The Charlotte journal. [volume] (Charlotte, N.C.) 1835-1851, 1842-08-18
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CLARA FLETCHER

"What beautiful creature Clara fetch
cr IS !" exclaimed Mr.. Tressaye.
Beautiful !" replied tho lady by vi hon
he stood, tossing her head disdainlully,
''vhy 10 !" and she raised her glass to her
eye, :" | think she's positively plain look
ing"
"Bean,iful indeed - echoed her man.
ma, a tat vulgar looking woman, the i!aunt-
ing colors Of whose dress betrayed her
character at once, "shy, now, do say,
MIR. Tfessayle, its astonishing ls--hoU
gentleman Of such tone as you, should
think that per, Miss Fletcher any thing bu,
common.lke. Why, dc look a, her hair
now, Id be bound she done it up herself !;
and then her dress, why lha; stuff" said She
with contemptuous curl Of her lip,
"coud'n. have cost u dollar yard. Do
YOU think il could, ArumInta, my dear J"
Mr. rressayle was decidedly the most
: iivfruu, d uuuusune 'coun;enance, the most
courtIy manners, and moro than all, sup.
posed 10 be possessed Of a fortune as exten.
siye as bis establishment, was locked up 10
By all as the match Of the season. The
BoiVilles, therefore, with whom 10 was
now consersng, we're no; a little nattered
by the attentions which be paid them. -
True, they wore tho weathiest family q,
tho Springs; bu, then, Mr. BelyIlle had
made his prncely fortune as distllIcr.-
Originally the keeper OF green groccE's
shop, he had risen aitcfward into an obscure
tavern keeper, aud from thence, BY slow
gradaions, ho had become a wine. mer.
chant, dlstlllcr, a usurer, aud millionaire.
Laitcrly, his lady discarded the shop, and,
affecting 10 dcspse tradesman's wives, had
sci Up Tor woman OF fashion; and nothing
gave her, 10 her eyes, more Importance
than The attentions obviously paid BY Mr.
Frcssaylo to her outy child. Aramiu,a
Nolvna BolVllIo, long, scrasgy young
lady OF about Two uud.twcuty, bu, who nf.
tected he manners oil "sweet six,eeu."-
The devotion Of Tsessayle TO such beng
was indeed surprising to all who did not
know how involved was us fortune.
What reply might have heen made by
IFessayIe 10 this remark we know not, for
his answer was cut short BY tho appear.
ance Of no less parsonage than Mr.. Bel
vile.
How are you, Tressaylc Gne girls,
Cd ]" said this gentleman, slappng the
young man somewhat lamiliarly on the
shoulder" dcuced handsome gal, that, Just
come IN, and has fell heIress 10 a cool three
hundred thousand. By Joyc, she's lucky
thing to get the hunk of money old Smarter
made IN the East India lrade.n
"Clnra Fletcher hercss to Mr.. Snarler
you surprise me-" said Tressavle, 81
thought he had sworn to Gu, off her moth
er, who was his sister, you know, and all
her family with shilling, merely for mar,
ryne Mr. Fletcher, who, though poor, was
IN every respect gentleman
Ay, SO ho did--so no did, bat he died
at last, dye see - without a willard so
Clara Fletcher, the only daughter Of his
only sister, cuts into his fortune fat"
/" l's singular never heard of this be. :
fore, }" said Tressaylo, half muslngIy.
" Mamma, Ia If don't think AIR. Tres.
sayle hasseen Miss Fletcher before, whis.
pored the daughter behind her fan; aud
then raising her voice and simporlnr and
as Trcssaye looked down on hear
ing her, sho continued" dear me, YOU
hav'nt been listening all tho while, have
you Bot do tell, Tressayc, who Is that
Young man with her ~
believe it is Mr. Rowley."
"i'ad is bo the ielor," broke in Mr..
BeIylllc, that published the poems 50 ma
ny people are cracking upl Why, be ism,
much after all, ! guess. For my part,
ion't see why some people get praised for
writing poetry--it's Eothing--l could do it
myself, if I'd try" said he, with a sncer.
Il don't think this Mr.. Rowley man OF
a'en'--no poe, is" And finishing his
with a supercilous look at the
nhject Of his remark, tho CT dovant green
,rocer, inflated with the consciousness of
us wealth, thrust his finger into his waist
oat pocket, and marched off to Join ano,h
II group.
Why, my dear Miss Fletcher, how
'yo do ?' said the shrill voice Of Mrs. Bel.
lille, at this moment, as Mr.. Rowley led his
eautlpl mr.gcr 10 sea, near tho prcten