Plymouth advertiser. [volume] (Plymouth, Ohio) 1853-1988, 1854-08-26

shut in my fdce-windnw blinds pulled
down as passed. | was Stunned aS Il
peslilance-my clothes were in rags--my
step feeble from long want of common
necessaries: and then an cid school com.
panlon died in The West Indies, and lef
me twenty thousand pounds, which | ie.
ceived through he hands of Mr. Shaw
A large fortune. And your relation,
'lleard il. and ware frantic. disap.
peared from them all. From -hut day to
this, they have not heard of NE. Do ycu
love wild flowers!
'Wild flowers
Yes. Here are herbs, just from the
teeming gareen. Look, too, how yon
cherub twines them in her hair. The
stream flows deep to eternity
MR. Jordan, sir, c,ied, 'lfr. Jordan,
do you know me 2
'Come hither, laughing, gentle spirit,
he said. Bring with yuu your heap oI
floral gems. Yes,I know this is the .swee
violet, Mary, my Mary God knows that
| loved you
1t was strange thing at that moment,
but the blind of the window which had
drawn up TO the top, came suddenly rat
tling down, and The room was quite da-k.
| raised ii it again, and then turned to the
bed; Mr.. Jordan was n corpse!
What remarkable Change had in those
few moments came over the old mans
face The sharp lines of age had all
disappeared, and there was calm, benign
expression upon the still features, such as
in life never saw them wear.
"A restless spirit is at peaco,', |
Sid, as | felt for the will where he told
me it was placed, and found it, Ii was
merely tied up with piece of red ia pc.
and addressed to Mr.. S'haa,20 LincoI s
inn Fields; SO | resolved to lrus, to no
other messenger, but to take it myself.
told the landlady~oi the house that her
lodger was no more. and that she would
no doubt hear Immediately from his soil,
cilor: and then left.
well, Mr.. Shaw | said, after had
mentioned TO him the manner of Mr.. Jor
dams death. here is the viii, sir; pre-
sumo | have nothing further to do than
10 thank you, for your courtesy, and ,e
bid you good evening"
Stop moment he said. Let me
look at the document. Humph! astr,nge
will. He leaves the form of an adver
| tisement here, which is to be inserted i,
the morning newspapers, calIing his rela
lions together TO hear the will read,
Indeed =
'Yes. Well, shall rs see lha, an
named trustee, do as he wishes. He
states that he is very poor
why, he spoke TO me of 100000 =
Did he, really A delusion. sir. quite
delusion. 100000! lie had that
amount twenty five years ago. Bat sir,
as you have attended HIM, and as | han.
pened to know he had a high opinion of
you, should like you, as his friend to
be with me, as it vote, in future proceed.
ings connected with this will.
In which there is u mystery, eh, Mr..
Shaw.
"A Ii',lc--perhaps little post NOR
tenn revenge, that is ALL which am not
now at liberty to discant upon. But | will
take care to coincide with you.and shall
hope that you will follow an old friend to
the grave
promise that much, lard duly attended
the funeral. 1t was quiet, walking af
fair, and from the manner of it | felt quite
convinced that there was no funds to
make it otherwise. A mound of earth
alone marked the spot, in the little church
yard at Barnes, where Mr.. Jordon slept
the sleep that knows no waking. A driz.
zlng rain came down. The air was cold
and eager, and returned home from the
funeral of Mr.. Jordan about as uncom.
Portable as could.
The next day the following advertise.
ment appeared in the morning paper, and
caugh. my eye as eat breakfast:
If any of the relations Of Mr.. John
james Jordon, deceased, will call a, the
Office Of Mr.. Shaw, 20 LincoIn's,Inn
Fields, they will hear of something ad.
yantageous.'
l made up my mind to call upon Mr..
Shaw during the day, and abou. three
O'Clock reached his chambers; or laher,
| reached the staircase leading to them,
and there ! had 10 stop; for it was quite
beselged by men and women, who were
all conversing with great eageruess.
What can it mean 2 said one old wo-
man; SIM his aunt, and of course | speak
for my Ned!'
well, but bother your Ned said a
man; he hardly belong to the family.
I'm his brother, Think Of that Mrs.
Dean y
think Of whatv yetwo legged goose!
Poh, Poh!' said another man, Il knew
him very well. Pm his cousin. Hilloa
What's thiss Who arc your?
A woman in ta,,ered garments, but who
still looked like beautiful one, stood
hesi'aiingly at the foo. Of the stairs.
is this Mr.. Shuw's = said she. Hush,
Mary, hush !! don't my DEAR .#
But Im hungry, mamma, said the lii.
tie girl who was holding by handful ef
her dress t"E aN@5 gESsgsE9 G1TT .Vl,.