Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1857-06-11
I'm Search Of "a Sifu2 llOla.
BY MAURICE sLTNGsBY.

John Peters had jus; graduated from the
mercantile college i'll New York. and with
recommends ion and diploma in his pock-
et, was now in search Of situation. He
was good looking young man of twenty
three, and had earned with his own hands
the money Prof. Ferdinand CASTILLO de
Guer had received in exchange for his ed
ucation. If we mistake not, John Peters
was native of a small town in Connecti-
cut, which, from some overshot on the part
of previous compilers, had the misfortune
to be entirely overlooked by the great Mr..
Brooks, in his universal scrutiny of that
State.
For fear of rendering the town classical
as being the birthplace ofour hero, We shall
refrain from further notice of it, satis6edit
will induce future compilers to be more ac-
curate in their researches, and in course
of time, it may come to be awarded to the
aforesaid town, in spite Of it's present iso-
lation and obscurity, its due share of geo.
graphical importance.
In what part of the city John Peters re-
sided. or where he happened to be on the
morning to which we refer, is point not
clearly shown. am sorry. however, be-
cause the locality of John Peters might
tend to strengthen the identity of John Pc
ters, and prevent him chad this fact with
some other important items been clearly es-
tablished in the mind of the wealthy and
influential Joseph Meirs) from entrapping
the pretty bird which policy and worldly
calculation had already beat into the bush
for John Peters the second
That John Peters had been looking over
the morning papers, cannot be doubted,
from the fact that precisely nine o'clock a.
M, found him standing at the door of Mr..
Tos,,a Meirs' counting room; Mr.. Joshua
Meirs having advertised that morning for
book keeper.
Mr.. Meirs? Ibelieve I have the honor
ofaddressing Mr.. Joshua Meirs?' said John
Peters. touching lis hat and bowling pro-
foundly in the direction indicated.
The :ame!' responded Mr.. Meirs With
dignifed nod. Can be of any se.vice
to you? Please proceed
John Peters hesitated. and clan . abou.
the room; the presence Of Mr.. II rs was
recognizable IN every object
What shall do? IF there was only
hole somewhere Thought j I'm. But there
was no h"lo. anI he proceeded:
NV name is Pe.ers--Juhn Peters
Mr. M"i.s spranr from his arm chair, AS
thonrh hn hal .cceived shock from Some
invisible battery
John Peters? BY all that's gracious!'
cried Mr. Meirs, embracing him. And
here, like an old simpleton have / been
treating you, thinking you a stranger all
the while, according to the most frigid
rules of etiquette. deserve to be blowed
for ever having studied Count de Orsay's
Treatise But how is your father?-how
stupid in mel can see him in every feature
of your face; in good spirits l reckon?-
yes, see--no matter about the answer
arrived in the morning train--all tired out,
no doubt? Yes, of course, how could
expect you to be Otherwise-rode all night,
1 see! Perfectly unexpected thought
didn't dream of your coming before the ex-
piration of another week--think your ia
ther said in his letter a week from Friday;
to-day, let me see, is Wednesday, which
would leave it week from day after to-
morrow. But no matter; you are just as
welcome!--ah, here comes the omnibus; it
will take us within two minutes walk of nv
residence, and Bella is at home this morn
ing. She can't help be delighted-comc!"
And Meirs caught the arm of John and
started in the direction Of the street.
IL fear there is slight misundcrstand-
ing somewhere" faltered John, attempting
10 VlInuraW MS aTm, III Is true my name
is John Peters"
OF course, and my name is John Meirs
and you are to marry my daughter Bella.
| can sec no cause of misunderstanding in
the matter. Halol' he shouted. at the
same time beckoning to the driver of the
bus and renewing his hold upon John
Peters arm. Halo, there, two fares this
way!'
The driver held up, and Mr.. Meirs, in
spite of the half-formed remonstrance of
the bewidered John Peters. hurried into
the bus. and five minutes more they were
ascending the marble steps of the NOR
chants residence.
rs Bella at home?' inquired Mr.. Meirs
Of the servant on the landing.
'Tro.h. and think it was tho young
mistress voice was af.her hearing in the
peonny ROOM
Mr.. MelrS lei ha vav IN tho dirac ion