The emigrant aid journal of Minnesota. [volume] (Nininger City, Minn. Terr. [i.e. Minn.]) 1856-1858, 1858-03-31

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phrase goes, and though he had entered early into bust
ness, he had not neglected the cultivation Of his mind
and heart. He had found time to cherish a general &C
quaintance with the most noteworthy authors of the day,
both literary and religious, and with many of past times.
! After a few years of success IN the pursuits Of which
he had devoted himself, misfortunesc came thick and fast
upon him. He found himself left with scarcely any
property, and alone in the world, save his two only
daughters.
As year after year passed away, he grew steadily in
the confidence Of his employer, who felt, though he said
it not, that in him he possessed q treasures
Very little indeed was said BY either Of them, not
connected with the routine of business, and there had
been no intercourse whatever between them, save Ia the
counting room. Thus six years went by, towards the
close Of which period old Bremen was found looking
with muci frequency and earnestness at the young wo-
man before him = something was evidently brewing in
that old head. What could it be? And then, too, he
looked so curiously. The Irish servant was pushed.
Sure said james, something's coming.' Annie,
too, was somewhat p~erplexed, for those looks dwelt much
on her.
What is it, father 2 she said to him one morning
at the breakfast table, as he sat gazing steadfastly in
her face do tell me-
Il wish you would have him = burst forth like an
avalanche. Known him for six years-true az a ledg
era gentleman-real sensible .man--dcn't talk much
regular as clock ~sorks-prime for bpsiness-worth
his weight in gold,
Have Who father? What are you talking about ?
Wy utdu ClcEB2 AUpclduu-yOU Y AAOW luz
Ide-hayen't seen anybody else worth a quill
Annie was puzzled. She laughed, however, and
said
Marry my fathers clerk !! what would people say 2
sHumbug, child, all humbug-worth forty Of your
ws;sts ..l.. loo ~ lazy xs gentry sy..os say Wv, ws. .., they
money, after all /? got enough Of it-want : sensible
man WANT somebody to take care of it, all hunbug.'
What's all huubug, father
why, peoples notions on these matters-Copeland
ispoor-so was l nce--may be a~gain-world's full q
changes-seen a great many Of them in my day-can't
stay here long-got to leave you, Aunie-wish youd
like him. =
Father, are you serious p
Serious, child I! , and he looked 80.
Annie was a chip of the old block a strong-minded
resolute girl. A new idea seemed to strike her.
Father, if you are really serious in the matter, I'll
he likes me, and l like him, Til have him. But he
shall love me for myself alone I must know it. Will
you leave the matter to me?'
go ahead, my child, and do as you like. Good
morning
Stop a moment, father. l shall alter my name a
our friend Mrs. Richards, in H street. She shall
know the whole affair ; you shall call me BY my middle
name, Peyton [ shall be a relative Of yours; you
shall suggest the business to Mr.. Copeland, as you call
him, and arrange for the FIRST interview. The rest will
take care OF ITSELF
- / see, 1 see, anu one OF those rare smiles alumni
ated his whole face. 1t actually got between his lips,
parted them asunder, glanced upon a set of teeth but
little the worse for wear, and was resting there, when
he left the house for his counting room. The twilight
of that smile had not yet gone when he reached the
we'll known spot, and bowed, and looked good morn
ing to those in his employ, for old Paul was, after his
fashion, a polite man. On the morning of that day
what looks were directed to our friend Charles; 80 many,
so peculiar, so fall Of something, and the head clerk
could not but notice them, and that, too, With some
alarm. What was coming? At length the volcano
burst forth. a.,
copeland, my good fellow, why don't you get a
wife p
Had a thunderbolt fallen at his feet he could not have
been more astounded. Did MIR. Bremen say that, and
in his counting room too ? The very ledger seemed to
blush at the introduction Of such a a subject. He for
the first time made a blot on the fair pages before him.
Il say-why don't you get a wife know just the
thing for you-prime article-poor enough to be sure
what Of ,hat-a torture in a wife, you know sort
Of a relation Of mine-don't want to NEEDLE with other
peoples affairs, know our own business best-can't help
thinking you'll be happier-must see her.
Now the fact is, that Charles had for some time pas
thought so himself; but how the old man should have
OWNED bis feelings was quite a puzzle to him. In the
course Of the day a note was put into Mr.. Rremen's
hands by James, his Irish servant, tn" contents Of which
produced another grim smile. When the moment for
his return home arrived, MI. =. handed q sealed docli.
ment Of rather imposing form to Charles, saying.
Copeland, you'll 0bllgc me by leaving that at No.
81 H. street. Place it in the hands of the person
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
IL street. The door bell was r4ng. The servan,
ushered Copeland into a small, neat parlor, where sat y
lady apparently twenty-five or thirty years Of age, plain.
y dressed, engaged in knitting a stocking. Our friepd
bowed, and inquired for Mrs. Richards.
She is not in, but is expected presently; viii you
be seated ( There was an ease and ~quietness, and an
Dir Of s~elfcommand about this person which seemed
peculiar to Copeland. He felt at ease at once, (you a.
ways do With such people,) made some common place
remark which was Immediately responded to; Their
another and soon the conversation grew so interesting
, that Mrs. Richards was nearly forgotten. Her absence
was strangely protracted, but ut length she made hsa
appearance. The document was presented; a glanct
at the outside -
Mr.. Copeland Charles bowed.
Miss Peytou.' The young lady boxppd, and thus
they were introduced. There was noa Sa6crlar reasop
, for remaining any longer, aadsQussi 4 iakd toek his DE-
partu4e. = - ~ &uHs@ !.
That night, Annie saidsto Mr.. b., : I like his appear
ance, father -
FORWARD; march!e said old Paul, and he locke.
at his daughter Wit. vast satisfaction. 4a
The Guild man. a. swate tonight az a new potatee,
, said james to the copk.