American Lancaster gazette. [volume] (Lancaster, Ohio) 1855-1860, 1856-02-14
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close work-a thousand year
| None in the world
When cap yoabegin?' a
| tNowi'
Areal smile shcne on the cid mans face.
II fingered there like the rays of the set
ting sun among the clouds Of evening,
lighting up those seemingly hard. dark fsa-
lures.
A stool was pushed TO the new conner,
books were opened. and matters explained,
directions given, the pen was dipped in
the ink, Gnd IN short before an hour had
passed away. you would have thought the
old nan and the young man had known
each other for years. i.
In reference 10 our new friend, il will be
sufficient to remark that he had been libor-
ally educated, as the phrase goes, and tho
be lad entered into business, he bad not
neglected the cultivation Of his mind and
heart. He had found time to cherish a
general acquaintance with the most note
worthy authors Of the day. both literary
and religious, and with many of past times.
After few years Of success in the pursuits
to which no had devoted himself, misfor-
tune came thiak and fast upon him. He
found himself left with scarcely any proper
ty. and alone in the world, save his two
lovely daughters.
As year after year passed away he grew
steadily in the confidence Of his employer,
who felt, though he said it not, thatin him
he possessed treasure.
Very little. indeed was said by either Of
them not connected with the routine Of bu-
siness, and there had been no intercourse
whatever between them, save inthe couat-
ing room. Thus six years went by, to-
wards the close Of which period old Mr..
Bremen was found looking with much fre-
Iqusncy and earnestnsss at the young man
before him.. 6omething was evidently
brewing in that old head. What could It
be? And then. too. athonle he looked SO
curiously. The Irish servant was puzzled.
Sure said James Something's coming. =
Annie, too, was somewhat perplexed. for
those looks dwel't much on her.
What is il fsther?' che said to him one
morning at the break fast table, as he sat
gazing stsadfastly in her face. what is il?
Do tell me- tlt
4 wish you'd have hint burst forth like
an ayalance. known Elm for six years
true as a ledger--a gentleman--re ssnsi-
ble man--dou't talk muoh--regular as a
clock prime for business worth his
weight in gold
|. Have who, father? What are you talk
| ing about? :,
My head clerk. Copeland--you don't
know him--I do-havn't seen anybody
else worth an old quill !.
| Annie was puzzled. She laughed, how
ever. and said:
Marry my fathers clerk! What would
the world say?'
'Humbug, child, oil humbug-worth
forty Of your whiskered, lounging. lazy
gentry-say what they please--what do
care?--what do you care?--what's money
after all?-got enough Of it--want sensi.
BILE man--want somebody to take care o!
it-all humblg.'
What's all humbug. father?'
/ why, peoples notions on these mat
ters. Copeland is poor. so was once, may
be again, worlds full Of changes, seen q
great many Of them in my day, can't stay
here long, got to leave you, Annie, wish
you'd like him..
/ Father, are you seriousP
'Serions, childl' And he looked so.
Annie was chip Of the old block, q
strong minded, resolute girl. A new idea
seemed to strike her.
| Father, if you are really serious in thi;
matter, I'll see this Copeland; I'll get ac
quainted with him. If he likes me, and
like him, I'll have him, But he shall love
me for myself alone; Unjust know it. VIII
you leave the matterto me|
Go ahead. my child, aud do as you
| like. Good morning'
STOP moment, father. / shall alter my
name little; / shall appear to be pool
4 girl, a companion Of our friend. Mrs. Rich,
4 ards, In II H---street; she shall know the
pwhole affair; You shall call me by my mid
die name, Peyton; shall bea relative o
yours; youshall suggest the businsss o
Mr.. Copeland, as you call him. and arrange
for the first interview. The rest will take
care Of itself ,s !.
i see, | see, and one OF those rare
smiles illuminated his whole face. It 40
tually got between his lips, parted them a
| sunder, glanced upon q sci Of teeth but lit
lie the worse for wear and was resting
there when he left the house for his count
ing room. The twilight Of that smile wal
| not ret gone when !, he reached the well
known spot, and bowed and looked "goot
morning to those in his employ. for ole
4 Paul was, after his fashion, a polite man
lon the morning Of that day what look,
were directed to our friend Charles!, 81
many. SO peculiar. So full of something
that the head clerk could not but notice
i them, and that toowith some alarm. Wha
was coming? AT last the volcano burs
forth
| Copeland. my good fellow, why don
you get wife?'
I Had q, a,thunderbolt fallen at his feet b,
! could not have been more astounded. Die
Mr.. Bremen say that, and in the counting
room, too? The very lsdgsr seemed (
blush al the introduction Of such . subject
d He, for the first time, made blot on th,
! fair page before him.
i i say4-why don't you get awife?--
know Just the thing for you4--rrime articlt
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