The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1876-12-22

"I've been thinking that our Christmas
dinner would answer quite well for a
wedding feast. There's the turkey, and
the plum pudding, and the mince pies,
already in stole; and I'm sure there
could not be a better day for better
deed"
"As matter of economy" said Jack,
st consider that capital idea. Let the
good day and the good deed and the
good dinner 60 together"
So mutual friend was dispatched to
ferret out the Clerk of the Probate
Court; q second mutual friend sought b
clergyman, and numerous other mutual
friends were pressed into the service of
arranging Jacks wardrobe, and getting
him in proper trim for the occasion.
Such rushing to and fro, and gather
ing of tailor, and barber, and bootblack,
had not been seen in many day. Every
ones brain was in whirl of excitement
and confusion, but out of all the disor-
der they emerged at last, and Jack pre-
sented an appearance that was credit
to his attentive dressing men.
But the widow-ah the widow How
the bustling, busy body spread havoc
among muslin, and linen, and embroid-
cry, and fligree work that morning !!
This garment was too short in the skirt,
or too low in the neck, or too full in the
back; another did not fit her, did not
become her, or did not suit her notion
in some trifing detail; and 80 she went
through long list of articles which are
too sacred for public mention, until at
last she sat down and folded her chubby
hands, and fretted and cried, as women
always do, and declared she would never
be able to get through with it, But she
lid; for the maids laughed at her, and
wheedled her, and coaxed her, until
she finally realized that the time was
getting short, and then, SLY fox, she
submitted without murmur, and al
lowed herself to be arrayed in as hand
some an outfit as ever decked bride.
And such bride oh, Hymen, such
bride No rose e'er put to blush a
sweeter face than that which bloomed
among the laces and ribbons and flowers;
no stars e'er outshone pair of brighter
eyes than those which cleaned through
the folds of the bridal veil; no sculptor
e'er carved from alabaster such arms ana
shoulders, so white and plump and
rounding. How many lonely bachelor
stood spell-bound in the presence of
her beauty and her charms, and sighed
and wished that heaven had sent him
such widow.
The hour came, and with it came the
minister and the many friends of the
happy pair who had been 80 hast
lily summoned to the marriage feast.
And so it was that while the bells rang
out all over the world that day, from
many tower and steeple; and while
the savory odor from multitudinous
roast turkeys and aromatic perfumes
from great host of plum buildings
foated upon the air like an incense,
Jack and the widow, hand in hand,
passed out of the old life into the new.
Jack forever renowned his bachelor
ship, and the widow was a widow no
more.
The feast was right royal one, and
when the minister, who had learned the
facts, related the story of Jacks nasal
misfortune and the circumstances of his
brief courtship, there was much merri-
ment around the board. But there were
no bounds to the enthusiasm when,
every glass being filed from great
bowl of egg nog that graced the table,
Jack himself arose beside the blushing
bride and proposed toast: "To the
Frozen Nose that Won q Widow"