Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1875-01-09
Henry wiiberforce brown, Widower.


He was at the Central Station last night in
cell No. 6. He wasn't drank, and he looked
so neat and clean that 4 reDOrter was Led to
inquire why he was DETAINED as a prisoner.
Henry Wilbcrlorce Brown is a widOwer. G3
years of age, and lives in Kent county, where
he owns farm. He arrived here on the
Sunday night train for the purpose Of hunt
ing Wife, and early Monday morning he
started out He didn't intend To lose time
but as soon as he found the right sort of a
woman he meant 10 go To a justice, have the
knot tied, and start for home.
AT the corner OF Woodward and Jefferson
avenues he encountered a smart looking
young girl, and he stopped her and said:
Miss. my name is Henry WilDerfoTce
Brown. i am the father Of three children
have horses, cows, and a farm, and want
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 meandered
up as far as Larned street before he saw an
other face that suited him, and he halted the
woman and said:-"Iady, my name is Henry
Wilberforce Brown. l am the father of three
children, own nicefarm. have lots of money
and 1 want to marry. You are n mighty
handsome hand One, woman: and IL you will say the
Sir" she said, a. she stepped back; L" sir.
" You wouldn't suit me-toO much tenn
PERI he replied, and he waved his hand at
her and passed on.
He was gazing at the City Hall when a
pOrtly female came sailing around the cor
took of his hat, made . low bow. and as She
halted and wondered who he was. he said:
d" Madame, am Henry WilberfOrce Brown
/ am the father OF three children. have
horses, COWS and a farm, and am looking
Tor a wife,
sir" she gasped, retreating little.
'Oh no offence, madam!" he went on. 81
am looking for wife, and perhaps you can
assist me. Ifso, l will send you q hull lot of
produce to pay for your trouble. / didn't
want TO marry you. because Won are too
stout, and L know that stout women are
often as lazy as the day is long; but perhaps
you can tell me Of some nice little"-
ought TO be dashed to the bone with a raw
hide! If L could see a policeman docking
around) I'd have you i'm Jail in five minutes!"
Henry Wilberforce Brown was Somewhat
discouraged by his failures, but he concluded
that patience and perseverance would bring
him success before noon, and he walked
around the Opera House block. He carefully
noted every passing female, and ii was half
an hour before he found one TO suit. He
thought he had, perhaps, been too bold with
the others, and so when he stopped this one
"Miss, You know lots OF women in Detroit,
don't you?''
What" Th9s = she she asked 5 in amazement,
tower!' he continued, giving her a powerful
wink with his left eye.
She ran into a store, supposing him drunk
or crazy, and after a little reflection he de-
cided that the boldest way was the best. He
would state his business frankly, and then If
they don't want 10 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, i am the father of several farms
and my name is Henry Wilberforce Brown.
i own three children, several cows, and
want to find a"
"Poiice!" she screamed, striking at him
with her umbrella.
"Oh! no offence, madam; if you are en-
gagei-r
MY name is Henry Wilberforce B." he
was going on, when several men grabbed
him, and an officer came running up and tore
his coat-collar and Topped him around and
walked him to the station.
Thus, briefly told, are the reasons why
Heniy Wilberforce Brown, widower, occu-
pied cell No. 6 last night