Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1874-01-08

fully announced to his wife his failure to
obtain money of Mr.. Latitat.
"Here1l be nothing for the stockings,
Meg" said be, "unless what the poor
children put in ours.
"I am very sorry" said his wife, who
bore the announcement much better
than he anticipated "but wen have q
happy New Year for all that"
Simon's roasted potatoes were COM
pletely charred, he had been detained so
| late but there was little meal in the
center of each, and charcoal is not at
all unhealthy. He went to bed, and In
spite of his cares, slept the sleep of the
just.
A confused babbling awoke him at
daylight. Master Bobby was standing
on his stomach, Miss Chilly was seated
nearly on his head, and baby was crow
ing in its cradle. Happy New Years
and kisses were exchanged. ooh, dear
papa and mamma |" cried Bobby, "what
beautiful horse / found in my
stocking"
"And what beautiful wax doll with
eyes that move in mine" said Chfy-
and such splendid rattle and coral in
baby's. Go, do go down and see what
there is in yours.
"This is some of your work, little
woman" whispered Simon to his wife.
But the little woman denied it emphati-
cally. Much mystifed he hurried down
to the breakfast-room. The children
had made the usual offering of very hard
and highly-colored sugar plums but in
each of the two large stockings, slowed
away at the bottom, was a roll of bank
notes, five hundred dollars in each.
Somebody wants to ruin u.s." cried
Simon, bursting into tears. This is
stolen money, and they want to lay it on
to us.
"An / know about it," said Mrs.
Quillpen, sis that last night, just before
you came home, a sailor man came here
with all these things, and said they were
for us, and made me promise to put them
in the stockings. as he directed, and say
nothing about his visit to you"
GA sailor |" cried Simon-"I have
it I think know you it is. Good-by
I'll be back to breakfast directly"
Simon ran to the office, and found, as
he anticipated, Mr.. Latitat there before
him.
GA happy New Year to you, sir, !" said
he. "Have you seen your brother?"
81 have not, replied Mr.. Latitat.
Simon then told him all that happened
on the preceding night; the apparition
of the sailor-the temptation-the
money found in the stockings, in proof
of which he showed the thousand dol
lars, and stating his fears that they had
been stolen, offered to deposit the sum
in his employers hands.
keep 'em, shipmate, they were
meant for you p exclaimed Mr.. Latitat,
suddenly and qreerly, assuming the
very voice and look of thenautical brother
of the preceding evening.
While Simon stared his eyes out of
hit head, Mr.. Latitat informed him that
he had no brother-that he had dis
guised himself for the purpose of put
ting his clerks long-tried fidelity to a
final test, and, that sustained triumph
antly, had rewarded him in the manner
we have seen. He told how, disguised
in early life by the treachery and ingrat-
itude Of friends and relations who had
combined to ruin him, he had become a
misanthrope and miser how the specta-
Gle of Simon's disinterested fidelity,
rigid sense of honor, sef-denial and
cheerfulness, had won back his better
nature, and he wound off, as he shook
Quillpen warmly by the hand, by an
nouncing that he had raised his salary
to twelve hundred dollars per annum.
The good news almost killed Simon.
" Please your honor" said be, endeay-
oring to frame an appropriate reply
"no-that amt it-please your excel
lency-you've gone and done it-you've
gone and done it was Baron Roths-
child before, and now-no-I can't tell
what amt isn't in no biographical
dictionary, and / don't believe it's in
the Wealth of Nations ="
"Well, never mind" said Latitat,
laughing, Ego home and tell Mrs. Quill
pen the Office won't be open till to-mor-
row, and that shall depend on dinner
with you all to-day"