Jeffersonian Republican. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1840-1853, 1841-03-10
From the Ladies Companion.
love and Speculation.
A TALE OF THE DAYS OF DISCOUNTS IN NEw-YoRK
BY EPES SARGENT.
From the Lai.es Companion.
By EPES SARGENT.
CHAPTER I.

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| in Broadway the season nmidSumner-the, time
of day eleven o'clock in the forenoon-and the
dramatis persona, Mr.. Frank Buckwood nice
Young man, and Mr. Harry Singleton, " no was.
10 all appearances, the proprietor of The cans Of
paint, the easel, the brushes, pallets, ldy figures
and broken casts, which were scattered in pic
turesGue confusion about the apartment. Mr..
Buckwood was reclining, after fashion pecu-
liar TO himself, in luxurious arm chair, a Sc
gar in his mouth, and one leg stretched upon an
adjacent table, while the other rested upnn the
head OF plaster Shakespeare Mr.. Singleton,
who wore lighIly-fning, and richly figured
dressing gown, in the pockets of which his
hands were thrust, was pacing the floor with
impatient strides, and with face, which be-
trayed anxiety and vexaiion
BE cool, man" said Mr.. Buckwood. laziv
eXhdlng cloud of iohacco-sm3ke; take com
fort. 1t will be all the same hundred wears
hence
Comfort Don't talk to me, sir, of COM
fort" replied Mr. Singleton. 81 am inconsoli-
hle-wreiched beyond description"
Don't walk the loom in that wav. Harry
II is decidedly vulgar The true mark of a
gentleman is, 10 appear consumedly Indifferent
10 every thing. Nothing is mere plebeian than
TO be miserable, unless il is to he happy"
oh, hang up philosophy Wait I'LL you are
tried as am"
And, pray, now that think of it, wha, is
,hc natter"
"Oh! if yon hut knew Well, why shouldn't
tell YOU! Buckwood, don't sneer, and will
imParl 10 you my story. You know Eveline
Gray?"
Certainly; the Hue dowdy heiress in--what
is the name of the street? Her hair is what
yoa might call alme- coIored"
"CainfF! She is a syIph with auburn ring
lets. DON'T laugh al me We met al Niagara
last autamn. II was before nv fathers death
which event, as YOU know, was accelerated bv
the loss OF his fortune, in consequence Of his
liI-adrised endorsements. The art, with which
then daiiled for amusement, is now, alasi nav
sole means of support. Well; met Eyelne
at Niagara. took her likeness read with her
gazej on he rapids with her by moonlight, by
sunlight, by starlight. by twilight, bv no light
at all save wha, flashed from her own blue eyes
= and finally"
Il understand. Go on said Buckwnod
DON'T interrupt me- imploFed his friend
FINALLY we were engaged Parents gave their
consent, q the course of true love ran unwrink-
led by warele; or a ripple Bat fortune sudden
sy shifted. NJ father was ruined, and | was
rHlt ed with him. But Eveline ne-Evclmc was
'rnei Not SO old Six percent, her father. As
soon as he heard of my mischance, he for
babe ne his honse-ihreaiered to kick me down
siairs-me, Harry Singleton would have
dashed nv fist in his face, but consideration
like an angel came, in The shape of Eyeline,
and bowed and Withdrew"
"Well; what is there in all that to make YOU
miserable?" inquired Mr. Buchwood, lighting
new segRr.
"Oh, nothing, nothing at all" returned Har-
~, IN somewhat doubtful and perpIexed tone
Il considered it peasani--devilish pleasant
But my story isn't quite finished"
''Of course" said Buckwood, ''vou had car
rlase at The Iady's door the next evenno-char-
tered steamboat, aud carried her Off 10 Proyi-
dence, where The knot was tied and no oues-
lions asked"
mo. | succumbed to ;he blow in the fond
hope that The storm would blow over. and the
sky brighten once more. For months, as YOU
know, have devoted myself TO my arr with an
exclusive devotion have wOoed excellence
with unremitied assid!ity, and, natter myself.
Buckwood, notallogeiher wihomsuccess But
you grow impatient. In one word, then, there
IS rival in The casa vulgar, bIack-lookng
foreigner, with long hair curling over his coat
collar. dirty imperial, and whiskers, which
The dyer has made black. He calls himserI
Count Mareschlno, and is quite assduous in
his addresses to Eyeline. She, poor girl, is
evidently disgusted with the fellow, but her "a
iher and mother have the faulty le favor his pre-
tensions. The wretch is repured 10 be rich,
and he talks of his estates on the Rhine with
magnificent self-compIacency BY the way, |
ne has had the impudence to sit to me for his
portrait. Here il is. Did you ever SEQ such
1 graceless-looking vagabond?"
Here the young artist brought forth canvass
covered with half-fnished portrait, the only |
enarkable feature of which was an unnaturalI
lass OF curly black hair, and submitted il to Mr..
3nckwood's inspection. That exceIlen, per-
>on, on seeing The picture, appeared 10 be sud
lenly reused from the apathy which had hith-