Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1836-09-30
From London Magazine.
HISTORY OF MIR. ALLEN.


man nature
MI Robert Allen THAT was the name
lhis good mani was the descendant of tn
great Allen Of Somersetshire, so Justly cele
orated by the immortal pen OF the inimilabl
author OF Tom Jones, under the name O
Alworthy.
As Mr. Robert Allen possessed eyerv vir
tue OF his excellent relation, little more en-,
be added to his praise To relieve ever,
object OF distress within his reach TO in
struct the Ignorant, TO comfort the afflicted
10 amend the envious. to quiet the angry
ana TO rectify the prejudices of his neigh
life. .
lie had the misfortune to lose in his voutl
a very amiable wife and child which ca.
lamiies he sustained with the most exem.
plary patience, and Christian resignation.
Besides his paternal estate, he had accu.
INFLATED a large fortune in the former part
OF his life, having been a considerable mer.
chant at Lisbon:
once IN every three years, he constantly
visited London, merely on account of trans
acting his money matters; otherwise il was
with great reluctance be left the scenes of
rural quiet for the hurry and noise of the
metropolis
As the whole business of this excellent
man was to DO good to every individual, so
he made every incident in his life contribute.
by some means, to that laudable purpose.
He had always taken up his abode du
ring his stay in London, at the house of an
honest tradesman near Temple barr solely.
because the man had formerly been faith
full servant TO his cousin Aleu-and for
course of years after had given signal proofs
of his integrity and industry in his business,
which was that Of a haberdasher. MIR Rob
ert Allen had set him up in business and
had furnished his house very genteelly the
first floor Of which be always occupied
when his affairs called him 10 London.
Mr. Lewis Uhe name of the haberdasher)
was about The age of his worthy friend
He had since he last saw him, buried his
wife, very notable good woman; and for
his sias, il may be allowed the expression.
had been married TO young fiirt. who had
drawn IN the old man by pretty face, with
out any one good quality either of the head
or heart. She tossed up her nose at all her
neighbors, aud was as proud as any woman
Of quality. She had wheedIed Der old man.
as she called her worthy husband, to keep
her a one horse chasc. and TO take lode.
ing upon Highpaie hill, for the quiet and
benefit Of the country air
As this lady was immoderarely fond of
cards, she had little kind of rou, every
Thursday, in the apartments of her first
floor
A few days before one of those brilliant,
assemblies was to take place, Mr. Lewis re.
;eived letter from his worthy friend and
1eneiactor. Mr. A Hen, that he would be in
own the Thursday following, and hoped
hose apartments he had occupied for TWEEN
Y years, would be in readiness 10 receive
him.
The good haberdasher showed his wife
he letter; and demonstrated to her the ne |
,essity there was of putting Off her weekly |
Meeting; but she cut him short, with say |
ng it was absolutely impossible--ior that
The had sent her cards TO her company for |
wo months before, and thatlhe parties we're
I'll made; that she should make no fuss
bout this old country gentleman, for that
lie must EN- take up his lodging up two pair
II stairs.
Her poor husband sighed in the bitterness
" his heart but was forced to submit for the
AXE of domestic quiet
MIR Allen arrived at the house at the time
lie appointed; and as it happened to be on
he Thursday evening, was surprised on
lighting from his carriage to see his din
NC room Illuminated with great number
# lights, and as he advanced up stairs to
rear confused number of female voices.
The haberdasher flor his wife was too
inc lady to appear on this occasion) after
n hundred awkward apologies, conducted
lis worthy guest to the second floor, who
Don retired to bed, but that sweet repose
which he usually found after day spent in
irtuous peace he was now stranger to, as
he ladies below did not depart till after mid
light and he might MS we'll have expected
0 have slept in the tower of Babel, as in
UGH confusion of voices.
They were at length no sooner departed,
han the good mans slumbers were again
disturbed though from a different cause
hat proceeded sounds which prevented his
reting any sleep. He heard, though but
the plaintive waling of a young
nfant, and the frequent sobbngs of some
woman.
AS these melancholy sounds continued
he chief part of the night his compassion
Dr. the unhappy sufferers (whoever they
vere,) was extremely excited No man
urely had more of what Shakespeare calls
he milk of human kindness, than Mr. Rob
TT Allen; he therefore felt for every thing
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