A BENEDICTS WOOING.

Marlborough Express, Volume XXX, Issue 249, 24 October 1894, Page 3

A BENEDICTS WOOING.

ITS UNEXPECTED INTERRUPTION. Ladiks, beware of the insincerity of the male nx. This warning is as old, proverbially speaking, as "tha hills; and yet how few there we of ther faie sex who can bring themselves to make of it a practical application—who possess the neoossary strength of character to enable the perception that their own particular alleged admirer, (singular or plural as the case may be), is, when be swears of his love and honor by snob usual and delightful convictions as the " effulgent light of the lunar orb," " the bright stars that Bhine above as," et cetera, false as— well, let us- say the young man who says the same things to the young lady round the corner/ Of course, if the dear creatures did possess that strength of character, they would be robbed of one of the moat attractive charms of their sweet oonfiding natures. We have been ac«tuatnted with a local exemplification of the foregoing sentiments. A young man arrived ii Blenheim some months ago and lost no time m cultivating tha- acquaintance of quite * bevy out of tn« large number of prepossessing young lades for which th? place h renowned, and his industry m the matter indioated a wonderful absence of the proverbial faint heart which ne'er wins fair lady. His attentions were accepted m the knowledge that he was "blessed with singleness" connubially speaking, and it was m that oharaoter, of oourse, that he induced one (at least) of his fair dupes to enter into a matrimonial •ngagement. Then, a few days ago, Nemesis interrupted the exeroise of his agreeable faculties, taking the usual form m such a case of a oonetable with a document of ominous blue color. And the document was a matter of fact summons to appear m the Court of a North Island town to answer a oharge of deser ion "without leaving adequate means of support" of a wife and ohildren. The false wooer left the town m I hurry expressing his intention to return to the arms of his true love. "Man's inhumanity to (wo)man," says the poet, II makeß countless thousands mourn."