The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-05-19

fill de BILL an when 'scuss de matter wild
her she low she hahn no detection; dat
minister's wife am mos lubly an mos
holy calm But sist' Mericy say she hahn
no regler bdn' place, bein' lady what
mostly hiahs out SO de weddin' nd halter
be kinder privit, douten no kyards, no poun'
cake, no to-do OBJ no sawt
But dat sawter didn' suit me. l stole
my fus wife, hit bein' slave times, an /
jes had feeln' dat eff gwine marry
ergin l didn't want no sneakin off in de
dawk onbeknownst lax, SO l tole Sist'
MERCY dat Ell wuz enterin' de holy state
OBJ mattermony fur de good OBJ de church
(not meanin' no sinnywatons 'ginst de LADY,
II low de chu'ch ort to stand de spense, an
/ 'nounce at my next ointment dat dere
su'd be perseedin's OBJ mos onushal intrust
at my daughter Kyarline's de next Tuesday
night an all dem dat wux willin to fetch
poun' er so OBJ welcome needn' stan back
fur no fudder invite.
.tDey cotch on, an ebberwhah I went fur
de mex few days yo could smell de poun'
cakes an de fowls. De deacons dey all
seem mighty pleased an low hits de bes'
ting could er happened to de chu'ch, ineanin'
dat / wan gwine stay widow man no long
er. An Sist' Mercy she wuz jes' ez smil-
in ez basket oh chips; an l didn' no mo-
distrus' 'er den ! distrus' yo' honnah on de
bench. l made sho' she WIS straight goods
all wool an a yard wide an no spots.
$50 l hustle erroun' an scratch up de
money fur de license, a-feein' mo- settleder
an mo- contenteder den I is sence my tus'
wife went to glory
Here Uncle Hank paused, and a shadow fell
athwart his wrinkled face Tho judge sug-
gested:
did the wedding come off on time, Uncle
HANK"
| Uncle Hank wiped his brow refectiyely and
answered after some hesitation:
all cd ,NyIf
| ergin yo' mout say hit ddn', 'cordin' to de
way 20 look at de matter. Fun dis hea1
culud pusson's stan pint I'd say no, sab, de
weddin' didn' come off eerdn' to ointment.
my daughter Kyarline hab ebbert'ing
ready, an de way de pies an cakes an
! towels WIZ brung in beat de band. De
| 'rangement wuz dat Deacon Eli Smith, dat
white eyed seounnel ober dere forninst 70
/ honnah,'' and Uncle Hank glared at the
honnah, land Uncle Hank glared at the brother
/ menticned-''he wuz to fetch de bride an de
4 license TO Kyarline's at early candlelightln,
I an de weddin' I'D den perseed. Now, sab.
les dar's whah de Judas Scariat come in.
Didn't Deacon Smith bring the bride, I'M
Gle Hank?,' asked the judge with interest
.'Didn' he brung de brde?" And Uncle
Hanks eyes shot 1urld flames at Deacon
Smith over ''forninst" the judge. "Didn' he
brung de bride? Yes, sab, he brung de bride,
all TITLED off to kill. But when he draw dat
license me what yo' t'ink dat son Of
/ BE careful, Uncle Hank, admonished
the judge.
.What yo' t'ink dat white eyed hippercri.
done? Why, sab, he had his own name put
in de license to marry Miss Mericy Pender-
grass std OBJ mine, an TO T could git grab
on what wuz gwine on, / befn' teetotally Ham
busticated, he an Mercy stood up befo' de
preacher, an, sab, he had EN- married tight
an fas', an me settn' dere, wild my moui
open, plumb struck dumb. An dat ain al!
sab. When de surry-money wuz ODER, daa
vilyun-yes, sab, I said hit an stan ready
to pay de damage-dat yilyun come up to me
an say, he did:
~ Pears lax dere's little mistake in d.
: bridegroom but ez de bride said she puffel
me, an you wuz gwine inter de matter fur de
good OBJ de chuch, Brudder Hankins, dert
t needn' be no hahd feelins. Hahdn' we al
3 better set down to SUPPER
Eyes, sah OATS de prcppersishun he mel
$ me, standin' dere in my gal kyarline's house
wild my bride a-hangin' on his arm! An
, boss, ez said al de fus', ain muffin bu
flesh an blood eff is preacher. When h
| come at me dat erway an hit flesh obeE ne
7 dat he done stole my bride an now he's tryir
/ to steal my weddin' supper, de flesh got d
bes OBJ de sperrit jedge, an / let fly ct ds
t niger an'-you know de res Uncle Hani-
ms gave a satisfied glance at the court plas:
d ered muitilated features of, his treacherou
rival and sat down amid something tina
; sounded very like suppressed applause.
e Squire Bradbury took his quid of tobaec
e from his mouth, put on his most Inagisteria
e air and said:
after hearing the testimony the cour
!. is of opinion that this is a plain case o
e justifab1e assault sId that Parson Hankin
e only performed his simple duty in the prem
t ises. The prisoner is discharged. If Deacon
Eli Smith does not come UP promptly AM
e settle the costs in this ease, he can have tn
: pleasure Of spending his honeymoon in til
t workhouse. 7tT - -cI1sx