The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1868-08-14
MIKE MCOOL.
Scenes and Incidents at his MarrIag

In addition to what we have already pub
lished in relation to the marriage of Mike
McCoole, the following particulars from the
Missouri Democrat, are interesting:-
Mike behaved like man. He was dressed in
black broadcloth coat and pants, and black
velvet vest, stand-up linen collar, and black
silk necktie Before the ceremony was con-
cluded he slipped on pair of lavender colored
kid gloves, and smiled with great deal of salts
faction. During the latter part of the ceremony
he whispered words OF love to his lady, and
scarce was 1t concluded when he sent his thumb
and forefnger on diving expedition into his
vest pocket, and drew forth handsome fee.
Two small boys held up lofty candles that shed
their fickering rays over the gay party; close
lady, and near at hand the bridesmaids and
groomsmcn. In the book the priest wrote
the following:-August 8, 1868, Michael, son
of Alexander McCoole and Annie Quinn, and
Mollie, laughter of Daniel and Catharine Nor
ton, and also the names OF Joseph j. Dugd and
Anne Roogan, and the name of A. Mulholland,
the officiating priest. The bridesmaids were
neatly and tastefully, though not extensively
other two in white tarletan. The ceremony
over, one of the priests shouted, "IGs all over
you can retire." but not man, woman or
child budged. AS long as the manly form Of
Mike could be discerned at the altar, so long the
crowd refused to go. At last round the altar,
and out the side door, Mike went, and tarrying
in the ante-rooms, soon departed for rooms at
the Southern Hotel.
Late in the evening when the crowd had re-
tired from the house of the bride, the happy
pair held a reception, when Miss Nellie Forham
and Miss Mollie Breen, Mrs. Norton, and hosts
of friends, assembled to congratulate the new
couple on their new way in lite.
The bridal chamber, perfect love of room
-cozy, comfortable, and just the thing Fur
nished elegantly with a Brussels carpet and
rosewood set, marDle-topped washstand, aud
four glorious old deCanters brimful OF generous
port stout old brandy-good old Irish whisky.
None of your long, lank, lean decanters were
they, but fat old fellows, and happy were we to
drink the bride and groom's health in their
sacred presence. Asmall stand appeared near the
window, on which was q COPY of Rollins Ancient
Hstory-and over the stand, more sacred than
all, fine portrait of Mike McCoole, his auto
graph beneath in large, bold hand. Spotess
linen covered the virgin bed, tucked away in the
corner so coZily. On the wall hung several draw
ings and paintings, the handiwork of the bride,
displaying both taste and skill. A choice wed.
ding.Cake also sat on a stand here. From the
| where a gang of elderly .ades-many with
| babes-and naughty boys who haukered foI
| beer, were assembled. We told them "Peace
| be quiet" but they needed not aud by and by
| some one from an upper window of an adjoining
| house, where two or three were gathered to
| gether dashed out pail OF water, which nc
| doubt cleansed some of the recipients. The
| bridesmaids were all school girls of Miss Nor.
| ton. OF Mikes fighting, the bride said: 81
| there's honor to gain, then hght-if there il
| money, then Decline" So it seems she has the
| Irish pluck. Her mother said: Suppose he'C
| get killed?" II don't care" saws She. 'pl
| have him if he's killed in two hours, for he i
my man, and love him."