Los Angeles daily herald., 1875-10-10
Married Under Difficulties.

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the story; some one did cry out; L for
bid the bansn
"That was nice fix to be in, l cal
tell you, at that late hour. Bessy an(
| in church with Miss Spicer, the Gen
erals daughter, for bridesmaid, ant
John Charles, a particularly nobby
fellow, who TODD up as the best man
There was Bessy, as pretty as IA pie
ture, dressed in as handsome a brida
outfit as you ever saw-whte satir
and lace and flowers and vail. Pm
not much at description of a woman:
rig, but l vow and declare, though Pvt
seen many of them since, / never
come across bride so all-fired. pretty
as she was, and never shall.n
81 didn't want to be married ir
churchill looked sort of conspicuous
but Bessy wouldn't be married any
other way, and wanted Bessy.
"Well, the minister, very tall
grave looking man, standing on the
other side of the rail had just begun
the service, and says he, iii any mar
has any reason,' etc.-you know what
it is-'let him now speak, or forever
after hold bis tongue when up Jumps
somebody in the back of the house
and cries out:
Il forbid the bansw
"Well that was a pretty kettle o
fish to begin with. l felt Bessy trem.
BILE, and grew hot all over. If the
old man, her father, queer old cod
ger, had taken it into his head that
Bessy was too good for me-and, in
deed, don't deny she was--I was done
! for. But then that couldn't be. The
minister he turned red, and the people
who had come to see were in state
of restlessness you may be sure.
'For what reason do you forbid the
bans?h asked he of of the white gown.
All this passed much quicker than l
write.
Because she is already my wifew
"Says l, "Thats lie!" and her fa-
ther repeated it with an amendment
which was not exactly appropriate to
the place, and in a moment there was
a pretty how dye do. Ihad made my
way to the back of the church, and il
had laid hands ON that fellow he'd
never seen the outside of his skin
again. I'd have torn him in pieces.
But there was a crowd; some pointed
out one and some pointed out another
and one man told me gravely that the
villain went home for the proofs.
Then Bessy, frightened out of her wits,
on missing me, screamed and tainted
away, aud of course the minister
couldn't have gone on any how. Bes-
sy's father ripped around there, all
but swearing in the very face of the
parson, till I thought the last day
had surely come and that we had all
! gone crazy together. So we had to go
back, everybody mad. Bessy in hys-
terics, and the old folks stoIming at
her, at me, and at each other. Upon
my word, Tom, you'd have pitied me,
or any other man, for what was / to
do? A slur had been cast upon Bes-
sy, POOR, innocent child, and even L,
who had been her lover less than. six
months, didn't know what to think of
the statement so boldly made before
all Israel and the sun.
"Well, of course it got into the pa.
pers, and all manner of comments
were made, which nearly drove me
distracted. What to do we didn't
know. Bessy's aunt, regular old
Tabby, declared it was the worst of
luck to have marriage put off, and
abused me like a pickpocket. The
wedding breakfast stayed for two days
untasted, while Bessy's father and
myself went tearing around the city
to find who had set all thi 5 trouble
going; 1T was like hunting for nee-
dlein a hay-rick.
meanwhile poor little Bessy was
sick with low, nervous fever. | went
there every day to inquire about her
and muse upon the uncertainty of
mundane affairs generally, when one
morning the door was opened before /
reached the top step, a big red hand
pulled me inside, and the whole house
hold began on Indian dance, includ-
ing everything but scalps and war
wboop.
'Bulger, my glorious fellow, we're
all rightv' shouted the old gentleman,
giving me such slap between the
shoulders that lost my breath.
My dear boy, our sorrows are at
an end shifted the almost mother-in-
law,
i hopeit won't be put off again,
for then we should have funeral, re-
marked the Tabby aunt, looking at
,me from under her spectacles with
usual severity of expression.
what! you haven't found
cried I, utterably unable to finish from
sheer bewilderment.
"'Yes, we've found hint said the
parental.
The poor miserable wretchp ejac-
ulated the maternal.
Ought to be roasted alive NUT.
tered Tabby, glaring at me.
'Jo,' cried a weak voice at the
head of the stairs, come up here
"You may guess how those stairs
dsappeard from under my feet. Poor
Bessy, pale little thing, fell into my
arms without any fuss, and cried
and cried-and cried, Then afterall
this commotion was overland it didn't
kill me--my beaming father-inlaw W
that should have been at the time,
handed me paper, with the brief re-
mark: 'Readn And this is what II
read:
A lunatic from c., in the county
of M, has been at large for month,
but was last night tracked to his hid
ing place in this city and taken back
to the asylum. 1t seems, from the ac-
counts we can gather, that he has been
leading an eventful life since his es-
cape, having personated successfully
member of Congress, the Governor
of State and bank president. He
is evidently geniusj and is highly
delighted with his tour. One exploit
of which ba hon stS = for cinul Ia ri u