The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1867-02-13
THE REJECTED sANK NoTE.

What is the price Of this dIessin gown
slrE, asked a sweet faced girl, entering tn,
elegant store of Huntly 4 Warner, in
city and street Of city which shall b,
nameless.
1t was cloudy day. The clerks lounged
over the counter and yawned The man tC
whom Alice Lock addressed herself wa
jaunty and middle aged. He was heaC
clerk OF the extensive establishment o
Huutley Il Warner, and extremely conse
que htial in manner
This dressing gown We value at six dol
lars-you shall have it ior five as trade il
dull to-day"
Five dollars!' Alice lookt at the dress
ing gown longingly, and the clerk Looked a
her. He saw that her clothes. though made
and worn genteely, w'rc cnrImon enough il
texture ard that her face wis very much
out of the line How it changed, how
shaded, how lighted 10y the varied play o.
her emotions, The clerk could have swcrr
that she lad no more than that sum, five
dollars, in her possession.
The gown was very good one for the
price. 1t was Of common shade, tolela
BILE merine and lined with the same material
Il think she hesitatcd momcnt-"I
think lItake it. she said. Then seeing
In the face before her an expression she did
not like she biuShed as she handed out the
bill the clerk had made up his mind to take.
"JenniS, cried Torrent, the head clerk,
In quick pompous tono, pass up tie
note detector .Hr
Up ran the tow headed boy with the de-
tector, and down ran the clerks eye from
column to column. Then he looked over
with sharp glance, and exclaimed:
That's counterfeit bill"
Counterfeit! Oh, no--it aannot bal
The man who sent it cohd not have heen 50
careless: YOU must be mistaken. sr.'
Il am not mistaken; am never m sta
ken, Miss. must presume. of coure, that
you did not know it. although SO much bad
money has been offered MS nf late That we
intent to secure such rerops as pass it
! Who did you say sent iG' ...-
Mr. C, sir, Of New York. lie
could not send Inc bad money! said the
trembling, frightened girl.
"Humphi' said the clerk. We'll, there
is no doubt of tfi you can look TO- your.
self. Now don't let ne see you here again
w til you can bring good money, for we al
ways suspect such persons as you that cone
on dark days with we'll made story"
But, sir
You ee M k no explanations, Mis- y
said the man insultingly. Take your bal,
ana the next time you want to buy dress
ing gt wn, don't try to pass y6nr counter
| felt money" and as lie handed il, the bill
fell from his hands.
Alice caught it from the floor and lur-
! gied into the street.
| Such a shock the girl had never rec,iy-
| ell. s. o hurried to d banking establish
ment, found her way in, and presenting the
note to a noble looking man with gray hair,
| she taltered out, is this bad bill, sir?"
The cashier and 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, and with polite bow and somewhat
prolonged look, ne said
1T is go:d bill, Young lady
Il knew it was =" cried Alice, with a
quiyering look, "and he dared
She could 60 no further, but entirely over
come she bent her head, and the hot tears
had, heir WY. .... ......
Il beg pardon, have you had trouble with
it?' asked the cashier
ooh, sir, you will excuse me for giving
way to my feelirgs-1ut you SPOKE SO kind
" and felt so sure that it WAS good. And
[ think, sir, that such men rs one of the
clerks at Huntley & Warmers should be
removed He told me it was a counterfeit,
and added something am glad my father
did not hear. knew the publisher would
not send me bad money
Who is your father, voting lady?' asked
the coshier, becoming Interested.
''Mr. Benjamin Lock, SIR
'B niamin, Ben Lock? was he ever
clerk in the Navy Department at Washing
ton?'
Eyes, sir; We removed from there" re-
piled Alice since then she hesitated-
''he has not been well--aud we. are some
what reduced. Oh, why do | tell these
things, sir?''
"Ben. Lock reduced mur,hured the
cashier; the man who was the making of
mt! Give me the number and street, my
CT ild Your father was one of the best,
perhaps the only friend had. have not
forgotten him. No. 4, Liberty street. l
will ca this evening. Meanwhile, let me
have the bill; let me see-I'll give you an
other. Since | come to look, | haven't got
a fve--here s a ten; We Il make it llright. "
That evening the inmates of shabby
gentecl house received the cashier of the
VI Bank. MIR. Lock, man of gray
hair, though numbering but fifty years, rose
from his arm chair, and affectionately rect.
ed the familiar face The son Of the cash
ier accompanied him, and while the elders
talked toglher. Alice and the young nah
grew quite chatty.
Eyes, sir; [ have been quite uhfortu-
nate, said Mr.. Lock in low tone. II
have Just recovered as you ee, from rheu-
matte fever, coused by undue exertion, and
had it not been for that sweet girl of mine,
| know not what hould have done. She
by giving lessons in music and French, and
writing tor periodicals, has kept me, SO far,
from want.
''You shall not want, my old frieud,'
said the cashier. 1T We a 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: 1t is my gift and valued at twelve
huDdr.d year.
Pen cannot describe the Joy with which
the kind offer was accepted. The day of
deliverante had COME.
On the following morning he cashier en-
tered the handsome store OF Huntley &
Warner, and inquired for the hea clerk
| He came obsequiously!
Sir" said the cashier s,ernly, lis that
bad note. =
II think not, sir, stammeringly replied
the clerk.
The cashier went to the door. From his
carriage stopped young girl in company
with his daughter. au
did you not tell this young lady, my
ward, that this note was counterfeit? And
| did you not so forget selfrespect and the
interest Of your employers, as to offer an
INSULT" .
The man stood counfounded- dared
not deny--he could say nothing for himself
"If your employers keep you, sir, they
will no longer have my CUSTOM" said the
cashier, sternly You deserve to be horse