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Show A Boy Marries Hit Guardian. A few days since a well-dressed and handsome youth, of some eighteen years of age, appeared before one of our city magistrates and asked if he could engage his services to perform a marital cereu ony. The reply was in the affirmative, and the young man left, but shortly afterward returned accompanied ac-companied by a sombre-looking female, fe-male, middle-aued, and dressed in black. "Is this lady your mother?" inquired in-quired the magistrate. "Oh, no, sir; this is the lady I desire de-sire to marry !" replied the youth, as tlie lady drew aside her veil, disclosing a countenance wrinkled and sere, but on which gleamed a sort of icy smile. "Indeed." "Oh, yes, sir." "But are you of age ?" "Not yet; but this lady is my guardian." guard-ian." "And she gives her consent?" ""cs, sir." The magi.-tiate was in a quandary. He didn't know exactly what to do. He hated to sacrifice the youth, and join the bright faced May to the gloomy, icy ihecmher. "Tsn t thi.-rather thi.-rather a strange union?" he asked. "Not at all," replied the expectant bride. "'I have a large amount ol property which I de-ire to leave thi-young thi-young man. And as 1 have telativcs who might dispute the will were I to give it him as a legacy, I prefer to marry him." "And you are c 'ntent to marry this woman for her money?" asked the Justice. "Well. I shouldn't marry her for anything else !'' frankly replied the boy-lover. "She ain't pretty." And without more ado the ceremony cere-mony was concluded. Ac to OrU-on |