The British Press; or, Morning Literary Advertiser.
London, England, 1824-08-28 00:00:00

rat ; at least to says the auther.tie old kgsrd, e1,),,A Ys
awry in the following trann-1:
On one hot afternoon in the dopdays, just tis a terriToi,
thunder-gust snug coining np, Toni sat in Inc count:no-house,
white linen cap and India silk nuorning.gown. lie gas o.
point of torecllsirg a mortgage, by cinch he would compie.o.,s.
ruin of an unlucky land spectilai,:. for who::: Hetes,
I greatest friendship.
The pc^r land-job:.- begged him to grant a few rr.o.1:1•‘•
ge,.ce. Toni had grown resit snci irritated, and refused mot.
diy,
t• feniily will be ruined and brought upon PA:parish," 1,„1
the
I myself i "Chn
rit
tnesey bens at home." replied Tom. "I must L egg
ke °,
a hard t imes."
rUil have made sr witch cuotm:y cut of Inc!" said the spill,.
jam' _ . „

Tom lost Ibis patience sad his piety.
.. The d—l take me," stud lie, if I hare made 3 farthirct
Just then there wee three head knocks at the Erret.docr. T Ile
step rd cut to see who was there. A bi k 131113 Was hukis,
black home, which neighed 2:141 stamped wish Impatience.
" Tom, you're come for I " said black fellow. runty. fcii
shrunk back, but too hue. Ile had left his Bible of the up.
tout of his csat pocket, and his big Bible on the desk, butied y
the mortgage he was about to forecloses never was sinner due
more unawares. The black man wnisked hlm like a
tha saddle.. ;-see the horse a lash, and away Ifelhored. with
en his hack. in the midst of the thtuideerstorm. The clerk., euct
their pens behind their ear., and star.d after hint :oni
he
doles. Away went Tom iralker, dashing dean the wed lu
white c-p bnbbing up ar.d down. his morning gown f.uttet.r.,;
the wind, and bid ste.d striking lire out of the parenient at ertt.
bound. When the eierke turned to lock for the Week imm, I te4s4
disappeared.
Tom %raker t er,r returned to foreclose the mortgage. .11 mute.
tryman, who ticnLun the border of the swamp, reporrej, th,t Ir th,
height of the thiindtt-gust he bad heard a great clattettng t 1 boos,
and a howling along the road, anti that when he ran to the s .nsow
hr just caught sight of a figure such as I have described• etc 1 hum
that galloped like mad across the tilds, ovee the bills, and dews
into the black hemlock swamp, towards the old !mina f t ; std
that shortly atter a thunderbolt fell in that d'rection, which i mewl
to Get the whole forest in a blaze.

The go,alpeople of &sum shook their heads and shrugg4 I
shoulders; hut had been so much accustomed to witches el gb.
lins, and tricksolkthe Devil in all kind of shapes, from
settlement of the colony, that they were not so lunch barrel% aisdk
as might have been expected. Trustees !ea:. appointed t t a..e
enarge of Toto's (filets. There was nothing, however. ire
ewer upon. On searching his collies. all his Loads :11l niz.
gages were found reduced to cinders. In place of gold an 4 si:Tr
his iron chest :as :Med with chips and shaving; two pill Inr:.;
!iv in his stable instead of his half-starved horses; and ti
nest day I is great house Ccnk tire. and was burnt to the grosti .1.
Such was the end of Tom Walker and his 111-gotten wealtl
all griping mtmey.brokers lay this .tots to heart. The rut ict it
lis not to be doubted. The very hole under the oak trees, Nal
whence he (1.4 Kidd's money, is to be seen to this day ; at; I tie
neighbouring swamp and old Indian tort are often hurt
i stormy nights by a figure on Itorsebaca, in moraing-guwr. ants t ht
I cap, which is, doubtless. the troubled spirit of the usurer. In tse,
the story has resolved itself into a proverb. and is the of
i Devil popular saying, so prevalent throughout New Engiaud.
and Tom Walker."