The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1869-01-08
4Iso,t YOUR father well offi0 inquired

Mr.. Hudson; and then he added:
''Does Charles ever call upon youf"
ono, sir. / have asked him to do so
several times, but he has never called"
care you contented here in this
boarding house z" inquired Mr.. Hud-
son.
at is very good boarding house,
and Mrs. Buntn treats me very kind
ly; but | often wish that | could live at
home with my father and Mother" an
swered Herbert.
"And why can't your How far is it
from here 2" asked his employer.
at is twenty-five miles, sir; rather
far to travel every day; and then can
not afford the expense" was Herbert's
reply.
"What time should you reach the
store in the morning"
CAT half-past eight, sir"
"And you would have to leave at
what hour in the afternoon 2"
about half past five, SIR"
"Not very bad hours for business
Perhaps it can be arranged so that you
can live at homo, Herbert"
90, should like it so much if could
| am SO homesick here in the city y
was the clerks reply.
"Wcll, III look into the matter, Her
bert. 1t seems pity that one who is
fond OF his home can't live there, in these
times of railways and fast travelling"
said Mr.. Hudson; and he rose to depart.
Herbert thanked him for his visit, and
said it would please him to see Mr.. Hud
son again.
The old gentleman descended the
stairs well satisfied with the call, and
said to himself; "Now for Charles Sch
mour's. l hope l shall find him as well
occupied as Herbert Bond"
On the way to the house, which was
three or four streets distant, Mr.. Hud-
sons attention was attracted to three
young men, who were talking very
loudly, and acting in rowdy manner,
pushing each other against passers-by,
and making rude, insulting remarks to
them. 1t SO happened that Mr.. IIud-
son wore q white hat. So when these
fellows passed him, they looked behind
and said, go, what hat !" "Who stole
tho donkcyi" "T'he man with the
white hatw and similar impoIite re-
marks. As they walked much faster
than he did, they were soon out of sight.
The boarding house was reached, the
bell rung, and Mr.. Hudson admitted
The servant said that Schmour was in,
and ushercd him to his chamber door.
Mr.. Hudson knocked, and the door was
Immediately flung wide open, and a
voice exclaimed:
"Well, old fellow, got along at last,
have you?" We're all ready for you;
have you got the--" Charles Sch
mour stopped here, and his face turned
deadly pale at seeing, instead of ono of
his boon companions, his venerable en-
ployer. 1t was several seconds before
he could recover his speech. 81 beg
your pardon, Mr. Hudson; you must
excuse me | expected friend this
evening, and in the dim light of the en-
try, l thought you were he. Walk in,
sir, and sit down."
Mr.. Hudson entered the room, and
was somewhat surprised to see there the
identical three young men who had in
suited him in the rect; they were
smoking cigars, and had their feet cle-
waited on the bureau, mantelpiecc and
bedstead. Mr.. Hudson knew at once
that he was a very unwelcome guest
The room was in confusion, and Sch
mour's actions were painfully awkward.
Nevertheless, his employer started con
versation, and had been there about ten
minutes, when footsep was heard on the
stairs and then the door opened little
way, and bottle of champagne came
rolling across the floor, followed imme-
diately by a round Dutch cheese, a bunch
of cigars, and two more bottles. Sch
mour looked dreadfully distressed, but
could do nothing. 1t was fourth friend
who had been out for refreshments, and
took this facetious mode of introducing
them into the chamber. Mr.. Hudson
thought it was time for him to go; so he
took his leave and returned to his home.
1t is almost needless to say thet Charles
Schmour's enjoyment of the evening
was decidedly married by this unexpsct-
ed visit. He and his friends had arrang-
ed for jolly good time.
Mr.. Hudson was not long in making
up his mind as to which one of his clerks
would make the most faitl i and eff
cient partner; and in less than week a it
was announced in the papers that Her
bert Bond was a member of the firm of
"Benjamin Hudson & Co." 1t was a
happy day for Herbert, for he could
live at home again ; and it was not many
years before he managed the whole of
the business himself, and became a
wealthy man.
| Charles Sehmour knew very well the
reason of Mr.. IIudsons choice, and no
never ceased to regret having formed
such improbable acquaintance as were
assembled in his room that unlucky