Dick: Very noble of you. And what did the old gentleman say?
Tom: He says: “Take her, young man; I can’t live with her.”
Dick: Ha, ha! And you took her?
Tom: I did. I took her for better or worse, and got the worst of it.
Dick: Too bad! But who gave the bride away?
Tom: Her little brother.
Dick: Her little brother? I never heard of such a thing. The father usually gives the bride away.
Tom: The old man never said a word. It was her little angel-faced brother. He told everybody that she had a cork leg. It was an awful case of give away.
Dick: Then I suppose you took a bridal tour?
Tom: No; I felt more like taking an ax to her.