Wheeling times and advertiser. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1839-1849, 1843-07-20
rHE .PLuMMN."
81 ALFsEJ saowavILL.


Nofoof ptte OF urewOO1, technically
termed "penny bJnIie,"-a fringe OF
ropes OF onions, suspended fro n the once
white washed ceihng. anI whole bar
rel OF Yarmouth blOalers Al tho door -
back ron dim y seen in the distance
served as 'parlor, AMI kI'cheu, aud ALI
To the owner OF the establishment, con-
sIsting Of Job Cole, his wife, and two
daughters, Of the respective ages Of
twelve aud ten. The upper part OF the
three STORED house, with the exception
OF the atllcs, was let out 10 Tod gers Mt
weekly reals, varying from five sail
hngs 20 half crown.
One morning in the month Of March,
Job Cole was busliy employed IN naa.
surIug a bushel OF real Wallis seen
uhcally hcapIug the measure 10 per.
feet cone, wnen q genIeel man walked
into the shed, and asked e Mr Cole was
wiihIn.'
III Il IS JJ5 Co'c you want, I',n the
man, replied the retailer OF fuel.
Ian have "a few words with you in
privater demln ed his visitor.
'Why,l don't see no OBJECTIONS To- that,
replied Job, IL SO be you'll wait I'LL I've
carried these Goals. Fust come fust
sarved, a the world over, you know;
at least IFS always bin my maxlmu n -
Shan'I be long. Here, Fanny-r'lnuy,
you slut, come and take care o. the shop,
while | runs over to Mother Smithers','
b7wle1 he; aud down came girl of 70
years of age, ind, upon seeing the straI.
ger, sided up 10 the herring cask and
began playing with the savolry FISH,
glanclhg now and then atthe gentleman
with look between shyness aud fear,
who, on his part, endeavor 10 enter in
10 conversation with the chill, but could
extract not hing more than li,nrd Yes,
sir or Nc, SIR
Her father, however, soon relieved
guard, and throwing down the empty
sack,crIed, Hnat's the ticket Aud now
SIR, what's your buslnessP
a very agreeable business hope, as
far as you are concerned, Mr.. Ccie,' re.
piled the stsanger. But before CON.
municnIe the object OF my visit, it is ne.
cessary hat should ask you few
questions
AK me no questions AM I'll tell you
no lies, as the saying is replied lob
'Bu' thomson lever g il! Yoa'l excuse
mel but the fact is, don't care for nobo
dyS for nobody cares for me. | fears no
buns, not !. Cause whyl owe no.
thing TO NOBODY
'l've heard go d cha racter OF YOU in
the neIghborhood,' replied the gentle
man.
Don't doubt it, replied Job, with hon
est confidence. Il should Ike to see that
man, woman, or child that could saw
blacks the white Of my eye, that's ali.
Pay every body; wish could say as eve.
TYbody pay men
Alter iInIe further parey the gen.
tleman induced Job 10 invite MIN To "a
conference IN the little back room.
Your name is job Cole. believer
foi'Ve MT Il--rIslt as trIVct,' re-
piled job.
Your fathers name WASH
Job. too
'l!aVe you, or had you any relations'
by, let me see-yes There's un.
Gle John; bat never set eyes on him.
I've heacJ father talk OF hun. lie went
10 the lngeys when n youngster,-s some
Some thirty years ago-yes, lherea
bouts. But &c il's the relations you want,
] can settle your business in a iifFy =
Here Fanny, bring down the Bible, you
jade
The Bible was brought,anI on the ny
leaf were written the names and dates
oil birth Of Job Co c, and Sarah Cum
MINIS, his wife, and his six children, the
issue oil his marriage.
'And where are all these brothers and
sistersP demanded the stranger.
Dead! dead as herrngs-gone to king
dom come precious long time ago.
I'm the only child they reared, and te-
tween you and me aud the post, don't
tbInk I'm TO be sneezed ai'
The gentleman smiled and bowed in
acIuIescence to the proposition.
I'm perfectly satisfied continued he.
'of your ldentliyj and have the pleas
ure TO inform you that by the death Of
your uncle John you are the fortunate
heiT to "A considerable property
you don't say so" exclaimed lob
tGadzooks!-but stop a minute aud rush
arg to door which opened on the stairs,
he Dawlcd Out, Mother Colo! say, mo-
ther Cole! My eyes! but il this ain't
just like prize in the lottery. Better
born lucky than rich. You'll take a
drop Of something, thought What's
your liquor2
~ this moment Mrs. Cole, who was
busy washing, entered the room, her
lace hushed with the heat aud exerliOn,
and adorned with a broad bUrdered cap
oi me true LOnJOn smoke tone and col.
our.
what tho deuce is the natterp sal,