The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1867-07-12
THE REJECTED BANK NOTE.
A Good Story Briefly Told.

/ "What is the price of this dressing gown,
! sir?" asked a sweet faced girl, entering
! the elegant store Of Huntley 4 Warner, in
/ city and street of city which shall be
nameless. E1eH s
| 1t was a cloudy day. The clerks lounged
over the counter and fyawned.. The man
| to whom Alice Locke addressed herself was
iannty and middle aged. He was head
clerk Of the extensive establishment Of
/ Huntley & Warner, and extremely con-
sequential in manner.
'This dressing gown we value at six dol
lars-you shall have it for five, as trade is
dull TO day" adI
Five dollars - Alice looked at the
dressing gown lopgingly,. and the clerk
looked at her. He saw that her clothes
were made and worn genteely, were com
mon enough in texture, and that her face
was one out Of the common line. How ii
/ changed !-now shaded, now lighted up
by the varied play Of her emotions. The
clerk could almost have sworn that she had
no more than that sum, five dollars IN her
/ possession. .-- E #
i The gown was very good one for the
price. it was Of common shade, tolcr-
able merino, and lined with the same ma
terial. a a.E
II think, she hesitated moment, =
Il think I'll take it, she said then see
ing ia the face before her an expression she
/ aid not ike, she blushed as she handed out
the bill the clerk had made up his mind to
take. a.4 81 L. ur5rfE $50
'Jennis, said Torrent, the head clerk,
10 a pompous, quick tone, pass up the
bank note detector.
Up ran the tow headed boy with the de-
tector, and down ran the clerk S eyes from
column to column Then he looked over
with a sharp glance and exclaimed,
'That's a counterfeit bill Miss.
Counterfeit! Oh, no, it cannot be !
The man who sent it could not have been
so careless you must be mistaken sir.
Il am not mistaken: I'm never mista-
ken, Miss. This bill is counterfeit. |
must presume, Of course, that you did not
know it, although 50 much bad money has
been offered Of late that we intend to Sc
cure such personsas pass it. Who dld you
say sent it?'
'Mr. C, of New York. lie could
not send me bad money said the trem-
O' HumpG = said 5 5 clerk. 'well there $
no doubt about this you can see for your
SELF. Now, don tlet me see you here again
until you can bring good money, for we al
ways suspect such persons as you that come
on dark days with well made story" .
.Asg"You need make 10 explanation, Miss, )"
said the clerk insultingly. Take your
dressing gown, don't try to. pass your count
Acrfeit money! and as he handed it, the
bill fell from his hands Alice caught it
from the floor, aud hurried into the street.
Such a shock the girl had never received.
She hurried to banking establishment,
found her way in, and presented the note
to noble looking man with gray hair, falt-
eIing out, Is this bill bad one, sir?'
The cashier ard his sou 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 . 49,. Isl.
It's good bill! young lady
Il knew it was cried Alice, with a
quivering lip, 'and he dared
She could go 10 further, but, entirely
overcome, she bent her head, and the hot
tears had their way. ri ..y,F,
"Who is your father, young lady, asked
, the cashier, hecqming interested.
Benjamin Locke-Ben llocke-was he
, ever a clerk ia the Navy Department al
Washington ?''
eyes sir, we removed from there re
4 piled Alice. "Sincc then. she hcstatcd
: he has not been well--and we are some
what reduced. Oh, why do | tell these
things sir ?" .,-s- a.. ...
4 Ben Locke roduced!'' murmuring Tho
1 cashier ''the making of met Give mt
t his number and street, my child. Youl
;, father was one Of the best perhaps the
only friend had. I have not forgotten
[ him. No. 4, Liberty street. | will cal
= this evening. Meantime let me have the
i bill--let me see, I'll give you another
, Since have come to look, | haven't got q
i FIVE, here's ten we will make it come al
D right.
5 That oveuing the inmates of shabby
I genteel house received the cashier of the
M-----Bank Mr.. Locke man Of grey
hair, though numbering about fifty years,
: rose from his arm chair, and much affected
: greeted the familiar face The son of the
cashier accompanied him, and the young
i man grew quite chatty.
5 Ies, sir. | have been unfortunate
: said Mr. Locke, in low tone. 81 hav,
: Just recovered, as you see, from rheumati
fever, caused by undue exertion, and had i
not been for that sweet girl of mine,
t know not what | should have done. She
g by giving lessons in music and French ant
i NiltiuS ioI peiloulCdISi HdS hept uic So Ia
n above want" ~ saa 5at
You shall not want my old friend
: said the cashier. 1t was a kind Provi
$ dence that sent your daughter to me.
: There is n place in the bank just made va
e cant by the death of available clerk an,
: it is at your disposal. 1t is my gift, an
e is valued at twelve hundred a year Pen
y cannot describe the joy with which thi
! kind offer was accepted. The day of de
}. liverance had come. ~
s. On the following morning the cashier en-
/ tered the handsome store of HuntIey 4
! Warner, and inquired for the head clerk
c lie came obs equiously.
? 'Sir," said the cashier, is that ba
p note 2"
ii think not, sir, stammeringly re
!, piled the clerk.
! The cashier went TO the door. From hi
y carriage stepped young lady in colnpaD
with his daughter.