HER TWO HAPPIEST YEARS.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume X, Issue 496, 13 October 1882, Page 11

HER TWO HAPPIEST YEARS.

Hebe's a story told me yesterday. About thirty years ago Judge Cincinnatus Peeples — bless his genial memory ! — found it necessary to order a tanner out of hi? law office in Hall county. The tanner was a poor, shiftless fellow named Wilson, and shortly after drifted to the Atlanta, where he secured work at 50 cents a day. In 1868 Judge Peeples went to New York on important financial business for the State. He was directed to the great banking house of R. T. Wilson and Co. He sent in bis card and after waiting a while he was ushered into an elegant office. A fine-looking man introduced himself as Wilson, and reminded the judge that he was the poor tanner he had ordered out of his office many years ago. Judge Peeples, thoroughly astonished, never dreamed that this ex-tanner was the head of the bank, but thought he was probably related to the proprietor and had secured a clerkship. Mr. Wilson invited the judge to dine with him, and at five o'clock the judge found himself in one of the finest houses on Fifth avenue. While awaiting his host a superb lady entertained him, and Judge Peeples was overwhelmed with the consciousness that the day labourer had really become the great banker. He then became uneasy for fear he should drop some allusion to the humble origin of the husband of the splendid lady to whom he was talking. At length she said : " Judge Peeples, where do you think I spent the two happiest years of my life?" The judge thought of Paris, Saratoga, and Venice, but was hesitating, when Mrs. Wilson said : " Why, at Papa Wilson's log cabin in Hall county, where toy husband took me when we were first married." — New Orleans Times.