Orangeburg times. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1872-1875, 1873-02-20

ltiiaHDaYY ta si.lItlLi .I4-..1ia
lowered, and the sunbcalnsJ that had yam.
sia;ledaasweiopenea thelight came, lack
again and layiathwaft one another like
bars 9f' dusty gold. Downstairs Rqs we sat
and examined our prize. 1t was not
ID bank book Bit 4 ledger evidently be-.
long u tile general aud filled, with
lee6s9ly oftldoalihgs long years before
Easi,an ins9tlle, wood and coal business.
IlheI writing was neatness, itself. Rarely
piblpt or m erasure did we see ms Rog
sat rather indifierently turning the leaves
Occasionally tllesrc" remained an unbalapr
gssed account The fuel had become
!. sssioke anaiasheg long ago, and the deb.
tori dust, lndaylibe.i3 Here was one job
ss;iseharsed With 9 cord 5f wSod'a
ge,erstion ago, Out Of this scanty ,1na-
sEttsrial We imagined a history for this
later joy. We invented for uhimr little
pleas for llis delinquency; that he had
bnarried, n; wife y that he had left, the
town ;stliat he never had it; that it was
only halfia cord I; that he paid fortlit at
the time. etc. Nevertheless itfiis a
Shame, Job Jones, for you ITO owe for
ever Cor The fuel that boiled your kettle,
Ind blessed your .hcartlstone,. and, per
dhande, warmed to life one ofthe innu-
merable little ,]oncses, We concluded.
.Didn,,t his cars burn? r ~ r'
B - I"While we were laughing over this,
;tlie door softly opened, and Amy Wood
sol, appeared. / lad almost expected
Stwas the ghost Of tho said Jones.
tEHtssShesmisilcd again toscc the book con
staihipg those entries Of the 10th Of May.
Roy brought it, Amy sat at one side of
the table; Elwell and l at the other. SHE
6pored over tile page, as her father had,
doiibtlcs3. dbne before her, with, dreamy.
misty eyes. WeIhentioned the reason
5o' our nirth. j took the Book, care
lsssly, and opened it, Roy aid Amy look;
Ing on as turned now one leaf then
three Or four together when My heav-
sensl / oaclaiincd. They started, Amy.
dtanoa lavcr the table. Her breath went
4 and came quickly. iBy Joye i can, feel
-
can Blow that away. There, staring
us MI III Tie face, wero two one thousand
dollar bank bills. | swear / saw Joy
go into her eyes. twas pretty clear to
her. There was fresh writing on the
credit side Of nh account The old
general had had the hook from the gar
ret AID upon his table that 10th of May.
Exchanging the bills for some customer,
he had laid them on the open book and
absentIy closed it. 1t was then returned
TO its oldplaccin the garret. His mind
being distracted by his pccuniary troubles
the transaction OF the bills >had made M
mark upon his memory. This was our
theory. Amy had dreamed, singularly,
t!nt she was greatly comtortcd by n bool
and this was the reason of her comins
and calling for The one we lad first exa.n-
ined"
And ) ousny Amy married Roy"
Gay ay; and their boy they've. named
Frank Manly Elwell. Turn in Hal,
must look after my girl, the Sunset
obeycd and ina moment more
thought landed on wharf in Brambc-
head, and the first sign that met my eye
mas "Job Jones, Dealer in Coal, Wood
and Bark, For Cash Only" A bcak-
nosed, fierycycd little old man leaning
over an old-tashioncd door that WAS div-
ded in the middle, half shut and half
open
"Job Jones'" said l.. frank Manly
and Roy Elwcll have judged you unjust
ly. That cord of wood they thought you
owed for" | continued, rs his CLASSY eyes
seemed to demand an explanation. The
little man was silent, but he gave me u
look which said plainly enough, what is
human justice to me, or injustice?
And Job Jones, for could not lnl,
of him rs any other being, became in
stantly a statue of ice; a ar tritklcd