On Thursday the bells of the old parish church rang merrily ding!-dong!!-ding!!! and the happy couple were married, our old and respected Rector officiating; assisted by his Curate, Rev. Mr. ----, and all the parish was gay from one end to the other.
A few hours after the ceremony had taken place, whilst the happy couple were feasting on all of the very best with their friends and relations, a stranger, fat and greasy, and looking like a master or journeyman butcher in his Sunday clothes, and about forty years of age, and black whiskers, made his appearance, and not being acquainted with the occasion that brought the party together, without hesitation exclaimed, loud enough to be heard by all in the room, "Well, brother-blade, you are a lucky fellow! the business about Sal Saunders is all settled to our satisfaction, the lawyer made a good job of it for you, poleaxed the lot on the other side in prime style, and skinned 'em alive, so you may now return home to Whitechapel and put on your blue apron and steel."--The company stood aghast, the bride fainted, and all was confusion. At length it came out that the newly-married man had a wife and four children at home, and that his visit to the above town was in consequence of a woman swearing a child to him. In the midst of the confusion which this discovery occasioned, the bridegroom and his brother slaughterman from Whitechapel--which is in London--made a sudden retreat, and--have not since been heard of.
CRUEL SEDUCTION: DREADFUL WARNING TO ALL YOUNG WOMEN IN THIS NEIGHBOURHOOD TO BEWARE OF YOUNG MEN'S DELUDING AND FLATTERING TONGUES.
The following melancholy account of her cruel seduction and desertion by her base lover was forwarded to that very worthy man Mr. ---- a churchwarden, well-known and respected by all in this neighbourhood by Miss S----h W----r, the night before she committed suicide.
Young lovers all I pray draw near, Sad shocking news you soon shall hear, And when that you the same are told, It will make your very blood run cold.
Miss S----h W---- Is my name, I brought myself to grief and shame, By loving one that ne'er loved me, My sorrow now I plainly see.
Mark well the words that will be said, By W---- E---- I was betray'd, By his false tongue I was beguil'd At length to him I proved with child.