Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1858-03-17
HUNTING A SITUATION.
4 GOOD STORY,

John Peters had just graduated from the
mercantile college in New York, and with a
recommendation in his pocket, was now in
search of situation. He was good looking
young man of twenty three, had earned with
his own hands the money Professor Ferdinand
Costello de Guer had received for his educa-
ton when finished. If we mistake not, John
Peters was native of little town in Connec-
ticut, which, from some oversight on the part
OF previous compilers, has had the misfortune
TO be entirely overlooked by the great Colonel
Binokes, in his universal scrutiny of the State.
For fear of rendering the town classical, as
being the birthplace of our hero, we shall re-
frain from further mention of it, satisfied that
the curiosity as already excited, will induce
future compilers to be more accurate in their
researches, and thus, in the course of time, it
Inay come to be awarded to the aforesaid town,
in spite of its isolation and obscurity, its due
share of geographical notice and Importance.
In what part of the city j ohm Peters resided,
or where he happened to be on the morning to
which refer, is point not clearly shown.
] am sorry, however, because the locality of
John Peters might tend to strengthen the iden-
tity Of John Peters, and prevent him (had this
fact, with other important items, been duly es-
tablshed in the mind of the wealthy and infiu-
ental John 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 8 O'Clock 4. NJ. found him standing
at the door of John Meirs counting-room Mr..
Mcirs having that morning advertised FOR
book keeper.
81 believe l have the honor of addressing
Mr.. John Meirs ?'' said John Peters, touching
his hat and bowling profoundly.
ssThe same, responded Mr.. Meirs, with a
frigidly dignIfied bow. .sCan / be of any SER
vice to you 2 Please proceed
John Peters hesitated and glanced about the
room the presence of Mr.. II. was recognise
ble in every object.
ssWhat shall do If there was only a hole
somewhere" thought John. But as there was
no hole, our hero proceeded.
"My name is Peters-John Peters at your
service.''
though he had received shock from some in
visible battery.
"John Peters, by all that's gracious" cried
Mr.. Meirs, embracing him. ssAnd here, like
an old simpleton. have l been treating you,
thinking, you a stranger all the while, accord
ing to the most frigid rules of etiquette de-
serve TO be blowed for having studied Count
De Orsay's Treatise. But how is your father
how stupid in me. L can see him in every
feature of your face-in good spirits reckon
yes, see; no matter about the answer-ar-
Iived in morning train-all tired out no doubt.
Yes, of course, how could expect you to be
otherwise 7-rode all night, / see Perfectly
unexpected. Though l didn't dream of your
coming before the expiration OF another week
i think your father said in his letter week
from Friday-to-day, let me see, this is Wed
1esiay, which would leave 1t a week from day
after tomorrow. But no matteri you are just
as welcome. All! here comes an omnibus, 1t
yili take us within two minutes walk of my
r. sidence, and Bella is at home this morning.
Sue can't help but be delighted-come; 30 and
n, caught the arm of John Peters and started
in The direction of the street.
II fear there is slight misunderstanding,
zernewhere ?'' faltered John, attempting to
yyf.hdraw his arm; s'it is true my name is
ohn Peters"
of course. and my uame is John Meirs, and
yoa are to marry my daughter Bella. can
gee no misunderstanding in the matter" Hal
10. ne shouted. at the same time beckoniDg to
she driver of the bus, and renewing his hold
apsn John Peters arm ehalto, there, TWO
fares this way"
Iae driver held up, and Mr.. Meirs in spite
ot tne half formed remonstrances OF the oe-
wiifered John Peters, hurried him into the
'bus and in five minutes more they were as
ending the marble steps of the merchants
MANSION.
SIS Bella at home 20 inquired Mr.. Meirs OF
ttic servant.
s'Troth, and think it was the young mis-
Treas's voice was after hearing just now IN
the psnnny room.''
Str. Mefrs led the way in the direction indi-
cated, while John, much embarrassed, follow
ed. He felt that it was high time for an ex-
planation. But Mr.. M4irs was too much pre-
1oeapied with the onk idea, the identity Of
John Peters and his marriage with Bella, to
Feed the confused and broken sentences OF