The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1867-07-04
THE REJECTED BANK NOTE.

THE REJECTED BANK NOTE.
/ "What is the price of this dressing
| gown, sir p asked sweet faced girl, en-
tering the elegant store Of HuntIy &
Warner, in city and street of city
which shall be nameless. -
lounged over the counter and yawned =
herself was jaunty and middlezaged. He
was head clerk If the extensive establish
ment of Huntley 4 Warner, and extreme
| iysconseauentiai III his manner
This dressing gown We value at six
trade is dull to-day. ~
Five doilars!4 Alice looked at the
dressing gown 1ongingly, and the clerk
looked at her. He saw that her clothes,
though made and worn genteelly, were
common enough in texture, and that her
face was very much out of the common
line. How it changed now Shaded,
now lighted by the rariedplay of her
emotions. The clerk could almost have
sworn that she had no more than that
sum, fvedollars, in her possession.
The gown was very good one for the
price. 1t was of common shade, toler-
able merino, and lined with the same
material
II think''-she hesitated a moment
Il think I'll take it, she said; then see
ing in the face before her an expression
she did not like, she blushed as she hand
ed out the bill the clerk had made up his
mind to take
''Jennis,' cried Torrent, the head
clerk, in pompous quick tone, pass up
the bank note detector'
Up ran the tow-head boy with the de-
tector, and down ran the clerk eye from
column to coulmn. Then he looked over
with a sharp glance and exclaimed:
| That s 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 mistal,cn: I'm never mis-
taken, Miss. The bib is counterfeit.
must presume, of course. that you did
not know it, although so much bad mon
ey has been offered US of late that we in
I tend to secure such persons as pass it.
| Who did you say sent it p IJCIls.
Mr.. c., sir, of New York. lie
could not send me bad money! said the
! trembling, frightened girl
''Humphl' said the clerk ''Well
/ there's no doubt Of this; you can look
| for yourself Now don't let me see you
here again until your can bring good
money. for we always suspect such per.
sons as You that come on dark days with
a well made story &C.,.
i but, sir s3AtAt
You need make no explanations
Miss, said the clerk, insultlngly. Take
your bill, and the next time You want tc
buy dressing gown, don't try to pass
your counterfeit money, and as he hand
ed it the bill fell from his hands
Alice caught 1t from the floor and hur-
| ried into the street.
I Such shock the girl had never receiv-
ed. She hurried 20 the banking establish
ment, found the way in and presented
1.-THE note TO noble looking man with gray
HAIR, taltering out, Is this bill bad
one, sir
The cashier and his son happened to
| be the only persons present. Both no
ticed her extreme youth, beauty and agi-
tation. ~
The cashier looked closely and handed
1t back. as with polite Sow and some
what prolonged look. ne said
tt good bill, young lady
i knew it was cried Alice. with a
quivering lip and he dared -
She could go no further, but entirely
overcome. she bent he head, and the hot
tears had their way.
| L beg pardon, have you had any
trouble with it?P asked the cashier
oh, sir, you will excuse me for giving
way to my feelings-but you spoke 50
| kindly, and | felt SO sure it was good.
And | think, sir, such men as one of the
clerks in Huntley & Warmers should be
removed. He told 1Ie it was counterfeit.
and added something am glad my faith
er did not hear. | knew the publisher
would not send me bad money.
who is your father. young lady ?"
asked the cashier, becoming interested.
Mr.. Benjamin Locke Sir.
/ Benjamin Locke-Ben. Locke-was
he ever clerk in the navy department,
at Washington?'
Yes, sir; we removed from there, y
said Alice Since then she hesitated
= since then he has not been we'll
and we are somewhat reduced. Oh. why
| do [ tell these things, sir?''
! Ben locke reduced p nurmured the
cashier; the man who has the making OF
! Ak oisS uS fllS tiolliOCI anu Street, NY
child. Your father was one .ofthe best,
perhaps the only friend / had. I-lave
not forgotten him. No. Liberty street.
| will see him this evening Meanwhile
let me have the billet me see, III
give you another. Since / have come to
look, [ haven t got five, here's a ten
That evening the inmates of shabby
genteel house received the cashier of the
NJ Bank. Mr.. Locke, man of gray
hair, though numbering but fifty years
rose from his arm chair and much, affect
ea. greeted the familiar face The sor
% ,;1 5ne cashier accompanied him, and
"n,e ene elders talked together, Alict
ana the young man grew quite chatty.
Ga YES les slr; | have been unfortunate,
saiu .ur. LocS'' IN low Tone II have
just recovered, as you see, from a rhen
matte fever, caused by undue exer tnsa
and had It not been for that sweet girl i, .
NINE, l know not what should nav,