Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1862-02-06

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1 had friend who, being connecte,
with the press as a reporter, knew a
the hard cases, the gamblers, pugilists
fast men, etc. in the city.
To him, then, l applied, and togeth
er, we soon traced Morgan out. H
was bad character. lately from anoth
er city, and but little known in New
York. This much I wrote to Mis-
Thomas, and assured her that in th,
course Of week, If she would permi
it, would procure all the letters She
had written to Morgan, and return
them to her.
She replied that nothing could bt
more gratifying to her, and that she
should esteem it great favor.
That night, my friend, the reporter,
accompanied me to the house where
Morgan lodged, and found him at home
By preconcertion, my friend remained
close by the door, when We entered
the room, and / advanced to him.
'Mr. Morgan, believer
Yes SIR
You have some letters, signed Liz
zie Thomas have you not, sir?
why do you ask?'
Because, sir, 1 came to get them
for her. am the lady's brother!'
And suppose, sir, that l do not see
fit to give them up? Your demand is
impertinent.'
l turned to my friend.
Lock the door, SamP
He turned the key, which, had
seen, was in the lock, and we both
produced revolvers.
Where a-e those letters?
1-I-have not got them
Get them, thenp
sGive me a day-give me time!
'Give me those lettersP
You would not murder a man in
cold blood?'
Il want those letters, within Eve
minutes!'
took out my watch. and holding it
in my hand, presented my revolver,
capped and cooked. to bis head.
He turned pale as death, 6dgeted a
little, dropped the cigar he was smoking
at the time; and finally, arising from
his chair, tottered to bureau in the
corner. and took out dozen letters,
tied together wish a ribhQn.
received them without a word, let
the hammer OF my pistol down, and left
the apartment with my friend.
Two DAYS after, handed the pack
age to Lizzie, at the mail station, to
her infinite astonishment.
who left these here?' she asked.
No one. I procured them myself
She turned red, and trembled lit
tie.
who from?' she said.
From the very unworthy person
whose name is on their envelopes
Are you William who wrote to me
concerning him?'
Il am
How can l express my gratitude,
and explain this absurd AFFAIR."?
One moment. am just going out
to dine, and shall be charmed to ac-
company you a short distance, while
you tell me about it,
We had delightful stroll up Broad
way and about Union square, while she
explained the mystery. In moment
of ennui, she had answered 'matri-
monial advertisement in one Of the
daily papers, and had received reply
to her note. The advertiser desired an
interview; but she was afraid, and pre-
ferred to correspond for while first
The letters written by her unknown
friend were exceedingly good; and she,
being romantic, became deeply interest
ed in him. He professed to be an
artist, poor. but having expectations,
and suffering from i'll health. In this
character he excited her womanly SYM
pathies, her love of romance, and her
hopes of the future; while the lofty
spirit of resignation and Christianity
his letters breathed, quite csptivated
her. At length, after repeated impor-
tunities, she consented to meet him;
and, if 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 before a 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 a delightful ac
quaintance, and her gratitude to me
was SO great that by 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 bet
ter than my. mail-station clerkshIp.
1 have written this little episode down
merely for my amusement. Lizzie
now my wife-has read it thus far,
over my shoulder, and says ought to
have it published in some good paper,
as warning to young girls who have
fancy for answering advertisements.
R The figure of justice is placed
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