The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-12-20

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miah
GA good character, my dear sir" OBJ
served the banker "is everything in
trade We are dealers in money; and
nothing pleases us more than placing it
where we know it is safe, and have every
reason to suppose it may be useful"
But" observed jeremiah, "you know
nothing about me"
II beg your pardon, Mr.. Wag," said
the banker you are what we call
good man, and have got back"
"a back !" exclaimed the bewildered
shop-keeper.
Yes" said the banker, smiling, " that
is, good friend to your back; and
though he chooses to keep himself in the
background, depend upon it he'll not for
sake you so long as you go on as you
have DONE Therefore, buy away for
ready cash as largely as you please, and
we'll honor your drafts"
On this hint Jeremiah subsequently
acted, by making purchases which enabled
him to serve his customers son terms
that defed all competition" Therefore
and by dint of strict attention and civility
his trade continued to increase till he
was obliged to add warehouses to his
shop, and employ a regular clerk and
collector, besides shopmen, porters and
wagoners.
In the meanwhile young Tom Wag
studied Latin and Greek with neigh
boring curate; William and Stephen
we're in due course, admitted into the
Blue Coat School, and the education of
the other children went on precisely as
had been recommended by their eccen-
trio benefactor whose advice Mr.. and
Mrs. Wag considered equivalent to COM
mands. Still they were often uneasy
about him, and more particularly after
another Christmas eve had passed with
out his appearance. Poor Mrs. Wag
was sure he was i'll, and would OCCASION
ally charge him with unkindness for
not letting her know, that she might
go and nurse him. But again months
and months rolled away, and at last au-
tumn arrived, and with it brought the
grand announcement Of the mystery, as
suddenly as their former good luck.
All the Wags who were at home were
sitting round a tea-table in the little gar
den at the back Of the house, and Mrs.
Wag was scdately filing their cups when
one of the younger children exclaimed,
"Who's that?'
Jeremiah looked around to where the
child was gazing and beheld his benefac.
tor stealthily approaching from the back
door, with an arch smile on his counte-
nance, as though wishing to take them
by surprise but perceiving that he was
discovered, he stepped nimbly forward
according to his usual custom, and hold
ing out his hand, said
"Well, my dear Wag, how are you
How are you, my dear Mrs. Wag
how are you, young Jerry Wag, Mary
Wag, Sarah Wag, Henry Wag and Philip
Wag ?"
All expressed their delight at his ap
pearance, according to their different ages
and abilities, but all were evidently de-
lighted, and none more than the strange
little gentleman himself, whose eyes
sparkled with qualification as he took
his seat, looked round at the joyous grouI
and begged to join their family party
Mrs. Wag felt somewhat tremulous al
first, and doubtless her visitor perceived
it, as he turned his attention to the lit
tie Ways till she had finished her table
arrangements and handed him cup O
tea
Thank you, my good lady," said he
That's as it should be. All merry Wags
together, eh 2"
We-we--thank God p whimperet
Mrs Wag; we are. Yes! But it's al
your doing sir. / wish could thank
you as | ought"
Here jeremiah, perceiving that hi
spouse was too nervous to make an excel
lent Speech +" took up the cudgels' o
gratitude; but, saving that there coulC
be no doubt of his sincerity, displayed nj
great oratorical talents. Brief howeve
as his speeches, or rather ejaculation
} we're, the funny old gentleman stopped
/ him by the apparently funny observa
J ton;
, {" So. my rood Jeremiah Wag. yoI