Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1873-09-11
A CALIFORNIA ETCHING.

1uo Dj0tI1Ct AltOTn0y VI WurU0r0f'S & b0f
stood up to his knees in the Yuba. But
rs bis rubber boots came 40 high as his
hips there wsSne fear Of his getting wet,
as ne made; tho muddy river maddier by
his unoeasing labor at the rocker.
Distance lent beauty and picturesquenera
to the District Attorney. 4 noar view dia-
closed several details that were not credit.
able to the guardian of the legal honor OF
Murderer;s Bar. His red shirt, that a
hundred feet of would have set an artist
to sketohing incontinently, at ten would
have made a laundryman groan. Al
photograph distance his mother would
have wept, for although The District
Attorney had only been away from Yale
two years, and in California one, bis nose
had 40 luired color that, like tho hue Of
y choice .meerschanm, could only have
been gained BY steady effort If the par.
son%f his native town could have been
concealed on tho bank Of the Yuba, he
would have changed bis opinion OF the
District Attorneys natural piety, for
although the young man was Of q excellent
family, he took clay Pipe from between
his teeth and swore ably at the poor re-
suits of IN hours hard washing, lay in the
bottom Of the rocker. Then he looked up
at the sun and Transferred his profanity
to that body, a. he took off his slouched
bat and wiped his forehead with his sleeve.
As the District Attorney thus stood
:cratchihg bis matted head, n sbfavely
arrayed figure, bestriding = gayly capari.
soned mule, trotted down the bank and
cried out
:, ~ L .ay; L., sur, are ye the boss lahyer o'
II am" said the District Attorney, put.
ting ON his hat.
aAre you ON the marry9" the stranger
asked pleasantly, as he got of the mule
and took a seat on~a rock by the waters
edge. i
aEh?"
els marrying in yer line2"
II don't catch your meaning" said the
District Attorney, anxiously.
~ mean have ye iver done any marryin'
yerself;" explained the stranger, leisurely
cutting pipefal from plug of tobacco.
WhyW
"Bekase I'd like ye to splice myself an
Mary Brady over at the Flat to night
Mary, ye know, daughter Of Ould Brady,
what keeps the desdfall-kin ye do it ?''
"Oh, certainly" said the District Attor.
ney, WITHOUT hesitation.
Well, come On thin-there's a horse
fur ye At tho cabin beyant"
Brown, who is disting guished lawyer
now with no bad habits, had his doubts
about it. lie bad never heard Of dis
triot attorney marrying people before. Bu,
he remorsefully reflected that bis studies
in his profession had not been profound
Anyway, it was reasonable to suppose that
law, like morals and religion, mi ght relax
in the California atmosphere on this occ,a.
sion. And SO Brown said, IL made
up my mind to risk it and 60 with Mr.
Finnegan over to the Flat. Besides,
have always prided myself on q good
memory, 10 I hadn't any doubt, after my
pieus bringing up, that could remember
the marriage service perfectly"
The wedding was to bc celebrated at the
Cosmopolitan Saloon-Mr. Finnegan had
been irreverent in calling it a deadtall-
and the District Attorney found large
an ti2sy company making tremendou;
noise and pledging the expectant bride in
raw rum, pending the arrival of the bride
groom, and himself. TIE company was
larger than select. The whole male
population of the Flat had come ont as q
matter Of course, despising the formali tJ
Of waiting for invitations. There were
only three ladies-the bride and he,
mother and Mrs. General uardinge-the
wife Of General Hardinge, who was stop
ping for q few weeks At the Fiat, with q
view to investment. Mr.. Brady HAVING
gotten money and lands, by means of the
Cosmopolitan, took IN interest in th<
General, aud his beautifully dressed lady
got an Invitation. There were severa
other ladies living at the Flat, but regre
to say they were not such as could be in
vited to a wedding.
1t was very lively assemblage indeed
Old Brady himself could hardly keep BIZ
feet, and refused to charge for his rum.
something that is handed down in the Flu
to this day--for when Mr.. Brady wal
sober or even ordinarily drunk, he was !
great skinAint. The Loys were sitting
round the tables playing cards or stand
ing at the bar in knots. Everybody wa
speaking ut once, and everybody wa
anxious to drink his glass with everybody
else in honor of the bride. Tho healthy
young lass sat between her mother and tn,
Generars lady, who were perfect batteries
of sorrowing sympathy. Poor Miss Brad,
was red as a piece Of cinnabar, with III,
excitement and the attention and an ecca
sional bashful sip of watered rum, ~ dozer
tumblers Of which beverage were con
st"ntly extended by gallant hands. Gen
eral llardinge, the only man present VII.
wore white st'irt, and his was very large