The Middlebury people's press. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1841-1843, 1843-08-16
ketiring from Business.
ii. l.. T.
BY 7. S. ARTHUR.
CON C L U ID r d &.

Satisfied that nothing which he could
urge would change the selfish views of Mr.,
Maurey, Lester ceased to oppose him. in
any way, and soon after they separated.
Mr.. Maurey was so fully in earnest Il
bout this matter, that in the course of the
next twelve months he Withdrew himself
entirely from business, and left his son to
manage for himself, or capital of twenty
thousand dollars, which he deemed sufficient
for a new beginner.
On the first morning after he had sue
ceeded in throwing off the last shackle of
business that made it necessary for him TO
take his daily walk to the counting room
he seated himself in his easy chair. beside
a warm coal fire, with feeling of satis-
faction such as he had not experienced Tor
many years. Now he was a free man.
Now he could enjoy himself, unaffected by
the rise and fall of sugars. cotton, hides or
coffee. The wind might blow in hurricanes,
but he had no ships at sea. How happy ne
wasl and with what an air of self compla-
ceAcy did he stroke his smoothly shavcn
chin.
An hour only had passed by, after the
newspaper. stripped of half its interest, had
been thrown aside, before the old gentleman
began 10 feel weary of the house, and then
he put on his great coat and went out. An
aimless walk of an hour and a half brought
him back TO the house, more tired than he
had felt for wears. Two hours had yet 10
be passed until dinner time, which two
hours seemed the longest he had known for
months.
Dinner was at last announced, and he
sat down with keen appetite. and ate and
drank to repletion. 1t was the only real
business affair of the day, and he could not
help doing il we'll When he arose from the
table, as there was nothing 10 occupy his
mind, he thought comfortable nap would
be very pleasant thing, and so he retired
to his chamber, and slept until dark. The
evening was spent rather more TO his salts
faction, in conversng with his son about
| business matters.
! On the next morning, the recollection oil
the irksomeness of the preceding day was
so distinct in his mind, and the inclination
so strong to take his accustomed way 10 his
place of business, that he turned his steps
/ towards his sons store, as soon as he STAR
ted out for walk. There he wled away
a couple of hours, with the newspapers,an
IN conversation with old friends, who hap
peneG to drop in, on the state of the mar
kets. But this could not fill up all the time
that was on his hands, and at last he wan
dered off to seek some other means of Kill
( ling time. First. he walked for nearly Il
mile along the wharves, looking at the ship
ping, and trying to feel an interest in yes.
sells in which he had no interest. Then he
stretched across the city TO Broad street,
and finally returned home. too soon for
dinner by more than an hour, and threw
himself upon a sofa with an exclamation of
WEAKNESS.
Thus passed DAYS and weeks, each one
growing more irksome than that which had
preceded it, until his mind actively seeking
for occupation, at last hit upon an expedi-
ent. He had plenty of money, more than
he could ever spend, why should he not en-.
joy it? And besides that, he must have
something to do or he could not live.
All at once his mind became filled with
the idea of country life. Imagination
pictured a splendid mansion, surrounded
with orchards, gardens, and vineyards, and
everything TO delight the eye. This idea