CHAPTER V.

THE WEDDING.

The year 1781 was remarkable in the history of Kentucky for the immense

emigration from the east into its territory of unmarried females. It

appears, in looking over the records of the time, as though some mighty

barrier had hitherto kept them in check, which, being removed, allowed

them to rush forward in overwhelming force, like to the pent up waters

of some stream when its obstruction suddenly gives way. Whatever this

hitherto obstruction or barrier may have been, we do not pretend to say;

but the fact itself we record as we find it chronicled in history. The

result of this influx of females into a region almost wholly populated

by the opposite sex was one, as will readily be perceived, of great

importance to the well-being of the embryo state; and was duly

celebrated by the rising generation, in a general jubilee of

marriages--one following fast upon another, like drops of rain in a

genial summer shower; and, to extend the simile, with an effect by no

means less productive of fertility, in a long run, to the country round

about.

A wedding in those days was an affair of great importance to the

neighborhood of its location; and was looked forward to by old and

young--the latter in particular--as a grand holiday of feasting,

dancing, and general rejoicing. Nor can this be wondered at, when we

take into consideration the fact, that, in the early settlement of the

country, a wedding was almost the only gathering, as they were called,

which was not accompanied with some laborious employment--such as

harvesting, log-rolling, and the like. Occasionally there might be some

dissatisfaction felt and expressed by some, who, from some cause or

another, chanced to be left out of the almost general invitation; in

which case a special resentment not unfrequently followed. This was

accomplished in various ways--sometimes by felling trees, or placing

other obstacles across some narrow portion of the horse-path by which

the wedding party were advancing, thereby causing considerable delay for

their removal--sometimes by ambushing and firing a volley of blank

cartridges at the party in question, so as to frighten the horses, by

which means more or less were frequently injured, by being thrown to the

ground--and sometimes by shearing the manes and tails of the horses

themselves, while their owners were being occupied with the feast, and

the dance, and the gay carousal of the occasion. But to proceed.

The morning of the day set apart by Isaac Younker, as the one which was

to see him duly united to Peggy Wilson, came in due time--as many an

important one has both before and since--without one visible sign in the

heavens, or otherwise, to denote that any thing remarkable was about to

happen. In fact it might be put down to the reverse of all this; for,

unlike the generality of wished-for days, it was exceedingly fair,

balmy, and beautiful. The sun rose at the expected time, large and red,

and saluted the hills and tree-tops, and anon the vales, with a smiling

light, as though he felt exceedingly happy to greet them again after a

calm night's repose. The dew sparkled on blade and leaf, as if with

delight at his appearance; a few flowers modestly uncovered their

blooming heads; a few warblers of the forest--for although autumn had

nearly half advanced, some had delayed their journey to the sunny

south--sung gleesome songs; and altogether the morning in question was

really a delightful one.

The family of the Younkers were stirring betimes, making the necessary

preparations for their departure, and looking out for the expected

guests; who, according to the custom of the period, first assembled at

the residence of the groom, to proceed thence in company with him to

the mansion of the bride, which place they must always reach in time to

have the ceremony performed before partaking of the dinner prepared for

the occasion. For this purpose, as the distance to the house of the fair

intended was not unfrequently considerable, they generally came at an

early hour; and as Isaac's fair Peggy was not likely to be visible short

of a ten miles' ride, his companions for the journey accordingly began

to appear in couples before his father's dwelling, ere the sun was an

hour above the hills.

Isaac, on the present occasion, stood ready to receive them as they

rode up, arrayed in his wedding garments; which--save a few trifling

exceptions in some minor articles, and the addition of five or six metal

buttons displayed on his hunting frock in a very singular manner, and

a couple of knee buckles, all old family relics--presented the same

appearance as those worn by him during his ordinary labors. And this,

by the way, exhibits another feature of the extreme simplicity of the

time--and one too highly praise-worthy--when the individual was sought

for himself alone, and not for the tinsel gew-gaws, comparatively

speaking, he might chance to exhibit. Necessity forced all to be plain

and substantial in the matter of dress; and consequently comfort and

convenience were looked to, rather than ostentatious display. All at

that day were habited much alike--so that a description of the costume

of one of either sex, as in the case of their habitations, previously

noted, would describe that of a whole community.

"Let the reader," says a historian, in speaking of the manners and dress

of those noble pioneers, "imagine an assemblage of people, without a

store, tailor, or mantuamaker within an hundred miles; and an assemblage

of horses, without a blacksmith or saddler within an equal distance. The

gentlemen dressed in shoepacks, moccasins, leather breeches, leggins,

linsey hunting-shirts, and all home-made. The ladies dressed in linsey

petticoats, and linsey or linen bed-gowns, coarse shoes, stockings,

handkerchiefs, and buckskin gloves, if any. If there were any buckles,

rings, buttons or ruffles, they were the relics of old times--family

pieces from parents or grandparents. The horses were caparisoned with

old saddles, old bridles or halters, and packsaddles, with a bag or

blanket thrown over them--a rope or string as often constituting the

girth as a piece of leather."

But to our story:

Since leaving Isaac in the preceding chapter, after his important

announcement, as therein recorded, he had been by no means idle. The two

days immediately following had been spent by him in riding post-haste

through the surrounding country, to inform his friends that he was on

the point of becoming a married man, and require their presence at the

appointed hour and place of ceremony. The rest of the time (Sunday of

course exempted) had been carefully husbanded by him in making all due

preparation; and he now stood before his expected guests with the air

one, to use a common phrase, who has not been caught napping. For each,

as they rode up, he had a friendly salutation and familiar word; and

inviting them to dismount and enter, until the whole number should be

arrived, he led away and secured their horses to the neighboring trees.

In due time the last couple made their appearance; and having partaken

of some refreshment, which was highly recommended and presented by Mrs.

Younker herself--whose tongue, by the way, had seen no rest for at least

two hours--the whole party, in gleeful spirits, prepared to mount and

set forth on their journey. Even Algernon, as he assisted the graceful

Ella into her saddle, and then sprung lightly himself upon the back of

a high mettled, beautiful steed by her side, could not avoid exhibiting

a look of cheerfulness, almost gaiety, in striking contrast to his

habitual gloom. And this too produced a like effect upon Ella; who,

mounted upon a fine spirited, noble animal, and displaying all the ease

and grace of an accomplished rider, with her flushed cheek and sparkling

eyes, seemed the personification of loveliness. Her dress was

exceedingly neat, of the fashion and quality worn in the east--being one

she had brought with her on her removal hither. A neat hood, to which

was attached a green veil, now thrown carelessly back and floating down

behind, covered her head and partially concealed a profusion of

beautiful ringlets.

The company at length being all mounted, Isaac took it upon himself to

lead the way; for the reason, as he alleged, that having traveled the

ground oftener than either of the others, he of course knew the best and

nearest path to the abode of Peggy Wilson. Algernon as groomsman rode

next with Ella; followed in turn by the father and mother of the groom;

and then in double file by the whole company--talking, laughing and full

of glee--to the number of some fifteen couples. Turning the corner of

the house, they forded the streamlet previously mentioned, crossed the

valley, and ascended by a narrow horse-path the opposite hill, leaving

the canebrake some distance away to the left.

In those days a road--or at least such a highway as we of the present

so denominate--was a something unknown; a few horse-paths, so termed,

traversing the country in various directions--narrow, oftentimes

obstructed, and sometimes dangerous. Over one of this latter class, as

before said, our wedding party now wended their way, in high spirits;

sometimes riding at a brisk trot or gallop, where their course lay open

and clear, sometimes walking their horses very slow, in single file,

where the path, winding across craggy bluffs, among rocks and trees,

became very narrow and unsafe. Twice, on this latter account, did the

gentlemen of the company dismount and lead the horses of their partners

for some considerable distance past the stony and dangerous defile, by

which means all accidents were avoided. When they had reached within

a mile of their destination, Isaac drew rein and all came to a halt.

Turning upon his saddle, with the air of a commander of some important

expedition, he sang out in a loud, shrill voice;

"Well, boys and gals, here we ar--this here's the spot--who's agoing to

run for the bottle?"

"Whoop! yaho! give way thar!" was the answer from a couple of voices in

the rear; and at the same instant, two young men, separating from their

partners, came bounding forward, on two blood horses, at break-neck

speed.

"Stop!" thundered Isaac, as they came tearing up to where he was sitting

astride his beast; and obedient to his command, the two individuals in

question reined in their impatient steeds, hard abreast, close by his

side. "Well, ef you arn't a couple o' beauties, then jest put it down

that I don't know," continued Isaac, eying them coolly from head to

heel, with a quizzical, comical look. "You'd both on ye average two

decent looking fellars--for whar Seth Stokes is too long, Sam Switcher

arn't long enough; and whar Sam Switcher's got too much, Seth Stokes

han't got nothing."

A roar of laughter, in which both Seth and Sam joined, followed Isaac's

closing remarks; for besides partaking of the ludicrous, none could deny

that his description was correct. The two worthies in question were

certainly two very singular looking beings to be brought together for a

race, and presented a most laughable appearance. The one bearing the

poetical appellation of Seth Stokes, was long, thin and bony, with sharp

features, and legs that reminded one of a carpenter's compass; while his

companion, Sam Switcher, was round-favored, short in limbs and stature,

and fat almost to corpulency--thus forming a contrast to the other of

the most striking kind.

As soon as the laugh at their expense had subsided, Isaac again sang

out: "Squar your hosses' heads thar--get ready, boys--now clippet, and

don't keep us long waiting the bottle! for I reckon as how some on us

is gitting dry. Yehep! yahoa!" and ere the sound of his voice had died

away, down came the switches, accompanied by a terrible yell, and off

went horses and bottle-riders--over stumps, logs and rocks--past trees

and brush, and whatever obstacle might lie in their course--with a speed

that threatened them with death at every moment; while the others

remained quietly seated on their ponies, enjoying the sport, and

sometimes shouting after them such words of encouragement as, "Go it,

Seth!" "Up to him, Sammy!" "Pull up, legs!" "Jump it, fatty!" so long as

the racers were in sight.

This race for the bottle, as it was called, was a peculiar feature for

displaying the horsemanship and hardy recklessness of the early

settlers; as a more dangerous one, to both horse and rider, could not

well be imagined. That the reader may form a clear conception of what it

was in reality--and also to destroy the idea if any such may have been

formed, that it existed only in our imagination--we shall take the

liberty of giving a short extract from the author already quoted. In

speaking of the foregoing, he says:

"The worse the path--the more logs, brush, and deep hollows, the

better--as these obstacles afforded an opportunity for the greater

display of intrepidity and horsemanship. The English fox-chase, in point

of danger to the riders and their horses, is nothing to this race for

the bottle. The start was announced by an Indian yell; when logs, brush,

muddy hollows, hill and glen, were speedily passed by the rival ponies.

The bottle was always filled for the occasion, so that there was no use

for judges; for the first who reached the door was presented with the

prize, with which he returned in triumph to the company. On approaching

them, he announced his victory over his rival by a shrill whoop. At the

head of the troop he gave the bottle first to the groom and his

attendants, and then to each pair in succession to the rear of the line,

giving each a drachm; and then putting the bottle in the bosom of his

hunting shirt, took his station in the company."

In something like a quarter of an hour, the clatter of horses' feet was

heard by the company, the rival-racers presently appeared in sight, and

all became anxious to learn who was the successful runner. They were not

long kept in suspense; for advancing at a fast gallop, the riders were,

soon within speaking distance; when a loud, shrill whoop from Seth

Stokes, announced that in this case success had at least been with the

long, if not with the strong.

"How's this, Sammy?" cried a dozen voices, as the rivals rode up to the

party.

"I don't exactly know," answered the individual addressed, shaking his

head with a serio-comical expression; "but stifle me with the night-mar,

if ever I'm cotched riding a race with death on horseback agin."

This allusion to the bony appearance of his companion, caused a roar

of laughter at the expense of the winner, in which he good-humoredly

joined. According to custom, as previously mentioned, the bottle was

presented first to Isaac, and then passed in regular order through

the lines--Algernon and Ella merely putting it to their lips without

drinking. When this ceremony was over, the party resumed their

journey--no less merry on account of the whiskey--and by half an hour

past eleven o'clock, all drew rein before the door of Abijah Wilson,

the father of the fair intended.

Here another party, the friends of the bride, were waiting to receive

them; and after some few introductions, much shaking of hands, and other

demonstrations of joy, the announcement was made, that the squire was

ready to perform the ceremony. Instantly all talking was suspended, the

company proceeded to form into a half circle, and then all became silent

and solemn as the house of death. Isaac presently appeared from behind a

coarse, temporary screen of cloth, hung up for the occasion--the house

having no division save a chamber over head--leading the blushing Peggy

by the hand, (a rosy cheeked, buxom lass of eighteen) both looking as

frightened and foolish as could reasonably be expected. Behind the bride

and groom came Algernon, in company with a dark-eyed, pretty brunette,

who performed the part of bridesmaid. Taking their several places, the

Squire, as he was termed--a man of forty--stepped forward, and said a

few words concerning the importance of the present event, asked the

necessary questions, joined their hands, and pronounced them man and

wife. Then followed the usual amount of congratulations, good wishes for

the future happiness of the married pair, kissing of the bride, and so

forth, in all of which proceedings they differed not materially from

their successors of the present day.

About half an hour from the close of the ceremony, the guests were

invited to partake of a sumptuous dinner, prepared expressly for the

occasion. It was placed on rough tables made of large slabs, supported

by small, round legs, set in auger holes; and though there was a

scantiness of dishes--and these in the main consisting of a few

pewter-plates, several wooden trenchers, with spoons of like material,

interspersed with some of horn--and though the scarcity of knives

required many of the gentlemen to make use of those carried in their

belts--yet the food itself was such as might have rejoiced an epicure.

It consisted of beef, roasted and boiled--pork, roasted and

fried--together with chicken, turkey, partridge, and venison--well

flanked on every side by bread, butter, and cheese, potatoes, cabbage,

and various other vegetables. That it was both acceptable and palatable,

was sufficiently proved by the hearty, joyous manner, in which each

individual performed his or her part, and the rapidity with which it

disappeared. The dessert was composed of two or three kinds of pies and

puddings, washed down (at least by those who chose so to do) with

whiskey. Great hilarity prevailed--particularly after the introduction

of the bottle. Immediately dinner was over, the tables were removed, the

fiddler was called for, and the dance commenced, which was to last till

the following morning. The dance was opened by Isaac and the bridesmaid,

with another couple--beginning with a square four, and ending with what

was termed a jig. From this time forth, until the party separated, the

poor fiddler experienced but little relaxation or comfort--unless in

being encouraged, occasionally, by a refreshing salute from the lips of

Black Betty; a being of no greater intellect, reader, than a bottle of

whiskey.

Some two hours after dinner, the father and mother of Isaac announced

their intention of forthwith returning home; and, although seriously

pressed to tarry longer, shortly after took their leave of the

company--Mrs. Younker adding, as a farewell speech, "That she hoped to

gracious Peggy'd jest make Isaac as good a wife nor she had Ben, and

then thar wouldn't never be no need o' having trouble;" and wound up by

quoting the Rev. Mr. Allprayer as the best authority on the subject.

Younker stood by her side, calmly heard her through, and then shrugging

his shoulders with a very significant expression, walked away without

saying a word, to the great amusement of the whole assemblage.

As to Algernon, he seemed to take no delight in what was going forward;

and though he participated somewhat in the dance, yet it was evident to

all observers that his mind went not with his body, and that what he did

was done more with a design of concealing his real feelings, than for

any amusement it afforded himself. When not occupied in this manner, or

in conversation, he would steal away, seat himself where he was least

likely to be observed, and fall into a gloomy, abstracted mood; from

which, when suddenly roused by some loud peal of laughter, or by the

touch and voice of some person near, he would sometimes start and look

around as one just awakened from a frightful vision. This gloomy

abstraction, too, appeared to grow upon him more and more, as the day

settled into night and the night wore on, as though he felt some dreaded

calamity had been hanging over, and was now about to fall upon him. So

apparent was this toward the last, that even the most careless began to

observe, and make remarks, and ask questions concerning him; and some

even proceeded to inquire of him regarding the state of his health. His

answers to all interrogatives now became so brief and abrupt, that but

few ventured to address him the second time. Whatever the cause of his

present gloomy state of mind, it was evidently not the ordinary one--at

least not wholly that--for never before had Ella (who was in the habit,

since their acquaintance, of observing him narrowly) seen him in such a

mood as now. It was, perhaps, one of those strange mental foresights,

peculiar to certain temperaments, whereby the individual is sometimes

warned of impending danger, and feels oppressed by a weight of

despondency impossible to shake off.

This serious change in the appearance of Algernon, was not without its

effect upon Ella. Naturally of a tender, affectionate, and sympathetic

disposition, she could not feel at ease when another was suffering, and

particularly when that other was one standing so high in her estimation

as Algernon Reynolds. Naturally, too, possessing light and buoyant

spirits--fond of gaiety where all were gay--she exhibited on the present

occasion the effect of two strong but counteracting passions. Her

features, if we may be allowed the comparison, were like the noon-day

heavens, when filled with the broken clouds of a passing storm. Now all

would be bright and cheerful, and the sun of mirth would sparkle in her

eyes; and anon some dark cloud of dejection would sweep along, shut

out the merry light, and cast its shadow drearily over the whole

countenance,--or, to use language without simile, she would one moment

be merry and another sad. Toward the last, however, the latter feeling

gained the ascendancy; she appeared to take no further share in the

merriment of the dance; and had any watched her closely, they might

have guessed the cause, from the manner in which she from time to time

gazed at the pale face of Algernon.

Meantime the dance went bravely on, Black Betty circulated somewhat

freely, and the mirth of the revelers grew more and more boisterous.

Taking advantage of a slight cessation in the general hilarity, about

nine o'clock in the evening, and while the fiddler with some of the

party were engaged in partaking of refreshment, Seth Stokes, encouraged

doubtless by the inspiration he had received from the whiskey, stepped

boldly into the middle of the apartment with the bottle in his hand, and

said:

"Jest allow me, my jollies, to give a toast."

"Harken all! A toast--a toast--from the long man o' the bony frame!"

cried the voice of Sam Switcher. A laugh, and then silence followed.

"Here's to--to Isaac and Peggy Younker--two beauties!" continued Seth.

"May thar union be duly acknowledged by the rising generation o' old

Kaintuck;" and the speaker gravely proceeded to drink.

"Bravo! bravo!" cried a dozen voices, with a merry shout, accompanied

with great clapping of bands; while Isaac, who was sitting by his new

wife, arose, blushed, bowed rather awkwardly, and then sat down again.

"Isaac! Isaac!--A toast from Isaac!" shouted a chorus of voices.

Isaac at first looked very much confused--scratched his head and twisted

around in a very fidgetty manner,--but presently his countenance

flushed, and a smile of triumph crossing his sharp features, announced

that he had been suddenly favored with an idea apropos. This was

instantly perceived by some of the wags standing near, one of whom

exclaimed:

"I see it--it's coming!"

"He's got it!" said a second.

"I knew it--I'd ha' bet a bar-skin he'd fetch it," cried a third.

"Out with it, Ike, afore you forget it," shouted the fourth.

"Hold your jabbering tongues--!" cried Isaac, in vexation. "You're

enough to bother a feller to death. I'd like to see some o' the rest on

ye cramped up fur a toast, jest to see how _you'd_ feel with all on 'em

hollering like." A hearty laugh at his expense was all the sympathy poor

Isaac received.

"Give us the bottle!" resumed Isaac. "Now here goes," continued he,

rising and holding Black Betty by the neck. "Here's to the gals o' old

Kaintuck--Heaven bless 'em! May they bloom like clover heads, be

plentier nor bar-skins, and follow the example o' Peggy, every mother's

daughter on 'em!--hooray!" And having drank, the speaker resumed his

seat, amid roars of laughter and three rounds of applause.

By the time this mirth had subsided, the fiddler struck up, and the

dance again went on as before. Some two hours later the bridesmaid, with

two or three others, managed to steal away the bride unobserved; and

proceeding to a ladder at one end of the apartment, ascended to the

chamber above, and saw her safely lodged in bed. In the course of

another half hour the same number of gentlemen performed a like service

for Isaac--such being customary at all weddings of that period.

During the night Black Betty, in company with more substantial

refreshment, was sent up to the newly married pair some two or three

times; and always returned (Black Betty we mean) considerable lighter

than she went; thus proving, that if lovers can live on air, the married

ones do not always partake of things less spiritual. About three o'clock

in the morning, Algernon and Ella took leave of the company and set out

upon their return--he pleading illness as an apology for withdrawing

thus early. The remainder of the party keep together until five, when

they gradually began to separate; and by six the dancing had ceased, and

the greater portion of them had taken their departure. Thus ended the

wedding of Isaac Younker--a fair specimen, by the way, of a backwood's

wedding in the early settlement of the west.

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