Helena weekly herald. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1867-1900, 1875-02-04
Henry WilberfOrce Brown, WidOwer.

He was at the Central Station last night, ii
cell No. 6. He wasn't drunk, and he looked
SO neat and clean that a reporter was led tc
inquire why he was detained as prisoner
Henry Wilbcrforce Brown is widower, 6;
years Of age, and lives in Kent county, where
he owns a farm. He arrived here on the
the Sunday night train for the purpose OF
hunting wife, and early Monday morning
he started out. He didn't intend to lose any
time, but as soon as he found the right sort
of a woman meant to 60 to justice, have
| the knot tied, and start for home.
AT the corner Of Woodward and jefferson
avenues he encountered a smart-lookinp
young girl, and he stopped her and said:
Miss, my name is Henry Wilberforce
Brown. am the father of three children.
have horses, COWS, and farm, and want a
wife. like your APPEAR
She jumped away from him and ran across
the street, and he decided that she wouldn't
make good wife anyway. He mcandered
up as far as Larned street before he saw an
other face that suited him, and he halted the
woman and said:
LADY, my name is Henry Wilberforce
Brown l am the father of three children.
own nice farm, have lots of money, and |
want to marry. You are mighty handsome
woman, and if you will say the word we'll
so and GIT =
"Sir!' she said as she stepped back; sir. .
you are drunken old fOOl!
''YOu wouldn't suit me-tOO much temper"
he replied, as he waved his hand and passed
on.
He was gazing at the city hall when port
ly female came sailing round the corner of
Michigan avenue, and the widower took off
his hat, made a low bow, and as she halted
and wondered who he was said.
Madame, am Henry Wilberforce Brown.
l am the father of three children, have horses,
COWS, and farm, and l am looking for
wife,"
"Sir!" she gasped, retreating little.
"Oh! no offense, Madame" he went on
81 am looking for wife, and parhaps you
can assist me- If so, Twill send you a hull
lot of produce to pay for your trouble. l
didn't want to marry you, because you are too
stout, and know that stout women ere often
as lazy as the day is long; but perhaps you
can tell me of some nice little
''You old wretch!' she shrieked. ''You
ought to be lashed to the bone with a raw
hide! If | could see policeman Cooking
around) I'd have you in jail III five minutes!'
Henry Wilberforcc Brown was somewhat
discouraged by his failures, but he concluded
that patience and perseverance would bring
around the Opera House block. He carefully
noted every passing female, and it was half
an hour before he found one to suit Hethought
he had, perhaps, been too bold with the 9TH
crs, and SO when he stopped this one he in
quired: ''Miss, you know lots of women in
Detroit, don't you?"
''What p she asked in amaZement.
''This is nice weather to 60 on bridal
tOur!" he continued. giving her powerful
wink with his left eye.
She ran into store, supposing Linn drunk
or crazy, and after little reflection he de-
cidcd that the bo]dest way was the best. He
would state his business frankly, and then if |
they didn't want to marry him there would |
be no time lost. He started for the market,
but on Monroe avenue he encountered an
other female whose face suited his idea, and
he walked right up to her and said:
''Miss, am the father of several farms, |
and my name is Henry Wilberforce Brown.
[ own three children, several COWS, and I |
want to find a.
''Police!' she screamed, striking at him
with her umbrella.
''Oh! no offense madam, if you are en-
yaged-
'Po-leece !" she shouted, fighting back
my name is Henry Wilberforce B."
le was going on, when several men grabbed
,im, and an officer came running up and tore
lis coat collar and Topped him around and
walked him to the station.
These, briefly told, are the reasons why
henry Wilberforce Brown occupied cell No.
last night.-Detroit Free Press
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