Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1862-02-07
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My Attempt at Match Making
BY GEORGE e. LYMAN.

had silently watched my aunt for an
hour-my Aunt katherine, who sat 81
lcntly by the window with her sewing.
Through the light meshes Of the lace
curtail.s the bright sunshine came in and
fell upon her soft dark dress, smooth
hair, and pretty white neck, while the
fresh breeze. floating in through the open
window, blew into bloom carnation pink
upon her checks And sitting there in
the breeze aud sunshine, | saw that my
Aunt katherine was very handsome. At
first thought it very strange | had never
noticed that fact before; but 1t was not
strange, for children never think anything
about their parents or guardians looks,
except that they be pleasant or unPlcas-
ant, and was little more than child
Ever since could remember, Aunt kath-
erine. with her dark dress, smooth hair,
aud gentle ways, had taken care OF me;
aud when grew into u tall girl OF hi
teen, old enough to 20 to kissing parties
and have young beau, she watched over
me still. She was my mother, my COM
pan;on, my friend, never realized my
+ orphanagc or want Of other kin, but had
been the same careless, light-heartcd,
merry girl ever since | could remember
that | vas ON the june morning watch
Ell her at work in the sunlight. She
locked up a, last.
Adlc, isn't it most school time y
she inquired.
les, auntic, am going in minute !;
but first tell me -
What, child
why you never We're married
" Because | never liked anbody well
enough to marry him. Now 60 aud get
ready for school.
She smiled as she spoke, and after Il
glance at her lace | smiled, too, and ran
off up stairs to get my bonnet and satch-
el. Coming down stairs again, put my
head in at the sitting-room.
j Aunt katherine ,,
"Well?'
:" Ii you found anybody whom you lik-
ed well enough, wouldn't you marry
him ? -
- don't know-I suppose 50. Why,
what in the world has got into your head,
Addie ,"
| laughed, slammed the door, bounded
through the hail into the road. Half way
to the school.house met my teacher, Mr..
Chas Devercux.
Good morning, Miss Addie, Recita-
tions all ready
es, sir, answered, and he passed
on ahead. | sauntercd on slowly, think
ing of my Aunt katherine. thought it
would be nice plan for her to be marri-
ed The next thought was, who could
she marry
/ There were only half dozen unmar-
ried middle-aged men in the Village
Aunt Katherine was twenty-scven, and Of
course she wouldn't marry very young
man. | rapidly enumerated the halt
dozen eligible ones and their suitability
for my plan. Lawyer Hyde, thirty, rich,
aristocratic. and stingy. Mr.. Leighton,
thirty.6ve, handsome, good, well off, but
4 widower and | have heard Aunt kath-
crime say she didn't like widowers. Mr.
/ Person. twenty-elght, handsome, wealthy,
but too fast she would not like him.
Mr.. Jarvis, thirty-six, small, grabbed,
and unbearable generally. Mr.. Howe,
too homely to be thought of; and Cap
tain Haynes, with yellow, bushy whiskers,
and nine thousand dollars worth of mort
gagged property, which he is always talk
ing about, worse yet. Rather sorry
array.
Just then tho school bell rang, and |
went in to my books and Mr.. Charles
Devereux--aged twenty-eight, handsome,
intelligent, well educated, and unmarried.
The class in intellectual philosophy was
called first, and though | had carefully
committed my lesson to memory the eve
ming before, my late thoughts had quite
driven all remembrance Of 1t from my