HOW SHE GOT MARRIED.

Kumara Times, Issue 1448, 19 May 1881, Page 2

HOW SHE GOT MARRIED.

Justice alley had hardly been opened to legal business one morning when a sleigh, containing seven or eight pei> sons from beyond the city limits, drove up to the door o£ a popular Justice and piled out with an air of business. His Honor was poking up the fire when an old man beckoned him into a corner and whispered; “ Got a job of splicing here for ye. My daughter Sarah is going to hitch to that chap there with the blue comforter, and then we’re going out to have some oyster’s.” “ All right—all right,” was the re* ply, and in two minutes the official was all ready. The man with the blue comforter peeled his overcoat, laid aside his hat, and extended his hand to Sarah. “I won’t do it, I’ll die first!” she said as she shrank away. “ She’s a little timid—a little timid!” exclaimed the old man, while the mother rebukingly observed ; ‘ “ Sarah, don’t you make a fool of yonrself here. William will make a good husband.” “ And don’t you forget it,” added William ; “ Come, Sarah.” “ I won’t unless we can go to New York on a bridle tower,” she snapped. “ You’d look nice bridle-towering round New York with no better duds than you’ve got,” said the mother. “ Now, Sarah, you stand up and git married.” ' “Be keerful, mother—don’t make ’er mad,” warned the old man. “ Now, Sarah, if ye back out everybody will laff at us.” “ I don’t keer I I want to travel!” “Sarah, I’m yer father, aint If’ “ Yes, dad,” “ And I’ve alius been tender ov ve 1” “Yes.” “ Then be tender of me. I want to see ye married to William. You can’t have a tower, nor a diamond ring, nor a set of furs, but I’ll buy you a pair of new gaiters. William will pay for the oysters, and I’ll see that mother divides up the dishes and the bedding with ye. Sarah, do yer want to see my grey hairs bowed down f’ “ No-o-o.” “ Then don’t flunk out.” “ Will they be two-dollar gaiters f ’ she asked. “ Yes.” “ And all the oysters we can eat.” “ Yes, all you can stuff.” “ And a tower next .Fall, if wheat does well 1” “ Yes.” “ Then I guess I will. Come, Bill, I don’t keer two cents for you, but I want to oblege father.”