The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1876-08-31

was a sudden demOniac scrape, end
ing in high squeech, and the band
stopped.
A tall, solemn-visaged, cadaver-
Gus gentlemen in seedy black, with
sandy beard, and mustaohe of, and
hair reached up in front to give him
an intellectual and clerical look,
stepped into the middle of the room
and remarked, Brother Bunker,wil
you tell sister Longhorn that I'm a
waitin'?''
The officiating" didn't have long
to wait.
"Here they come," said a small
boy near the door, and as the cleo
trio intelligence ran around the
room all eyes were turned to the
door. The bride, an apple faced,
flaxen haired young girl, all redness
and fright, tripped in timidly on
the arm of a six-foot- three fellow, in
a bran new suit of leans of a butter
nut color, made evidently at home,
and miracle of domestic fit. The
brides dress was white muslin, cut
very skinny, and struck her just
about the ankles. There were white
natural flowers in her hair. She
was palpitating like a bird in the
hand, and he painting and red, with
his eyes staring at the officiating"
Uncle Zeke Longhorn, in an old
fashioned blue coat with brass but
tons, the collar striking him above
his ears, with a black velvet vest
and corduroy trousers, and a red
silk handkerchief, with which he
concealed his emotion by blowing
his nose with frequent blasts, and
batting his eyes about I20 times a
minute, looked the happy father.
Mrs. Longhorn was arrayed in a
highly respectable looking black
silk, cut in the style of 1886, and
now produced with an odor of Law
ender pervading it, for the occasion.
eve have come together, breth-
ren and sisters, to jine this man and
this woman in holy wedlock-"
I Here there was a dismal howl set
up by one of the neighbors' chill
dren, who was handed out of the
window struggling.l
''Some folks" remarked an old
lady near the door, 'ain't got no
sense bout children; whales 'em p
'Do you take the lady you hold
by the hand to be your lawful we'd
ded wife?''
"Yes, sir, said the groom, IN a
startled manner and husky voice.
"Do you take the gentleman you
hold by the hand to be your lawful
husband; viii you love him and obey
,him?"
"Ye-ye-y-es, sir"
"Then," said the officiating, "
suddenly lowering his voice to its
deepest and most sepulchral tones,
81 denounce you.to be man and wife.
Let us pray"
Then followed a short prayer, in
which an abundant outpouring of
the riches of grace were invoked
upon the heads of all present, and
particularly "upon our dear brother
and sister who have jined hands, -
and they were adjured to "hee from
the wrath to come and hold fast
to that which was good"
After the prayer a benediction
was pronounced, and then there
was wild rush for the poor little
bride, who was swept from her hus-
band, surrounded by the women,
old and young, and kissed and tum-
bled nearly to death. The groom
in the meantime was hearing from
Mrs. Longhorn, who was crying q
little and very nervous, and was
saying: johnny, my son, I've
spanked you, many and many a
time. nursed you when you had
the measles. You was always q
good boy, and l amt sorry we give
you our little Mandy. Thar amt
Mr.. Hayfoot-'cuse me, johnny
thar amt, though 1 sez it myself, 8
gal that can handle a butter paddle
equal to my little Mandy in Dalla:
county, and as for weavin' anC
dyin', and cookin' and maxim pre-
sarves, well, she cant be beat
Bless you, my son, bless you. Yo
mar was my bridesmaid thirty years
ago, and to think you and Mand-.'
Here the old lady broke down, anC
retired to her room across the hal
where a number of old ladies wer
cOngregated, smoking, knitting ant
talking about ghosts and snake bit
cures. Mrs. Longhorn scooped he
pipe down into the ashes, and reste,
herself and joined in with a stor.
about Johnny's ''mar," and how sh
"kicked' his ''par" twice "afore sh
. TUX him"
Uncle Zeke then said: supper i
) ready. Them that's most hongr
) come fust;" and he led the way ou
into the backyard where on a larg
table was arranged a most substaT
+ tial supper. Two or three littl
, niggers with their hair carded OF
very much, in long white apron
linsey woolsey gowns, with wOode
buttons in the back, vibrated b,
e tween the kitchen and the tab
2 with ''hot biskit."
r Uncle Zeke was at one end an