Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1829-01-07

le - going to speak agafn this VIII me-
,er do, we must cough him down. And
Mr.. Ferdinand Ftzroy was according
y coughed down. Our hero was now
seven or eight and twenty, handsomer
han ever, ard the alteration Of all the
young ladies at Almack's. we have
nothing to leave you,' said the parents
who had lorg spent their fortune, and
now lived on the credit Of having once
enjoyed il. You III the handsom-
est man in London; you must marry an
heiress.' Il will said MI. Ferdinand
Fitzroy. Miss Helen Convolvulus was
a charming young lady, with a hare-lip
and six thousand a year. To Miss Hell
en- Convolvulus then our hero paid his
addresses. Heavens! what an uproar
her relations made about the matter.
Easy to see his Intentions said one;
"a handsome fortune-hunter, who wants
to make the best Of his person?-
is that handsome Does says
another--'he was turned out OK the
army and murdered his colonel;'-'nev-
err marry q beauty said a third;-'he
can admire none but himself;'-'will
have so many mistresses,' said a fourth;
make you perpetually jealous said a
fith;-'spend your %fortune,' said a sixth;
and break your heart said a seventh.
Miss. Helen Convolvulus vas prudent
and wary. She saw a great deal of JUS
tice in what was said; and was suffic-
iently conten,ed with liberty and six
thousand a-year, not 10 be highly impa-
tient for a husband; but our heroine had
no aversion to a lover; especially to so
handsome a lover as MI. Ferdinand
Fitzory. Accordingly, she neither ac-
copied nor discarded him, but kept him
on hope, and suffered him to get into
debt with his tailor and his coach-maker
on the strength Of becoming Mr.. Fitz-
roy Convolvulus. Time went on, and
excuses and delays were easily found:
however, our hero was sanguine, and so
were his parents. A breakfast at CHS
wick and a pu,rid fever carried off the
latter, within one week of each other;
but not till they had blessed Mr.. Ferdin-
aud Fitzroy, and rejoiced that they had
left him 80 well provided for. Now,
then, our hero depended solely upon
the Grabbed old uncle and Miss Helen
ConvolvuIus;-the former, though a bar
Onet and a s%atirist, was a banker and a
man Of business:-he looked very dis
t~astefully at the Hyperion curls and
white teeth Of Mr.. Ferdinand Fitzroy.
If l make you my herr said he, l Ok
'pect you will continue the bank Ger
tainly, sir!' said the nephew. 'HumphP
grunted the nncle, "a pretty fellow Cor a
bankerr Debtors grew pressing to MIR.
Ferdinand Fltzroy, and Mr.. Ferdin-
and Fitzroy grew pressing to Miss
Helen ConvolvuIus. 'It is a dangerous
thing said she, timidly. 80 marry a
man so admired,-will you always be
faithful" by heaven!' cried the lover.
sHeigho" sighed Miss Helen Convovu-
lus, and Lord Rufus Pumilion entering,
the conversation was changed. But the
day Of the marriage was fixed; and MI.
Ferdinand Fi.zroy bought a new curri-
Gle. BY Apollo, how handsome he look
ed in it! A month before the wedding
day, the uncle died. Miss Helen Con-
vo lvulus was quite tender 10 her condo
Ienccs-'Cheel up, my Ferdinand, said
she; 'for your sake l have discarded
Lord Rufus PumiIion! Adorable con-
descension! cried our hero; but Lord
Rufus Pumilion is only four feet two,
and has hair like a pony 'And all
men are not so handsome as Mr.. Fer
dinand Fitzroy!' was the reply. Away
goes our hero to be present at the open
ing Of his uncle's will. Il leave said
the testator, [who I have before said
was a bit of a satirist,] my share of the
bank, and the whole of my fortune, leg.
acies excepted, to'-here Mr.. Ferdin-
and Fitzroy wiped his beautiful eyes
with a cambria handkerchief, exquisitely
brode]-'my natural son John Sprigs,
an Industrious, painstaking youth, who
will do credit to the bank. l did once
intend to have made my nephew, Fer
dinand, my heir: but so curling a head
a have no talent for accounts. l
want my successor to be a man Of busi-
ness, not beauty; and Mr.. Ferdinand
Fitzroy is a great deal too handsome for
a banker: his good looks will no doubt,
win him any heiress in town. Mean
while, | leave him, to buy a dressing
case, a thousand pounds "A thousand
devils! said Mr.. Ferdinand Fitzroy,
bungiig out of the room. He flew to
his mistress. She was not at home.
'Lles,' says the Italian proverb, 'have
short legs but truths, if they are un-
pleasant, have terrible long ones! The
next day Mr.. Ferdinand Fitzroy receiv-
ed a most obliging note of dismissal.
Il wish you every happiness said Hell
en- Convovulus, in conclusion-sbut nv