The shock was effectual, -- never again was Lieutenant Seaforth known to act the part of a somnambulist. One by one, his breeches, -- his trousers, -- his pantaloons, -- his silk-net tights, -- his patent cords, -- his showy greys with the broad red stripe of the Bombay Fencibles were brought to light, -- rescued from the grave in which they had been buried, like the strata of a Christmas pie; and, after having been well aired by Mrs Botherby, became once again effective.
The family, the ladies especially, laughed; -- the Peterses laughed; -- the Simpkinsons laughed; -- Barney Maguire cried 'Botheration!' and Ma'mselle Pauline 'Mon Dieu!'
Charles Seaforth, unable to face the quizzing which awaited him on all sides, started off two hours earlier than he had proposed -- -he soon returned, however; and having,at his father-in-law's request, given up the occupation of Rajah-hunting and shooting Nabobs, led his blushing bride to the altar.
Mr Simpkinson from Bath did not attend the ceremony, being engaged at the Grand Junction Meeting of Scavans, then congregating from all parts of the known world in the city of Dublin. His essay, demonstrating that the globe is a great custard, whipped into coagulation by whirlwinds, and cooked by electricity, -- a little too much baked in the Isle of Portland, and a thought underdone about the Bog of Allen, -- was highly spoken of, and narrowly escaped obtaining a Bridgewater prize.
Miss Simpkinson and her sister acted as bridesmaids on the occasion; the former wrote an epithalamium, and the latter cried 'Lassy me!' at the clergyman's wig. -- Some years have since rolled on; the union has been crowned with two or three tidy little offshoots from the family tree of whom Master Neddy is 'grandpapa's darling,' and Mary-Anne mamma's particular 'Sock.' I shall only add that Mr and Mrs Seaforth are living together quite as happily as two good-hearted, good-tempered bodies, very fond, of each other, can possibly do: and, that since the day of his marriage Charles has shown no disposition to jump out of bed, or ramble out of doors o' nights, -- though, from his entire devotion to every wish and whim of his young wife, Tom insinuates that the fair Caroline does still occasionally take advantage of it so far as to 'slip on the breeches.'