The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1881-06-29
AWEDDlNG NIGHT SHIRT.

1t wasn't harQIy Tue Iatf Ihihs
that the boys did to Joe Thompson
The night he was to be married, but
the temptation was irresistible
They couldn't have helped II. to save
theif lives. TIL tell you how it was:
Joe was about the post fancy
dressed buck in the town-over nice
and particular "a regular Miss Nan
cy in manners, always putting on
airs, AMI more dainty and modest
than a girl, Well, when his wed
ding night came he was dressed to
kill, and his pants especially fitted
him as If they had been molds and
his legs candles, and run into them.
Tight was no name for them. Their
set was immense, and he was proud.
er than half a dozen peacocks. q
Aren't they nice, boys3" he asked
Of the two who were to be gentlemen
and see that he threw himself away
in the most approved fashion.
stunning! Gorgeous!'' replied
Tom Bennett. "Never saw anything
equal to them. But / say, Toe.
aren': they just the least bit tigbtY
1t strikes me that you'll have some
difficulty in bending, won't yon?'
"Pshaw, no! They are as easy as
an old glove. see!'
70 prove the matter, lie bent down
90 as to touch his patent-leathers,
when crack! crack2 followed like the
twin reports Of revolver.
"Thunder!' exclaimed Joe, as he
chpAa his hand behind and found
rent in the Cashmere from stem to
stern. "Thunder! the pants have
burst, and what shall do?'
| ~ should rather think they had .
answered Tom, getting purple in the
face, as he endeayored TO control his
laughter. "But there is no time I,
get another pair. 1t only want!
half an hour to outstanding up Time
and we have got mile to 60. TIT
carriage is waiting, too.''
| "Wbat shall ! do?-what shall
do9"
"rll tell you what, Joe, If min
would fit you. you should have then
and welcome, but they are about
mile too big-would sit like a shir
on q bean-pole. ! see no way but t
have them mended."
"Who can / get to do it, Tom?
"Well, l am something of tailo
} and can fix them so they won't shov
Hold on a minute and I'll get a nee
} die and thread y.
"Can you? May Heaven bles
: you!" -
"Of with your coat" commando
Tom, as he came back.
"Now, lay yourself over on IL
] bed and ] will fix you in sho
! order"
: The command was obeyed; u
pants mended; the coat-tails car
= fully turned over SO as TO conce
: the distress for rent" and ali wei
marry as a marrlage-bell until j
'.1followed his blusLing bride TO II
y nuptial couch.
There was only dim light in I
8, room, bat it enabled Joe, as
q glanced bashfally around, to see t
d sweetest face III the world, the 70
T. cheeks and ripe lips, the lovely a
't loving blue eyes, and the gold
u curls just peeping out from I
y snowy sheets, and he extinguish
d the light aud FASTENED to disro
as himself. OF came his coat, We
s. fancy neck-tie and collar, boots a
socks in a hurry, but somehow
TO pants stuck. The more be tried
re more they wouldn't come, aud
" tugged yainly for half an hour.
WIhunder!' exclaimed Joe.
" "What is the matter, dear?' ca
K in the softest of accents from
ID, bed, where somebody was wonder
To- if was ever going to come 70
ne arms.
Use 1t was moment Of desperate
'p' Joe was entirely overcome by
a'e situation, aud forgetting his ac'
no. toned baskGalness, blurted out:
ce molly, tIatcursed Tom Ben
orr has sewedl Is, drawers, 8
tiy and under ether."
mp at ia Is mon
n.y. dear" =
, in 4 littla
out Al fir
dress, tns
Of scissor