"Moses is also married."
"He is?" exclaimed Tom, in astonishment.
"Yes; he is married notwithstanding his dread of the female sex."
"How did it ever happen?"
"By the death of his father, Moses became a landed proprietor, and is the owner of a fine farm in a high state of cultivation. Several enterprising young maidens endeavored to make an impression on his heart; but he could not be induced to go into their society until, on a certain occasion, there was a rural festival in the neighborhood, called an apple-butter boiling."
"Did Moses go to that?"
"He would not have gone had not some waggish young farmers first put him in an abnormal condition, by the consumption of a considerable quantity of hard cider. The cider imparted a wonderful degree of courage, and Moses went to the festival, where he soon found himself surrounded by rustic beauties. Moses drank more cider and became more courageous. Finally, as he sat in a corner with a pretty maiden, he popped the question."
"He did?"
"The young maiden said 'Yes' with a sweet smile, and looked so pretty that Moses kissed her."
"Great thunder!" cried Tom.