The Lebanon express. (Lebanon, Linn County, Or.) 1887-1898, 1888-12-14

.TIe won't write 10 old Silas?" Then
will, said Chauncey. half aloud, when
George had left him. "He won't kin his
uncle-an old foolg Then / will" He
opened the long blade of his penknife
and-trimmed quill which he found on
Georges desk.
There were paper and ink, as may be
supposed. and there was also the ready
writer, Chauncey, who began:
''ST GNATS, Dec. 20, iS-.
DEAR S1R-As my friend, Mr
George Poynter. Is unfortunately suffer
ing at this time from severe blow in
his chest-t That's perfectly true9-I
have placed myself at his service; and
although | shall not express myself as he
would have done ON the subiects-t That 3
true again. | fancy)-I hope you viii
take the viii for tbs deed. News has
reached us here. dear sir-(' He'll
like that dear sir')-that after many
years of deliberate caleulation-( No,
not calculation Reconsideration, you
have discovered that man was not matic
10 live alone, and therefore, with a wise
regard for your own happiness, you have
sought connubial felicity at the altar Of
st. Mary Axe. every goodr muttered
Chauncey; 'the name of the church will
show that his secret Is known TO us1
know not whether IL Is your wish that
your blissful union should be made gen
orally known; but l cannot hesitate Ton
the part of my friend, | mean) to offer
you my sincerest congratulations, and 90
wish YOU all the happiness you deserve
cThat's true; and 1 should like to add,
all you are likely TO find.) | am aware
that what you have done must neces-
sarily interfere largely, if not entirely.
with those expectations which you once
or twice. Shall ! say promised? MOI
encouraged me To enteFtain-{ What
would old George say TO thaty land
though l descend from the clouds
Good figure tIat)-to the substratum
Of daily toll and permanent anxiety,
shall know that YOU are sitting happy at
your domestic hearth, smoking the pipe
of peace-f'It wants something else to
round of the sentence l--and--and-
cob, blow itil-rocking the cradle.
MAY renuest-if not asking too much
at this blissful period of your life-a line.
to tell me that may add TO my affection
ate reinembrances am Aunt CheesemanY
Il remain. dear sir,
"Your afTectionate nephew,
For GEORGE PoYNTERH-
Chauncey paused. 1T won't do TO sign
my name, or Mrs. c. will remember It.
Yes-I have it-they never heard the
name Of g. GIBBS"
Having sealed and directed his letter.
Shauncey proceeded TO post it.
In travelling down from London
Chauncey had learned that projected
branch railway from St. Gnats was IN
high favor with all the moneyed interest
of the place; and when he suggested the
propriety of killing old Silas he had this
railway in his mind. as ON the following
day the allotment Of shares was to take
place. Chauncey knew--as he knew
everybody-Mr. Golding. the banker and
chairman pro tenn. of the projected com
pany. Without the least nlisgiving OF
hesitation he called upon that highly re
spectacle gentleman, and, after few
minutes interview, gave the conversa-
tion an extraordinary twist, or jerk, as
thus:
You've heard of the great windfall to
our townsman. George Poynter, | sup
pose" said Chauncey. NO? Well, per
haps it was hardly to be expected, seeing
what retiring fellow he Is.
what is itt' asked Mr. Golding. "He
Is a Young man FOR whom | have the
greatest respect. | shall be glad 70 hear
of any good fortune TO him.
'tAnd it is "A good fortunei His uncle.
you know, was immensely rich" said
Chauncey. "The old bachelor is no more
went off three days ago-and my friend
George was long ago his appointed heir.
'aSilas Cheeseman gonel" remarked
I l.
money getting man; and must have died
very rich-very rich"
''E-nor-mously richi Single man many
| years; no expenses, you know, said
| Chauncev. 81 witnessed the last moments
| of tho old bachelor ct st. Mary Axe.
| Went of quite eomposedly after his viii
was accomplished. By the bye. il strikes
me you might secure the interest OF young
George"
"Ifow. NV dear sirs" asked Mr.. Gold
/ ing. I've are always glad to secure a good
CLIENT
And with such Wealth. said Chaun
! cey. You allot shares in the st. Gnat:
Junction tomorrow, do you notl'
Yes" rcpli q, the banker; 'and thC
applications exceed anything | ever knew
the shares viii be five or six premium
| before tomorrow is over"
"That's your plan, theni Secure him a
/ thousand"
"a thousandf'' exclaimed Mr.. Golding
1 well, half thousand-say five hun
| dred-for George Poynter; I'll let hin
/ know whose influence he has to thanh
/ for them You'll DO the banker of hi:
! immense wealth-his friend-adviser."
But he has not applied" said Mr.
1 Golding.
But YOU have. What's a paltry fivC
| hundred to you in comparison to aftel
/ Cain-or to him? lie won't care for tho
! money, but the friendliness of the thing,
said Chauncey, with n flourish of the
hand, rs though ho were proposing the
merest trifle of q sacrifice.
"And you, my dear sir?' asked MIR
Golding.
"Oh, nothing: I want nothing; anC
| you may rely upon my secrecy"
Mr.. Golding pressed Chauncey's hand
and thanked him for the friendly sug
| ton.
Mr.. Golding had but one confidant
Mr. Baxter, who at that moment entered
tho bank, and was announced as being
/ there.
''Do you object to my naming the mat
| ter to my friend Baxter?-great influences
at the board" said Golding.
"Not in the least; perhaps he may hell
YOU to make the allotment thousand,
replied Chauncey.
s'Oh, impossible, my good friend, saiC
! the banker. ''Show in Mr.. Baxter"
Chauncey's communication having
i b.,oss ,.o,Noat,1 ~ Mr. Ra axtar fbn dinlO