Vain efforts! She was too weak for the trial; and who can wonder that she was?
Mr.Johnson was sitting in his store about half past three o'clock that afternoon, when a man came in and asked him for the payment of a note of five thousand dollars.

He was a Notary.
"A protest!" exclaimed Mr.Johnson, in astonishment.

"What does this mean ?" "I don't understand this," said he, after a moment or two.

"I have no paper out for that amount falling due to-day.

Let me see it ?" The note was handed to him.
"It's a forgery!" said he, promptly.