Just Got Married — 415
The following amusing incident took place upon one of the Ohio river steamboats:—While the boat was lying at Cincinnati, just ready to start for Louisville, a young man came on board, leading a blushing damsel by the hand, and approaching the polite clerk, in a suppressed voice; “I say,” he exclaimed, “me and my wife have just got married, and I’m looking for accommodations.” “Looking for a berth?” hastily inquired the clerk—passing tickets out to another passenger. “A birth! thunder and lightning, no!” gasped the astonished man; “we ha’nt but just got married; we want a place to stay all night, you know, and—and a bed.”