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

! 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.
o~uaintance 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, misfortunes 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 a 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 IN the
counting room. Thus six years went by, towards the
close Of which period old Bremen was found looking
with much 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 80 curiously. The Irish servant was puzzled.
Sure said james, something's coming Annie,
toe, was somewhat perplexed, tor those LOOKS o"et mucn
on her.
What is it, Father p she said to him one morning
at the breakfast table, as he sat gazing s~teadfastly 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-reals sensible man--dcn't talk much
regular as clock york-prime for busness--worth
his weight in gold =.
Have who, father? What are you talking about ? ,
.My head clerk, Copeland-you don't know him-I
dc-hayen't seen anybody else worth a quill
Annie was puzzled. She laughed, however, and
said ss
marry my fathers clerk what would people say z
'Humbug, child, all humbug-worth forty Of your
w%hiskered. l%ounging, lazy gentry; say what they
please ;sshnt do I care what dc,5ou Saze swtaIs
money, after all? got enough Of it-want : sensible
man want somebody to take care of it, al! hunbug.'
What's all humbug, father?'
'Why, peoples notions on these mattcrs-Copeland
is poor-so was I nce-may be again-world's full Of
changes-seen a great many of them in my day-cant
stay here long-ggot to leave You, Aunie-wish you'd
like him. -
Father, are you serious p
Serious, child and he looked 80.
Annie was a chip of the old block a s~trong-minded,
resolute girl. A new idea seemed to strike her.
Father, if you are really serious in the matter, I'll
see this Copeland; I'll get acquainted with him. If
he likes me, and l like him, I'll 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 q moment, father. l shall alter my name a
little I shall appear to be a poor girl, a companion of
our friend Mrs. Richards, in H. street. She shall
know the whole affair; you shall call me BY my middle
name, Peyton; I 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
Il see, / see,' and one of those rare smiles illumin-
} ated his whole face. 1t actually got between his lips,
! parted them asunder, glanced upon a get Of teeth but
: little the worse for veal, 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 III his employ, for old Paul was, after his
fashion, a polite man. On the morning of that day
J what looks were directed to our friend Charles 30 many,
80 peculiar, so full 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.
copeland, my good fellow, why don't you get a
wife ?
, Had a thunderbolt fallen at his feet be could not have
been more astounded. Did MIR. Bremen say that, and
t in his counting room too ? The very ledger seemed to
l blush at the introduction Of such a ! subject. He for
the first time made a blot on thu. fair pages before him.
: Il s~ay-why don't you get a wife ?-know just the
l thing for you-prime article-poor enough to be sure
what Of that-a Torture in a wife, you know-a sort
e Of a relation Of minc-don't want TO NEEDLE with other
y 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 past
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.. Bremen
hands by James, his Irish servant, the contents Of which
: produced another grim smile. When the moment for
, his return home arrived, Mr.. 3. handed a sealed docn.
! ment Of rather imposing form to Charles, saying
t copeland, you'll obligc 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 eise.' e-
The clerk saw on the outside, Mrs. Richards, No. 81
= Il street. The door bell was rung. The servant
o ushered Copeland into "a small, neat parlor, where sat q
II lady apparently twenty-five or thirty years Of age, plain,
q !y dressed, engaged in knitting a stocking. Our FRIEND
I bowed, and inquired for Mrs. Richards.
e 'She is not in, but is expected presently; will you
be seated There was an ease and quietness, and an
Dir Of selfcommand about this person which seemed
b peculiar to Copeland. He felt at ease at once, (you al
ways do With such people, made some common place
remark which was Immediately responded to; Their
another and soon the conversation grew so interesting
k that Mrs. Richards was nearly forgotten. Her absence
was strangely p~rotracted, but ut length she made he,
appearance. The document was presented; a glanc,
at the outside -
'Mr. Copeland:' Charles bowed.
E Miss eytou.' The young lady bosed, and thu,
they were introduced. There was no. 16rticrlar reasos
for remaining any longer, and our tidhd took his DE-
partu7e. : = sS - 4:# >.
That night, Annie saidto Nj. b., Il like his appear
ance, father
Forward march, said old Paul, aud he iookes
at his daughter with vast satisfaction.
The ouId mans a. swate tonight as a new potatee,
10 said james to the cook.