Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1911-02-03
Human Postoffice Retarded

came to be employed by man In a
little village near Herkimer, N. Y. OF
course | was only a hired man-in
reality not much more than a printers
devil, because all the odd jobs Of the
shop fell to me, the only emplOye--and
so I was not of much consequence So
cially in the village. Nevertheless |
had not been there long before ! was
greatly attracted by a young woman
upon whom | cast sleeps eyes at
every opportunity. l soon had reason
to suspect that she was not displeased
by my attentions, but after while,
when we had become so we'll acquaint-
ed that it was plain 1 purposed keep
ing company with her, there were par
entail objections, and I was practical
ly forbidden the house.
"But, the saying is, you know, Love
will find a way In that village there
lived barefooted freckle-faced, tow
headed boy of Dutch descent. But he
was as bright as new dollar. One
day l met him in the street.
Frank I said to him, do you sup
pose you could carry a note for me to
a certain young lady so secretly that
nobody but she would know it?'
"T guess l could he replied.
"'Well, do you suppose you could
bring note from her just as secretly?
"'You try me and see, the boy said.
$50 l wrote a little note, discreetly
worded, and delivered it to this Cupid's
postmaster. A day later he came to
me with a note which had been en-
trusted to him by the young lady.
Later in the day-maybe 1t was the
next day answered the note and
gave my reply to the boy for delivery.
In due time he brought me another
note from the young lady; and thus
we kept up a secret correspondence
that lasted until l proposed, when all
objection was removed to my paying
attention to the young lady. Not long
after that We were married.
We'll, one time when it became i'm
perative for me to go to Washington
during Lincoln's administration took
Mrs. Weed with me. My dear said,
after we had reached there, L should
partment. 1 want you to meet gen
tleman l know there And a little
later we walked into the office of the
treasurer of the United States.
81 took Mrs. Weed over to a desk at
which a gentleman was sitting.
my dear, do you know who this
is?' asked.
mo she had to confess.
what, you don't know our Cupid's
postman?' l exclaimed in feigned sur
prise.
Yes, there he was-no longer the
barefooted, freckle-faced, tow-headed
little village boy, but a full grown,
handsome man-Francis D. Spinner.
And you can imagine the surprise and
delight of Mrs. Weed when she discov-
cred in the treasurer of the United
States the boy who had been the dumb
and faithful little messenger of our
counting days"
Mr.. Weed might truthfully have
added that, in return for the services
Frank Spinner gave him In his court
ing days, he took every possible op-
portunity to betriend the lad as he
grew up. And 1t was upon Mr.. Weeds
recommendation that President Lin
coin named Mr.. Spinner treasurer OF
the United States in 1861, position
that he filled with great credit until
1875, when failing health caused him
to retire voluntarily. 1t was during his
incumbency that women were first
| employed as clerks in the treasury de-
partment to take the place of the men
who enlisted in the Union army.
Copyright 1910. by E. ]. Edwards. Az
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