The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1846-09-12

Necnanlc, Slanclng AT the mansion with
a grim smile, as he leapt down from the
coach. "The Bank of which he is Pres
ident broke a fortnight since! Ha, hal"
And with a hollow laugh he pointed
to the retreatlng coach and then to the
mansion, from whose curtained win
dows the blaze o flights flashed out upon
the street.
"He is the President of the Bank that
broke, and yet he has his coach and
horses, his house, bis servants and his
wines. had six hundred dollars IN
that Bank, and yet have not a crust Of
bread to eat. | 'spose this must be
what they call juSticer
And with that same mocking laugh
he strobe up the marble steps Of the
Bank Presidents Palace.
81 will make another effort" he whls-
pered. sand if that fails - Ha! God
wlll take care Of my child. AS for my
self ha! ha! 'spose the over-seers
Of the Poor will bury me-"
The door Of the Bank Presidents
Palace was ajar. The mechanic pushed
it open and entered. A ruddy glow OF
light streamed through the parlor door
way into the hall. Walking boldly for
ward, the Mechanic paused at The door
and looked in. Oh, such fine furniture,
a splendid glass above the mantel, otto
mans, sofa. a gorgeous carpet, and
silk curtains dropping along from the
indows- magnificent furniture!
"And he Is the President Of the Bro,
ken Bank
Mr.. Job Joneson, the President of
the Bank which had just failed for only
one million dollars, safe writing at a
table in the centre Of that gorgeous par
lor. He was pleasant man, with a
round face and small eyes, short neck
and white cravat. corpulent paunch
and Il snowy broad-cloth coat. Alto
gether Job Joneson, Esq. was one Of
your good citizens, who subscribe large
sums to tract societies, and sport velvet
cushioned pews in church. He did not
perceive the enhance Of the Mechanic,
but having taken his seat in a hurry,
was making some memoranda in his
note book by the light Of the astral lamp.
"Twenty dollars to the Society for
promoting Bible Christianity at Rome
thus he soIiloquized. "Good idea, that.
Be in all the Patent-Gospel Papers,
Two hundred dollars for jewellery;
Mrs. Joneson is very extravagant.-
Fifty dollars for furniture broken by my
son Robert who is now at College. Bad
boy that! One thousand dollars for Il
piano, grand piano for my daughter Co.
rinne - Ha! Hum! Who's there?
What do you want?'
The Mechanic advanced, and taking
off his hat approached the table. 1t
was fine contrast; the unshaven Me.
chanic, and the Bank Presidents on this
side Of the table rags and want, on that
side, broadcloth and plenty; here face
with Famine written on its every line
there vlsage redolent OF venson steaks
and turtle soup.
"l our business Sir?"
"Do you not know me, Mr.. Jone-
son? am John Davis"
"lndeed! You shngled house for
me last summer. Why you are sadly
changed"
The lip Of the Mechanic trembled.
81 was little better-looking last sum-
mer, | believe" he said, "But Mr.. Jone-
son, have called upon you in order to
ascertain whether there is any hope Of
my ever getting any portion of my mo-
ney from the - Bank"
"Not one cent?" said the Bonk Pres
ident, taking out his watch and playing
with the seals.
81 worked very hard for that money,
Mr.. Joneson. I've frozen in the win
ter's chill, and broied in the summers
heat for that money, Mr.. Joneson."
"My dear fellow, you talk to me as
if | could help it," SAID Mr.. Joneson,
gazing intently upon the motto engrav-
en- on his seal, up ,oih the Bible
"And now Mr.. Joneson, am with
out work; my money is gone," contln-
ued John Davis, speaking in low tone
that Gods angels could not listen to
without tears, "My child lays at the
! point of DEATH"
"How can help that, my good fel-
low? | am sorry that your child is sick
but can ! he p itg said the Bank
President in the tone of withering po-
liteness.
81 have neither bread nor medicine
TO give her." said Davis as his grey eye
blazed with strange light. "There
has been no fire in her room for two
days"
"Get worb," said the Bank President,
in short decided tone.
"Where?' And Davis extended his
lonn hnnds ,uhila n nnInt lnnk Of dos ~ 1.