Grand River times. [volume] (Grand Haven, Mich.) 1851-18??, 1852-01-20
"ADDRESS =" X. Y. H."

ADDRESS X. Y. H."
The Commercial Journal one day CHANGED TO
contain a couple of advertisements, each for q
very different purpose indeed from that Of the
other, to which was mutually appended direc-
ton for the individual who should respond to
them, to address X. Y. Il. through the post-office
1t might, and it might not have been very SIN
gular coincidence that the replies were directed
thus to be addressed in the same way; while it
certainly could not have been considered ut all
strange or ineXplicable if a very grievous or lu-
dicrous mistake had been committed in conse-
quence.
Jefferson Brown had himself inserted one Of
the advertisements in the Commercial Journal,
and duly paid for it. So far, so good. He had
thoughtlessly advertised for "partner with q
cash capital of at least $4,000" MIR. Brown,
be it known to the reader, was a man doing a
somewhat extensive business in the line of hides
and skins, and as his trade expanded with such
steady progress, and his cares multiplied cores
pondingy, he deemed it no less matter of pru-
dence than Of policy that the title of his busi-
ness should become more digni6ed by an addition
to the firm. Hence his advertisement.
The other advertisement in question was for
u wife. Her required acteristics-physical
moral and intelectual-were described as much
at large rs an ordinary newspaper advertisement
would permit; while it was insisted upon as a
sine qua non, that the lady should be possessed
of comfortable fortune Of her own.
Mr.. Jefferson Brown dropped in at the post
office one afternoon on his way to his boarding
house 10 tea--Mr Brown was yet bachelor
and inquired of the clerk if there was n letter
there directed to X. Y. Il. The attentive tide
waiter took from pigeon hole quite pile of
missves, and began running over their super
scriptions with great rapidity.
*. Y. H., sir, did you say :" inquired he, sud-
denly stopping in his search over the back of q
particular letter.
"That is the direction" triumphantly replied
Mr.. Brown, his eyes manifestly Frightening.
Taking the proffered document in his hand
he threw down the postage upon the same, and
hurredly left the office. Not until he reached
his own chamber did he attempt to get at the con.
tents of the epistle, desirous of there taking q
comprehensive and uninterrupted view of the
whole subject.
No sooner had he broken the seal and glanc-
ed over the page, than his suspicious were rous.
ed that the hand writing was that of female
To be sure the chirography was decidedly of Q
masculine cast, yet there appeared to be the run
ming smoothness of woman's pen through ev-
cry word that found its way into his eye.
The letter ran thus.
an. S. would be glad to have an interview
with x. Y. H." this evening at No. l27-
street. Inquire for Smith.
October ii, 49,"
at can't be ,oomanS hand!" exclaimed Mr.
Brown, again and again running his eyes over
the manuscript sand yet it does look good
deal like it, too. I'm fairly beat this time. But
will be punctual to the engagement this eve
ming. Inquire for Smith, eh! Not so very un.
common name, as that shall be afraid of for
getting it, though. Let me see. How is it go.
ing to sound! Brown g. Smith. At any rate
iii manage not to miss the chance of being
on the ground in full season. And not q word
said about the amount of money, either!
rather like that now. 1t looks wonderfully
like business to me! Inquire for Smith Well
I'll be sure to do so! !" and in this style he
suffered his truant tongue to run on' unchang
ed.
AT a conveniently seasonable hour after tea
he emerged from his quiet place of residence
attired in style that ut once betrayed excessive
care and particularly. Walking rapidly up the
street he soon reached the thoroughfare, and fol
time was lost in the crowding mass of human
beings.
By-and-bye, however, he turned up again, ant
was to be seen ringing the bell at the door, No
1877 - street.
ais Smith in p inquired he Of servant CIR
who answered his ringing summons.
"Yes, sir" was the maids response; "wil
you walk in this way, sir!'
Mr.. Brown, with palptating heart, followed
her into the snug little hall, and was ushered in
to much snugger and very cozy-looking littl,
parlor. Seating himself on the sofa that stretch
ed its proportions out so invitingly to him, h
awaited the entrance of the mysterious M. S.,
with whom he had formed on acquaintance onl,
through the very mysterious note which he ha'
received but few hours before.
He had kopt l,ie nositon in n mot mi lonUo