Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1870-06-02

besE eeching him to tell him where ,hia
ehsndrmer had flown to; threatening muir
der and suicide when the lawyer remained
obd urate. Finally, he rushed away. de-
clarl Eng that he would never speak to him
Yves, you will, when you want money!
said Mr. Fiel, as the other banged the
dooa i behind him. s,..s =
81 e was right. In less than fortnight
youi ing Lobyear returned, pale, calm, and
haul xyhty, and coldly minated that he
wasl about to return to the East, and re-
ouirJe ed funds After some discussion
anon % necessary expenses, passage. money.
ontf.%, what his father usually allowed
him. etc, Mr.. Fiel let him have 1--WE hun
dred pounds, and saw him depart with In
finite9 relief-fOr now the edifice of his d.
plom& acy was crowned. Commissioned to
separ ate young couple, he had des-
patch4 ed one TO the East, the other to the
West what success could be more COM
plete?S He had always estimated his own
acutenk eas very highly, but now he felt az
if he SHOULD strike the stars with his
sublimet top" a. schoolboy friend of
ours on ice translated familiar line of
Horace. This state Of extreme seifsatis-
faction asted some months, during which
he locke&d forward to the letter Of thanks
and adm Rring approval which he expect
ed from At. Lobyear, the father.
It CAME q mail sooner than he expected.
One mofning, on entering his Office, he
found twp foreign letters awaiting him
one from IAN unknown correspondent, the
other in the familiar handwriting of his
client In Qapen. He opened this letter
eagerly. ana prepared for praisA
DEAs SIN II can't make ont the meaning ofall
and had soa eros ns sDSas I'm IN
mate q Child Ten years sso You refer to letter
Of mine, daukd from Hong Kong, and 1t IL true
eer.p WI never wpots to you during mg st.1
you are in your senses. you have been grossly im-
posed upon BY some rogns or another. wish you
would have the goddess to call upon Pinum Of
the British Mnseum. and tell him; &c
The rest all about bugs and beetles.
Mr.. Fiel staggered to his desk, took out
the letter he had last received, and COM
pared it with this present one; the imita-
ton of the handwriting was cunningly
executed, but palpsble forgery. Had
he entertained the ghost 81 suspicion at
the time, he could not have mistaken it.
It was good hour before he partially
recovered from the effects of this blow,
and then, in bewildered, mechanical
way, he opened the second foreign letter.
It was dated from New York, and ran
thus:
SIR: When was clerk in your of1ce, You
tried to get too much out Of me but managed to
turn the tables, and pay myself for time and
trouble expended on yonr behalf-that was one to
me- You caught me snd got me two years-that
was one to you. With the aid OF my clever little
wife. have drawn about fifteen hundred and
eighty pounds out OF you. winning two events out
Of three. Never mind ; 1t was improbable that i,
who alone knew the details Of your business rela-
that gentleman in Hong Kong, and procured
specimen Of his handwriting and in the walnut
stained young man, with jetback hair and mus
tache, you could hardly be expected to recognize
the fair, smooth-faced, red headed Tom Scott-P
s. Love to Sarah I regret that we conld not
square matters BY matrimonial alliance, but big
amy 10 not one Of my little games-at present.
Mr.. Fiel threw the letter on the ground,
pounded it with his heel, buried his face
in his hands, and, in q tone of agony
which might have melted the heart Of his
bitterest enemy, exclaimed: "Donel'
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