The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1866-11-30

found her way IN, and presented the note
to noble looking man with gray hair, fal.
tered out, as this bad bill, sir 2"
The cashier aud his son happened to be
the only persons present. Both noticed her
extreme youth, beauty and agitation.
The cashier looked closely and handed it
back, as with polite bow and somewhat
prolonged look, he said;
TT is good bill, young lady"
al knew it was" cried Alice, with
quivering lip, "and he dared
She could go no farther, but entirely over
come, she bent her hoad, and the hot tears
had their way.
81 beg pardon, have you had trouble
with IL 2" asked the cashier.
"0h, sir, you will excuse me for giving
way to my feelings-but you spoke 30 kind.
ly and felt so sure that it was good. And
think, sir, such men as one of the clerks at
Huntley & Warmers shonld be removed
lie told me it was counterfeit, aud added
something am glad my father did not
hear. knew the publisher would not
send me bad money!
"Who is your father, young ladyY" asked
the cashier, becoming interested.
"Mr. Benjamin Lock, sir"
"Beniamin. Ben. Lock was he ever q
clerk in the Navy Department at Washing
toni"
"Yes, SIR; we removed from there" ro
piled Alice. "Since then '-she hesitated
=" he has not been well-ahd we arc
somewhat reduced. Oh, why do | tell these
things, sir ;"
Ben. Lock. reduced" |" murmured the
cashier " the man who was the making OF
me Give me the number and street, my
child. Your father was one of the best,
perhaps the only friend | had. have not
forgotten him. No. 4, Liberty street !
will call this evening. Meanwhile, let me
| have the bill let me see-Pll give you an
other. Since como to look, havn't got a
| 6ve-heres a ten wei make it all right
That evening the inmates of shabby,
genteel house received the cashier of the
| Nj Bank. Mr.. Lock, a man OF gray
hair, though numbering but fifty years, rose
| from his arm chair, aud affectionately greet
ed the familiar face. The son of the cash.
ier accompanied him, and while the elders
talked together, Alice and the young man
grew quite chatty.
Yes, sir, have been unfortunate said
Mr.. Lock ia low tone. " | have inst re,
covered, as You see, from rheumatic fever,
caused by undue exertion and had il not
been for that sweet girl OF mine, know not
what shonlj have done. She, by giving
lessons in music and French, and writing
for periodicals, has kept me, SO far, from
want.' To
"You shall not want, my old friend !" said
the cashier. Z" 1t was kind Providence
that sent your daughter to me. There's a
place in the bank Just made vacant by the
death of a valuable clerk and it is at your
disposal. tits my gift, and valued at twelve
hundred year.
Pen cannot describe the joy with which
the kind offer was accepted. The day Of
deliverance had come.
On the following morning The cashier en-
tered the handsome store of Hun,ley &
Warner, and inquired for tive head clerk.
Ho came obsequiously.
"Sir," said the cashier, ernly, is that q
bad note.
Ill think not, SIR" STAN neringly re.
piled the clerk.
The cashier weLt TO the door. From his
carriage stepped young girl in company
with his daughter. 'H
"Did you not tell this young lady, my
ward, that this note was counterfeit2 Aud
did you not so forget selfrespect and the
interests of your employers, as to offer an
insult?"
The man stood confounded- he dared not
deny--he could say nothing for himself.
IF your employers keep you sir, they will
no longer have my custom" said the cash
ier, sternIy. . You deserve to be horse.
whipped, sir"
The firm parted with. their unworthy
clerk that very day, and he left the atore
dsgraced, but punished Justly. Alice Lock
became the daughter of the good cashier
All of which came out Of calling genuine
bill counterfeit