Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1841-03-17

way. Since the reverse in his fortunes, Harry
had mingled but little in society, and, to be can
did, society did not appear TO miss him much
The people who gave dinner-parties, had quite
dropped him, now that sumptuous dinner was
a rarity to him, and mammaS with marriageabe
daughters who used once to insist upon treat
( ing him as 'one Of the farnily,' now ALWAYS
managed TO have their attention attracted to-
wards something beyond, when he net hem II
the street
But, for some reason or other, on the morn
ing in question, a most miraculous change ap-
peared to come over every body, who had ever
known or seen him. He had not proceeded
the length of a square, before he was accosted
by Mr.. Snob, who shook hands with him for
nearly FIVE minutes, a fact sufficient 10 have
given Harry unlimited credit with half the tai-
lors in Town Snob was what is called "a solid
man, He was a Director in the Bullion Bank,
and had been kind enough 10 recommended
Singleton's father, the endorsements, by which
the latter was sunk. In consideration of this
friendly act, Harry had, soon after his parents
demise, called upon Snob with the request that
he would assist him in getting discounted at
the bank some good paper, to the enormous
amount of two hundred dollars, request which
Snob superciliously rejected, recommending
Singleton to lay aside his kid gloves and Frenh
boots, and to live as he had lived at his age
Harry had better memory for benefits than
for injuries, and so, when Snob took him by
the hand, he he did not repel the familiarity.
"Come and dine with US to-day, en- famlAe,'
said Snob; Maria often speaks of YOU, and
the rides you took at Saratoga. She has in12
proved astonishingIy in her playing We dine
at six"
Indeed, you must excuse me to-day" said
Singleton, wondering at the inexplicable con
descension.
"Well, suppose you say tomorrow, or the
next day." continued the bank director
I" | will send you word in the morning. said
Harry, "should be able to come during ls.g
week"
may, we will fix a day, and send you word"
said Snob. 'Good bye. my dear boy. Expect
to hear from us soon"
AS Harry continued his walk, all his ac-
quaintances seemed 10 be at extraordinary PAINS
10 bow and smile Mr. Whip, the Edit.yT, who
had cut up his pictures in the last exhibition so
numerically, stopped and made known, that Lo
had written most laudatory critique upon Har-
rvs portraits at Clinton Hail. Mrs Somerset.
who had stricken Harry's name from her Wis
iting book for the last two years, beckoned to
him from her carriage, as he was passing Stew
arts and begged he would come to a small
musical party at her house, that evening. Mr..
Cameo drew his greys Up to the curb-stoI1e, in
his nauy turnout, and invited him 10 ride over
to the races. In short, before he reached home
that afternoon, he seemed to have shaken hands
with half the city. He entered his room, mvs-
tilted at the occurrences Of the day What
could have made people so very friendly all at
once! His eyes fell upon the cenre-table, and
there lay some half-dozen unopened notes in
delicate envelopes, and sealed with fancifully-
tinted wax. He hastily conned the directions
10 see if any of them were In Evelines hand
writing Alas, no They were invitations
from Miss A. and Mrs b. and other worthy
people to small parties and family ye-ani0ns
"What the deuce does all this meant" said
Harry, thOughtfully, "am dreaming?"
He sat down, carelessly took up the news
paper of the day, and abstracedly ran his eye
over the editorial columns. He was in the
midst of very able leader which was prov
ing 10 his entire conviction. that the country
was completely ruined, and that the Barings
would have it in their power TO sell the whole
United States at auction, to the highest bidder,
before the year was out, when his head sank
with drowsiness, and the soft influences Of
lulled his senses He suddenly
started, however--some mischevous imp, com
by Queen Nab, having respectfully
minated to him, that Count Mareschino was
'hpping him on the back. He smiled at the
e-picked up the newspaper, and again al
empted to fix his attention upon its contents,
'ut the letters swan before his eyes, which
pened and shut again, and finally stared wide
pen, as If unclosed by spting. Their gaze
eemed riveted with an expression of eonsuu>
nate horror Upon the paper. What did they
ebold! twas the announcement penned by
-imberstock, in which our hero was declared
. be the fortunate heir Of two millions ot de-
irs! There II was, printed published, with
ne name OF HENRY SINGLETON ESQ, at fall
ength! SO, the mystery was explained Poor
larry! He thrust on his hat, seized a COW
kin, and rushed from the house. ssos