Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1880-11-24

would not force himself upon the gentle |
mans notice. Il would be an unnecessary
humiliation, he thought, and so another
friend would pass out Of his life, never prob
ably TO be in any way connected with IL
again. OF course the Judge was not think
ing Of possible friend in his waiter, and
naturally directed his intention entirely to
his dinner.
"Some more water, please, waiter or
" another cup Of coffee, waiter were about
all the remarks that the Judge addressed to
his busy companion. When the dessert was
brought on, the gentleman took some papers
out of his pocket aud sorted them out by
his plate. There were letters, and newspaper
slips carefully pasted on pieces of paper, and
documents enough, Will thought, to take
him most OF the afternoon to examine. The
young man stood at a respectful distance
and waited for his guest to signify his wish
by nod or snap of his fingers which last
signal seemed to be the judges manner of
calling his attendant Pretty soon there was
to the gentleman's side.
"Have you got telegraph machine in
this place ?" he inquired.
"No, SIR" replied the boy, "but there's
one next door,"
| "Can you be spared to get me some
blanks the Judge asked next.
eyes, SIR" said viii.
| "All right, them" responded the gentle
man. "Get me half a dozen as quickly as
you can"
viii sped off on his errand, feeling con-
siderably relieved. The Judge had not
| recognized him, or he would never have
demanded this extra service from him.
When he returned the gentleman dashed
off his messages, and calling his waiter
again, said:
Now if you can take these things in for
me will finish my dinner. Here are two
dollars. That will pay for them, guess
wouldn't bother you If wasn't in hurry
" No trouble, sir, said the boy pleasantly
and off he went again, thinking this time
that perhaps if he could muster up courage
enough he would speak to the judge after
all. Without really intending to read tn,
dispatches Willis eye fell upon the topmos
one and after standing for a moment like
one just waking from sound sleep hi
walked slowly back to the restaurant.
"Well 7" said the judge quickly, as hii
waiter stood beside him so soon again
"Whats the matter Wasn't there none,
enough ?"
al guess the money was all right, Judge,
| phO IVY icliicu, Dub bicit lou du1 uttu U
your sending this telegram, and thought
would come back and tell you so.'
The Judge took the paper in his han,
mechanically, and then raising his eyes TO
the first time to his waiter, said al don
think l quite understand"
This was the telegram:
Mrs. n. s. Peckhdm, -, Haven't foun
your son yet, but hope to in a day or two. Alle
has confessed, and Thave most Of the money
he don teome down with every cent and interes
he shall be locked up for the rest OF his natura
life. w. S. STRONG,
"Good gracious p exclaimed the Judge a
/ last, almost knocking the table over in hi
eagerness; do you mean to say that yo,
are Will Peckham, and you've been waitin
on me all this time without my knowing
~ And here the Judge extended bot
hands to his young friend, quite as if it wer
the most natural thing in the world to fin,
, him waiting in restaurant.
"Oh, judge, where was Allen found I?
Will asked as soon as he could get his wit
, together again.
, ain Montana, my boy, farming" the judg
, replied, and as rich as mud. You an,
your mother will have fifty thousand dol
( lars or more after this. Come, now, get OF
| your toggery and go with me to my hotel Vi
, town. No more of this, my son And wei
finish our thanksgiving day in good shape
| You confounded young scampl" he con
, tinued, with a hearty laugh, "why didn'
| you speak to me when you first saw me-
should have relished my dinner hea
better"
? Wills employer made no demur abou
. letting him off, and that evening our waite
, took tea with the judge and was waited OF
5 in turn and so ended the most wonderful
g thanksgiving day that Will Peckham ha
. ever known.-Seiected.