The Squire said "that meant married wimin—arter the ceremony was over, that ere would be very legal and proper."
Mrs. Swipes said, "for her part, she thought the oath or-ter be put—it would be an awful thing to see a poor cretur forced into marriage."
Sister Abigail thought so, too.
Aunt Sonora hoped there wouldn't be nothin' did wrong, "so people could take the law on 'em."
Turtle said, "that they needn't any on 'em fret their gizzards—he was responsible for the la' of the case."
Bigelow then rose, and told the parties to jine hands, and while they were jined, he wanted the whole company to sing a psalm.
The psalm was sung.
Bigelow then commenced the wedding process. "Squire Longbow," exclaimed Bigelow—"this is your second wife, and some folks say the third, and I hope you feel the awful position in which you find yourself."
The Squire said "he felt easy and resigned—he'd gone inter it from respect to his woman who was now no more."
"You do promise to take this ere woman, to eat her, and drink her, and keep her in things to wear, so long as you and she lives."