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New Zealand Times, Volume XXXI, Issue 4802, 12 August 1876, Page 1 (Supplement)

A couple from the country came to the city yesterday, procured a license, and were married in duo form. They left in the afternoon train for home. They attracted the attention of every person by their lavish display of affection. The young man kept his arm. tight around the bride’s waist, as if he was afraid she would vanish before he knew it; and she didn't seem to care if he hugged her right along for half a day. She was so terribly homely that everybody wondered how he could love her, and by-and-by he seemed to to think that an explanation would be in order. He borrowed a chew of tobacco of a man near the door, and remarked, “ I’m going to hug that girl all the way home, though I know she isn’t purty.” “I wouldn’t,” briefly responded the man. “And that’s where youd fool yourself,” continued the young man. « When I’m hugging a hundred acres of clean, nice laud, with forty head of stock on it, I can make the homeliest girl in the world look like an angel to me.”— Augusta, Ga., Chronidt and Scniind,