Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1855-12-15


Sure said James. something's coming"
Annie too. was somewhat perplexed, for
those looks dwelt much on her.
"What is il fathpr?" she said 10 him one
morning at the breakfast table, MS he sat ga
ging steadfastly in her face "wbat is it DO
tell me-
IL wish you'd have him" burst forth like
an avalanche. known him for six years
true as a edgpr-a gentleman-real sensible
man-don't talk much-regular as a clock
prime for business--worth his weight in
gold"
"ITave who father2 What are you talking
about I"
"My head clerk Copeland-yon don't know
him-l do-haven't seen anybody else worth
an cd qrll."
Annie was puzzled She laughed howev-
Marry my fathers clerk what would peo-
pie say2"
! "Ilnmhug. child all humbug-worth forty
of your whiskered. lounging. lazy gentry: say?
what they please; what do care what do
you care? what's money after all got
enough of it-want a sensible man--want
somebody TO take care of it all humbug."
"What's all humbug fathcr?"
why peoples notions on these matters
Copeland is poor--so was once-may be
again worlds full of changes-seen a great
many of them in my day-can't stay here long
got to leave you, Annic-wish you'd like
him."
FEATHER, are you seriousf"
Serious, child {" And he looked so.
Annie was a chip of the old block; a
strong g-minded. resulute girl. a new idea
seemed to strike her
Father. if you are really serious in this
matter. I'll see this Copeland III get ac-
quainted with him. If he likes me and like
him. III have him. But he shall love me for
myself alone ] must know it. VIII you
leave the matter to me- ?"
Go ahead, my child, and do as you like.
Good morning"
Stop moment, father. shall alter my
name little; ! shall appear TO be a poor
girl. companion Of our friend. Mrs. Richards.
in H street she shall know the whole
affair, You shall call me by my middle name.
| Peyton ] shall be l relative Of Yours. yon
shall suggest the business to Mr.. Copeland,
as you call him. and arrange for the first in
terview. The rest will take care of itself"
Il see see" and one of those rare smiles
Illuminated his whole face. 1t actually got
between his lips. parted them assunder. CLAN
ced upon set of teeth hut little the worse for
wear, aud was resting there when he left the
house for his coun,ing-room. The twilight of
that smile was not yet gone when he reached
the we'll known srot. and bowed 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 locks were
directed to our friend Charles so many. so
peculiar so full Of something that the head
clerk could not but notice them. and that.
too. with some alarm. What was coming ?
At last the volcano hurst forth:
copeland, my good fellow. why don't you
get "A wife ?"
Had thunderholt fallen at his feet. he
could not have hern more astornded. Did
Mr. Bremen say that. and in the counting
room too? The very ledger seemed TO blush
at the introduction of such q subject He for
the first time made blot ON the fair page
before him.
81 say-why don't you get n wife know
just the thing for you--prime nrticle-pool
enough tn be sure-what of thut-u fortune in
II wife. yGu know-a sort Of relation Of mine
don't want TO NEEDLE with other people
affairs. know your own business bcst-cnn'i
help thinking you'll he happier-must sec
her"
Now the fact is. that Charles had for some
time past thought so himself. hut how the old
man should have completely OWNED his feel
ings was quite puzzle to him. In the course
OF the day note was put into MIR. Bremrn's
hsnds hy James. his Irish servant. the con
tents Of which produced another grim sort o
a smile. When the moment for his return
home arrived. Mr.. B. handed sealed docu
ment of rather imposing form TO Charles, say
ing
copeland, you'll oblig" me hy leaving thai
at No. 67 IL street Place it only il
the hands Of the person to whom it is direct
ed don't want to trust it to any one else"
The clerk saw on the ontsde. Mrs. Rich
ards. No g. Il street" the door hell wal
rung. The servant ushered Copeland into q
small, neat parlor. where sat lady apparent
J ly twenty-five or thirty wears of age, plainl,
dressed. engaged in knitting a stocking. Ou
friend bowed, and inquired for Mrs. Richards
She is not in, but is expected presently
will you be seated ?" There was an ease an,
quietness. and an air Of selI.command abou
this person. which seemed peculiar to Cope
laud. lie felt mt ease at once. (you always d
with such peOple,) made some common plac,
remark, which was Immediately responded To
then another. and soon the conversation grey
so interesting that Mrs. Richards was near
forgotten. Her absence was strangely pro
tracted but at length she made her appear
ance. The document was presented; glanc,
at the outside.
MIR. Copeland" Charles bowed
Miss Peyton." The young la'ly bowed
and thus they were Introduced. There wa
no particular reason for remaining any longer
2 and our friend took his departure.
!, That night Annie said to Mr.. b., II lik
: his appearance, father"
"Forward-maTrh :" said old Paul. and h
, looked at his daughter with vast satisfaction
THE ould mans as swate tonight as ne'
. potato" said James to the cook.
!; The rext day Charles Copeland came yer
4 near writing several times. TO Miss Peytor
T Dr." as he was making out some bills Of mel
chandise sold.
delivered the paper last eveningf"
j. Copeland bowed
h Mrs. Richards is an old friend-humbl
! in circumstences-the young lady Peyton-
worth her weight in gold any day-have he
l. myself if could"
;. "Iiow much you remind me of Mr.. Br,
|" men," said Charles one evening to Annie
e 81 think you said you were relation of his
L 81 am related to him through my mother
u was the grave reply.
e Mrs. Richards turned away to conceal
smile.
" Somewhat later than usual, on that lla
r. Annie rea, he'd h,r fathers house. Thel
10 was no mistakihg the expression of her coul
tepance HapDiness WAS Mainly write