THEY WANTED TO WED.
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Walked Twenty-eight Miles for a License Mostly Barefooted.
Walked Twenty-eight Miles for a License Mostly Barefooted.
The old maxim, “it takes all kind of people to make a world,” was strikingly illustrated on Wednesday, remarks the Somerset Herald, when David B. Nunnemaker and Catharine Fink appeared before Register-and-Recorder Cover and asked for a marriage license. The would-be groom gave his age as thirty-nine years while the bride to be acknowledged to twenty-seven summers. Nunnemaker is a sparsely-built man, with hair prematurely grey and the flushed cheeks that betokens to hard work in the mountain air.
The bride, short of stature, but of spacious girth and two hundred and twenty pounds of solid flesh and bones, smiled approvingly when Mr. Nunnemaker boldly made his business known and tossed a silver dollar upon the table, after the license was properly filled up and handed to him.
“We live in Ogle township,” said the happy swain, “and when we made up our minds to get married we thought it best to come right to the court house, so that there would be no mistakes made. We walked all the way from home, a distance of some twenty-eight miles, most of the way in our bare feet, but we got here at last, and now we want to be married.”
Afterward it transpired that the couple had but fifty-nine cents when they arrived in town, the balance of the dollar having been contributed by a friend. A number of hastily-summoned guests at the wedding contributed a purse of $1.01 for the justice’s fee.
~ Jeannette Dispatch, 08-Jul-1898, Page 8, Column 2
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