Out of the Hurly-Burly; Or, Life in an Odd CornerClark, Charles Heber
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Out of the Hurly-Burly; Or, Life in an Odd Corner
Clark, Charles Heber
American fiction -- 19th century; Humorous stories
Dr. Tobias Jones also had overcome his professional animosity to Mrs.
Magruder, and he was not only present, but he was conversing pleasantly
with that lady, probably upon the subjects of bilious fever and
aneurisms. Benjamin P. Gunn was there, bustling around among the guests
and paying especial attention to Bob. When I saw Gunn in earnest
conversation with the groom and caught the words, "in favor of your
wife, you know," I became aware of the fact that Benjamin was improving
the festive hour with an attempt to do a bit of business. Even Judge
Pitman was present, for Mr. Magruder liked the old man and was in a
gracious mood upon that day. I welcomed the judge heartily when, dressed
in a swallow-tail coat of a surprising pattern, he came up to me and
said,
"Splendid send-off for them young folks, ain't it? I tell you, they
didn't do things this way when me an' Harriet consolidated! We lived
down yer in Kent; an' when we were married by the squire, I give him
fifty cents an' then went out an' borrowed a waggin so's me an' Harriet
could take a little drive. We come up yer to New Cassel an' stayed two
days at the tavern, an' then drove back an' begun work agin, jes' 's if
nothin' oncommon had happened."
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"It was not the custom then, I suppose, to make a display on such
occasions?"
"No, _sir_! People hadn't no money to git up sich fodderin' as this yer.
They had to go slower. Still," mused the judge, "it's all right--it's
all right. Gittin' married's a big event; an' if you kin make a fuss
over it, you ought to. If my daughter ever tries it, I'll give her the
best I kin buy. A weddin' like this is nice all 'round, but the wimmen
in partickler is amazin' fond of sich things. If you'll excuse me, I
believe I'll try another fried oyster."
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There was another exciting time when Bessie, at last, came down in her
traveling dress and stood with Bob ready to depart. While the cabman
carried the trunks to the carriage, Bessie said her farewells. There was
a good-bye for mother, uttered with tears in the eyes of both of them, a
tender adieu to father, kisses for the women and a shake of the hand for
the men, and then they entered the carriage. We flung an old shoe or two
after them and waved our hands; and Cooley's boy gave them a parting
salute with a stone that shivered the carriage window. We watched them
as they went down the street, and saw, now and then, a handkerchief
fluttered toward us; then they turned a corner and disappeared.
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