Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1855-01-10

1t thou canst do anything Tor him tAon
mayest peradventure benefit myself, and G
cause to rejoice \
Thy former and present friend, n
MICAH LoeMIs.' a
It is not every one who can get old !
Micah Loomis' endorsement on his charac-
ter, said Paul Bremen to himself, as he
/ foldedsHp the letter of a we'll known associ-
ate Of former days Old Micah is good
for quarter q d million, or for anything
Eelse--it will dol want him getting old, !,
ness increasing spaust haze sale more
Ehelp--now as we'll IL aIls stisas Z i 8
The old gentleman looked all this, as he .
stood gazing in perfect silence on the man
before him. At length he opened his lips,
8 Mr. Copeland, you know all about books
T have had some few years experience.
sAny objection to a place here-pretty
close thousand yearF
None in the world
when can you beginT
Now
A real smile shone upon the old mans
face. It fingered there like the rays of the
setting sun among the clouds of evening,
lighting up those seemingly hard, dark fea-
lures.
A stool was pushed to the new conner,
books were opened, matters explained, dl-
rections given, the pen was dipped in the
ink. and in short, before an hour had pass
+ ed away you would have thought that the
old man and the young man had known
each other for years.
In reference to our new friend, it will be
sufficient to remark, that he had been lib.
orally educated, as the phrase goes, and
though he had entered early into business,
he had not neglected the cultivation of his
mind and heart He had found time to
cherish a general acquaintance with the
most noteworthy authors of the day, both
literary and religious, and with many past
times After few years of success in the
pursuits to which he had devoted himself,
misfortunes came thick and fast upon him
He found himself left with scarcely any
property, and alone in the world save hi'
two daughters.
AS year after year passed away, he grew
steadily in the confidence of his employer
who felt though he said it not, that in hin
he possessed treasure.
: Very little, indeed, was said by either @
them not connected with the routine of bU
8 siness, and there had been no intercours
whatsoever between them gave in the coun
). tBecIose Of which pefIod ola hr. BffGinifss Bfiiis
: was found looking with much frequenc
u and earnestness at the younger man befo
= him. Something was evidently brewing
that old head What could it be? Ar
= then too at home he looked SO curiously-
:, The Irish servant was puzzled. Sure
- said James, something's coming A
y ME, too, was somewhat perplexed, for tho
= looks dwelt much on her.
What is it, father p she said to hi
70 one morning at the breakfast table as
!" sat gazing steadfastly in her face VIII
- is it? Do tell me-
:. Il wish you'd have him. burst for
y like an avalanche. Known him for S
90 years-true as leger-a gentleman-re
= sensible man-don't talk much-rcgular
~ ~ clock-prime for business-worth
I~, ha weight in gold
ro ro Have who, father? What are you tai
~ ing about?
y My head clerk, Copeland-you do
=, know him-I do-haven't seen anybo
'sO else worth an old quill
81 81 Annie was puzzled She laughed, ho
~ ~ ever, and said, Marry my fathers clcl
~ ~ what would people say?
we we EHumbug, child, all hunbug-wol
1la 4la forty of your whiskered, lounging, Ia
~ ~ gentry; say? say what they please; wi
W do care? what do you care what's mt
ns ey after all ? got enough of it-want
~ sensible man-want sombody to take G.
,s -, of it; all humbug.
y, whats all humbug, father p
m ,eu why peoples notions on these matte
ni Copelands poor; so was once-may
T., e. again worlds full of change gr
u many Of them in my day-can't stay h
'nN long-got to leave you, Annie-wish 20
like him.
,0n Father, are you serious !!
sSerious, child 7 And he looked so.
sei Annie was a chip of the old block
Z, strong minded, resolute girl. A new
~ seemed to strike her. =
ae1; Father, if you are really serious in
ucu matter, I'll see this Copeland I'll get
1le n quainted with him. If he likes me, an
@ sno like him I'll have him. But he shall
US US me for myself alone; I must know il
ulu Will you leave the matter to me?'
,ete - Go ahead child, do as you like. G
-" " morning.
W. ~ Stop moment, father shall alter
We name little; shall appear to be a
Lo. girl, companion of our friend Mrs r
Osst, ards in FL. street; she shall know the wi
'n:y 10y affair, you shall call me by my mi,
!, ~ name, Peyton; I shall be relation
90 yours, you shall suggest the business to
S, W. Copeland, as you call him, and arrange
i'ou the first interview. The rest will take
of ITSELF
,oks Il see, [ aee,' and one of those
smiles Illuminated his whole face It
tbir- tually got between his lips, parted t
! in asunder, glanced upon set of teeth
and little the worse for wear, and was res
ance there when he left the house for his &C
lend ing roem The twilight Of that smile
mart not yet gone when he reached the
+ he known spot, and bowed, and looked
care. morning to those in his employ, fol
what Paul was after his fashion polite ma
omit On the morning of that day what
were directed to our friend Charles
many, so peculiar, SO full of sonnet
80: that the head clerk could not but I
~ 10 - them, and that too with some alarm.