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

Containing the Sequel Of The Mtdshirnaits Discstcr.
MAJOR BAGsTocK, after long and frequent OBJ
servation of Paul, across Princess's Place through
his double barrelled opera glass and after rccey-
ing many minute reports, daily, weekly, and month
w. on that subject, from the native who kept HIM
self in constant communication with MISS loX
maid for that purpose came 10 the conclusion that
Dombey. Sir, was a man to be known, and that j.
B. was the boy to make his acquaintance.
Miss Tox, however, maintaining her reserved be-
haviour and frigidly declining to understand the
Major whenever he called (which he often did on
any little fishing excursion connected with this pro-
ect the Major IN spite OF his constitutional tough
ness and slyness was fam TO leave the accomplish
ment OF his desire III some measure 10 chance.
Which, as he was used to observe with Chuckes
at his club has been fifty to one in favor OF Joey
b. Sir. since his elder brother died OF Yellow
Jack Ia the West Indies.
twas some time coming to his aid in the present
instance, but it be!ricnded him at last. When the
dark servant, with fall particulars. reported Miss
ToX absent on Brighton service, the Major was
suddenly touched with aiiectionate "reminiscences
Of his friend Bill Bithcrstone of Bengal. who had
written to ask him, if he ever went that way, to
bcstow call upon his only son But when the
same dark servant reported Paul at Mrs Pipchn S,
and the Major, referring 10 the letter favored by
Master Ritherstonc on his arrival in England-to
which he had never had the least idea o! paying
any attcnton-saw the opening that presented
itself. he was made rabid by the govt, with
which he happened to he then laid up. that he
threw iootstool at tho dark servant in for
his intelligence, and swo-e be would he the death
OF the rascal before he had done with him which
the dark servant was more than half disposed to
believe.
At length the Major being released from his fit,
went one Saturday growing down TO Brighton.
with the native behind HIM apostrophizinc Miss
ToN all the way and cloating over the prospect OF
carrying hy storm the distinguished friend 10 whom
she attached much mystery, and for whom she
had deserted him
Would YOU, Ma'sm would YOU " said the Ma.
jor, strainine with vindictveness. and swelling
every already swollen vein in his head, w ould
you give joey h. the coby, Ma am Not yet,
Ma am not yet Damme, not yet Sir Joe is
awake Ma an. Bssstock is alive, Sir. J know
II move or two, Masm Josh has his weather eye
open. Sir. Nou Il iiud him tough Nam. Tough,
Sir tough is Joseph Tough aud devil ish sly
And very tough indeed Master Bithers,one found
HIM, when he took that young gentleman out Tor a
walk Eut the Major. with his complexion like q
Stilton cheese and his eyes like prawns went
rowing eoout perfectly indifferent to Master Bib
crsscnes amusement, and dragging Master Bither,
stone along. while he looked about HIM high and
low, for MIR. Dombey and his children.
In good time the Major. previously instructed BY
! Mrs, Pipchn. spied ont Paul and Florence, and
! bore down upon them. there being n stately gen
tleman Mr. pomeey. dcubtlcssl IN their company.
/ Charging With Master Si;heIstcne iulo the very
heart OF the little squadron, 1t fell out Of course
that Master Sitherstone spoke 10 his fellow suffer
/ ers. Upon that the MAJOR stopped 10 notice and
! admire them, remembered with engagement that
I he had seen and spoken to them 4; his friend Miss
! roxs in Prircess's Place opinci that Paul was Il
/ icvilish fine tellow and his own little friend IN
| qaired ii he remembered Joey &. the Msjor; and
tnally. with sudden recollection oi the conven-
;ioAsli,ies Of lie, turned and aTo!csized % NJ,
| pcnibey,
But my little tricnt: here Sir said the Major,
makes 4 boy oi me again, An old soldier, Sir
Major Bssstoch, az Your scrv.ce--is not ashamed
20 confess it Here the Major lifted his hat
"psnae, Sir, cricdtho Major with sudden warmth,
:" envy yoa. Then he rccolectei himself and
sd3ed Excuse my freedom
Mr. pMaeey begged eweuldn t mention il.
- An Old campaigner, Sir said The Major. q
smoke dried. sun barnt usedup, invaded old dog
OF Major SIR, was no, afraid OF beng condemned
Tor his whin hY Ike Mr.. pouSey. have
The honor OF addressing Mr. pombcy. believe 2,
am the present unworthy representative Of
that nsme, MAJOR, returned NJ, Dombey.
BY c.. SIR said the MAJOR rs a great,
nsInc. It's name Sir ssid the MaIog firmly, IS
il he detisti Mr. pombey. TO contradict him, and
would feel i his painful a,y 10 hall him II he did,
that IS know, and hGaore, in the British posses
Si,ass ahNlad |: Is name Slr, that .laa Is proud
- gccon,xe, There Is nothas a,ia!atrsy IA Iosesh
Sass'oc&, Slf. His Royal Hshness The Duke OF
| toFk deserved on more than one occasioa, shers
10 situation N Joey lie Is plain old soldier Is
zoe lie IS tough 70 = fault is Joseph, bu: lis s.
SFeSt name, Sir BY the Lurd, it's great nagls "
ssid The Msjos solena,y.