The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1878-11-21
LADIES COLUMN.
HARoLIEE HAROLD, EDITOR.
The Story Of Some Girls.

lieES Is tIuLlluI SLOIN dDOuI
some particular girls that Nj Bal
ley, of somewhere out in Michigan,
had on hand. There were six of
MIR. Bailey's girls, ali daughters,
and all willing to be married, as
the old gentleman was willing they
should be. He had put them on
the matrimonial market in one
sweet bunch, utterly regardless of
expense in the way of curl papers,
store rizzes, hooks and eyes and
hair pins; they were displayed be
fore young men, and middle aged
men, and all kinds of men, on all
kinds of occasions, but none OF Mr..
Bailey's six daughters fished tor a
husband with any kind of luck; not
one of them made a catch. Other
mems daughters went off like hot
cakes, it seemed to Bailey, although
neither he nor his girls could see
any reason why men should be so
miserably stupid. Bailey's girls
were everywhere, and yet no man
ever went where they were; they
were offered free Of cost to every
body who would take them off the
old mans hands, but nobody seemed
to want cheap girls with red hair
and pug noses. 1t will probably
never be found out how the idea
came to strike Mr.. Bailey, but he
finally resolved to withdraw his
from the market, give notice that
not one of them would listen to any
kind of an offer for marriage. Only
philosophers will know why he set
tied upon such remarkable course
as this, but he was himself a philOs-
opher. Mr.. Bailey consulted with
his six red headed girls and then
went down and told everybody that
he had put a stop TO all fooling
around his daughters, that he had
locked them up and would stay at
home with club to keep the boys
of if less determined measures
failed. The effect was immediate
and tremendous. In two days
some of the boys began to watch
when the old man left the house,
and then they slid in to see his pug
nosed daughters, but they always
slid out O few minutes before pa
came home. When Mr.. Bailey was
told of these things he put pad
lock on the gate, and the boys
jumped over the fence, rather liking
the romance of the thing. In two
weeks one of the girls lowered her
self from n two-story window, ran
off with one Of the boys and got
married. Old Bailey tore around
in dreadful way before the public,
put some iron bars across the win
dows to prevent the escape Of any
more girls, and congratulated him
self on his cuteness. In another
ten days the second girl had got off
in some manner utterly ineXplica
BILE, and came back with husband,
and third settled herself for better.
or for worse with bank cashier
only little further on.
This is all the matrimony that
had occurred IN the family at last
advices, but the old gentleman is
waiting with abundant hope that
the other girls will glide noiselessly
out through the cellar or fly out the
window and climb the fence ard
get married. With three girls on
his hands still he has bought a
shot gun and chained an unusually
ferocious dog IN the back yard and
put and extra bolt on the back door.
He gives regular warning of these
things over town every day--and
hopes for the worst. 1t will GER
tainly be realized, for everybody
knows as well ms Mr.. Bailey, that
when you lock up something, there
are always lots of people waiting for
a good chance to break in and car
ry it of, and this always works the
moro so with a girl than anything
else. A man who wouldn't steal
your purse doesn't have any scru
Piles about carrying off your girl.
There is probably no moral to this
story; but it is an enduring lesson
To all fathers; lock up your daught-
ers.