Delaware weekly Republican. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1841-188?, 1855-12-13

found looking with much frequency and earnestns
az the younger before him, ssmething was evidentl
th brewing in that old head what could it be3 An
tnen toO ut home he looked so curiouslv. The iii
servant was puzzled ,sure,'' said James. iisom,
tnihg a coming Annie, too, was somewhat ne,
picked, for those looks dwclt much on her ~
nat Is II, father2p she said to him one rnornip
in hap saca as nc sat gazing steadfastl
- Wish you'd have him" burst forth like a n nyal
ancne known him for six years-true as ledea
"a gentleman-real sensible man-dont talk mne
weight in gold.'' "'i'n ~
"Haye who, father2 What are you talking about2
ny ~ neaa CLERK, Copetand-you don't know hin
| oni,I ,,n1Nen't :, seen anybody else worth an oil
lsaid- - -
"ylarry my fathers clefs what wonld people say?'
"Humbug, child, all huAbug-worth forty of you
Rhiskered, lennging, lazs gentry; say! what the.
money aftor al2 got enough ofit-want sensible
man-want somebody to take care Of it; all hum
bug
"What's all humbug fOiherln
"Why peoples Aotions on these maltcrs--Cope.
land is p0or-so was onop-inay be again; world
full Of changes gteat many Of them in my
day-can't stay here long got to leave you, Annie
wish you'd like him"
'Father, are you seriousln
"Serious, ,ebild,' And he looked so.
Annie was a chip of the old blocs n strong mind
ed, resolute girl new fiea seemed to strike her.
"Father, if you really serious in this matter,
III see this Copeland LII gei acquainted with him.
If he likes me and like him, iii have him But
he shall love me for myself alone; must know it,
Will you leave the matter to me?
go ahead, my child, and do as you like Good
morning"
:Stop moment father. I shall alter my mime
littlei shall appear to be poor girl, compan-
ion of our friend, Mrs. Rchards, in H. street
she shall know the whole affair, you shall call me by
my middle name, PeytonaAI shali be relative Of
yours, you shall suggest the business to Mr.. Cope
land you call him, aud arrange for the first inter-
view The rest will take cnre fer ITSELF"
81 sec, see," and ono Of those smiles illu-
minated his whole face Itactually got between his
lips, parted them asuHder, glanced upen set Of
teeth but little the worse for wear and was resting
there when he left the house for bis counting room.
The twilight of that smile was not yet gone when he
reaohed the well-known spot, and bowed and look
cd "Good morning't to these in his employ, for old
Paul was, after his fastionsa polite man. Un the
morning of that day what looks were directed to our
friend Charles! so many, peculiar, so full ofsome
thing, that tho head clerk could not but notice them
and that, too, with some alarm. What was couing!
AT last the volcano burst forth
Copeland, my good fellow, why don't YOU get a
wife?"
Had a thunderbVlt fallen Mt has feet he could not
have been more astounded Did Mr. Bremen say
that, and in the counting room TOO? The very edg-
er seemed to blush at the Introduction of such sub
Ieot He for the first timo made blot on the fair
page before him
] II say--why don't you get a wife9-kuowjust tho
hing for you-prime article -poor enough be
rHeddIewI
other peoples affairs, know your own business best,
SAINT help thinking you'll be happier-must see
her.' s0i 1l.a 80 .. 10 ---
Now the fact is, that Charles had for come tine
past thought so himself; but how the old man should
have. completely OWNED his feelings was quite
puzzle to him, In the course or the day note was
put into M, Bremen's hands by James. his Irish
servant, the contents of which produced aNother
grim sort of a smile. When tho moment for his re-
turn homo arrived Mr.. D. handed a sealed ducu
ment Of rather imposing form to Charles, saying
"Copeiand, you'll oblige me by leaving that Mt
No. 67 II street. Place it only in the hands
of the person to whom Ii is directed don't want 10
trust il to any one else"
The clerk saw on the out side, ''Mrs Richards, No.
67 Il street,, the door bell was rung. The
servant ushered Copeland into a smal, neat parlor,
where sat a lady apparently twenty-five or thirty
years Of age, plainly dressed engaged in knitting
stocking. Our friend bowed, and inquired for Mrs.
Richards
"She is not in, but is expected presently will you
be seated?" There was an ease and quietness. and
nm air of self-command about this person, which
seemed peculiar to Copeland. He felt at ease at
once, (you always do with such peope,) nude some
remark, whish was Immediately res
ponded to; then another and soon the conversation
grew SO interesting that Mrs, Richards was nearly
forgotten, Her absers, was strangely protracted,
ment was presented; glance Of the outside
"Mr, Copeland Charles bowed.
"Miss Peyton." The young lady bowed; and thus
they were introduced. There was NO partcularrea.
son for remaining any longer and our friend took
That night Annie said to Mr.. B 81 like his ap.
pearance, father" I..t.o t4
"Forward- -march'' said old Paul, and he looked
at his daughter with vast satisfaction
"rhe ould mans as sweat tonight us new pota-
to, said James to the cook 81
The next day Charles Copeland came very near
writing several times, 40 Miss Peyton, Dr. as he
was making out some bills OF merchandise sold
"Delivered the paper last EVENING"
Copeland bowed.
"Mrs Richards is an old friend-humble in cir
cumstanoes-tLe young lady, Peyton-worth her
weight in gold any day have her myselfifI could
= r#
"Howmuch you remind me of Mr.. Bremen, said
Chares one evening to Annie; 81 think you said
|yeu were relation Of his!N
81 am related to him through my mother was
MIS- RreSsiSls su.uve ,rway to conceal smile.
Somewhat later than usual, on that day, Annie
reached her fathers house There was no ulistaking
tho expression other countenanoe Happiness was
plainly written there
81 see, see," said the old man; s'the account is
'closed-books balanced have it all through now in
short order You sensible girl--no foolish puss
Just what want-bless you, child. bless you.
ne next day Paul came, for almost the first time
and boxes seemed to be starting with wonder.
copeland, you are liae fellow-heard from
Mrs kichards-nr0posal to my relation. Peyton--all
right-done up we'll. Come To my house this oven
ing-never been there yet, oh?-eight o'clock, pre-.
ciseiy-want to sec you-got Something to say i"
"How much interest he seems to take in this mat
tar" said Charles ''He's kind old fellow in h's
way little rough, but good at heart " rt.
Yes, Mr. Charles Copeland, even kinder than you
think tor.
AT eight o'clock precisely the door bell of Mr..
Bromen's mansion rung Mr.. Charles Copeland
was usher ed in by friend James, Old Paul took him
kindly by the hand and turning round abruptly, in
troduced him to "My daughter Miss Annie 2eyion
bremen, and Immediately withdrew.
"Gharles will you forgive mt this" He was too
mncn astonished TO make any roply s'lf you knew
all my motives and feelings, am sure yeu would.
That the motives and feelings were soon explained
TO MS entire satisfaction, ne one will doubt.
copeland, my dear fejw," shouted old Paul,
mentl' It8Isa go ir t -
30, father"
me use say; married noR-get ready afterwards;
next neIt Monday evening; whi Lres' Want il over
ieel eel settled Shant part With Annie, though; must
bring your wife here; hjussrather lonesome; be still
no W1ru: must havei 80; Ihrtner in busnessi Bro
men copeland; got the papers all drawn up to-
y y, can alter IT, Be quilt, will youa won't stay
a have now finished my story, reader have given
you the facts, Il cannot say, hewever, that / np.
prove OF the deception prAetioed upon our friend
Charles As. however 1ar Lord commended tho