An interesting feature of small town newspapers is the sense of humor that tends to get injected into the stories.
Add to that the "everyone knows everyone" factor usually involved, and this can make for some very interesting reading!
The town of Moores Hill, Indiana is a small town founded by my 4th-great grandfather, Adam Moore. Adam, and his wife, Judith, had several children. Two of his sons were John C. Moore and my 3rd-great grandfather, Levin Smith Moore.
I am still doing some research into these two families, but I do know a few facts already. I have seen several records that list Indiana Ruth Dowden as the wife of John C. Moore. Also, I know that Levin was married to a Dowden, before his marriage to my ancestor, Mary R. Sparks. I have not discovered yet how the two Dowdens were related. They might have been sisters or cousins, I am still researching this.
I found this short poem in a book entitled Cotton's Keepsake: Poems on Various Subjects. The author/poet wrote on several topics in various forms, but he had a chapter that he titled "Hymeneal Punnings".
According to the book, Alfred J. Cotton was both a preacher and a judge. With these two occupations in a small town, I am sure that his name was on many of the marriage records! In fact, he is listed as the justice of the peace on Levin & Mary Ann's marriage records.
This paragraph, found at the beginning of the chapter, sums up how these "punnings" were a regular part of the marriage process in Moores Hill!
~ "Judge Cotton, of Dearborn County, Indiana, has for many years enjoyed a very liberal hymeneal patronage. The young people flock to him to be joined in one, and he does the business with a grace and ease that does honor to him. After it is over, he writes out the marriage notice and sends to the paper for publication, often appending very happy remarks." (p. 131) ~
Below, you will find the "punning" remarks that he had to say regarding the Moore brothers, and the Dowden ladies:
Add to that the "everyone knows everyone" factor usually involved, and this can make for some very interesting reading!
The town of Moores Hill, Indiana is a small town founded by my 4th-great grandfather, Adam Moore. Adam, and his wife, Judith, had several children. Two of his sons were John C. Moore and my 3rd-great grandfather, Levin Smith Moore.
I am still doing some research into these two families, but I do know a few facts already. I have seen several records that list Indiana Ruth Dowden as the wife of John C. Moore. Also, I know that Levin was married to a Dowden, before his marriage to my ancestor, Mary R. Sparks. I have not discovered yet how the two Dowdens were related. They might have been sisters or cousins, I am still researching this.
I found this short poem in a book entitled Cotton's Keepsake: Poems on Various Subjects. The author/poet wrote on several topics in various forms, but he had a chapter that he titled "Hymeneal Punnings".
Title page of Cotton's Keepsakes |
Andrew Johnson Cotton |
According to the book, Alfred J. Cotton was both a preacher and a judge. With these two occupations in a small town, I am sure that his name was on many of the marriage records! In fact, he is listed as the justice of the peace on Levin & Mary Ann's marriage records.
This paragraph, found at the beginning of the chapter, sums up how these "punnings" were a regular part of the marriage process in Moores Hill!
~ "Judge Cotton, of Dearborn County, Indiana, has for many years enjoyed a very liberal hymeneal patronage. The young people flock to him to be joined in one, and he does the business with a grace and ease that does honor to him. After it is over, he writes out the marriage notice and sends to the paper for publication, often appending very happy remarks." (p. 131) ~
Below, you will find the "punning" remarks that he had to say regarding the Moore brothers, and the Dowden ladies:
JOHN C. MOORE AND RUTH DOWDEN, LEVIN S. MOORE AND
MARY ANN DOWDEN.
MARY ANN DOWDEN.
These fair young ladies, full well I know,
Had goods and cash in store,
In great abundance one would think,
but still they wanted MOORE.
Well, more they got, I know that, too, but still as 'twas
before---
They were unhappy all the time unless they could have
MOORE.
My saucy muse now I don't choose to hear "one single word
more"
If you don't mind, right soon you'll find yourself kicked out
the door. (p. 141)
In conclusion, I have to say that this poem might mean just a chuckle or two to other people. But for the descendants of Adam Moore's sons, this is quite a treasure! In fact, I think that this poem, matted and framed might just make a nice Christmas present.
What do you think?
Source:
Cotton, Alfred Johnson. Cotton's Keepsake: Poems on Various Subjects. Applegate & Co., 1858.
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