The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1865-03-01
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and the boys that was on the watch seet
him help her cut of the ,baranche, every
body knew her at once. in spite Of hel
disguise, akd such another excitemen Mt wa
never seed in Pineyille, Sum of the fel
lers was half cut of their senses, and i
was necessary hurry the ceremony owe
as quick as possible for fear of bein in
terrupted by the row that was eyidentl.
bruin'. I'll. ss4..s,5s bs.s =.
BE quick, Squire, ses Deolittle, hand
in. ca, the liceuse, aHa shakiR'g like h
had the aser, 'for Miss Darling is yer.
much agitatea. bf3ag .ssT srjt-, a.
The Squire hardly waited to wipe hi
Ispectacles, and didn't take time to enjoy
himself in readin' the ceremony slow, anc
putin the double semi -qpivers in hi
voice like he always did, The nsise wa
gettin leuder, and louder cut Of dools
and somebody was, knocking to get in.
Oh ses Betty leapin' en- Mr. Doc
|little's arm for supperts b,ssr9,o.
."sGe fen," ,ses Doolittls, ,pressin' her ts
his side, his eyes on the Squire, and hi
face as white as a sheet. o.sJ, sot.f
1Open the deer, Rogers, ses hears.
veice outside. ~ - ss se9,-1e
!, But the Squire didn't hear ,nothin til
he pronounced the last words of the csrer
msny, and Ebenezer Ds0little and Eliza
beth, Darling were pronounced man ans
wife.
j ust then the door enened. La rushed
cid Mr.. Darling, and Bill and Sam Oar
ling followed by whsle heap of fellers
Take hold of her!' ses old Darling,
ieurishing his cane over his head. Take
hold of the hussy r. -.
Stand off, ses Doelittle threwin' him
self in real stage attitude, and suppertin
his faintin' bride en- one arm. Stand
of old man! She is my lawful wife, and
| claim the protection of the law" 80.
g "Kaock him dswn take hola of him.
Ises half a dszen; and Bill Darling grab
bed the bridegroom BY the neck, while
Squire RsseEa jumped qpsn the table and
hollersd out: eFtz..stI 8a1.
II command the peacsl / csmnand
the peace ia the name Of the State Of
Georgia ss.t. ~ ss..f.s.sl, -.
sisfe's my wrif.l .ho.tsd D.olittle.
az call upon the layl'' -. 80.
Just tbea the bride got ever her faintin
ft, and raised her arsspiA, hsaa--the veil
fell eff and-eh; cruel fatel Mr.. .Ebsne-
ger Doolittle stsed ipetrifed wsth horror
heldin in his arms, net Miss Betty but
Miss Betty's waitin said, enc Of the
blackest niggers in Georgia, whe, at this
interestin' crisis relied her eyes apsn
him ike twe> >pealed oniYns, and thfswip
her arms round his neck exclaimed:
"Dis is my own dear husband what
Miss Betty gin me her ewla self r.
"Go the devil. you black" ses
poslittle, tryin' to pail away from her.
ssStick to him, Sally" ses the fsllers,
"he is yours accordTTr'' to law 7, ~. .-..
Squire Rogers locked like he'd married
his last couple, eoer cid man. hadn't a
werd to say fer hiasef The boys and
young DarIings liked to laugh themselves
to death, while cid Mr.. Darling. whe was
mad as hornet, was gwine to have Doe
little arrested for niger stealth, right
of.
pPoer Doolittlei He nade out at. last
TO git loose frsm. his wife, and to find the
back ,dosr: He haint been heard Of in
Pineville fem that day to this, -.