The Sun.
London, England, 1864-06-20 00:00:00

Another Matrimonial Hoax,

A few weeks ago an advertisement appeared, signed by
a young lady who adopted the name of " Pauline' stating
that she was desirous of finding a suitable partner. This

announcement attracted the attention of an enterprising

young Irishman, who is employed as a clerk in a large
establishment at Leeds. He replied to the advertisement,

stating that he was a young man of 22, that his prospects
were favourable, and that he was anxious to ally himself
in matrimony with a lady apparently so eligible as the fair
Pauline described herself to be. This delicate epistle he
addressed to Kathkeale, in Ireland, to the address named
in the advertisement, but instead of using a plain enve-

lope, he enclosed his reply in one of the busine se
envelopes of the firm. The letter duly travelled to Ire-
land, and no such personage as Pauline having been dis-
covered, it was duty returned through the Dead Letter
Office. The cashier of the firm at which M. M— was
employed opened the letter bag one morning, and saw this
epistle, and also observing that the envelope bore the busi-
ness address of the firm,he opened it,and discovered John's
secret. By way of trifling with the tender affections of the
clerk, who was ruling up certain entries in the ledger at the
opposite desk, he heartlessly determined to play John a trick.
Several choice spirits were taken into the secret, and as the
result of their deliberations, a lady at Leicester was induced
to personate the fair Pauline, and this faithless female actu-
ally wrote to Mr M—, inviting him to meet her at Manchester.
Scene, the secluded area of the Victoria Station; time:one
o'clock p.m. Our broth of a boy hastened to keep tryst, but,
to his great disappointment, no Pauline presented herhful
self.
A few days afterwards be received a very self-rep
roac
letter from disconsolate Pauline, in which she earnestly
apologised for not being able to keep the engagement, and
arranged to meet him at Liverpool last Saturday. Our young
Irish friend swallowed the bait, and off he set for Liverpool.
His destination was Frederick-street. Arrived at that dc.
lightful locality, John asked of a decent-looking Irishman
if he knew where No. 165 was. "Oh,
yes," said his brother
from Erin, "it is a public house " " Then perhaps you
are aware whether a pretty girl called Pauline B—_
lives there ?" asked our simple-minded Leods friend.
"'Pon my soul," answered his friend, " that I cannot
say, be gorrah," John : "If you will go and ask the
question I have no objection to stand a drain." Murphy:
"Faith, is it courting you are? trooth I will go and see."
Murphy soon returned from the gin-palace, with the
welcome intelligence that Mr J. from Leeds, was
to walk in. Arrived in the house, our friend was warmly
welcomed by a Liverpool gentleman, who had been let into
the secret, and whom, for the sake of particularity, we will
call Mr Jones. The enamoured swain—" I believe you
have a young lady, a Miss Temple, residing here ?" Mr
Jones----" Yes, we have, but she is out at present, but will
return in a few minutes—pray sit down." Mr M— :
Then she expects me ?" Mr. Jones : " Oh, yes, she ex-

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pacts a gentleman to call." Mr M-- : " Then I will
trouble you to
ring for a glass of good stone ale." Mr
M-- obtained his beverage, and at this moment a num-
Int of gentlemen entered the room by one door, and a bevy
of ladies by the other, until some fifty " friends" of the
bride expectant were present. Mr Jones then opened
the ball by introducing Mr M-- as the gentle-
man from Leeds who had come to look after their Pauline,
and the inamorata was received with a welcome more en-
thusiastic and overpowering than what he had bargained
for, During a brief lull, Mr Jones read a doggrel poem on
the subject of Mr M--'s disappointment, upon which the
latter made a dash for the door, hut this had been previously
secured, and the bashful young Irishman was handed back
to his chair. Then commenced the fun. Mr M-- first
turned pale, then flushed with anger, as verse after verse of
his Lament were recited,
and then he was adjudged to pay
glasses round. The youthful Irishman's heart at length
failed him. lie shed bitter tears, invoked the aid of the
police, but, alas I these guardians of the peace were not
to be found. Mr -- then said, " Pray lac me out ; I
have only half-a-crown, which you shall have, and I cau
get home with my return ticket." His quondam friends
declared he must fork out a crown, and ou his declaration
of his inability to produce a coin of that denomination, the
ruthless friends of the deceitful Pauline called out for the
whitewash and the brush. Mr - now became thorougbly
alarmed, and be threw his half-crown on the table, but this
was speedily "recited " in drink. Then commenced the
spree. The women seized our Hunslet friend, dragged him
about the room, disarranged his hair which had been beau-
tifully curled and scented, and tormented him until he
bellowed again with pain and rage. At length he was al-
lowed to "make tracks" for the railway station, but the
Mohawks were in his rear, and they chased him relentlessly
through the streets. A " bobby," who turned up
when he was not wanted, thought Mr - must be a thief,
and attempted to arrest him, but Johnny, like a second
Johnny Gilpin, distanced all his pursuers, and wended his
way to Leeds,—Leeds Times,