The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1886-09-11

that l am innocent"
Pinkey and her mother were in the
room, but as yet she had not dared to
even speak word of congratulation to
him.
II have something here that may
explain the Joe Brewster matter more
fully" said the Californian, drawing q
letter from his pocket. al just got it
from the post-oflice" Opening 1t, he
read
QUEENSTOWN, Oct r-lS-DeGr SIR: Yours
of the 10th inst at hand. and in reply am
pleased to state that l had young man
short time ago named Walter Brownfe4d as
clerk and salesman in my store. He was in
dustrious and apparently honest. Money
was missing from the drawer, and there wore
circumstances pointing to his guilt. | caused
his arrest but failing in proof he was acquit-
ted. Doubtless, overwhelmed with the dis
grace, he left this portion OF the country, and
| could not find him to right the wrong. |
have ut last discovered the real THETA fell
low clerk named James BoSarth, and Walter
BrOwntield is of course innocent | will do
any thing can to repair the injury have
unwittingy done. Very respectfully yours, ,
JOSEPH BREWSTER"
"Thank GodH' gasped Walter,
"the last stain on my character is re-
moved
"There is one thing more | wish to
speak to you about, in the presence of
these friends of us both, said the
Californian.
W Walter was astoundeG, who was
this strange man, and why should he
be interested in himP
Walter Brownfeld, where were
you born?" asked the Californian.
." In the town of C, State of
Illinois" answered Walter.
What was your fathers namep'
George Brownfeld; l never saw
him. He went to California in l849,
and was doubtless killed. l never
heard from him.
d" He was not killed." said the Cali
fornian; "he was for fourteen years u
prisoner, and to the world dead; but
he escaped a few months ago and has
now returned to claim his boy.
Walter, your father is before you, and
the treasure you 50 nobly aided to de-
fend last night in Mr.. Smallweed' S
bank is all your own"
The denouement was so sudden that
all in the room felt as if they had re-
ceived an electric shock. Turning to
the astonished Mr.. Miles, the Cali
! fornian said:
II must ask your pardon for little
deception played by me. My name is
not Brown, but George Brownfeld, and
this young man is my SON."
All stared in blank amazement, save
Pinkey Snd her mother, who could no
longer restrain their tears of JOY.
Mr., Brownfeld then said that having
escaped from the Indians, he came East
with his immense wealth to share it
with his son; that he learned that the
young mans character had blight
upon it from the affair at Queenstown,
and contiding his identity to Mr. Small
weed only, he assumed the name of
Brown until he had become strongly
convinced of Walters innocence. Mr..
Smallweed being in the secret, they
readily understood why he was so
easily persuaded to take Walter in his
employ.
1t is sunny afternoon in winter.
Daniel Hodge comes hurrying into the
kitchen where Aunt Margaret is pre-
pairing dinner. Uncle Dan has thrown
off his coat as though it was midsum-
mer, and waves his hat in one hand
and his cane in the other "Oh it a
goin' to belts a-goin' to be right
soon!'
What's a-goin' to beP" asked Aunt
Margaret.
"A weddin'," cried Uncle Dan.
"WhoPn
"Walter Browniield and our Pink
ey. o bless me, wasn't til quick match
though? | knowed it would come
soon. The best boy an the best gal on
earth are goin' to be made one, an
were both goin' TO be invited. Get
yer ncatest cap ready, wouldn't miss
ii fur nothin'. On never was so hap
py-nobody is happier, unless it's Wal
ter and Pinkey.
"Dan'l, are you goin' crazyp"
Blamed if amt pretty near it,
he answered.
"Who told you Walter an Pinkey
were gojn' to be marricdPn
Walter Jest now told me hisself -
cried Uncle Dan, ''an I'm goin', if yC
don't 60 with Inc, III 90 by myself
It's goin' to be next Wednesday, az
I'm goin.n
Uncle Dan was there and kissed the
happy bride. Walter, by way of ret
ribution, kissed Aunt Margaret who
looked quite pretty in her neat frlleC
cap. We are sure more pleasant
wedding was never known in that por
ton of the country.
Years have passed since I was il
Preston Flat. Tet from reports know
it is rapidly growing into one of tn,
most prosperous portions of the Union
, A few days ago l happened to glanc,
!, over the Bushyille Courier, which som,
unknown friend had sent me, anC
there noticed an account of Mr.. DaviC
Black and his son-in-law, John Miles
: shipping several hundred head of cat
tie. So it seems that John Miles woI
the beautiful Susie Black at last
n though we doubt if he ever entirel
S mastered the English grammar.
The same paper states that MI
: Walter Browntield. of the firm q
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