The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1873-09-05

invitations. There were only three
ladies-the bride and her mother and
Mrs. Gen. Hardinge-the wife of Gen.
Han dinge, who was stopping for few
weeks at the Flat, with a view to invest
ment. Mr.. Brady having gotten money
and lands, by means OF the CosmoPoh,
tan, took an interest in the General, and
his beautifully dressed lady got an IN
yitation. There were several other ladies
living at the Flat, but l regret to say
thew were not such as could be invited
to wedding. =,
It was a very lively assemblage in
deed. Old Brady himself could hardly
keep his feet, and refused to charge Tor
his rum-something that is handed down
in the Flat to this day-for when Mr..
Brady was sober, or oven ordinarily
drunk. Le was a great skinfilnt. The
bows were sitting around the tables
playing cards or standing at the bar in
knots. Everybody was speaking at
once. and everybody was anxious to
drink his glass with everybody else in
honor of the bride. The healthy young
lass sat between her mother and the
Generals lady, who were perfect bat
teries of sorrowing sympathy. Poor
Miss Brady was red as piece of CHINA
bar. with the excitement and the atten-
ton and an occasional bashful sip of
watered rum, dozen tumblers of which
beverage were constantly extended by
gallant hands. Gen. Hardinge, the only
man present who wore white shirt,
and his was very large and white indeed,
kept near the blushing Miss Brady, and
reused the envy of every Platter by his
suave manners and handsome person.
Gintlimin, come to the orator ~
cried Mr.. Brady, thickly, and knocking
n glass on the counter in shambling
way "the lawyers come"
A deep silence fell upon tie bar-room
of the Cosmopolitan, as this important
truth was given forth. And great
many jaws dropped, and numerous pairs
of arms became burdens to their owners,
as the District Attorney, gravely followed
Mr.. Finnegan, who, looking neither to
the right nor left, stalked solemnly to
the side of the bridge. Everybody felt
oppressed and uncomfortable, somewhat
as one would feel on being presented at
court, if ignorant of the etiquette Gen.
Hardinge, in his slight embarrassment,
smilingly lifted pack of cards and
shuffied them mechanically. One-eyed
Jim, the gambler, took advantage of the
occasion to slip an ace up his sleeve, and
winked at Gen. Hardinge when he saw
that gentleman observing him.
Hould on" murmured Mr.. Brady,
swaying behind the bar, " MIR. Lahyer.
have sup before the work" "Thank
you," said the District-Attorney, glad of
any excuse for delay, for he found with
alarm that his memory was not near so
strong on the church service as he had
thought. But he knew that it wouldn't
do at all to look embarrassed, so he
drank gracefully to the bride, and tax.
ing on grave frown, he buttoned his
SHIRT at the neck, anu turned to the gap
ing assemblage.
"The friends will please gather in q
circle" While this was being done on
tip-toe, the District Attorney scowled
impressively. 1.-The gentleman and
lady about to be united in the holy
bonds of matromony will now please to
stand up-the gentleman on the right
and the lady on the left-so. We will
begin at your convenience, madam.
This was addressed to the maternal
Brady, who, as if to add to the agony of
the purple bridegroom's position, had
thrown her arms about her daughters
neck and set up howl. The Generals
lady came to the rescue, and drew off
the fond mother in the midst of her
lamentations, and soon the fearfully con-
strained silence was restored.
dearly beloved brethren, (hem) ~
began the District Attorney in a sepul-
chral tone, dearly beloved brethren :"
he paused again to blow his nose and
scowl around at the Flatters, who looked
guilty" Dearly beloved brethren, we
are gathered here in the sight of God,
and in the face of this company TOTO
-to-in tact marry Mr.. Finnegan and
Miss Brady" The District Attorney
cleared his throat, and seemed to chal-
lenge contradiction. This is COM
mended of st. Paul to be honorable
among all men" Here the attorney
looked solemnly around again. One or
two of the Flatters nodded assent, and
Lanky Tom went so far as to murmur,
You bet, yer" And, therefore"
continued Brown, sis not to be entered
into lightly, but reverently, discreetly
advisedly, soberly, and III the fear OF
God, the laws of alifornia-and-"
The District Attorney, being in the mess
again, had recourse to his pocket hand
kerchief. The Flatters improved the
opportunity to relieve themselves by
changing their positions and signing.
Mr.. Finnegan also drew out colored
handkerchief to mop his brow, and the
bride accepted sip from the tumbler
offered by the gallant General. Old
Brady still smiled stupidity behind the
bar and nodded approvingly.
"As have said, resumed the Attor-
ney desperately, cit should not be
entered into lightly, but reverently, dis
creetly, and-and-in short, Miss Brady,
viii. thou have this man to be thy we'd
ded husband p
Miss Brady, after an anxious look at
the Generals lady, murmured that she
would.
And you, Mr.. Finnegan-wilt thou
have this woman to be thy welded
wife ?"
cay" said Mr.. Finnegan, stoutly.
Again the District Attorney was hope
lessly stuck He scowled and pulled
ont his handkerchief once more.
And so you both say you will, do
you? ?" Brown asked this as If clinching