The Sun.
London, England, 1844-10-16 00:00:00

HINTS TO WIFE HUNTERS.

Under this head the Dublin Freeman's Journal
gives an account of an unfortunate denouement which
attended an advertisement inserted in a Dublin paper
some time since. The adVertisement was from a
gentleman in search of a wife, and dressed up in the
usual style of such productions. " Fortune,' said the
advertiser, "is not absolutely requisite," but he had
no objection to from 5001. to 1,500/. if thrown in by
way of" tilly" with the sought-for bride. That sum
could be settled on the lady for " pin-money." The
whole statement concluded thus :—"The utmost
honour and secrecy may be relied on—none but prin-
cipals will be treated with, and the applicant must send
her credentials in her own handwriting." It so hap-
pened that the document met the eyes of a gentleman
who resides at S— M—, who was able, by the help
of a " crow quill," to imitate the lady's
," choice
Italian" hand; he thought it would be a capital joke
to answer the advertisement. He accordingly did so,
stating that he was a lady, and possessing all the re-
quisites to make the wooer happy. The fair one
announced that she would walk on the Strand at
Sandymount on a certain day (weather permitting),
and would be dressed after a certain fashion, at the
same time requesting the gentleman to carry a bouquet
of flowers in his hand, in order that she might more
easily recognise her expectant inanzorato. In the
meantime the writer had apprised his " five hundred
friends, who were on the ground," to see the fun.
The appointed evening came, and as the time of the
assignation drew nigh the utmost anxiety prevailed,
but at last suspense was relieved by seeing a gentle -
man emerging from a covered car, who was dressed
in the pink of fashion, and sure enough he had a bou-
quet, and such a bouquet ! Poor Reeves never ex-
hibited a greater when enlivening us with his comical
"Agricultural Wife." On he marched amid the sup-
pressed laughter of the inhabitants of the neighbour-
hood, for by that time the dogs of the town were
aware of it. He poked his head and his daisies under
the bonnet of every lady he met, and ran reveral risks
of being slapped in the face for his intrusive curiosity.
At last a lady did come ; sure it must be her. " The
dress is like," muttered he, "it must be her." The
lady in question, who was a stranger, and ignorant of the
affair, had been walking with her brother, who, stopping
to speak with some friends, had permitted his sister
to proceed on her walk. The " Ccelebs in search
of a wife" walked directly up to the lady, presented
his miniature flower-plot, and with a low bow said,
"My dear, is it you ?" The lady passed on, fol-
lowed by her new admirer, who became very impor-
tunate, and, although warned several times to " be off,"
he persisted, until in the act of saluting her fair hand,
he was saluted himself a tergo, and this was followed
up by several smart applications of the brother's
stick over his shoulders. This brought him to his
senses—a rencontre succeeded, and the stickwasinaL
cn with greater violence amid a scene of the
the
boisterous mirth from the hundreds who were in
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gentleman The
ing in
F street, near one of the squares. He got into
his covered cart, and drove away amid a hurricane of
laughter. We are led to believe he has not heeded a
hundred other answers to his advertisement.

The Rev. B. C. Kennicott, 8.A., of Oriel College,
Oxford, and Curate of Woodhorn, has been appointed
by Sir Robert Peel, upon the recommendation of the
Bishop of Durham, to the district of All-Saints, Monk-
wearmouth, recently created under the Church Endow-
ment Act. The Episcopal Chapel, in Broad-street,
Monkwearmouth, will be the chapel for this new district,
INhich comprises the townships of Monkwearmouth and