The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1880-11-04
[ Written for the Pickens Sentinel
, coIJRTING THE WRONG GIRL,
By NJ. g. Six.

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welcome. Fourteen boys and girls had met
together at the old homestead to attend the
wedding Of cousin Edith, Uncle Jacobs and
Aunt James eldest daughter. ...... :,
What glorious time we had with tho pic
MICS among the sand hills; the wagon, buggy
and horseback rides without, and tho games
dances, flirtations, and not least in Importance,
| the excellent fare within
What endless pranks the girls played upon
the boys, sailing our coffee, pinning sheets
together, and filling our beds with sand while
they retaliated in full, until one night the
boys capped the climax by emptying whole
bag of pigs into the girls room
Shrek after shrek resounded upon the mid
night air. Pigs and girls in concert until
Uncle Jacob and Aunt Jane, in night garb and
armed with tongs and shovel, rushed upon the
scene.
"Hallo ! Halo What's the matter?" shout
ed Uncle Jacob, while Aunt Jane, shielding
herself behind him, Cried 'Hush, dear girls,
we are ooming!''
''oh oh"' yelled q half dozen voices,
"something awful, dear Auntio, dear Uncle ="
"Why, the old Nich himself is let loose"
exclaimed Uncle Jacob, holding tho light high
above his head
''Pigs! Pigs Jacob" cried Auntio. "Dear
sakes, who would have thought it ?"
''Those miscrcants of boys, Jane; ha =! ha ="
and the old man laughed long.
"Horrid wretohcs ~ exclaimed the girls in
one voice.
'"rit for tat," replied Uncle; "you must
give and take, girls.'
'But this is loo serious Poor little Jano
Waring. who sleeps on The floor, had three to
run over her head. Shameful !"
II think ii is shameful" said Aunt Jane.
"Go after them, jacob
But we, the perpetrators, wero QUIETLY
tucked in bed and snoring innoccntly when he
arrived and punched us with the tones to
make us confess, wh.ch of course we did not
do.
In such antics and youthful pranks VIC man
aged to while away the time during the fort
night until the night of the wedding came on,
when half conccalcd behiud n large arm chair
in which reposed the ample form of Mrs.
Jonquillc, "gentlc giantess'' and universal
Aunt, watched the proceedings.
First came the pretty bride, in white, led
by the happy bridegroom, followed by gay
| groomsmcn and fair bridesmaids, in white
muslin. To my unsophiscalcd imagination
the far ones were quito angelic in appearance.
And how longcd to knock Harry down for
his importincnt appropriation cf May Fair
whose soft bltee eyes had mado sad havoc in
my heart during the past few days. SO dis.
tr"cted was at the unnecessary tenderness
of his gaze and ungcnllemanly devotion of
manner that did not hear n word of the Ger
cmony nor was conscious of its conclusion
until felt stropg grip upon my arm and
uarry's voice cxclaiming:
That arc you hiding for, man? Shake of
your bookishness and appear among the girls
Miss May Gcf"0iiy thinks you good look;ng'
l needed no second invitation, but succeed
ed, altho' with horrible misgiyings and terri.
bic pnlpitations, i'll making bow without
turning somorsault at the samo time, ant
soon found myself getting along swimmin 81,
under the angelic patronage q tho lovely
May, who seemed born to rescue fellows
houndering in the sea of bashfumess.
was in seventh heaven of delight anG
was just congratuiating myself upon tho sue
cessful way had numbered through auppe,
time, when, alas ! my confoundcd length O
limb came in contact with somebody's founct
as gracefully otfored glass of champagne
to my partner, and I was suddenly precipi
tated upon the broad bosom Of Aunt Jonauille
ooh Help!' shrieked that time honored
relic. "What does the fellow mean; oh |"
blundered an apology with the desperation
of man who meant suicide, and longed for
q humane earthquake to engulf the whole
party.
After supper the younger folks had games
music and sly firtatiosn, while the older, in
little cliques, discussed the merits of apple
jelley versus orange, retailed the choice bits
of scandal atloat and detailed all Of their
chronic and pet diseaseas.
| young lady from the city, meanwhile, was
| executing the most difficult of Cavatinas, tit.
| tering the softcst, most touching string of
Staccatoes, then rushing with the speed of o
whirl wind into wild walls and dismal shrieks,
boxing. racing and prancing upon tho key
board by way of accompaniment. .. .. ...
She had just startled and astounded her
audience ty succession of werd howls and
had reached pitch of frantic despair, when
the door burst open and wild eyed black
boy yelled Justify, "Tbe house be afire p
The piano young lady quietly tumbed on
the toor, while the greater part of the com