East Saginaw courier. (East Saginaw, Mich.) 1859-18??, 1864-01-06


we nearly had regular Mysteries.
But who was the Friend ?' That
was the question. We were all borrt
Yankees, and did o,ir best at guess
ing;" but it didn't help as. Well, at
any rate, it was very. nice, oil round.
hadn't to DO routed. No; nor John;
nor his dear old mother. And pussy
purred round us as if she had as much
reason to be glad as any ono of us
and the canary trilled so sharp
strain that we were obliged to muffig
his cage and his enthusiasm with
Johns red silk pocket handkerchief
Mrs. Harris and l had not got our
feminine tongues still, the hext day,
when John came back, in the middle
of the forenoon, with another riddle
to drive our womanly curiosity still
moro distracted. He was requested
to call immediately-so a note he had
just received, read--at--& Co.'S;
and accept tho head clerkship, at
salary of sl400 year; being highly
recommended by person, whose
name his new employer declined Civ
ing. 3 aal r aal
That was greater puzzle still
John and his mother had rich rela-
tions to be sure; but though they had
always been interfering in oil their
plans for making living, they never
had been known to give them any
thing except advice, or to call on
them by daylight; and it wasn't at all
likely that ''the leopard would. change
his spots" at that late day. No, it
couldn't be Johns rich relatives, who
were always in such panic lest the
upper tendon should discover that
their cousins, the Harrises, lived in
an questionable part Of the town.
dined at one one o'clock, and noticed
tradespeople and mechanics.
We were too sensible to believe in
fairies, and who the mischief was
emptying tho ''horn Of plenty" in that
way ct our feet. Yas the question
When we awoke the next morning,
we found in the hack yard barrel of
apples, a barrel of flour, keg Of but
ter, bag of buckwhoat -four, labelled
"Fcr Mr.. John Harris, street"
John declared, latter pinching him
self to see if he was really John) that
he fastened tho gate inside tho very
last thing before he put his night-cap
on.
Mrs. Harrissaid somebody must have
climbed over and unfastened IL; and I
jumped right up and down, for a
bright thought had just struck me,
and L was determined to hold on to il,
for / didn't have a bright thought
every day. n'
"What now ?" said John; as ca
pered round the room. 'n
sob! nothing" said 1, "only it
takes a woman to find out secret
to keep it, too" L added, swapping my
fingers at him. 81
That day / thought it would do mo
good to ride about in an omnibus. L
tried several. 1t didn't make mitch
difference to me whether they went up
the street or down, or where they fn-
ally stopped. L was looking moro ut
the passengers. l.l. d
BY and by 1 saw theperson 1 want
ed. Said l, in n whisper, sitting down
beside him, "House rent--clerkship--
Observation-Disclosures and buck
wheat, all for seat in an omnibus %
Didn't i know that the fairy"
was the nice old man with silver locks?
Didn't he bribe me to hold my tongue
by telling me that he might get peep
at John and his mother? Didn't he
come? and didn't l look as much as
tonished when he called rs fit hadn't
been all settled two days previous ?
But how was / to know that Mrs.
Harris would turn out to be an old
love of his? How was John to know
when no felt such On irresistible i'm
pulse to be kind TO the old man, that
his hair had grown white loving his
mother? How was the old man to
know why he loved John SO well, and
thought him one of the finest young
men he had ever seen ? How was l
to know that 1 was to turn out to be
what | always SO mortally hated, a
feminine matchmaker?