The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1869-05-06
THE KING AND THE BANKER.

"Sometime ago." said Mr.. Peabody
the banker, TO the writer 0f the follow
ing anecdote, "blsiness of Importance
required my speedy presence at the
Prussian capital. Our house had not
long before been established, and as the
Prussian government wanted money, /
thought it eXpedient to see the minis
ter without delay. The journey was
somewhat dangerous, as the state OF
Germany had become rather precari-
Gus. The French had been SO polite as
to pay us unasked, a visit, and were not
likely to look with IA very kind eye on
banker who was Fastening to the seat
Of government to lend money. Howev-
er, was young, undaunted Of a happy
flow OF fspirits, and cared neither for
Napoleon nor any Of his adherents, and
so bid Anthony, who is my witness
the well embroidered footman nodded
complacently from behind the chair Of
his master-"to make himself ready, to
place some wine and a dozen phensauts
in onr chest, and take his seat in the
post chaisc. The pheasants were in
tended az u present for the Prnssan
finance minister. l felt highly delighted
when | arrived at the frontiers of SaXo-
ny, but my JOY was soon give way to
| other SENSATIONS. / was always fond Of
| a good dinner and a good glass Of wine;
| things which are rarely to be met with
| in Saxony. 1t is a wretched country,
and the wine is stuff compared to which
| our vinegar is nectar. l had Travelled
three days and changed horses fifteen
times, My bottling establishment was
nearly out when I found myself on the
borders OF Prussia; vast desert of sand
| where nothing grows but the hungry
pine and curly headed children; yet
still they mightput better dinners be-
fore respectable travellers. II is really a
shame; nothing but dry veal, potatoes
and beer! You may judge, sir, Of my
situation, by the fact that / was obliged
to attack the chest which contained the
/ intended presents for the Prussian Min
| lister, and to purloin one of the pleas
ants. ordered Anthony to cook it; il
was excellent, and SO was my last bottle
of Renish. My appetite being salts,
fed, mounted my post chaise again
and proceeded on my journey. Our
wheels ploughed through the waves o
sand as deeply as a three decker through
the pillows of the sea-"
tour banker had made the tour across
the channel in the Calais packet, anG
he loved to speak of the sea
"My patience at length became ex
hausted, and being weary of looking al
the sandy surface, / fell asleep. Short
ly afterward, n terrible shock awak enet
me, l endeavorcd tn look around, bu
could not. I struggled to open my
mouth, it filled with sand. My fee
| were fast in the carriage.~ / was nea
being killed. In short the axletree o
the chaise was broken. Anthony hat
faired somewhat better than his master
and he had relieved me from my disa
greeahle situation. Now, sir, you may
believe this was no joke. There I wa:
fifteen miles from Berlin, and two from
the next village, with a portfolio. con
tanning several thousand dollars in pa
pers, and no conveyance. Presently,
discovered carriage travelling the SAM
road. 1t approached. Two gentlemen
occupied the seats. A fontman was be
hind. My resolution was soon taken
i ordered Anthony to get my post chais
repaired, and to follow me to the Bran
, denburg hotel as soon as possible. Thu
resolved I stepped toward the car..aa
which had now come up to us.
'GentlemeD,' said / lifting nv ba
civily, will you he so sctd a. 70 affor,