Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1855-04-13

he had entered Early into business, he had
not neglected the cultivation Of his mind and
heart lie had found time TO cherish gen.
cral acquaintance with the most noto-wor.
thy authors Of the day, both literary and
religious, aud with many Of past times.
Afler few years Of success in the pursuits
to which he had devoted himself misfor-
tunes came thick and fast upon him. lie
found himself len with scarcely any prop
orty, and alone In the world, save hi- two
lovely daughters.
~ year after year passed away, be grew
steadily in the confidence of his employer
who fclt, though he said Il not, that in him
ho pos-'-sci a treasure.
Very little, indcci, was said by either of
them M, connected with the routineof bu-
sinrss, and there had bccn no intercourse
whatever betwccn them, -Ave in the count
ing.rcom. Thus sit years went by towards
the close of which period old Mr.. Bremen
was found looking with much frequency
and cnrncstness at the younger before him.
something was evidently brewing in that old
head. What could /, bc' And then, too.
AZ home he looked - curiously. The Irish
servant was puzzled. Sure" said Jamcs
d" something's coming" Annie. too. was
somewhat rerplcScd, Tor tho.c look, dwclt
much on her
What is il father" she said 10 him one
morning at the breakfast table a. he at
gazing stcadfastly in her face; b. what /. IL
Do tell me-"
II wish you'd have him." burst forth
like an avalanche. known him for six
ycar-truc as a lcdgrr-a gcntlcman-rnl
sensible man-lon't talk much-rcgular a.
a clock-Primc "r businc-s-worth hi.
weight in gold"
Have who, father What are YOU talk.
ius aLout?'
MY heal clerk, CoT"land-you don't
know him do-havcn't .ccn anylody else
worth an old quill"
Annie va. puulci She laughed, how.
ever, and said
Marry my father. clerk what would
people say"
t" lIumbug,chili, all humbug-worth for.
~ u your whi.kercl, lounging, lazy gen.
try; ay' .ay what they pleas; what do I
care wha, DO YOU crc' whats money af.
ter ALT got enough Of it--want sensible
man-want somebody to take carr of Il. all,
humhuc"
What's all humbug, father"
why peoples notions .on thee matter.
again; worlds full u changc--.ccn a grcat
many of them in my day--can't stay here
lons-got 70 leave you, Annic-vi.h you'd
like him"
"Fathcr, arr YOU .criou.'"
" S-rious, child" And he looked -.
Annie was a chip of the old block. a
.trong.mind~l, rr-olutc girl. \ new idea
-ccmcl To strike her.
Father, IT you arr rally serious in this
matter, III 49, this Copeland; III get ac-
quaint"l with him. II he likc- me, and I
like him, III have him. But he hall love
me for myself alone; mu.tknow it. viii
you leave the matter to mc''
eco ahead, my child and do as you like. I
Good morning"
"Stopa moment, father. .hall alter
my name little; shall appear 10 H.
poor girl, a companion Of our friend. Mr..
Richards, in Il Street; she shall know .
the whole affair, YOU shall call me by my
middle name, Pcyton; shall h. relative
Of yours, YOU shall surr,ri the business to
Mr.. Copeland, ns you call him, and arrangr
for the first interview. The ret will take
care for itsclf" ;"
~ s'c, | sce," and one Of tho-e rare
smiles illuminated his whole face. IL actu-
ally got between his lips, parted them as
sundcr, glanced upon a sct Of teeth but lit
lie the worse for wear, and was resting
there when he LEFT the house for his count .
ing.rOom. The twilight Of that smile was
not yet gone when he reached the we'll
known spot, and bowel, and looked good
morning" TO thoSe in his employ, for old
Paul was, after his fashion, polite man.
On the morning Of that day what looks
were directed 10 our friend Charles :
50 many, - peculiar, 80 full Of something,
that the head clerk oould nut hut notice
them, and that too with some alarm. =
What was comingl 4, last the volcano
burst forth. =
copeland, my good fellow, why don't
YOU get a wifr'"
Had a thunderbolt fallen at his feet, be-
could not have bcen more astounded. Did
Mr.. Bremen, say that, and in the counting.
room, too' The very lclgcr SEEMED to blush
at the introduction Of such subject. lie
for the first time made blot on the fair
page before him.
~ say-why don't YOU get wife,
know just the thing for you-prime article
poor enough TO BE- surc-what Of thst-a
fortune in a wife, you know-a sort Of re-
lation Of mine-don't want 10 mcldle with
other peoples aaairs-know your own bus
incss bcst-can', help thinking you'll be
happier-must sec her"