The south-western. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1852-1870, 1865-09-13

An EpIToR DREAMING on WEDDING CAKE.-A bach.
clor editor who had received from the fair hands of
bride, piece Of elegant weddlng-cake*to dream on,
thus gives the result Of his experience:
1--WE put it under the head of our pillow, shut our
ewes sweey as an infant blessed with an easy conscience
and snored prodgioasly The God Of dreams gently
touched us and ID! in fancy we we're married! Never
was little editor happy 1t was my love- dearest
'sAeetest ringing In our ears every moment. On! thag
the dream had broken off here. But no! some evil
genius into the head of ducky to have pudding
for dinner just to please her lord
'sIn hungry dream we sat down to dinner. Well,
the pudding moment arrived, and huge slice almost
obscured from sight the plate before US.
'My dear" said we fDndly, "did you make this?3
eyes my love, amt it nice2"
"Glorious-the best bread pudding ever tasted in
my life.n
''Plum pudding ducky, suggested my wife.
20 no, dearest, bread pudding. | was always fond
of EN-"
"Call them bread ppdding!" exclaimed my wife,
while her lips slightly clrled with contempt.
"Certanly, my dear--reckon I've had enough at the
Sherwood House to know bread pudding, my love, by
all means"
''Husband-this is really too bad-plum pudding is
twice as hard to make bread pudding and is more
expensive and is great deal better l say this is
plum pudding, sir and my pretty wifes brow flashed
with excitement.
my love, my sweet, my dear love- exclaimed we
soothingly, 'do not get angry am sure it is very
good, if it is bread pudding"
"You mean, low wretch iercely replied my wife,
in a higher tone, ''you know it's plum pudding.n
''Then, ma'am, its SO meanly put together and so
badly burned that the devil himself wouldn't know it.
/ tell you madam, most distinctly and emphatically,
that it bread pudding and the meanes kind at that"
at is plum pudding" shrieked my wife, as she hurled
glass of caret in our face, the glass itself tapping
the claret from our nose.
Bread pudding' ga5ped we, pluck to the last, and
grasped d roasted chicken by the left leg.
''Plum puddingi" rose above the din, as we had
distinct PERCEPTION Of feeling two plates smashed across
our head
BREAD pudding" we groaned rage, as the chicken
left our hand and flying with swift wing across the
table, landed in madaun's bosom.
''Plum puddng!" resounded the war cry from the
enemy, as the gravy dish took where we had been
deposting part Of our dinner, and plate of beets
landed upon our white vest.
Bread pudding forever" shouted we in defiance,
lodging the soup tureen, and falling beneath its
contents
"Plum pudding" yelled the amiable spouse; MOTTO
ing our misfortune, she determined to keep US down
by piling upon our head dishes with no gentle hand
Then in rapid succession, followed the war-cries-
''Pum pudding" she shrieked with every dish
Bread pudding" in smothered tones, came up from
the pile in reply. Then it was opium pudding" in
rapid succession, The last cry growing feeber, till just
as we distinctly recollect it bad grown to whis
per. ''Plum pudding!" resounded like thunder fol- /
lowed by tremendous crash as our wife leaped upon
the pile with her delicate feet and commenced Jump
ing up and down, when thank heaven! we awoke, and
thus saved our life We shall never dream on wedding
cake again-that's the moral.