Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1879-12-24

dulge in no hidden sarcasm upon a
married life. Mixed up with the
pleasure and joy of the occasion are
the many regrets at quitting home,
the tears of parting between parent
and child, the consciousness of leaving
the dearest and kindest friends of the
happiest portion Of human life, to en-
counter its cares and troubles with
Others still untricd and little known !;
natural feelings which we would not
render this chapter mournful by des-
cribing, and which we should be still
more unwilling to be supposed to
ridicule
Let us briefly say, then, that the
ceremony was performed by the old
clergyman, in the parish church of
Dingley Dell, and that Mr. Pickwick's
name is attached TO the register, still
preserved in the vestry thereof; that
the young lady with the black eyes
signed her name in very unsteady
and tremulous manner; that Emily's
signature, as the other bridesmaid, is
nearly illegible that it all went off in
very admirable style; that the young
ladies generally thought it far less
shocking than they had expected; and
that although the owner of the black
eyes and the arch smile inform Mr..
Wrinkle that she was sure she could
never submit to anything so dreadful,
we have the very best reasons for
thinking she was mistaken. To all
this we may add, that Mr. Pickwick
was the first who saluted the bride,
and that in so doing, he threw over
her neck rich gold watch and chain,
which no mortal eyes but the jewel
ler's had ever beheld before. Then,
the old church bell rang as gaily as it
could, and they all returned to break
fast.
"Vere does the mince pies go, young
opium eater" said Mr. Weller to the
fat boy, as he assisted in laying out
such articles of consumption as had
not been duly arranged on the previ-
ous night.
The fat boy pointed to the destina-
ton of the pies.
"Wery good" said Sam, ''stick
bit of Christmas in 'em. T'other dish
opposite. There; now we look COM
pact and comfortable, as the father
said ven he cut his little boys head
off, to cure him O. squinting"
As Mr. Weller made the compari-
son, he fell back a step or two to give
full effect to it, and surveyed the pre-
parations with the utmost satisfaction.
"Wardle," said Mr. Pickwick, al
most as soon rs they were all seated,
"a glass of wine, in honor of this
happy occasion!'
II shall he delighted, my boy"
said WardIe. 'Joe-damn that boy,
he's gone to Sleep
"No, | amt, SIR" replied the fat
boy, starting up from remote corner,
where, like the patron saint of fat
boys-the immortal Horner-he had
been devouring Christmas pie
though not with the GOODNESS and de-
liberation which characterized that
young gentleman's proceedings.
"Fill Mr.. Pickwick's glass"
Eyes, sir"
The fat boy filled Mr.. Pickwick's
glass, and then retired behind his
masters chair, from whence he
watched the play of the knives and
forks, and the progress of the choice
morscls from the dishes to the mouths
of the company, with kind of dark
and gloomy joy that was most inn
pressive.
"God bless you, old fellow!" said
Mr.. Pickwick
Same to you, my boy" replied
Wardle; and they pledged each other
heartily.
Mrs Wardle," said Mr. Pickwick,
we old folks must have glass of wine
together, in honor of this joyful event.
The old lady was in a state of great
grandeur just then, for she was sitting
at the top of the table in the brocaded
gown, with her newlv-married grand
daughter on one side and Mr. Pick
wick on the other, to do the carving
Mr.. Pickwick had not spoken in
very loud tone, but she understood
him at once, and drank off a full glass
of wine to his long life and happiness;
after which the worthy old soul
launched forth into minute and par
ticular account of her own wedding,
with a dissertation on the fashion of
wearing high-heeled shoes, and some
particulars concerning the life and
adventures of the beautiful Lady Toll
limglower, deceased at all of which
the old lady herself laughed very
heartily indeed, and so did the young
! ladies too, for they were wondering
among themselves what on earth
grandma was talking about. When
they laughed the old lady laughed ten
times more heartily, and said that
these always had been considered
capital stories; which caused them all
to laugh again, and put the old lady
into the very best of humors Then,
the cake was cut, and passed through
the ring the young ladies saved
pieces to put under their pillows to
dream of their future husbands on
and great deal of blushing and mer-
riment was thereby occasioned
"Mr. Miller" said Mr.. Pickwick to
his old acquaintance. the hard-headed
gentleman, "a glass of wine 7"
with great satisfaction, Mr.. Pick
WlCh, lcpllcu tHo hdi u-uetuou SeutlC-
man, solcmnly.
you'll take me in ~ said the be-
nevoeht old clergyman.
"And me-" interposed his wife.
And me, and me-" said couple of
poor relations at the bottom of the
, table, who had eaten and drank very
: heartily, and laughed at everything.
, Mr.. Pickwick expressed his heart
felt delight at every additional sugges-
5 ton; and his eyes beamed with hiar-
t ity and cheerfulness.
2 Ladies and gentlemen" said Mr..
I Pickwick, suddenly rising.
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