This is a diary entry from my Great-great grandfather Barabus T. Billard on when he got married:
"Cold with snow on the ground. Towards night I went down neck* and took a wife unto myself during the evening."
* "Neck" meant down a road to his wife's family farm.
I can only imagine what the actual proposal sounded like. I find it interesting that he began with the weather and then didn't even mention his wife's name.
To be fair, I have read some of his letters from the battlefield to his wife Maria Jane, and he definitely showed a softer side in those writings.