The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1894-12-17

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crowd, but let him look his fill at her.
That was her only consolation. II they
tried to mako her bodily over TO Mr..
Pasco, he was close at hand. and Miss
Lucy and Marse Bert looking in at the
window, ready to give him countenance
for her protection.
At last the march began. Two by
two, a man and woman, they came into
the small clear space before her and
moved around singing:
My Lord called Sister Marthy.
Sister Marthy would not answer.
Sister Msrthys into dc gyarden,
Tallrin erbout my Lord.
Five minutes of slow, heavy stamp
ing; then came q wild whirl to
Oar war bans o. music,
Oar war bans o. music,
Oar war bans o. music
Rumblin fro de sky.
Then the words died away tn wild
groaning shrek, with tempest Of foot
falls under it. The marchers formed q
wheel with the women in the center
and whirled at top speed inrfront of and
up to tho poor distracted queen. The
pastor camc, too, with an oily smile,
and put his buggy whip in her hand,
saying: "Now, Miss Permoely, hit
your king and lemme set him down up
yere side you. Hit is not good fer
'ooman ter be erlone, de Scripture says.
Now, shet your eyes an hit de nex' who
'er passes With that he seemed to
release the whip, yet adroitly flung the
lash around Pasco's neck. Instantly
there went up great laughing shout,
and by the time Nicely had drawn one
sobbing breath the teacher was beside
her, holding her hand. The preacher
had drawn q book and folded paper
from his pocket and was beginning to
read that the document authorized him
to solemnize matrimony betwixt Caesar
Augustus Pasco and Pamela Mills.
Out from the wonder stricken crowd
came a shrill cry: 1000! you vilyun!
] hain't dead yetp'
The next minute a small and vicious
looking Daughter of l Will Arise
streamed up to the throne, clutched the
royal bridegroom and shaking him till
his teeth chattered cried out: II mar
ried dis yere slab sided, low down, no
count triflin fly up dc creek two years
ergo. up to Nashville, an took in wash
in ter spote i'm so he might go ter
school an git book sense ernough ter be
or preacher. An dis is whut gifts fer
it. Fine um yere tryin ter marry er
gal at don amt um an does ant some
body else. / been KNOWN ever sence
he runned away he was mean rs gar
broth thickened wild tadpoles, but l
never did thought he'd come quite ter
sech or pass as dis
Mr.. Barker put on his most judicial
aspect. Pascos countenance betrayed
his guilt. Nevertheless the minister
asked:
SIS this woman your wife, Brother
Pasco?'
81 married her once. but / was
minor then, and 1 propose to get me
divorce next spring-as soon, in fact, as
school is out" Mr.. Pasco said, calling
all his grammar TO his aid.
"Den you better wait till you git IL
fore you try ter marry agin," Pete
Meacham said, catching his rival round
the waist and sending him sprawling
or the hoor Then he gathered the sob
bing Nicely in his arms and turned to
face the preacher saying: "Mr. Pas
chure, my boss is got license for me ter
marry dis Same little gal. Git um from
him, please, an tic dc knot right yore.
] wus gwine steal her rs wo went home,
but don't wantor take no mo- risks er
losin 'er."
Then wonderful thing happened
THE party outside came in and stood in
n half circle, back Of Pete and Nicely,
until they were made one, when
grave gentleman, whom nobody quite
knew, stepped in front Of Bert Wilmer
and Lucy Leo, and in less time than it
takes co " ito IL they had likewise en-
tered the holy estate of matrimony.
Pete and his bess, 10 seemed, had plan
ned double runaway. The happenings
OF the evening only precipitated the
crisis.
Aunt Charlotte and Mrs. Lee in time
became rcconciled TO their sons-in-law,
but the church meeting has never yet
ventured upon another queen of Christ
mas.
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