The Sentinel. [volume] (Trenton, N.J.) 1880-1882, 1881-08-06

From Dondra Head to Point Gala
mere-north, south, east, west-the
women won't look at you; that you
have found out long ago. Give up
hunting, then, in these oft-trod colonial
fields, and draw the home covers. Don't
you happen to know bonnie lassie in
your own Caledonia stern and Wild" or
pretty colleen in the oisle of shillelahs
and shamrocks. who would be glad to
share curry and rice with you? Go and
try those parts; if not, have haphazard
shy at where I hail from. the Channel
Islands. Spins-aye, and precious good
looking ones too-are as plentiful there
as cocoanuts are here, and maybe one of
them might be induced to clear out in
your favor. Failing those islets I know
of no other dodge than indenting upon
one of those cooperative associations,
which furnish everything, even to a
better half. But mind, old man, they
keep roster for foreign service in their
Offices; first lady on the list, plain or
pretty, first for duty; you pays your
money, but you don't take your choice.
"But these suggestions also were con-
sidered infeasible and put aside. Pres
emily, however, thought struck Nc
Pherson.
"Le Geste, said he, when I was a
boy there lived in the neighborhood of
my fathers manse widowed lady with
two or three then wee, very wee daugh-
tiers. From what l can recollect of
them their means were cramped, not to
say scanty, but they were of good blood
1 o7oI fOrr,, - h. oE.1Jro,,
eldest if my memory serves me, was
called Efie-Effie Needum-and prom
ised to be bonny, for can family recall
her blue eyes, faxen hair, rosy COM
plexion and imp little figure. If she
is alive she must be close on thirty for
it is many years since came out here a
STRIPPING and was Cuinna Doray -
Anglice, little master-on the Paycock
estate, as my kind employer styled that
property. Mrs. Medium knew me well
better, indeed, than I knew her. l
wonder if she and the BARNS be in the
land of the leal or the living
"Write directly and inquire
And Sandy did so, and ascertained
that his old acquaintance, Miss Fife
included, were still alive and proudly
bearing up against the res augusta donai.
Armed with which intelligence he once
again returned to LIE Geste.
"'It is all right now, Mac, said he !;
your course is as clear as day. Send
"chit' to materfamilias N; tell her that
you are well-to-do in the world, own
lands and cattle, men servants and maid
servants; that you want to settle that
as whipper-snapper you liked - no,
better say loved-Miss Efie, and ask
marry you. Above all things, though,
be sure and send your photograph !; you
are not such a very, very bad-looking
chap, Sandy, if you would only dress
like Christian and not like coolie.'
:" So the letter was written, submitted
| to LIE Geste's inspection, sealing, post
| ing, and in due course was received by
the Mediums, in whose little household
| it created no small amount of astonisll-
ment, and was much spelt and pondered
over, especially by the damsel most con
| cerned-still comely if even a some
| what passe body and who, after
while, consented to 60 out and wed her
sutton.
"'After all, mother DEAR she said,
'he has house and home for me; may
be, by-and-bye, f " you, too, Jennie; and
I'll do all can to help you. It's the
| best thing for me. And really, Mr..
McPherson-or I suppose I ought to
call him Aiexander-is yet young and
not bad-loolzing. Quite the contrary
very, very nice-looking. See the photo
| he has sent US.
"And Miss Jennie quite agreed with
her elder sister that Mr.. Mcpherson was
beauty.
"'Well, my BARNS, said the old lady,
Il can't gainsay you but that the por-
trait is winsome and douce enough; but
| as call to mind the boy Sandy. the
son of the minister, he was not nearly
SO seemly and well favored. But it is,
indeed, lang svne since I set eyes on
him, and likely he has got handsomer
as he got older; some men do
"Then, everything being settled,
Miss Medium accepted her kismet,
agree to go out, and her lover-open-
handed, honorable, true, as [ have al
ready told you he was sent the where
withal for passage and outfit.
| Auu peHuIuS Guo Iuduy, uIauy WeekS
that elapsed, and while the good ship
Queen of Serendib was sailing round
the Cape for her destination, change,
q radical change, came over the life and
habits of our bride-expecting friend.
He cast into the limbo of things done
with his coarse cumlies,' rough dun
garees and other country clothing, and
burst out into Europe muster linen,
tweeds and serges. He purchased
largely house furniture and knick-
knacks; he bought lady's horse and a
Peat's sidesaddle; he whose equine pro-
clivities had never extended beyond a
shaggy mountain pony, and tattered
and torn pig-skin. He told his old
flames and chums that he was going in
for the Benedict, and bashfully lis
tened to the rifles and jeers of the one,
and the chaff and laughter of the other.
"As the time for the arrival of the
Queen of Serendib drew nigh awful
were the fdgets of our hero /; and many
days before it was possible for that slow
and sure craft to reach her port he was
there walking about with big binoc-
ular in his hands, looking out seward