Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes County, Ohio) 1856-1865, 1857-08-06
"Perhaps he'll wait"
"No, he said he would not"
"What shall be done?,,


"No, he said he would not"
"What shall be done?,,
81 don't know"
''Can't you borrow some money!"
"Perhaps l can"
won't Mr.. Mason lend you some p
He has been very kind to you, and seems
TO be very much interested in you"
81 shouldn't like to ask him.
"Why not!"
81 should have to expose my affairs 10
him."
"Fll tell you what I'll do
"What!'
81 will write to Aunt Hannah. You
know how found she is of me. will ask
her to lend me hundred dollars. She is
rich, and perhaps she will give it to me-"
William did not like to have her do so,
but the perils in his path finally induced
him to consent. On the strength of the
letter he could put Spike off week Or two.
There was something to hope for at least,
and William ate his breakfast, and felt
much easier. He did not consider that
borrowing the money to pay debt, was
only transferring not cancelling it. But he
looked only to the present. If he could
only escape his importunate creditors this
time, he did not fear for the future.
1t wasa quarter of eight by the clock,
and he was required to be in the office IS
soon as the porter opened the gate.
Mr.. Mason was the agent Of the Bagg
Corporation, and a man of large heart and
excellent feelings. He was little eccen-
tric in some of his ways. He had views
and opinions of his own; he did his own
thinking; and perhaps that is what made
him seem odd to some people.
He had found William Taylor in store
tying up bundles for twenty dollars a
month. He had taken fancy TO him, and
knowing him to be prompt and correct
accountant, industrious and attentive to
business, and of excellent character, he
gave him his present situation. William
had been married over year then, and
was the father OF little boy.
Three hundred dollars looked like great
wages to William. So he took bettdS
house, put few articles of neat furniture
into it, opened accounts with the butcher,
and grocer, the baker and the keeper of the
livery stable.
On his present salary, he had made up
his mind that he could live very handsome
lv; and once or twice week he took Helen
out to ride. He was entirely devoted to
her, and she enjoyed riding so much that
it never occurred TO him to count the cost.
Mr.. Mason, a careful man, did count the
cost, and made up his mind that William
was little too fast. His suspicious were
confirmed by the livery stable keeper, who
came one day to inquire if the corporation
owed William anything. Others had
asked the same question. They did not
say much, but enough for Mr.. Mason to
understand that his protege was in debt.
Only a few of the employees on the cor
poration were paid quarterly. On the first
day of January, as Mr.. Mason went to the
factory, just before eight o'clock, he saw
the deputy sheriff standing at the gale
He was waiting there, probably, so that he
could rush in and serve his writ upon the
corporation, before the employees were paid.
Mr.. Mason thought Of William when he
saw the sheriff; so he went into the office,
opened the safe, took out some money, and
with the payroll under his arm left the
place.
Just as cur hero was putting on his hat
to 90 out, Mr.. Mason entered his little par
lor.
"Here, William, are seventy five dollars,
your quarters salary. Write your name
on the payroll" said Mr.. Mason.
"Yes, sir, but
"Never mind; sign your name."
"What does this mean, sir? hope -
"Nothing of the sort. There; that will
do. Pleasant morning, Mrs. Taylor"
Beautiful, sir"
Mr.. Mason took the payroll under his
again, and departed.
William was astonished, and so was his
wife. 1t looked mysterious. Why did Mr..
Mason do this? They could not imagine
On his way over, William paid the butch
er, the baker and the grocer, and had twen-
ty dollars lett, which would Just pay the
doctors bill. AS the clock struck eight
the porter opened the gate, and he took his
place at the desk. Mr.. Mason sat by the
stove, reading the Boston paper.