Weekly Trinity journal., 1872-09-28
THE REJECTED BANK NOTE.

What is the price of this dressing
gown, sir ?" asked sweet faced girl, en-
tering an elegant store in the city, which
shall be nameless.
1t was cloudy day. The clerks lounged
over the counter and yawned. The man
to whom Alice Locke addressed herself
was jaunty and middle aged. He was
head clerk ofthe extensive establishment,
and extremely consequential.
This dressing gown we value Mt six
dollars you shall have it at FIVE"
Five dollars ~ Alice looked at the
dressing gown lovingly, and the clerk
looked at her. He saw that her clothes,
though made and worn genteelly, were
common enough in texture, and that her
face was very much out of the common
line. How it changed now shaded, now
lighted, by the varied play of her emo
tions. The clerk could almost have sworn
that she had no more than that sum in
her possession.
The gown was a very good one for the
price. 1t was of common shade, II toler-
able merino, and lined with the same
material.
think" she hesitated moment, 81
think I'll take it," she said then seeing
in the face before her m expression she
did not like, she blushed as she handed
out the bill the clerk had made up his
mind to take.
Jennel!" cried Torrent the head clerk F.,
in quick, pompous tone, "pass up the
bank note detector."
Up ran the boy with the detector, and
down ran the clerks eyes from column
to column. Then he looked over with n
sharp glance, and exclaimed
"That's counterfeit bill, Miss |"
Counterfeit ! Oh, not cannot be (!
The man who sent it could not have been
so careless you must be mistaken, SIR"
" am not mistaken ; I'm never mis-
taken, Miss. This bill is counterfeit. |
must presume, Of course, that you did
not know it, although SO much bad mon
ey has been offered us of late that we in
tend to secure such persons as pass it.
Who did you say sent it ?"
"Mr. c., sir, of New York. He
could not send me bad money!" said the
trembling, frightened girl.
" "Humph I" said the clerk. "Well,
there's no doubs about this you can look
for yourself. Now don't let me see you
here again until you can bring good
money, for we always suspect such per-
sons as you that come on dark days with
well-made story"
But, sir"
"You need make no explanation, Miss"
said the man nsutingly. Take your bill,
and the next time you want TO buy n
dressing gown, don't try to pass your
counterfeit money" and as he handed it
the bill fell from his hands.
Alice caught it from the floor and rush
ed into the street.
Such shock the girl had never re-
ceved. She hurried to banking estab-
li,hment, found her way in, and pre-
sented the note to noble looking man
with gray hair, faltering out, Is this bill
bad one, sir ?"
The cashier and his son happened to be
the only persons present. Both noticed
her extreme youth, beauty and agitation.
The cashier looked closely and handed
i. back, MS with II polite bow and some
what prolonged look, he said
ITS good bill, young lady"
81 knew it was, cried Alice, with a
quivering lip-"and he dared"
She could go no further, entirely over
come, she bent her head, and the hot
tears had their way.
81 beg your pardon, have you had any
trouble with it ?" asked the cashier'
"Oh, sir, you will excuse me for giving
way to my feelings but you spoke so
kindly. and felt so sure that it was good.
And think sir, such men as one Of the
clerks at Hunter & Warmers should be
removed. He told me that it was coun-
terfeit. and added something that l am
glad my father did not hear. ! knew