The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1850-1873, 1870-01-14
A Cheerful Wedding.

There is q melancholy interest in
little affair that actually occurred not a
thousand miles from Boston, short time
since A well clergyman received
one morning an imperative summons to
be in attendance to perform "the cere-
mony" at the residence Of an equally
we'll known undertaken in the evening.
He went, accordingly, supposing OF course
that he was to accompany the man of grief
to house of mourning, but was agreeably
disappointed to find the house lover the
shop) brilliantly lighted and filled with
guests, whom the undertaken proceeded
to introduce as follows:
"This is my intended wife, Miss Grape.
1 shall marry her tonight, if you will Off
ciate"
Certainly" replied the clergyman,
somewhat amused, "and these are your
friends to witness the ceremony" looking
round at the crowded apartment.
90, yes, you know many of them,-al-
low me,-this is Mr. Bones, sexton of st.
Charles Church"
Mr. Bones rose solemnly and heaved a
hundred dollar funeral sigh as he bowed to
the minister
"Mr Mould, sexton of the brick
chapel"
Mould, who had low cut white vest, a
large glossy white shirt bosom and collar,
pale face and sunken eyes, which gave
him the appearance of being "laid out"
replied to the clergyman's greeting with
the usual sad shake of the head he had
practiced at funerals the past twenty
years.
"This," said the host, as ar individual
approached on tip-toe, with downcast
gaze, as if afraid of disturbing the silence
of the grief-stricken family sitting in the
front parlor at funeral, "this is Mr..
Black, the undertaken believe you've
met before" Black bowed, and inclined
his head sideways, as if he expected the
minister to whisper some directions to
him before proceeding with the service.
"Allew me to make you acquainted
with Mr. Stone, the sculptor" (Stone
grabbed the minister's hand as he would
mallet), he was proprietor of Stones
Productions to the superintendent of two
cemeteries, plate engraver, and others
more or less connected with the grim bust
ness of the host, who, af er finishing in
PRODUCTION, announced himself ready fOt
the marriage ceremony.
"You don't mind standing here ant
using this black walnut case for table, do
you 2" said the bridegroom, it was too
heavy to move, besidesft's full of shrouds
and caps that we don't want to tumble"
The minister acquiesced, and the twain
were duly united, after which cake, wine
and conversation pervaded the company.
The clergyman congratulated the bride
groom on his bride. +" Yes" replied the
happy man, she's been my housekeeper
some time nice woman-ain't afraid OF
dead folks"
"Ah, indeed" said the clergyman, get
ting a little chilly down along his back
bone in spite of himself, and wishing to
change the subject he remarked:
"Any news to day, Mr.. Tressels ?"
News, no-that is, yes! You remem.
her Murker, who jumped overheard and
drowned himself from a ferry-boat last
week ?"
Eyes"
"Well, they found him this morning in
ten feet of water, and paving stones in
his pockets"
"Indeed."
Yes!-aoe'w got him up stairs If gould
like to see him :"
Not knowing what might come next,
the clergyman thought it best to take his
departure, which he did with grace de-
meanor suited to the occasion.-BostO1l
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