The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-09-06


monnaie, her splendid black eyes flashing
as one might imagine of the daughters of
NoX and Acheron.
"' You have detained me unwarranta-
bly," she said sharply to poor D. " Why
have you kept me waiting ?'
"'l beg your pardon, madam it took
some time to examine the detective list and
ascertain if the note was correct"
You should have seen her eyes blaze
then. D. said he dared not trust a second
look, lest his own should be annihilated.
"'N Note correct " gasped she. How
dare you insiuate so vile Il slander, Do
you think me person capable Of passing a
spurious bill? Because my true position
is unknown, am to be thus insufferably
treated? Hark you, sirah-your shop shall
suffer for this. Not purchase, the value
of a sou, will l make again. Bring back
my money and take your shawl. I'll have
nothing to do with it ~
"Poor d. was in an agony of distress,
believing her, at the very least, some great
ladyship, whose violent anger and haught-
mess arose from her ignorance of republi-
can customs, and terrified at losing so grand
and magnificent a customer he apologized,
and pleaded, and almost went down on his
knees, but her ladyship was infexible, and
with a sigh, D came back for the note, and
haughtily the queenly woman swept out
from the store, D. still following and ex-
explaining. He was served rightly for his
obsequiousness.
g am extremely soTy,-not for the
world would have injured your feelings,
madam. was only following rule of the
store, " he pleaded, for the fortieth time
"Sudden]y he turned around, and said,
more mildly, Perhaps I should make al
lowance for the customs of this strange
country. AT all events, wont punish my
self for your fault. The shawl is the only
one I have found that pleased me. There,
bring it out to me?" and she threw to-
wards him the bank note, and sank Ian
guidly upon the velvet cushions of the car
riage.
shawl, determined she should have no fault
to find with his nimbleness this time, and
placing them on the carriage sect, closed
the door, and bowed humbly, with be-
coming sense of her great Importance.
There, said he, coming into the office
with the note and laying it on the desk, Il
Hattnp
managed that affair so nicely. appeased
her anger, and she took the shawl, so we
have secured an excellent customer
"Samson had taken up the note, Zounds
and BliXen, D., it's a forgeryr
/" 1t was true. She had exchanged notes.
The genuine was still lying in her gold
porte-monnaie, and D. had received coun-
terfeit. 1t was almost worth the money
for the rest of us to see d. $ face. He is a
| little important, and conceited about his
business tact, but don't think we shall
hear much about it after this affair. He
was so used up he had to go home, and |
don't think we shall see him again today
laughed more heartily than he. Clev-
erly done, said !, when the merchant had
finished his narrative. "Depend upon it,
her ladyship has served an apprenticeship
at the trade, and come off mistress of the
art"
But can you help us? Do you think
there is chance for recovering the shawl
OF the thief?''
Never try never win. You should try
and trace the coach Can d. identify it ?'i
"That's the worst of it. Every one was
so taken up with the beautiful face and the
glittering port-monnaie, that not a soul car
tell anything about the coach"
"Well if you obtain any clue, let me
know it, and I'll see what can be discover.
ed through it. Here comes my package
Good-morning p
When l reached my office, found my
cousin Richard Ellis, one of our most fash
ionable jewellers, waiting there.
"Hang me if you hayn't been out shop