New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1846-12-21

terms circulating Medium corrency, depreciation OF
currency. paper. bullion rates OF exchange, value Of
precious metals n the market, and so forth bat
looking down a. the little chair, and seeing what
long way down il was, he answered Gold, and
silver. and copper. Guneas, shillings. halfpence
You know what they are
On yes know VIVA. they are. said Paul i
don't mean that, Papa / mean, what s money
after al
Heaven AID Earth how Old his fac was as he
turned it up again toward BIS fathers
What i Inoney after all said Mr. Dorrbey
backing his cta. little that he might the better
gaze in sheer amazcnent 1t the presu-nptuous
atom that propouaded such an inquiry
q mean Papa, What can it DO % returned Paul,
folding his arms they were hardly long encugh to
iodj and looking the fire, and up al him, and al:
the fire, and up at him again
Mr.. Dornbey drew his chair back to it, former
place, and patted him on the head. You ii know
better by and by, M man he said. Money
Paul can do anything. He took hold Of the little
hand, and beat il softly against Of his Own he
said
Bat Paul got bis hand free as soon as he could :;
and rubbing II gently to and fro on the elbow OF his
chair i! his wit were in the palm and he we're
Sharpening it-and looking at the fire again
though the fire had been his adviser end prompter-
repeated, after short pause Anything, Papa
" Yes. Anything-ahnOst, SAID Mr.. Dombey.
Anything means everything. don't 1t. Papa
asked his rot observing, or possibly not under
standing, the qualification.
1t includes 1t yes said Mr. DombeE
Why didn't money save me my mann re-
turned the child. " 1t isn't cruel, IS 1t
Cruer said Mr. Dombcy settling his meek
cloth aud seeming 10 resent tho idea. No. 4
good thing can be- cruel
lifts good thing, and car do anything said
the little fellow thourhtfuly be looked back ut
the fire 81 wonder why II didn't save ne !n5
mama.
He did nit ask the question OF his father this time
Perhaps he had seen, with child's quckncss that
ii had already made his father uncomfortable But
he repeated the thought aloud, MS il 1t were quite
an old one to him. and had troubled him very much
and sat with his chin resting on his hand still cogl
tating and looking for explanation in the fire.
Mr. Dombcy having reccvcred from his surprise
not to say his alarm Tor it the very first occa
sion on which the child had ever preached the sub
iect of his mother to him, though he had had him
sitting by his side, in this same manner evening
after evening, expoundcd to him how that money
though II very potent spirit never to be disparagcd
on any account whatever, could not keep people
alive whose time was come to die and how that
we must all die unfortunately even in the city,
though We were never SO rich. But how that mon
cy caused us to be honorcd feared respected court
ell and admired and made us powerful and glorious
in the owes of all mem and how that it could, very
often even keep Of death for long time together.
How. for example il had secured To his mama the
services OF Mr.. Plkins. by which he, Paul, had
often proitod himsek; likewise OF the great Doctor
Parker Pops, whom he had never known. And
how it could do all that could be done This, with
more to the same purpose Mr. Dombcy instilled
into the mind of his son, who listened aittcntlvey
aud seemed to understand the steatcrpart OF what
was said 10 Inn.
lit mt make me strong aud quite well either
PAPA; can it - asked Paul alter short silence:
rubbing his tiny hands
WHY, YOU arc strong and quite well, returned
Mr. Dombev Are you not
Oh the age of the face that was turned up
again. with an expression, hall of melancholy, half
OF syness, oil 1t,
You are ms strong and well rs such little people
usually are Eh!" said Mr. Dombey.
Florence is older than | am. but ] IN not as
strong and well as Florence, know, retained the
child land believe that when Florence us
little as me- she could play great deal longer at a
timo without firing herself. tired some
times said little Paul. warming his hands and
looking in between the bars OF the CRATE rs II some
ehostly puppet show were performing there, and
my bones ache SO tWickam saysit my bones that
| do mt know what To do.
Ay But that $ at night said Mr. Dombey,
drawing his own chair closer to his sons. and lay
ing his hand gently on his back little people
should be tired Mt night, for then they sleep we'll
Oh it s not at night Papa" returned the
child it in the day and | lie down in Flor
ences lap and she sings to me. At night dream
about such curious things
And he went on. warming his hands again, and
thinking about them, like old man young
Goblin
Mr.. Dombcy was astonishcd, and uncom.
Portable aud SO perfectly at loss how to pursue
the conversation, that he could only sit looking at
his son by the light OF the fire. with his hand rest
ing on his back. rs II II were detained there by
some magnetic attraction. Once lie advanced his
other hand and turned the contemplativc face to-
ward his own for a moment. But it sought the
fire again as soon he released it; and remained,
addressed toward the hickcring blaze, until the
nurse appeared, to summon him to bed.
Il want Florence to come for me said Paul
Mont YOU come with Your poor Nurse Wick
am. Master Paul inquired that attendant, with
great pathos
n No won't, replied Paul composing himself
in his arm chair again like the master ithc house.
Invoking n blessing upon his innocence, Mrs.
Wickmn Withdrew, and presently Florence ap,
reared in her stoad. The child immediately started
up with sudden readiness and animation. aud
raised toward his father in bidding him good night,
n counrcnancc SO much brighter. so much Younger,
and SO much more child like altogether. that MIR.
Dombcv. while he felt greatly treasured BY the
change, was quite amazed at IT.
Alter they had lett the room together he thought
he heard soft voice singing and remembering
that Paul had said his sister sung 10 HIM. he had
the curiosity TO open the door and listen, and look
after them She was tong up the great wide.
vacant staircase, with him IN her arms his head
was lying on her shoulder one of his arms thrown
ncgliCcntiv round her neck. So they went, tolIng
up; she singing all the way and Paul sometimes
grooming out a feeble accompaniment Mr. Dombey
looked after them until they reached the top OF the
stai.casc-not without hating tn rest by the way
and passed out of his sight and then he still stood
gazing upward until the dull rays Of the moon,
slmmerinc in melancholy manner through the
dim skylieht, sent him back to his own room.
Mrs, Chick and Miss ToN were convokcdl IN coua
ell a, dinner next day and when the cloth was re
moved, Mr., Dumbcy opened the proceedings by re-
quirinS to be informed without any gloss or rcscr
walton, whether there ANYTHING the matter
with Paul, and what Mr., Pilkins said about him.
e For the child is hardly, said Mr.. Dombcy, as
stout as could wish
With your usual happy discrimination. my dear
Paul returned Mrs Chick, you have bit the point
sd once, Our darling is net altogether as stout
We could wish. The fact Is, thst his mind is too
much :or hum. His soul is grea; deal too large
for his frame. | am sure the way in which the
dear child talks A." SAID Mrs. Chick, shaking her
head no one would believe. His expressions
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