--On Wednesday night last, the Rev. Philip Courtney
, of this city, celebrated his eighty-first birth-day, at his residence on Church Hill
Besides a few friends, Father Courtney
was surrounded by three children, two grandchildren, and two great- grandchildren, all of whom enjoyed the reunion with unusual zest.
But few men in this community are so generally known and so well beloved as Mr. Courtney
; and no minister in the State
has joined as many couples in the bonds of wedlock.
Even on his anniversary birth-night he was called upon and married two couples, and sent them on their way rejoicing.
Many amusing circumstances, connected with his duty as Parson, have occurred in the life of Father Courtney
, one of which we give.
Some years since a jolly Jack
tar, rigged out in blue jacket and white trousers, with a buxom lass hanging upon his arm, appeared at Mr.
C.'s residence, license in hand, and desired to be spliced.
Inviting the two into his parlor, the usual rites were performed, and the bride and groom departed.
A year or two after, Mr.
C. was accosted in the street by poor Jack
, who groaning beneath his load of troubles, reminded him of the visit and the lassie, and asked to have the knot untied.
C. good humoredly remonstrated with Jack
, but finding that his mind was fixed on a separation, informed him that he could not undo what he had done, and directed him to the Legislature for relief.
, however, took another tack, and cut-stick.