The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1856-03-21
WESTERLY, R. L. THURSDAY, MARCH 81, 1856.


James, something's coming Anne,
too, was somewhat perplexed, for those
looks dwelt much on her
What is it, father = she said to him
one morning at the breakfast table, as
he sat gazing steadfastly i'll her face 8
do tell me
Il wish you'd have him = burst forth
like an avalanche. Known him for
six years-true as ledger-a gentle
man-real sensible man-don't talk
much---regular as clock work prime
for business worth his weight in gold =
Have who father What are
you talking about p
My head clerk, Copeland-you don't
know him--I ds-haven't seen anybody
else worth quill
Anne was puzzled. She laughed
however, and said
Marry my fathers clerk what
would people say p
Humbug, child, all humbug--worth
forty Of your vhiskered, louuging, lazy
gentry; say what they please what dc
| care what do you care' whats
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;'
, Way, peoples notions oa these
matters--Copcland is poor-so was |
once-~may be again-word's full Of
changes-seen great many of them in
my day-can't stay here long-got to
leave you, Annc--wish you'd like him.
Father, are you serious =
Serious, child = and he looked so.
Anne was chip of the old block {; IA
strong minded, resolute girl. A new
idea seemed to strike her.
Father, + you are really serious in
the matter, I'll see this Copeland I'll
get acquainted with him. If he likes
me, and like him, I'll have him. But
he shall love NE for myself alone; |
must know it. Will you leave the mat
ter to me 2
Go ahead, my child, ond do as you
like. Good morning.
Stop a moment, father. / shall
alter my name little; | shall appear
to be poor girl, companion of our
friend Mr. Richards, in Il street
She shall know the whole affair, you
shall call me by my middle name, Pcy-
ten | shall be a relative Of yours, you
must suggest the business to Ar. Cope
land, as you call him, and arrange foI
the first interview. The rest will take
care of itself
see, | see, and one Of those rare
smiles illuminated his whole face. II
actually got between his lips, parted
them asundcr, glanced upon a set Of
teeth but little the worse for wear and
was resting there, when he left the
house for hi, counting room. The twi-
light of that smile had not yet gone
when he reached the well knoan spot,
and bowed, and looked Good moruins
to those in his employ, for old Paul was,
after his fashion, polite man. On tie
morning of that day what looks were
directed to our friend Charles so pc
culiar, so full of something, that the
head clerk could not but notice them,
and that, too, with some alarm, What
was comiug' At lcrgth the volcano
burst forth
Copeland, my good fellow, why don't
you get a wife =
Had thunderbolt fallen at his feet
he could not have been moro astounded.
Did Mr.. Ereamen say that, and in the
counting room too' The very ledger
seemed to blush at the introduction of
such a subject. He for the first time
made blot on the fair page before him.
l say-why don't you get wife p
know just the thing for you-prime
article--poor enough to be sure what
of that-a fortune in a wife-you know
sort of relation Of mine-don't want
to meddle with other peoples affairs
know your own business best; cam,
help thinking you'll be happier must
see her.
Now the fact is, that Charles had fol
some time past thought so himself; bu
how the old man should have divine,
his feelings was quite puzzle TO him