Weekly Trinity journal., 1875-01-30
A WEDDING NIGHT SHIRT.

IL WASH natUiy tue ldlt tnlnS lue pOyS
did to Joe Thompson the night he was
married, bu! the temptation was irresisti-
bic. They could not help it. l will tell
you how it was.
Joe was about the most fancy dressed
buck in town over nice and particular
perfect Miss Nancy in manners, always
putting on airs and more dainty and mod
est than a girl. Wen, when the wedding
night came, he was dressed, trunk empty
and his pants, especially, fitted as though
they had been moulds and his legs, can
dies and run into them. Their set was
immense and he was prouder than half
dozen peacoeks.
AREN'T they nice, boys ?" he asked
Of the two who were to be groomsmen
and saw he threw himself away in the
most approved fashion.
Stunning Gorgeous ?" replied Tom
Bennett. Never saw anything to equal
them. But say, Joe, aren't they the
least bi! tight? 1t strikes me that you
will have some difficulty in bending, will
you not ?"
" Pshaw' no they are just as easy as
an old glove. See"
To prove the matter he bent down so
as to touch the patent feathers, when
crack ! crack followed like the twin re-
ports Of Il revolver.
"Thundor !" exclaimed Joe as he
clasped his haLds behind him and found
a rent in the cashmere from stem to stern
" Thunder! the pants have burst and
what shall do?"
"I'il tell you what, Joe, if mine would
fit, you should have them and welcome,
but they are mile toe bg-they would
set like n shirt on bean-polo. see no
way but to have them moled,"
Who can | get to do it, Tom ?"
Well, | am something Of tailor and
can fix them SO they won't show. Hold
on minute and I'll get needle and
thread"
Can you? May heaven bless YOU"
"OHwith your coat, commanded Tom
as he came back.
Now lay yourself on the bed and I'll
fix you in short order"
The command was obeyed-tho pants
mended-tho tails pinned carefully over
so rs to conceal the "distress for rent, -"
and all went merry as marriage bell,
until Joe followed his blushing bride to
the nuptial couch.
The light in the room was rather dim,
but it enabled Joe, rs he glanced blush.
ingly around, to see the sweetest face in
the world, rosy checks, ripe lips, the low
ing gray eyes and The golden curls just
peeping from out the snowy sheets, and
he eytnguished it altogether and hasten
cd 10 dlsrobe himself OF came the coat,
vest, fancy necktie and collar, boots, and
socks in hurry, but somehow the pants
stuck. The more he tried the more they
wouldn't come and he tugged yainly for
half an hour.
Thunder !" muttered Joe.
What is the matter, dear" came in
softe't accents from the bed, whore some
body was wondering if he was ever going
to come to her arms.
1t was a moment Of desperation. Joe
was entirely overcome by the situation,
and forgetting his bashfulness, he blurted
out
"Mollie, that cursed Tom Bennett
has sowed my pants, drawers, shirt and
undorshirt all together"
at is too bad. Wait a moment, dear.
A little stockingless foot first peepod
out, then Il rullled night dress, the lamp
was lighted, pair Of scissors found, and
Joe was released. Although Joe denies
it, Tom Bennett swears that this wedding
shirt was Of the shortest possible length,
reasoning posterorty chicago Post
olld Mail.