Wyandot County Republican. [volume] (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1869-1903, 1872-05-09
VOL. XVII.

then did he not give the order to Pilker
ton? This is one of the mysteries o
trade.
"We've got to find him the money,
said Mr.. Moses, with a jeer. "Thest
good workmen are so poor.
"You can draw, MIR. Moses, when par
of the order is executed" said the noble
man, kindly.
Moses, Macbeth & Co. did draw; poo
Pilkerton did not. Like an old fashioned
tradesman, he liked to have his money il
lump, and had pious horror of pre-
payment. His spirits rose with his luck,
and he worked bravely at his contract
The Wesleyan minister, under whom
little Polly Pilkerton sat, was the Rev
Samuel Stoker; pious man, who die
not disdain to sport an American degree
of D. ID. DR.. Stoker had prospered
lived in Bedford Square, had son who
was in good position in the Metropolitan
and Provincial Bank, and daughter who
when poor Pilkerton lost his money, tried
to help Polly by taking music lessons
from her. Miss Stoker was very stupid,
but very good natured; and Polly was de
lighted. So was young Samuel Stoker,
who delighted in his second name OF
Keach-Keach Stoker. Esq.-he was
| named after celebrated divine, who had
expounded the prophecies.
| Reach Stoker was fond of music; went
| every Saturday to the Crystal Palace con-
certs, and returned so late that he was
never seen at his fathers chapel. 1t is a
way with clergymen's sons, as well as with
those of pious non-conformists. Sally
Stoker, named Sarah after the wife of the
patriarch, and born in days before d. d.
Ornamented her fathers name, mourned
over this: and the preacher himself i'm
proved the occasion, in his celebrated
Lectures to Young Men," on what Keach
called profanely the Double Event." that
is, on Making a Bank in both Worlds. :"
But Reach dressed fashionably, rose in
his bank, shook his head when any one
talked about marrying, said he was beg
gar on five hundred year-and so he was
begger, in slate colored kid gloves,
splendidly cut trousers, glossy hat, and
unexceptionable boots.
This did not-this miserable state of
poverty, Imean-hinder him from making
covert love to Polly. When Polly gave
her evening lessons, Keach, who was
more than suspected of having been seen
at tneaters and promenade concerts, man
aged to stay at home. to the great delight
of Sally and the D. D. He even joined in
family prayer, carefully kneeling down on
scented ockethandkerchief. He
was universal favorite, this young fel
low; so sober, so staid, yet so awake to
all the doings of the world. His father,
in spite of his absence from chapel, and
his presence in a new very high church,
looked upon him with high favor.
Keach, on his part, coached his father
up on the state of the funds; and had he
advised Pilkerton, would have saved him
from losses. When the d. d. s congrega-
ton, upon the conclusion of a ministry of
twenty years, presented him with silver
teapot and six hundred sovereigns, Keach
took his father aside, made him spend all
the six hundred in Egyptians" and in
two months after sell out at premium
which made six into eight. Then he split
the eight into two parts, and divided
them equally between Russians" and
Turks" both went up, the first the
more rapidly; and when DR.. Stoker
thought fit to retire. Reach congratulated
the pater, as he called him, upon having
a neat little 'thou. "a pet abbreviation
with city men for thousand.
''You were quite right to sell just be-
fore dividends, pater. Egyptians don't
stand quite so well er diD.
81 don't touch the interest,"" said old
OIOk6T: IL SlndCkS Vi uSuTy.
"Quite right, SIR" said Reach, pairing
his nails: II will tell you always when to
sell out, and when to buy in" "Why
not?" he whispered to himself: cit will
come to me some day."
So Reach Stoker, ESQ.,, rising at his
bank, and beloved at home, prospered
with everybody except Polly Pilkerton.
The reason was not far to seek.
Almost every evening, except on those
OF the music lessons, young Benjamin
Mansell, who also sat under the great
StOker, and made his boots, came round
ostensibly to talk about the leather mar
ket and the price of skins, but in reality
to look at Polly Pilkerton. Old Mansell
and old Pilkerton were bOyhood's friends;
but the saddler, consorting with higher
class of customers, had learned to look
down on the bootmaker.
In his cline" Mansell was as good a
workman as Pilkerton; so there could be
no reason for this show of pride. But
when has pride reason? Old Mansell, a
thoughtful man, like his son, and boot
makers in general, smoked his pipe,
thought that his friend "showed a stiff
upper lip" and said nothing. Young
Mansell, on the contrary, felt the slight,
and would have resented it; but he was
over head and ears in love with Polly
Love makes man swallow good deal.
Ben thought that he was not fine enough,
and therefore improved hims elf, both
mentally and as far as bodily adornment
went. He was fine, manly young fel-
mined to win his way. He did not take
bad way to do it. Polly observed his
improvement, put his motives-with the
unerring conception of women when they
are themselves cOncerned-doWn to the
right cause, and liked him all the better
for it.
II can't think why you encourage that
young shoemaker, Polly?"
''He is a bootmaker, father-and we
are but saddlers."
''Bootmakers and shoemakers are all
the 'snobsr" said old Pilkerton,
bitterly. The loss of his money had made
him very cynical; and his darling wish
was to marry his daughter to man who
was not only rich, but above his own sta
ton in life.
"Snob or not" said Polly, coloring at
the insult, "he is more polite to you than
Mr.. Reach Stoker."
Both were thinking of the same person
at the time.
"Ahl that is manr' said Pilkerton,
WIFI SuSIO. lie sure TO rise la the
world"
81 hope he WILL" said Polly, tossing
her head. That same evening she con-
soled young Ben by going out to walk
with him, round Russell Square and down
by what old Pilkerton called the Fond
ling" She had will of her own, this
Polly.
"'Tain't quite proper place for a
young lady to walk, it's so lonely" said
her father
"Law!-and you and mother used to go
courting round there when London
wasn'. half SO FULL" said Polly, with a
laugh, holding up her face for her father
to kiss. can take care of my
self; and Ben and 1 have walked and
talked together since we were ten. He's
so clever, and SO fond of poetry, and tells
me such pretty things"
This was true. Ben was an enthusiast;
never talked of himself but when he had
read some noble book or poem; and he
was always reading, and spouted it out
to Polly-sometimes the people thought
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