A ROMANTIC COURTSHIP.

Evening Star, Issue 3104, 30 January 1873, Page 3

A ROMANTIC COURTSHIP.

The Melbourne correspondent of the Hay Standard tells the following very improbable story of >ir G. Bowen. As the story is a good one, and the spice of mischief which pervades it, is at least harmless, we do not hesitate aboutjepeating it :—A story is told about our new Governor that is to be. Sir George Bowen, that is somewhat interesting. especially so to the ladies, for it is connected with his marriage, and that is a subject to which the fair sex have, I am told, a particular weakness ; wliet-bcr vt is so or not, I cannot pretend to say, as I never had the opportunity to judge. Be that as it may, I must return to my tale. Sir G. Bowen, it must be remembered, resided, at the commencement of his official career, in the lonian Is’ands, and there it was he met the lady who now bears his name and litle. At the time of their first meeting Lady Howen was was then a widow, I believe, with a firm determination to remain such, and this having come to the knowledge of the young attache, prompted within him a mischievous spirit to test the lady’s strength of will. From his diplomatic education, he considered that he could safely carry on the siege without danger to himself, and poss bly he might have done so, only, as the immortal hard says, “there is a tide in the affairs of man,” and so in the end found the youth who bad schemes against a woman's resolve. The charming widow in reality was tired of her solitary life, and was by no means adverse to changing her state of single blessedness, and the attache was far from indifferent to her, but of course neither in the lonian Isles or anywhere else would a lady acknowledge almost to herself such a weakuesss. The game b gan and was carried on with ardol on one aid, and apparent indifference on the part of the lady. The youthful statesman between inditing State documents and and amatory verses was fully occupied, so much so that one day he composed two papers, one fo :> the widow, and one dnposing a certain demand to a friend on a matter which he said they had long been considering, and if was agreed upon a reply was to be forwarded. With due official care the letters were despatched, and no more thought was needed in the matter. The lady and gentleman met for a few days after, when one morning a near relative of the lady’s calls and informs our diplomatist that his offer is accepted by the fair wid"w, while bis friend drops in to know what the d Ihe means by sending him an acrostic and passionate verses of the power of his eyes, which every one had acknowledged wero very indifferent. Our poor diplomatist found, as did Sam Weller, that the widow was too much for him, (jnietly struck his colors, and surrendered himself captive to his Greek enslaver.