Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1866-08-18
THEsEARcH FOR JOHN SMITH.

country nome, ana ut each visit had most CO, :
daily pressed us to return the compliment.
Last October, business called mo suddenly
to the city Of B, where our relatives re-
sided, and without having timc to write or
apprise them of my coming, was intending
o visit to the family of John Smith.
With my accustomed carelcssncss, had
left his precise address at homo in my notc
book, but I thought little of it; I could cas-
ly flud him. 1 thought to myself, as tho cars
set me down amid the smoke and bust!o of
B. tiiH
I enquired for my relative Of tho first hack
man came, across.
He looked ut nc with an i'll suppressed grin.
What was tho fellow laughing ut I 70 be
sure my clothes were not Of the very lntest cut,
and it is not just tho thing for any ono out of
the army to wear blue with bright buttons +;
but my coat was whole, md my aunt Betsy
had secured the buttons with whiting and soap
until they shono like gold. repeated my
question with dignity.
"Can you direct me to tho residence of
Mr.. John Smith ?'
Mr.. Smith?" he said slowly.
"Ycs, sir-Mr. John Smith lie married
my fathers great uaclc's eldest daughter Nc
linda"
81 don't think I know John Smith will,
wife Melinda" n,
John Smith seemed to be common noun
with him, from the peculiar tone he used in
speaking Of that individual.
"Ahv l remarked, "then there is more
than ono of that name in this city?"
rather think there is.
every we'll, then, direct nc to the near
est"
"The nearest isin West street. second hund
left corncr-you'll 500 tho name on the
door"
[ passed OH congratuating myself on the
cordial Welcome should receive from John
and Melinda. J.fI|a
Isoon reached the place-a handsome house
with the namo Oh a silver door platc-rang
the bella servant appeared.
60 Mr. Smith in 2" tu3
No, sir, Mr.. Smith is in the army"
Mrs. Smitl,--is she ?"
@" In the army ?-oh, no-sho's on the
beach," ll
"This is Mr.. John Smiths house is it 2"
"It is" ~
"Was his wifc's name Melinda, and was
she Byrne before she was married, from
SquashvilleW "aN 5t
The man Redeemed and responded nngrily
"Pll not stand here to be insultei. l.
Make off with yourself, OF. I'll call the police.
l thought from tho first that you. was ,sn entry
thief, but you don't play no game on mc %
and he banged the door in my face.
thief! If | hnd not been in such a
hurry to fnd the Smiths, should have given
that rasoally follow a sound chastising on the
spot.
Inquiry elected the fact that John Smith
lived in Arch street Thither bent my steps.
A maid servant answered my ring.
/" Mr.. Smith in?"
Before she could reply, a big rcd faced man
jumped out of the shadows behind tho door,
and laid his heavy hand on my shoulder.
Yes, sir, he cried in u voice of thunder.
Mr. Smith is in. He stayed ut home all
day on purpose to catch you, and now by Ju-
piter, I'll hive my revenge"
Sir" says I, "thcrc must be somc mis-.
tako Allow me to inquire if you are Mr..
John Smith ?"
"Pll inform you about Mr.. John Smith in
a way that you won't relish, il you don't set.
tie the damage forthwith. Five thousand
dollars is the very lowest fgurc--and you must
leave the country 2"
cried: What do you take mo for p
You'd better be careful or you II get your head
caved in!
"Ill cave your head in for you, you young
villain you'll" cried lie, springing at oIwitl'
his cane. Nt
"Oh, John, dear John |" exclaimed a shril
female voice, and a tall figure in sea Of
| ffounces bounded down tho stairway.
"Don't, for the love of heavcn-don't t mur
| der him u
!"Who tho deuce do you take mo for?'
cried |, my temper rising.
1t looks well for you to ask that ques.
tion !" sncercd tho man, "you who have won
my wife's heart, and are now here to plan tu
elope with her! I've found it all, out--you
needn't blush, and"
~ beg your pardon for intcrrupting you"
said |, I" but have never seen your wife be.
fore. perceive that she is not Melinda
the eldest daughter of my fathers great un-
Ole"