Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1873-02-19

been too much narrowed by the trouble 10 .
make any systematic analysis Of that days /
transactions at the time Who knows but
the error, If one, would have been detected /.
had he called his quick.cycd daughter into
his confidence
ave finally arrived at the end Of that
days labor, aud summing up the dgufea,
we found the balance on hand was two
thousand dollars less than the amount re-
quired. Here now was a chance for spocu-
latiou. What became Of the sum. Amy
was not long in deciding that its equivalent
had been mislaid-somc check misplaced
but this was merely guoss-work.
=" Her proposition at the next meeting
was to search thoroughly the papers in the
safe. Not succeeding there, books and pa.
pcrs in the vault were taken. ono by one,
and turned, leaf by leaf Thorough ? /
think 50. 1t was slow, laborous process
Her patience was astonishing Her glance
seemed as though 'twoud burn the paper it
fell on. But they could not reveal a secret
not in their keeping.
Where was the waste paper putt In
basket. And emptod where? Roy
couldn't say. The old woman who swep,
the room was called. She empted it, when
full, into the dark closets Sometimes
when out Of shayiugs she used little Of it
to start the Gre Amy turned pale The
search among the contents Of the closet was
assigned for the next day. Was it narrow.
ed to this, the chance Of finding a valuable
paper in the rubbish ? She would have
had more heart, but for the knowledge Of
those occasional handluls taken for kindliug.
Piece by piece we went through this ac-
cumulated heap Of dusty, goue-by papers,
and without success.
Roy and had not foreseon the end
failure. We didn't anticipate having to
see that noble girl sit down diseonsolto,
with the tears fallingupon herf hands,
BY Jove, wouldn't have begun the work.
II was JOY for me to labor with her all the
way, but wheu the labor was brought 90
the bitter eud--to see hope 60 out Of her
heart by her blessed tluo eyes Roy at
tended her home.
The next day he aud | were seated in
the bank, talking over the affair." Roy,
said |, the Borueo, Charlie Lane, is due
can't we see, from the sky ighiin the garre',
if she is in the bay?
lie proposed going up to sec Roy
went ahead and opened the skylight The
place was dusty as a grave, aud just as
Jolly. There was no Borneo ia sight
Account books aud bundles Of papers lay
here and there with dust upon them nearly
an inch deep. And over these things, that
had one day meaning aud value, and
neither now, the spiders had woven their
homes aud were having in turn their little
cares. We looked about US curiously.
Roy remarking a book on top Of pile,
less dusty than tho Others, proposed to mo
to take it down stairs AZ a curiosity.
did. The skylight was lowered, and two
sunbeams, that had vanished as we opened
the light, came back again and lay athwart
one another ike bars Of dusty gold. Down
we sat aud examined our prize 1t
was not bank-book, but ledger evident.
ly belonging to the general, and filed with
records Of dealings long years before, When
in the wood and coil business. The writing
was neatness itself Rarely blot or an
erasure did we see, as Roy sat rather in
differently turning the leaves. Occasion
ally there remained an unbalanced account.
The fuel had become smoke aud ashes long
} ago. and the debtors dust, may be. Here
was one job Jones, charged with cord OF
wood generation ago. Out Of this scanty
material we imagined history for this
, latter job. We invented for him little
pleas for his delinquency; that he had
; married a wife that be had left the town
, that he never had il; that it was only a
half Of a cord that he paid for it at the
time, etc. Nevertheless, it is a shame, Job
/, Jones, for YOU to owe for ever for the fuel
that boiled your kettle, and blessed your
J hearthstone, and, perchance, warmed to hle
one Of the inuumerablc little Jonesos, we
concluded. Didn't his ears burn2
"While we were laughing over this, the
door softly opened, and Amy Woodson APP
| peared. | had almost expected it was the
/ ghost Of the said Jones.
, "She wished again to see the book con-
tanning those entries Of tts 10Th Of May
/ Roy brought it. Amy sat at one side OF
the table; Elwell aud at the other. She
pored over the page, as her father had
, misty eyes We mentioned the reason Of
our mirth | took the book, careessly, and
, opened it, Roy and Amy looking on as |
, turned now one leaf then three or four
together when q" My heavens exclaim.
ed. They started. Amy leaned over tic
, table Her breath went and came quickly
+ BY Joye, eau feel it now on my check
. Never wind eau blow that away. There
staring us all in the face, were two enc
! thousand dollar bauk bills | swear saw
! JOY 90 into her eyes.
II was pretty clear TO her There was
, fresh writing on the credit side Of an ac.
t count. The old general had had the book
from the garrett and upon his table that
10th Of May. Exchanging the bills loI
? some customer, he had laid them on the
' open book and absently closed it. 1t was
then returned to its old place in the garret
/ His mind being distracted by his pecaniary
/ troubles, the transaction Of the bill hno
I made no mark upon his memory. This va,
our theory
: Amy had dreamed, singulArly, that she
was greatly comlortcd by book, and thi.
4 was the reason Of her coming and calling
/, for the one we had first examined"
Aud you say Amy married Roy %
e Ay, ay and their boy they've named
Frank Manly EIwell. Turn in, Hal,
' must look after my girl, the Sunset"
I | obeyed aud in moment more
E thought landed on wharf in Bramble.
: head, aud the FIRST sign that met my eye
was - Joh Jonas Daaler in Goal Wood