True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1857-12-09
2. Raglan, Editor and Proprietor,

SuHeWnaI eIpleAeu1 ioT MoSe lOuNS uWelt
much or her.
"What is it father 2" she said to him
one morning at the breakfast table, as he
sat gazing steadiaSlly in her face do
tell me-"
IL wish you would have him !" burst
forth like an avalanche. Known him
for six years-true as a..edger-a gentle.
man--real sensible man--don't talk much
regular as clock work--prime for busi.
ness--w worth his weight in gold"
Have who. father! What are you
talking about!"
Z" My head clerk, Copeland--you do
not know him-I do--haven't seen any
body else worth quill"
Annie was puzzled. She laughed how
ever, and said
"Marry my fathers clerk! what would
people say!
&" Humbug. child, all humbug-worih
forty of your whiskered, lounging. lazy
gentry; say what they please; what do
| care what do you care ! what's mon
ney, after all ! got enough orit-want a
a sensible man--want somebody 10 take
care ofit; all humbug"
What's all humbug, father :" e..
Why peoples notions in this matters
Copeland is poor-so was | once--
may he again--world's full Of changes
seen great many Of them in my day
can, stay here long-got to leave you
Annie-wsh you'd like him
Father, are you serious I"
Serious, child !" and he looked so.
Annie was chip of the old block ; a
strong minded, resolute girl. A new ilea
seemed to strike her.
Father. if you are really serious in
, in the matter, I'll see this Copeland; ). III
get acquainted with him. II he likes me
= and | like him I'll have him. But he
shall love me for myself alone ISmust
know it. Will you leave the matter to
me!"
0 $50 ahead, my child, and do as you
like. Good morning.
= "Stop moment, father. shall alter
u my name little ; | shall appear as
e poor girl, companion of our friend Mrs
u Richards in H street. She shal
J, know the whole affair; you shall call mt
II by my middle name Peyton shall be
a relative Of yours; you shall sugges
tie business to Mr.. Copeland, as you cal
him, and arrange for the first interview
u The rest will take care of itself"
r II see, see." and one of those rare
Is Is smiles Illuminated his whole face. !
II actually got between his lips, parted then
ii asunder, glanced upon set Of teeth bu
D, little the worse of the wear, and was res
NJ ting there, when he left The house for hi
- - counting room. The twilight Of tha
III smile had not yet gone when he reache
the well known spot, and bowed an
as looked "good morning." TO those in HI
le employ, for old Paul was, after his fash
~ ion a polite man. On the morning
that day, what looks were directed to ou
ht friend Charles so many. so peculiar,
full of something, that the head cler
IL could no, but notice them, and that toe
with some alarm. What was coming Z
IT. At length the volcano burst forth.
q copeland, nay good fellow, VIII
don't you get wife :"
Had a ,hunderbolt fallen at his feet f
could not have been more astonshed.-
Did Mr.. Bremen say that ! and in Il
counting room too? The very ledg'
OF seemed to blush at the introduction
NJ, such subject. He for the first tim
lro made blot on the fair page before hlr
"I say, why don't you get wife Z
erf' know just the thing for you-prime ar'
'a:' cle-poor enough to be sure-what
IN iha,-a fortune in wife, you know
so a sort Of relation Of mine-don't want
5n!t meddle with other peoples affairs, kno
ad our own, business best-can't help thin
-, ing you'll be happier--you must see her
'nI m Now, the fact i s that Charles had
M -" sometime been thinking so himself; b
co. co. how the old man had OWNED his though
uu' W was quite a puzzle to him. In the cour
va" val ofthe day note was put into Mr.. b
,no .oa mer's bands by James his Irish serva
.S .Se the contents Of which produced anott
!e ~. grim smile. When the moment for
m 'n return home arrived. Mr.. B. handed
I'aI I sealed document of rather imposing to-
;,L M to Charles, saying
self "Copeland, you'll oblige me by LEI
one ing this at No. 67, H street
oh. Place it 10 the hands Of the person
whom it is directed don't want to tr
he it to anyone else."
his The clerk saw on The outside, N
not, Richards, mo. 67, IL street. Z
door bell was rung. The servant ush
ther Copeland into small neat parlor, VIII
line sat a lady, apparently twenty five or Il
ter ty years Of age. plainly dressed, ergaI
in in knitting a stocking. Our friend bC
vent ed, and enquired for Mrs. Richards.
pe. !" She is no, in, but is expected
King sently will you be seated e. IN
IS at was an ease and quietness about
hing person tha, seemed peculiar to Copela
cad. He feh at once at ease, (you always
he with such people,, made some comm
want place remark, which was immediately
mes, sponded TO then anothssi and soon