Grand River times. [volume] (Grand Haven, Mich.) 1851-18??, 1857-08-19
Finding a Husband.
BY PEGGY NJ.

Finding Husband.
BY PEGGY NJ.
"Unce, may | ride Milo" | said one
bright June morning, as he sat at the break
fast table.
"Ride Mo?"
| eyes. It's such beautiful day
''But ho'll throw you"
''Throw mci'' And laughed merrily and
incredulously. "Say yes, dear uncle" | con
tinued coaxingly, 'there's no fear, and I'm
dying for a canter."
you'll die of canter, then," he retorted,
with his grim wit, "lor he'll break your neck.
The horse has only been ridden three times,
twice by myself aud once by Joe."
"But you've often said was better rider
than joe" Joe WAS the stable boy "Thats
good uncle, now do" And l threw my
arms around his neck and kissed him.
For knew by experience, that when did
this generally carried the day. My uncle
tried to look stern; but saw he was relent-
ing. He made last effort, however, to de-
ny me.
"Why not take Dobbin?' he said
"Dobbin | cried sold, snail-paced Dob
bin, oil such morning as this One might
as well ride rocking-horse at once"
"Well, WE'LL" he said, ''if | must, L must.
You'll teaze the life out of me if you don't
have your way wish you would get hus-
band, you mink, you are growing beyond my
control"
"Humph! A husband. We'll, since you
say so, I'll begin to look about for one to-day"
"fIe'll soon repent Of his bargain" said my
unele; but his smile belied his words. You
are short as pie-crrst, if you can't have your
own way. There" seeing was about to
speak, $50 and get ready, while tell Joe to
saddle Milo. You'll set the house afrc if
dou't send you off,
Milo was soon at the door, a gay, mettle-
some colt, who laid his ears back as | mounted
and gave me vicious look did not quite
like.
"Take care" said my uncle. ats not too
late yet to give it up"
wss piqued.
81 never give up anything" | said.
"Not even the finding of husband, ell p
"No I'll ride right down to the poor
house and ask old Toney, the octogenarian
pauper to have me; and you'll be forced to
hire old Poll Wilkes to cook your dinners"
Aud as [ said this, my eyes twinked mis-
chievously, for my uncle was an old bachelor
who detested all strange women, and held
an especial aversion 10 Poll Wilkes, a sour old
maid OF forty-seven, because, years ago, she
had plotted to entrap him into matrimony.
Before he could reply gave Milo his head.
John Gilpin, we are told, went fast, but
went faster. And it was not long before
the colt had it all his own way At first |
tried to check his speed; but he got tho bit
in his teeth, and all could do, was to hold
on, and trust to tiring him out. Trees, fen
ces and houses went by us like wild pigeons
on the wing. AS long as the road was clear
we did we'll enough, but coming suddenly to
blasted oak that started out spectre-hke,
from the edge of wood, Milo SHE'D, twisted
half round, and planted his fore feet stub
bornly in the ground. did not know | was
falling, till felt myself in mud hole that
lay on one side of the road. Here was fine
end to my boasted horsemanship! But as
the mud was soft, | was not hurt, and the
ludcrous spectacle presented soon got the
upper hand of my vexation. "a fine chance
Ihave of finding husband in this condition, "
! said, recalling my jest with my uncle. "It
| could find some mud-nymph, / might have
Il chance" And began to pick myself up,
"Shall help you?" suddenly said deep,
rich, manly voice.
looked up and saw young man, the
suppressed merriment of whose black eyes
brought the blood to my checks, and made
me for an instant, ashamed and angry
But on glancing again at my dress, could
not help laughing in spite of myself | stood
in the mud at least six inches above the tops
of my shoes. My riding skirt was plasterct
all over, 50 that it was almost impossible tc