Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1856-02-28

ne land in the counting.room, too? T.
nd very ledger seemed to blush at t
r. introduction Of such a subject. !
us for the first time made blot on t
fair page before him.
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is know just the thing for you
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$ what Of that-a fortune in a wifi
you know Ia relation of mine-don
/ want to meddle with other people
e affairs--know your own business tf
d best can't help thinking you'll b
d happier-must see her.
Now the fact is that Charles ha
had for some time past thought s
! himself; but how the old man shoul
so completely divine bis feelings wa
! quite puzzle to him. In the cours
of the day note was put into Mr.
Bremen's hands by James, his Irisl
servant, the contents of which produ
ced another sort of smile. Wher
the moment for his return home arri
we'd, Mr. B. handed sealed document
of rather imposing form to Charles
saying:
Copeland, you'll oblige me by
leaving that at No 81 street
Place it only in the hands Of the per
son to whom it is directed; don't want
to trust it to any one else
The clerk saw on the outside, Mrs.
Richards, No. 81 H-street;' the
door bell was rung. The servant
ushered Copeland into a small, neat
parlor, where sat a lady apparently
twenty-five or thirty years Of age,
lplainly dressed, engaged in knitting
a stocking. Our friend bowed and in
Iquired for Mrs. Richards.
She is not in, but is expected pres
emily; will you be seated?'
There was an ease and quietness,
and an air of selfcommand about
this person which seemed peculiar to
Copeland. He felt at ease at once
(you always do with such people)
made some common place remark,
which was Immediately responded to;
then another and soon the coversa-
ton grew SO interesting that Mrs.
Richards was nearly forgotten. Her
absence was strangely protracted, but
at length she made her appearance.
The document was presented A
glance at the outside.
sMr. Copeland Charles bowed
Miss Peyton.' The young lady
bowed; and thus they were introdu-
ced. There was no particular reason
for renal ming any longer, and our
friend took his departure.
That night Annie said to Mr.. B., |
4 like his appearance, father
'Forward-march,' said old Paul,
and he looked at his daughter with
vast satisfaction.
The old mans as swate tonight as
a new potatoe,' said James to the
cook.
The next day Charles Copeland
came very near writing several times,
sTo Miss Peyton, Dr. as he was
making out some bills of merchandise
sold.
Delivered the papers last eve
ning?'
Copeland bowed.
Mrs. Richards is an old friend =
humble in circumstances--the young
lady, Peyton, worth her weight in
gold any day-haye her myself if l
could
.How much you remind me Of Mr..
Bremen said Charles one evening
o Annie; 4 think you said you were
! relation of his?'
4 am related to him through my
MOTHER was the grave reply. K
Mrs. Richards turned away to con- I
zeal smile. Il
Somewhat later than usual on that Ia
lay Annie reached her fathers house. l.
There wasno mistaking the expression e
# her countenance. Happiness wa: c
,lainly written there. e
4 see, see,' said the old man; Q
the account is closed--books balan- S
it all through in short or /
lor. You are a sensible girl-no i
polish puss-just what / wanted b
less you, child, bless you.' 9
The next day Paul came, for the
irst time in bis life, rather late to his
ounting-room. Casks and boxes, n
eemed to be startling with wonder. :
sCepeland, you are q fine fellow I
eard from Mrss Richards-proposeds :
o nv relation-Peyton-all right liz