The Shasta courier., 1868-03-07

1T WASH DdTuly tue LuIuH tIldb luc
boys did,to Joe Thompson the night he was
married, but the temptation was irresistible.
They couldn't have helped it to save their
lives. I'll tell you how it was.
Joe was about the most fancy-dressed buck
in the town-over nice and PARTICULAR
regular. Miss Nancy in manners, always
putting on airs. and more dainty and modest
than a girl Well, when his wedding night
came he was dressed to kill and his pants,
especially fitted him as if they had been
moulds and his legs candles, and run into
them. Tight was no name for them. Their
set was immense, and he was prouder than
half dozen peacoeks. .i eit
- Aren't they nice, boys?" he asked of
the two who were to be groOmsmen, and see
that he threw himself away in the most
approved fashion.
Stunning Gorgeous ~ replied Tom
Bennett. "Never saw anything equal to
them. But. 1 say, Joe, aren't they just a
little bit too tightl It strikes me that you
will haze some difficulty in bending. Won't
you2"
'' Pshaw, no, I, They are as easy as an old
glove. See ~ u H s.
To prove the matter, he bent down so as
to touch his patent feathers, when crack
crack followed, like the twin reports of a
revolver.
Thunder r' exclaimed Joe, as he clapped
his hand behind, and found a rent in the
cashmere from stem to stern. Thunder
the pants have burst, and what shall do p
II should rather think they had" answer
ed Tom, getting purple in the face, as be
endeavored to control his laughter. But
there is no time to get another pair. II
only wants half an hour to the standing up
time, and I'VE have got mile to 60. Car
riage waiting, too"
'.What shall do? What shall do?"
>sI'H tell you what, Joe; if mine would fit
you, YOU should have them, and welcome.
but they are about mile too big-would sit
like shirt on . bean pole. j see no way
but to have them mended."
"Who can get to do it, Tom ~
"Well, l am something of tailor, and
FIX them SO they won't show. Hold on a
minute. and l'H get needle and thread.'
"Can YOU? May heaven bless you 70
ssOff with your coat" commanded Tom, a;
he came back.
"Now lay yourself over on the bed, and
willfix you in short order" UaDs9
The command was obeyed, the pants
mepded, the coat tails carefully pinned over
so as to conceal the distress for rent" and
all went merry as marriage bell until Joe
followed his blushing bride to the nuptial
couch. - eas, - s-s ~
There was only dim light in the room,
but it enabled Joe, as he glanced bashfully
around, to see the sweetest face in the world,
the rosy cheeks and ripe lips, the lovely and
loving blue eyes, and the golden curls just
peeping out from the snowy sheets, and he
extinguished it altogether and FASTENED TO
disrobe himself. Of came coat, vest, fancy
necktie and collar, boots and socks, in a
hurry, but somehow the pants stuck. The
more he tried the more they wouldn't come,
and he tugged vainly for half an hour.
g Thunder ~ muttered Joe.
What is the matter, dear?" came in the
softest of accents from the bed, where some
body was wondering if he was ever going to
come to her arms.
ltwas moment of desperation. Joe was
entirely overcome by the situation and for
getang his accustomed bashfulness, blurted
out:
Molly, that cursed, Tom Bennett ba,
sewed my pants, drawers, shirt and under.
shirt all together 7, -. -'- "' 1'ue'-
1, IS too bad. Wait moment daar ~
little stoekingless foot peened ont Sc,
then rufiied nightdres, the I. ~. nrs',
leased and, although he denies :. TT
hennett swears that his weddino.sh;r. 80 on. ~
.ne shortest possible length, REASONING :, :