The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1874-10-30

While Toms auburn locks were being
''.fxed' nice little gust of wind IS I'M
fixed" them but at last his lair was
dressed. Tom turned to take the letters
and "OonfoUnd it, if they haven't
tumbled into the pitcher of water 70
There was such receptacle on the table
under the mantel-piece. CHOW I must
dry them, 1 suppose. Just my cursed
luckl" He took them on to dry land, the
shipwrecked letters, and patted them
gently with a towel. The monogram
letter had been cut open at one end, but
the water had loosened the flap and 1t
easily turned back.
Mean 'stickum' they put on these
envelopes, - said Tom; and then he
paused to read the makers name. On
the edge of the envelope, in raised let
tiers, was the following CIV. A. John
son, 81 Blank street" "By the blood
of all the Towards !" cried Tom, "I've
got it. IF my friend, my dear friend,
new-found, johnson doesn't know for
whom he made that monogram, he'd
better sell out and go into the fish trade.
Peradventure I call at 81 Blank street
| to-day"
Tom did call.
Mr.. johnson was in
| L06s Sdlu ulCo RIE1 WHO WaIG61 Oh
Tom, and he'd be down In a moment.
Johnson came, and Tom asked him a
! question or two. johnson said, In sub
/ stance
"I made that monogram for Mr.. Wen
dell some time since, and he was then
| living with an uncle-I think he told
me at" consulting an old order-booB
"No. II So-and-so street. At any rate
there's where the paper was sent.
Tom Immediately ordered a mono
gram for himself out of pure gratitude.
He then called at No. II. Mr.. Wendell
had been staying there, but had left
three days before for Boston. Servant
| didn't know whereabouts in Boston.
Would inquire of missus. Coming
back, servant said missus thought at the
fremont House, if he hadn't gone to
New York.
"On the way to Fitchburg," senten-
tiously said Tom, and took the next
train for Boston.
Mr.. Wendell was stopping there, said
the clerk of the fremont House
"Here show the gentleman No. IS. -
No one in.
Tom waited about an hour, walked
over the burned district and came back
! Mr.. Wendell had returned and was in
/
knocked.
"Come in p' and in he went, to find a
young fellow with full beard, tall and
quite stout.
$50 much for my fancy, said Tom to
himself. "SheIl be fat and bru-
nette.
''This is Mr.. Wendell ?" queried Tom.
'Yes sir, ;" was the reply. "Excuse
my continuing my toilette, said Wen
dell. buttoning his shirt collar.
"Mr. Frank Wendell ?" asked Tom,
to make certain.
Yes, sir; Frank Wendell"
Then Tom went to the very bottom
of the matter, and said
'I come from a friend of yours
Miss bennett chow Wendell blushed
and then turned pale y she's also 9
particular friend of mine (though she
don't know it, +" said Tom, soto Uoce),
"and she would like very much, if you
can spare the time, to have you call on
her. She's living In Fitchburg, and
"For Gods sake. when does the next
train start ?" and Wendell was rushing
down stairs and grabbing "Dial" rail
road sheet in less than four seconds.
Time enough there was and. little bag
was soon packed. Tom thought he'd GO
down to Fitchburg too, to see the thing
out; and he and Wendell went down
together. They went over to Wallace
street and hit the house after three
trials. Tom would wait in the hall, he
thought. Tom heard enc scream, two
kisses, a rush and several other things
too numerous to mention" and was
on the point of crawling out the front
door when the heavy hand of Wendell
was laid on his shoulder.
"Come in and explain this thing.
She says she never heard of you befOrer
"No more has she," said Tom, laugh
ing and seating himself on the sofa
!, he explained the whole affair.
I'm not certain, but believe Glars
kissed him. At all events, a few days
after he went back to Washington &
happy fellow, having made others sc
happy.
That was year ago nearly. Casua
Observer told me a day or two since
Tom had received cards to the wedding
: of F. b. Wendell and Clara F. bennett
to come off a week from next Monday
and also that Tom had been correspond
: ing for some time with Miss Emma Den
! nett, a sister of Clara's. Furthermore
L Casual said &c If you want to hear two
people rave in praise of another fellow
3 You should hear Miss bennett and Mr.
Wendell talk about Tom"