Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1867-04-11
PART ii.
TIVE MARRIAGE

Well. they were married; pensive grace
Pervaded the youthful bridegroom's lace
He'da touching way, the women all SAID,
of repeating the ritual the pastor read;
His low solf voice, and his white silk vest
His look, half happy and half distressed,
And the very becoming way ne was dresseo'
Spanked all over with precious stones, SO
Like the midnight sky with its million stars;
Her nose peered out OF her Drldal vail
Like parrots out of its silver bars
She looked more yellow than she did pale.
Shed diamond wreath upon her head,
And pigeon-egg pearls around her neck,
While numberiess smaller pearls did feck
The Honiton gown in which she was we'd
The furthermost pew might have heard her say
Those agreeable wOrds-"loye, honor, OBEY = e.
But the way she kept them--oh, the way! d .
The liberal bride, in q handsome way,
Took her hui sband off on bridal tour;
Newport Nahant, Lake George, Cape May,
Did each share of the spoils secure.
When the loving, lingering honeymoon u.
Went by with the summers wltherlng MOWERS,
And the breath of the chill October too soon
Drove the last butterflies out of her bowers,
The welded couple returned to town,
Light of heart as th1ste-dOWn.
Light of heart, and heavy of purse
As Wykhoff said when he once more met
The favorite boys of his ancient set
MATTERS might be great deal worse;
Plenty of money agreed with him
When he asked trife to give him double
Turtle soup in gold tureens, and all that siE f
Was famous for making fellow fat - 30 -- --
Nevertheless it was very plain F
That this fortunate youth grew thin again,
Every month as 1T rolled away,
Found him meeker and more sedate,
Resigned, as it were to secret fate;
The words were few which he had to say,
He gave no suppers, he did not play,
His drives were few and far between. 80. - .s..
While his face at the club was seldom seen. I.
One thing-he was always richly dressed
Gloves, hat and boots were the very best;
Evf lfn frnNU a M
But, alb, he was WyNhoff Jones no more = -- ~
Once the wittiest boldest, and sauciest one ~
Who ever did what he shouldn't have done. 81.
BY Christmas time he beganto fail;
BY Lent he looked like lily frail
What could, inquired the world, be the matter
With a man who lived in marble palace,
Who ate his fish from silver platter,
And drank his wine from golden choliceY
Some thoughtit must be, beyond question,
That he lived too we'll for good digestion
Some excellent l'dies trusted his wife ,,.t.r
Had won him to leave past sins in the lurch;
That he soon would be leading worthier life,
Buying pew and supporting the church.
Yet nobody settled the matter for certain,
For WykhOff lets mo one behind the curtain,
year it was since the wedding day,
A lovely time in the month of June; go
A light breeze rippled the azure bay, - -, ),
Mrs. and Mr.. Jones were at home, ..
Sitting alone in their airy chamber,
Watching the distant ocean foam,
The sapphire wave, the sunlight amber,
And the darling yachts, those cunning loves,
Spreading their wings like flock of doves.
my DEAR" said Jones, with facial culver,
While his eyes were turned to the sparkling river,
t'You remember it plainly, do you not?
That you promised to buy me a lovely yacht.
jenkins and Brown have built one, new, ]
And they are not, both of them, rich as-you.
1 wouldn't have married you-no I'd not,
If it hadn't been for that promised yacht.
There's a trim little craft for sale, hear,
For six thousand dollars-cheap, my dear"
Cody and softly her laughter rings
Husbands are such e3travagant things !"
but you know you said-"''Oh, yes know!
/ was rather foolish year ago.
If you had boat you might get drowned -
81 wish might" was the half-breathed soand)--
1t is not well for you reckless boys
TO be risking yourselves in such pretty toys"
But, madam, your aDord!" -" Mere lovers
VOWS,
Which never are kept by a sober 81 ouse.''
You promised me horses ''criea hapless Jones,
In the bitterest bitter of biting tones, -i@
" Yet can not ever go to ride
Unless am perched by my ladys side
The horses, the carriage ::the driver she owns,
And must ride out with my lady Jones!"
Certainly, love; no woman of'sense
Would allow her husband SO gooC pretense
For betting and racing and such impropriety;
A married man should select his society.
Fast horses, indeedl you might break your neck
CT would it were broken!" poor Wykhof
"And my happiness then would be wreck;
Awldow instead of blushing BRIDE"
Don't speak of blushing you're too antique
For the bloom to rise on your lovely cheek;
why did marry Y-ay, there's the rub "
Perhaps, she remarked, on account of the
& The Glib! yes madam, I've had to resign;
could not even pay up for the wine -
All, sweet! the Club is with danger rife
To the peace and repose of faithful wife.
How could tell, in my house up town,
As sat in tears and dressing gown,
Till you came home from that naughty place,
Whether some woman was not i'll the case
You're quite too handsome, Wykhoff my own,
TO be trusted abroad too much alone
Don't get excited, my dear, and swear
You've plenty to eat and plenty to wear.
Now, Wykhof darling don't tear your hair;
If you married me You need not rue it;
YOU'RE very well OFF, if you only knew it. d 2
You are tied to a woman's apron strings;
But golden strings are not very bad things,
And great deal better than leaden wings.
II you had been willing to work like man,
You might have married your charming Fan;
Have bought her dresses, and blessed her lot,
And earned her bread-bHt you know you were
so Fan is growing a sad old maid -,v-
Her ringlets get thin and her roses fade.
It's quite the fashion for idle Young men
10 marry fortune-a chivalrous plan; -
Girls pretty and poor don't like it, but then
~ sults tne tastes of modern young man!
I've heard that Fanny is in decline;
saw her at Mrs. fitZhugh's SOiree.