The story is told of a minor who
departed to go back east to obtain
a bride. In due course he returned
and built a cabin on an eminence near
near his gold claim.
For some reason that the local doctor,
Dan Ream, a mainstay of north star lodge,
could not fathom, he fell sick and died.
A proper funeral was given this minor...
After the services, the minor's young
bride heard a knock at the door, and
there stood the parson. Madam Melinda, he
said, for such was her name, I am a man of
few words. You know that the fair sex are
very scarce around these parts, and so I
have come to ask you to become my wife.
Kind Sir, said Melinda, I very much
appreciate your offer, but I am afraid you
are just a mite late. You see, the undertaker
already has asked me at the funeral.