The Penn's Grove record., 1886-04-24
A CLEVER MATCHMAKER.

declare that nothing SnOulu ever urag
me out of England, it seems too utterl!
ridiculous to admit that, had it no
been for a most lucky accident, IshoulC
to-day have been on board the hanga
roo on my way out to Australia. The
whole story is so absurd that d.
not know whether L like to write it
down, People Will never believe that
l am telling the truth. Connie Purdit
maintains that 1 was q mean, scheming
girl; but there-she is Jealous, so l dc
not mind what she saysi Hattie too
nv dear old chum Hattie-will persisl
In laughing slyly at me, and assuring
me she has moderated my talents. She
does it only to tease, though, 30 l dc
not mind her either. But there
shall never tell my tale if | do not be-
ginl
1t was ten weeks ago; mamma, Win
ME, and / went to Lady Weir's party
and a very stupid party it was too-or
at least, it would have been If we haC
not met Mr.. Glynne. There vert
scarcely any men in the room-heapS
and heaps of girls, and no introductions
Every one knows what that means,
How miserable some Of the girls looked
poor things, perched round the room
IN uncomfortable rout-seats, and talk
ing to no onel
/ always make a point of talking tC
mamma and Winnie on occasions like
these, pretending to myself that they
are strangers. 1t is astonishing how
easily one manages to amuse oneself
when one does this. We had been II
the room about half an hour, when
Winnie drew my attention to a tall,
soldierly-looking man who was leaning
against the door, watching, as we fanci
ed, with rather envious eyes.
"That man would like to come ovel
here and find out what we are laughing
at" said Winnie.
"Why don't you cross the room and
introduce yourself to hImp" 1 asked
blandly. 'Meritorious desires should
not be left ungratided."
Winnie shrugged her shoulders dis
painfully.
"Why doesn't he make the dowageI
Introduce himPn she retorted. q
would if 1 were in his place!n
AS though in answer to this speech
OF my sisters. the stranger almost i'm
mediately moved forward and sale
something to Lady Weir. The nexi
minute he was standing in front of us
being formally introduced-notto Win
ME, but to me.
miss Boulton-Mr. Glynne."
1 bowed, and, as in duty bound be-
1xo@ foIIrinD IN him rnONluIn0 20 FRO q
fer him to my sister on the very first
opportunity. But this 1 was prevented
from doing, for Lady Weir having
given one introduction, felt stimulated
to further achievements, and now
brought up a Captain Ross, bidding
him take my sister down for an Ice,
Thus Mr.. Giynne was left wholly OF
my hands. lido not think L at first ap-
preclated the situation, for / must con-
fess that my interest in him was some
what dashed by the fact that on close
inspection he proved to be very much
Observation-Disclosures. he spoke with
distinct drawl. Indeed l never knew
man to take 30 long to say so little-it
quite irritated me.
81 suppose you would be considered
a vastly prudent man, Mr.. Glynnep'
asked abruptly, as he came laboriGusly
to the end Of a sentence.
He turned a sleepy pair of gray eyes
on me, and, after a perceptlble pause,
drawled out
"Why SOP"
"Oh, well, the most cautious are not
expected to do more than think twice
before they speak, Now you must think
six or seven times before you put your
thoughts into words. One could fancy
you had come from the backwoods OF
America, and had lost the use of youl
vocal organs in continued solitude"
An amused CLEAN found Its way
slowly into his eyes.
81 have Just come from Australia, .
he said simply, land l am afraid you
are right. have got out of the habit
of talking, l have been SO long by my
SELF"
1 clapped my hands deliehtedly,
"You have come from AustraliaV'
cried. ''Oh, do tell me all about it
You drink tea out of psnnikins and
cat hampers there, don't you? Blythe
way, WUdC are
/ waited for an answer; but, as be
was still slow In finding his tongue, !
weht on talking myself.
Don't trouble to speak," / said en-.
couragingly. 81 dare say it is painfully
fatiguing when you haven't been used
to 1t. l will talk and you can listen;
that will be much more amusing, won't
itpn
"To you or to meP" asked Mr.. Glynne
and l almost fancied he was laughing
at me,
$40 both of us, of course" 1 respond.
ed warmly. First tell me, though
when did you arrive In Englandp"
1.-THE day before yesterday"
"Are you marriede"
Certainly not" he answered, with
a look of surprise.
"EngagedP"
"No."
ST knew It'll" 1 said decidedly. You
are looking for a wife. Oh, you Col
onists are all alikei You go off to make
your fortunes; and then, directly you
have run up a log-cabin and have put
two chairs and a table into it, you come
back to England, pick out the incest
girl you a find, and persuade her to
go back with you. / think you are just
horribly mean. Why don't you stop in
Australia and marry the aborigInes?"
Mr.. Glynne began to laugh.
"We don't like them perhaps"
swell, the English girls don't like
you"
"Oh, but they dol When we want
wives, we always get them in England.
Now the aborigines are more difficult
to please"
"Ughl" l cried. 81 wish that We
were too"
"There are too many of you," said
Mr.. Glynne; ''you can't afford to be so
particular"
/ thought him a perfect boor when he
said this, and l determined to be even
with him.