The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-10-26

settin' supper, she said; the suns drap-
pin; it'll soon be the edge er darkness.
The girl rose and went into the inner
room. A petulant frown crossed the mans
face, but passed leaving it ehlldishly
bright, as it had been before. The old
woman sat thinking fer some minutes,
then she said to me;
Il see how it ken be fixed I've bin
studin bout it; you ken see bout the
preacher jinin them" She looked at me
eagerly. You don't see no harm in their
bein' kin, do you, nor Bulge bein' foolish,
nuther?' I shook my head. She looked
pleased and said: &c in thar" pointing to
the inner room, ''ap' talk to Dochy bout
it"
I went into the kitchen. The girl had
lit the fire, and now stood stirring the con-
tents of big pot. The glow from the
pine wood softened her pinched features
and frightened her hair. l saw by this
| better light that she had an earnest brow
and an innocent mouth. When l asked
her if she would like to marry Bulge,
she answered Yes quite simple, contin-
uing to stir the meat and cabbage.
Presently Bulge came into the kitchen.
When Dochy explained to him what l had
proposed in regard to their union, he
laughed delightedly, showing his strong
teeth and two dimples. He nodded his
head many times to tell me of his will
ingness, and finished by kissing his sweet
heart on the cheek.
Before we left the cabin we had ar
ranged plan by which the two were to
| come down to our church in the valley,
| on the next Sunday. Neither had ever been
off the mountain, but Bulge could find his
way anywhere, Dochy said, with an air
of pride.
scarcely believed that Dochy and
| Bulge would venture down their noun
/ tain even to be married, but the next Sun
! day l found them at the church.
| Dochy. recognizing the Importance of
| the occasion, wore a Saline dress on which
! twined yellow snakes, their heads at the
| hem and the tails reaching her waist
! On her head was mans straw hat, such
as are to be had at country stores for a
nickel. II was frightened a the crown with
shoe string, and it's brim, measuring sew
eral feet in circumference, hid the upper
part Of her face. She seemed a little con-
| scious, but Bulge was supremely happy
and unembarrassed.
The young minister had on his surplice
and was just going to begin the ser
| vices when told him there was a couple
that wished to be married. His fair beard
! less face flushed at the delay, but he ac-
companied me to the church yard where
! Bulge and Dochy stood with the y~.ng
lady from Manchester. They spoke to MIN
civilly, but seemed to find him curious to
| look at. When told them he was to marry
them they talked together rapidly for a
minute, then Dochy turned to me:
Bulge says" she said "as how we
won't want to be jined by no CONAN 1t
won't pear 'xactly squar."
The young minister blushed painfully
Bulge nudged Dochy and said something
! else. Bulge says" she continued, "spe-
| cially when she whars breeches under
meath her coat, an them showin'r'
When assured of his sex they agreed to
be married by him, and Mr.. Lowell told
thew mi m ba
| when he had finished his sermon. Every
time there was a pause in the services
| the two arose and started toward the min
| ister who had to hurry on at breakneck
speed.
The church was crowded that Sunday
| The day was hot; some bumblebees had
| made a nest in the gallery, and droned in
a mesmericzmonotone; the light through
| the colored windows was subdued, and
| the congregation dozed Through the
| church there family echoed an unmistak-
able sibilant sound. We started to wake
| fulness, and saw that the groom, lifting
| the broad brim of her hat, had kissed the
BRIDE These demonstrations continued at
intervals throughout the sermon, until,
overcome by the fatigue of their walk
they fell asleep, her head on his shoulder,
and his resting on the crown of her hat.
When his sermon was over Mr.. Lowell
dismissed the congregation. The young
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then came down into the church. He
awoke the bride and groom and led them
to the railing.
Dochy did not take off her hat, holding
it with gentle persistence when Mr. Lowell
tried to remove it. And so the ceremony
began. The groom could not, and the
bride would not, make the responses; but
they smiled so happily at each other that
| formality was unnecessary. They had
| brought no ring and when asked for it
| they turned to us for help. By this time
every soul was interested in them, the
mans beautiful face and irresponsible at
| titude appealing to us all We looked
! anxiously at each other; a ring must be
| found. Bulge and Dochy stood facing the
| congregation, smiling contentedly, while
we questioned what should be done in the
emergency. At length the young lady
from Manchester solved the difficulty by
unlnking the little silver ring of her para
| sol.
Then the ceremony proceeded happily,
until the time came for the two to kneel.
| Bulge could not kneel because of his
wooden member, so he had to receive the
| blessing standing. And when Mr. Lowell
| pressed Dochy on the shoulder she would
| not bend; but when he increased the
| pressure she sank fat on the floor. her
little rough shoes, with their toes turned
in toward each other, straight out in
front of her. And in this attitude the ben
| nediction was given.
While the congregation was saying the
prayer I saw that Bulge was spelling to
Dochy on his fingers. AS soon as the
amen was pronounced She still sitting on
the floor, hid her face in her hands, and
said aloud:
"Oh, Lord, bein' as he carn't talk to
you hisself, Bulge have asked me to say
as he is mighty thankful to you for get
tin us jined An he says as how he'll
do anything for you ceptin what
takes tall1in', nor ken he do no steady,
Lord, don't you thing Bulge is bad Jest
walltn' (Budge amt strong on his leg,
bein' as he amt but one). an o, cause he
don't say his prayers; he would. onliest,
o. Lord, he carn't talk. And Bulge is
the best man in the world; an'-amen, o,
| Lord"
She pulled herself to her feet with the
aid of her husbands wooden leg, and they
walked down the aisle. After they had
received our congratulations, and the
young lady from Manchester had thrown
her bright silk scarf over Dochy's SER
pentine dress, they went out into the
church-yard, and, sitting on a fiat slab,
took off their shoes and stockings The
last we saw Of them they were trudging