Cleveland daily leader. [volume] ([Cleveland, Ohio]) 1865-1873, 1866-03-31

Once your kind master, now your implor-
ing lover, CORNELIUS BuBB-
"P. S.-Don't forget to send receipt"
7 But no answer came TO this moving
epistle, and the cruel silence brought Bubb
to such a responding state, that probably
the advent of Hilary Term alone saved
his life. Indeed SO Disguised was he with
human life, that on Christmas Day he
made his landlady, Notwithstanding her
many protestations, provide a plate of
cold boiled beef for his dinner. Hilary
Term brought healthful work, his gang of
incompetents, and the exhilarating use of
his bitter tongue.
One night he was in one of his custom
airy fixes, out of which, somehow, he al
ways contrived to get without loss of pro-
fessional reputation. He had received un-
expected orders to writeo out some old notes
by the next day, and he had nobody to
help him. For reasons of his own, he
would trust solety to wandering clerks.
One of them came init was Dixon. He
had not seen him since Smiths disappear
anee.
GOOD evening, Mr.. Bubb; you owe
me fifteen and six" said Dixon, finging
down his bill.
Certainly, my dear boy why did you
hot bring it before ?" and Mr.. Bubb pull
ed handful of silver out of his pocket
and paid the claim without even a grum-
bic. He felt as a sergeant might feel slip
ping the shilling into the hand of a recruit.
You are in luck, my boy, tonight" he
said to Dixon, there are two hundred
folios for us to get through
Are there2' said Dixon drily, as he
receipted his bill.
"Yesj come look sharp, and get to
your desk"
Il am going to the theatre, Mr.. Bulb,
with a friend" replied Dixon, with a grin.
Bulb tried hard, but he could not
speak-it was a kind of gasp.
Dixon went on: "The fact is, 1 have
come into-that is, 1 am now independent
of short hand
"Then what did you want with my ff-
teen shillings ?" asked Bulb, who felt
himself robbed on false pretenses:
Here, my lad, said Dixon to the boy
"here is five shillings for you" This act
of muniicence confirmed Dixon's story.
He must have fallen into some good thing.
II wish had that young Smith here,
said Bubb regretfully, for he was again in
a fix.
al car tell you said Dixon, "what has
become of him. He has been sent by his
father to study medicine, at least SO his
sister told me"
"Whstl you know his sister ~ asked
Bubb eagerly.
"Yes. The fact is, 1 am am engaged
to be married to her.
"TO her that used to come here?"
What the devil do you mean by that.
Mr.. Bubb?" demanded Dixon in rather
fierce tones.
Bubb rose and twisted his chair be-
tween them, so that Dixon might not be
tempted to any foolishness. He tempo
Il meant to say, Dixon, how did
you become acquainted with the family?'
"Oh, l don't mind telling you hat All
my father was 8 poor barrister,
died before he got much prac-
ice, 1 have q few friends left; and
t was at the house of one of these
hat 1 met the sister of the young
gentleman who used to come here when
ne was under a cloud. She was so like
ler brother l was accustomed to walk
with, that l was COMPOUNDED at first,
md l suspected, that is, she told me they
we're twins, and that accounted for the re-
emblance. She is now waiting for me To-
axe her to Drury Lane. Goodbye, Mr..
3ubb. t
From that day, no short hand writer
without a beard burst present himself at
3ubb's office, and those with boards de- {
'iore their iIl-luck in having to go. +,