The Plymouth weekly Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1860-1869, 1860-02-02


She replied that nothing could be more
gratifying to her, and that she should es-
TEEN me as her greatest benefactor, if l
fulfilled my promise.
That night, my friend, the reporter ac-
companied me to the house where Morgan
lodged, and found him at home. By pre-
concentration, my friend remained close by
the door, when we entered the room, and l
advanced to him.
Mr.. Morgan, believer
Yes, sir
You have some letters signed Lizzie
Thomas, have you not, sir?'
why do you ask?'
Because, fir, came to get them for
Der. l am the lady's brother
And suppose sir that do not see fit to
give them mp. Your demand is imperti-
nent.'
| turned to my friend.
Lock the door, Sam!
He turned the key which l he'd seen in
the lock, and we both presented revolvers.
Where are those fetters?'
I--I---have not got them
Get them, then
'Give me day. give me time!'
'Give me those fetters!'
You would not murder man in cold
blood?'
Il want those letters within five minutes
took out my watch, and holding it in
my left hand, presented ny revolver,
capped and cooked, to his head.
ri I Il Il I'll -
tie, dropped the cigar he was smoking,
and finally arising from his chair, tottered
to bureau in the corner, and took out a
dozen letters tied together with ribbon.
received them without word, let down
the hammer of my pistol carefully, and
left the apartment of my friend.
Two days after | handed the package to
Lizzie, at the mail station, to her infinite
astonishment.
WHO left them here?' she asked
No one. procured them myself
She turned red, and trembled little.
'WLo from?' she said
From the unworthy person whose name
is on the envelopes
Are you Williams VINO wrote me
concerning him?'
Il am.'
How can express my gratitude. and
explain this absurd AFFAIR."
One moment. / am just going out to
dine, and shall be charmed te accompany
you short distance. while you tell me all
about it,
We had a delightful stroll up Broadway.
and about Union Square, while she ex-
planned the mystery. Ina moment of en-
mn she had answered matrimonial ad-
vertisement in one of the daily papers,
and had received reply to her note The
advertiser desired an interview but she
was afraid, and preferred to correspond for
awhile first. The letters written by her
unknown friend were exceedingly good.
and she. being romantic, became deeply
interested in him. He professed to be
an artist. poor, but having expectations;
suffering from i'll health. In this charac-
ter he excited her womanly sympathies,
her love of romance, aud her hopes of the
future, while the lofty spirit Of resignation
and Christianity his letter breathed. quite
oaptivated her. AT length. after repeated
liupottullitics oHe CpHScnltu tO meet Hlm |,
and they were mutually satisfied to marry
him privately; a step he wished on account
of bis expectations. which might be
destroyed if his marriage were known be-
fore certain will was opened.
The day before this first interview was
to have taken place, she received my note,
warning her Of Morgan's real character.
Well, | found her delightful acquain.
tance, and her gratitude to me was 80 great.
that (by a little delicate diplomacy she
persuaded her father, President of Wall
street banking house, to get me very good
position therein--a place that suits me
much better than my mail-station clerk
ship.
have written this little episode down
merely for my amusement. Lizzie--pow
my wife has read it thus far, over my
shoulder, and says ! ought TO publish it.
as warning TO young girls who have fan
cy for answering advertisements; but l
shall not. She threaters o furnish my
friend Sam with copy Of it, but she only
knows him by sight, and | have little fear