The Ohio Democrat. [volume] (Canal Dover, Ohio) 1840-1900, 1842-02-03

bowed very politely.
'lsn't this your noleP
We d0nttake them HOtes here
We'll, by Cd thus Is too muchn exclaim-
ed the man, excited beyond all power of en =
duranee. what am to do? How am to
pay my debts-uness YOU give me something
for your notes am ruined and broken man,
I'VE dOn'ttake them notes here "
Well' exclaimed on elderly gentleman,
who was standing near, swell. if this not a lit
tie beyond the power OF endurance. lam an
old mn, a0dI have ever stood against mob
law; buI-but, my friends, we are not stones
we are not like these pillars; We have blood
in our VEINS, My friends there is point at
which sufferanee ceases to be vIrlue.'
'There IS lndeedP shouted twenty voices.
This wns rather curious unanimily of feeling.
Our attention was now attracted by another
scene. An old man, with long grey hair, white
eyebrows, and venerable appearance, was
standing near one of the pillars, with his
hands dropped llslessIy by his side, while
his eye wandered vacanlly around The place.
He was surrounded5y throng that seemed
listening 10 the words that issued from his
lips. We GIew nigh and discovered that he
"What ere you murmSrng at old buSterp
exclaimed an unhnkiug boy, who stood near.
Stand aside eaid lbe old man, with Wild,
ness in his tone that showed signs of disor-
dered mind Stand aside, bOys-l see HIM
see him
See who2 See whoP
Don't you see him sitting up yonder behind
the gold eagle, g. looking down on the crowd.
See how black he looks he's wnking his
eye at this board Of Directors, as much as
to say, c, if could gel hold of you; wouldn't
lay it into you-woun't r.
'IS the may cgazy' Who do you mean? who
is it that you seea'
'Who3 why there stands old Stephen Girard
don't you Sc him behind the gold eagle there
-ha! ha! how old S,ephy would lay it into the
rascals, would'n! he?'
The crowd shtank back with instructive res
pect 10 the SORROWS of tho crazed old man.
Wha! was the cause Of his madnessl Let
those concerned in that bank answer.
For an hour or more after the bank was
closed, the street in The immediate neighbor-
hood was blocked up bya dense crowd, Who
occupied the pavemen: in front Of the bank, as
we'll as the steps and space in front Of the
bank. So ends the first day.
From the Times of the 2sth ult.
The excitement which yesterday continued
to exist in the public mind in relation 10 the
Glrard Bank, was mirrored in the elements,
The day was clear and intensely cold. The
wind whistled along the streets, raising the
dust, sending awning covers, sign posts and
signs adrif, and on alI.:sdes you heard il re>
marked that it was rather extraordinary that
the day fixed for the interment of the de-
ceased bank should be one OF the very cold
est of the present winter
Al an early hour dense crowd gathered
10 front Of the bank; the steps we're soon filled
mp. The crowd was scattered in groups, COM
posed of all classes Of our fellow citizens,
from the study laborer and intelligent me-
chanic, up 10 the classic cloaked lawyer, and
the bang-up covered merchant.
The Times goes on 10 describe he different
scenes that ensued, but we have no room for
m ore than the following:
Another group arrested Our attention. Quite
a throng were gathered around stout, hear.
ty looking man dressed 10 coarse blne bang>
up, with an enormous foot rule projecting from
his pocket.
'Wha. are you gcin' 10 do with that thunder
in rulel
why heerin' that there was a bank dead
abcu. these parts, come TO measure for the
coffin.
'HelIol Look a. that big Trishman pushing
through the clowd. wonder what he's alier.'
"What's The meanin' ov all hisp exclaim.
ed The Irishmsn pushing into the lot Of con-
tables-Is the bank closedl hey1 Here's a
$40 Of the id rotten money which | got
last night Praps tho gentleman in the snuff
colored coat can tell mt where P get change
for lll'
"Im very sorry, my friend, but can't tell
you where you can get change for your mo,
ney.'
money! Money! Is it money ye are after
callin' the ragi It's a nice pickle Pm in. My
children at home without food 10 eat or FIRE to
warm 'em.
BeJ-s Mr.. Mayor, but Pve great notion
to take one Of these watch-boxes home wild
me, and split it up for fire " ~oOd, and leave
the $40 wild your Honor-Mr. Mayorl'
A respectable looking man, dressed IN
fashionable bangup, was standing on the steps,
with his face drawn out to length that would
have created grea, suspicious ofhi having 10
pay the barber donble price the next time he
was shaved.
Iwsh to heaven he observed, turning 10 a