Sturgis advertiser. (Sturgis, Dakota [S.D.]) 1887-1???, 1889-04-13

11ke putrup JOB there Is strong re-
semblance IN some Of these strokes to
Tom Temples handwriting; but let us
see what we've got here.
The other answer was o dainty missiye
IN feminine hand, requesting the adyer-
tiser to call at certain residence on
Michigan avenue. 1t was exceedingly
brief, though courteous.
Turning to the clerk with some degree
Of anxiety, he demanded to know il there
were no other replies, and left with an in
credulous look that would make any one
but an advertising clerk feel uncomforta-
Bile.
On this little missiye, therefore, hung
the truth Of theory and an expensive
supper But Mr.. Barclay was man Of
resolve, and after careful toilet was soon
OF the residence on Michigan avenue.
lingo, this is sumptuous!' he ejacula-
led, as his wandering eye took in the ele-
gnut surroundings. IF get accommoda-
lions here, I'll be inclined to think the
best home I've yet seen Is humbug to
this place.
His reveries were cut short by the APP
pearanee of two ladies', who smiled when
their unexpected visitor explained the OBJ
ject of his call.
The younger, Miss Susan Bedford, was
lady Of convictions. She had conceived
the idea that the writer of such an adj
vertisement must surely be a divinity stu
dent. and thus she regarded him.
Mr.. Barclay she said, reading his
card, and then proceeding straightway to
open the campaign. MY mother and /,
the other evening, were discussing the adj
visibility Of having some company in the
house for the benefit of my brother, who
met with severe accident some time ago,
and has been confined to the house. We
saw your advertisement, and were prompt
ed to answer 1t, but must forewarn you
that my brother has led avery active COM
mercial life, has peculiar views on relig-
ion, and dislikes to discuss theological
subjects.
4Shade of Henry Ward Beecherl I
wouldn't be surprised if she took me for o
local preacher thought Mr.. Barclay,
@but if the interesting invalid who is to
be improved by my edifying conduct Is
practical business man I'll soon undeceiye
them.
Madam, he replied, while a dimpled
smile ran over his rosy, jovial face, saw
ing hard sinners is not my line, though
Tn in the hardware trade. I'm COM
mercial traveller, and, as they say in our
circles, pretty we'll posted ON current
events"
He gave hearty laugh-such one as
had not been heard in that house for many
day.
Here voice from over the banisters,
much to the surprise of the ladies, called
out:
aTll bet cool thousand that's Jim Bar
clay's laugh. Come up, you burned old
son of gun; I'm glad to see you'll"
why, is that you, Harry Bedford?'
cried the astonished Jim. "Wen, I de-
clare. Thought you had sold out of your
fathers business and gone to Europe!
Well, am delighted to see you. I've
got whole budget of stories to tell you.
You'll die laughing to hear how Pete
Welsh got mashed on widow in Duluth
but excuse me, ladies, for being SO rude.
I must beg of you to pardon me if join
my old friend.
Il don't think, my dear, there is much
of the divinity student about that gentle-
man, said the mother.
mo, don't think he mortifies the flesh,
but he will be just the person to put lit
tie life and animation into Harry. And l
hope" she added, shat he may be our
guest"
Mr.. James Barclay was duly assimilated
into the bosom of the Bedford fam ly,
proved his theory, won his supper, found
good home, cheered up the spirits of the
young merchant, led the young lady in
due course of time to the altar, and was
eventually admitted as q partner into his
brother in laws flourishing business.
He says that if there was any way by
advertising to take q chance at making the
hereafter secure, he would be the first to
frv r.