The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1856-03-07
CBt Qd)ailg Joarnal.
A FIRST RATE LovE STORY.
1t is our taste to have things Of this kind

A FIRST RATE LOVE Story.
1t is our taste to have things Of this kind
Idone something in this way:
Annie had arrived at the mature age Of (do
not start, realer,) twenty -seYen,- and was yet
in state Of single blesscdness. Somehow or
another she had not even fallen in love as yet
Had she no oifcrs2 What simple question:
; Did you ever know a half million Of dollars
to go beggi golfers? Yes scores Of them. It
may be accountel | as one of her Oddities, per
haps, but whenever the subject happened 10 be
touched upon by her father, Anne would say
Ishe wanted some one who could love herfor
The sell, and She must have assurance OF this,
land how could she in her present position?-
Thus matters stood, when Annie was led to
form and execute what will appear very
strange resolution; but she was resolute girl
/ We must now go backsiX years. se8
! One dark, rainy morning in November, as
our old friend was looking composedly at the
cheerful fire in the CRATE OF Ii9 counting room
really indulging in some serious reflections on
Ethe past and future, the far future, toe, ger.-
ltleman presented himself and inquired for Mr..
Bremen, The old man uttered not word,
but merely bowed There was in his looks
which said az am he.'
ifhe stranger might have been some thirty
years or SO ofage. He was dressed in black,
a mourning weed was on his hat, and there.
was something in his appearance which
seemed to indicate that the friend whose loss
Ehe deplorel had recently depdrted. The let
ter of Introduction which he presented to Mr..
Bremen was quickly, yet carefully perused,
and as it was somewhat unique, we shall take
1.-The liberty Of submitting it to The inspection
| of the reader:
limo, 18-.
"Friend PauI:-This will Introduce to thee
friend Charles Copeland. lie has come to thy
lefty in pursuit to business. | have known
lhim from 4 youth up Thou mayest depend
upon him for aught that he can do and shall
mot learn as on 8 broken reed. If thou caust
do anything for him, thou Inaycst peradTen-
ture benefit thyself and cause to rejoice.
| "Thy former and present friend,
| @ ''MIcAH LoolIIsD
| "Itis not every one who can get old Micah
Loomis' endorsement on his character said
Paul Bremen to himself as he folded up the
letter Of well known associate of former
days. cold Micah is good for quarter of a
million, or for anything else--it viii dol
want hinl-getting old-business increasing
must have more help-now as well as any
time"
The old gentleman looked at all this as he
stood gazing in perfect silence on the man be-
fore him. Atlength he opened his lips.
"Mr Copeland you know all about books?"
II have had few years experience"
'Any objections to takea place here? Pretty
close wofk-a thousand year."
'Nona in the world"
"When can you begin?" - ~
s'Now'
a real smile shono upon the old mans face.
| 1t fingered there like the rays Of the set
ting sun among the clouds of evening right
| ing up those seeming hard, dark features.
| stoel was pushed to the new conner, books
were opened, matters explained, directions
given, the pen was dipped in the ink, and in
short before an hour had passed away, you
would have thought that the old man and
the young man had known each ether for
| years
In reference to our new friend, it viii be
sufficient to remark that he had be0n literally
educated, as the phrase goes, and although mel
| had entered early into business, he had notI
neglected the cultivation of his mind and heart
He had found time to chereish general ac-
quaintance with the most noteworthy au-
thors Of the day, both literary and religious,
and with many of past times. After few
years Of success in the pursuits to which he
had devoted himself mi5fortunes came thick
and fast upon him. lie found himself left with
scarcely any property, and alone in the world,
save his two lovely daughters. -.r
As year after year passed away he grew
stcadily in the confidence Of his employer, who
felt, although he said it not, that in him he
possessed a treasure.
Very little, indeed, was said by either of
Them not connected with the routine Of busi-
mess, and there had been no intercourse what
fever between them, save III the counting room.
Thus six years went By, towards the close of
which period Old Mr.. Bremen was found
hooking with much frequency and earnestness
at the Young man before him. Something was
IeYidentLy brewingin that old head. What could
lit be? And then, teo at times he looked 50 Gu
Iriously. The Irish servant was puzzled
I"Sure,'' said James, something's coming
Annie, too, was somewhat perPlexed, for those
Hooks dweit much on her.
''Whae is it, father?" she said to him one
morning at the breakfast table, as he sat, gaz-
ing stcaciastlyin IN her face; what is it? Do
tell me.
Il wish you'd have him. burst forth like an
avalanche +known him for six years-true
as a ledger-a gertleman--real sensible man
don't talk mucI-Tegular as clock-prime
Iior business worth MS weight in gold"
i "Iavo who, father? " mas are yoa talking
Iabout?"
'3iy head clerk, Copaland-you don't know
Ehim-I do--baye'nt seen anybody else worth
an old qullI:''
Annie was puzzled. She laughed however,
, land said:
-Marry my ather's clerk! What would
"iIIam6u-, child, all humbug-worth forty
lof voor wl1iskorod, lounging, lazy gentry; say
what they please; what do care? VIA: d.
YOU care? What's money after ali? Got