Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1867-05-18
A Steamboat Story.

Steamer st. James on her last trip down.
The st. James, be it known, is a favorite
boat with wedding parties, on account
of her superior accommodations and the
general elegance which distinguishes her.
At Aberdeen, a young man, dressed in
his Sunday best, and showing in all his
movements that this was the happiest
day of his life, came abroad, leading bv
the hand a timid young woman, who had
sworn to love, honor and obey, the
young man aforesaid. They were on a
wedding tour to Cincinnati to see the
Big Bridge, the Nicholson pavement and
other objects of interest. Approaching
Clerk Regnier, the young man STEPPED
in bliss said:
''Look a. here, Mr.. Clerk, and Marier
have just doubled teams for life. (AIa-
rier bushes some and tries to draw
away but the tother half clings to her.)
We've determined to take day to our
selves and go to Cincinnati. Now we
want "a (hesitating)-a roon,-well "a
room with desperate energy) both to-
gether"
Bride (reproachfnlly) "Josier.'
Bridegroom (stoutly) "That's what
say, and we want the best room you've
got on the boat
The clerk disposed of them satisfactori-
ly, and ''Marier," blushing more than
ever, retired to their state room, it beng
late in the night, while her 'Josier,"
lighting his cigar paced the forward cabin
with the importance which every young
man feels when he first assumes the re-
sponslbility Of paying young woman's
board as consideration for her changing
her name. "Josier' at length concluded
to seek his "Marier" Accordingly he
directed his footsteps towards his state
room. Softly he tapped at the door
softly tapping at the state room door,
but no response from within fell upon
his listening ear. Then he gave lond
rap, and applying his lips to the key-hole
whispered shrilly, ''Marier, open the
door to your Josier' Still no reply. He
turned the handle, and the door being
unlocked, it opened readily. He sd-
vanced one foot inside, gave look of be-
wilderment, and then rushing back into
the cabin in state of frenzy, he screamed
''Stop the boat! she's gene !-overboard
may be! Captain! Oh, Mr.. Clerk |!
where's my Marier? Has she drowned
herself? Why did not l get two
rooms? Oh, dear, tell the pilot to stop
her! Give me back my Marierv BY
this time Captain Oakes, backed by his
clerks, Regnier and Ross, and reinforced
by the passengers generally, was on the
spot.
"What the deuce is the matter asked
the captain. ooh captain said the dis
tracted bridegroom, tearing up and down
the cabin, ''she always was timid gal
afraid of gittin married-gone crazy and
jumped overboard-why did't get two
rooms? Oh dear!" He then pointed to
the state room. in which he expected to
find his ''Marier." "Yes," said Josier,
tearing his hair, "and don't you see the
out doors open? She went crazy tell
you, and jumped overheard" Then fall
ing upon the captains neck, he schreeched
80 give me back my MarierI' AT this
moment a state room door adjoining
opened, and there was glimpse of a
snowy night-cap while a low sweet voice
said "Josier, you're fool; what'r you
tearin' round at that rate for? Have
you been drinking" Josier, gave a yell
of astonishment and delight, and put
himself inside of that state room door in
a twinkling. He had made mistake of
the number of his state room, that's all.
Marler hadn't gone crazy and she hadn't
jumped overboard.-C CnscinnatiIInses.