Wisconsin herald, and Grant County advertiser. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1844-1845, 1844-10-19
DESPERATION.

ihc ioilo"ihS Is passage from inc
laughablc tale of "Dcspcration," one
of the rich articles which are embraced
in the "litcrary remains of the late
Willis Gaylord Clarke 1t is only
necessary to premise that the writer is
a Philadelphia student, who after sto-
len fortnight amid the gayctics of a
Washington season. finds himself
Qhrough the rcmissncss ola chum) at
Baltimore on his way home, without a
penny in lis pocket. He stops at a
fashionable hotel nevertheless, where,
after tarrying a day or two, he finally,
at the heel ola grand dinner, SOUS IN
his private apartment, ilanked with
abundant Champagne and Burgundy,
resolves to disclose all TO the landlord.
Summoning servant he says:
ask the landlord to step up TO my
room and bring his bill
lie clattcrcd down stairs, gigling,
and shortly after his master appeared.
lie entered with generous smile, that
made me hope for tho best lis house
afforded and that was, ust thea, cred
it.
slow much do ] owe YOU! said L.
He handed me the bill with all the
grace of polite expectancy.
Let me sce-scventccn dollars
How uery reasonable! Butmy dear
sir. the most disagrccable part of this
matter is now TO be disclosed. gricvc
to inform you that, at present, am out
Of money; but know by your philan-
lhropic looks that you will be satisfied
when | tell you that ifIhad IL, would
give it 10 you with unqualified pleasure.
But you sec my not having the change
by me is the reason why ] can't do il;
and am 4 stranger TO you, that's a
fact; but in the place where came
from, all my acquaintance know me,
rs easy rs can be-
The landlord turned all colors.-
where do yon live anyhow!
In Washing-lsh should say Phila-
pelphia.'
Ills eye flashed with angry disap-
pointmcnt. Il sec how it is, Mister;
my opinion is that you arc n blacklcg.
You don't know where your home is.
Yon begin with Washington and then
drop it for Philadelphia. You mast
pay your BILL
'Bnt | can't
Then I'll take your clothes; i'll
, don't, blow me tight!'
'Scoundrel! said /, rising bolt up
right, do itifyou dare! do W--and
leave the rest TO mcn
There were no more words. lie
arose deliberately, seized my hat, and
my only incxprcssiblcs, and walked
down stairs.
Physicians say that two cxcitcmcnts
cannot exist at the same time in one
system. External circumstances drove
away almost Immediately the confusion
Of my brain.
arose and looked out OF the win
dow. The snow was descending as ]
drummed on the pane. What was ]
to do? An unhappy sans caloffS, in
strange city; no money, and slightly in
ebriatcd. A thought struck me. j
had a large, full cloak, which with all
my other appointments, save those he
took, the landlord had spared. drcs-
scd Immediately; drew on my boots
over my fair drawers, not unlike small
clothes; put on my cravat, and tray
cling cap from my trunk jaunly over
my forehead, and ninging my fine long
martlc gracefully about me, made my
way through the hall into the street.
Attracted by shining lamps in the
portico Of IA new hotel. a few squares
from my first lodgings, entered, re-
corded some name on the books. and
bespoke bed. Everything was fresh
and neat; every servant attentive. ]
kept myself closely cloaked; pulled a
cigar and retired to bed 10 mature my
pot.
Waiter, inst brush my clothes well.
my fine fellow said ], in TIC morning,
as he entered my room. Mind the
Dantaloons, don't spill anything from
TIC pockets, there is money in BOTH
Il don't sec no pantaloons.'
'Thc devil you don't! Where arc
they!'
sCan't tell, I'm sure, don't know
s'clp me God.'
TO down, sirrah, and tell your mas
ter to come up here Immediately
The publican was with me in a mo-
mr1t.