Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1846-09-18

merchant the sheet of paper which had J.. NC
used SO differently. Elias, furious. st,,.,- ~
earth with his feet, crying at the same ,;roo: nc
voice that reused the echos of the Hall
Miserable wretch that thou art! O,fv,t,
never wilt thou be, during thy whole l;fo ~
fool and dreamer. Knowest thou the co.,
rler has by this time gone, and am tbna
through thy fault, negligent in business Of in
portance 80 "a I'LL
In vain the young man, sitting down again
In siIence' endeavored to trace the words -
business. The fascination wrapped him III
the stronger In its wondrous folds. his NO.
dering pen still could sketch no moro h. -
features of the old man and the sweet n,no ~
the fresco. While thus employed, the twa
unknown endeavored in vain to calm tbo
ger OF Elias. But the maddened merchant
tearing In anger the hair of his VIC al
striking the floor with his stick, ceased not ~
mutter, C Curse the youth! Fool that ba -,
Ten thousand forms lost Ten. ten tbons.ns
FORMS | am ruined l am ruined !" ba -
peated, and stamped the earth with fresh v;o.
lence, while his wnnkled visage became lr.
minous with passion
The most aged of the two of whom we b.v.
been speaking, again approached and entreated
the merchant to cease this useless rebellion e.
the DEGREES of inevitable Fate. "The couror
has indeed gone," said he, but in an bour
shall myself send messenger to HAMBURG
who can, at the same time, bear your letters
The delay of an hour will not surely make
much difference" "My friend, my friend"
said the merchant, thou hast saved mo F."
And his troubled face became as calm az #
touched by enchantment; so have I. Seen
the huge waves of the Adriatc. bound;no
IN the distance, wave over wave, or our.
Cling up between the rocks on the shore.
suddenly smoothed, while soft wind stole
over Its bosom, and the bright moon scattering
aside the dark clouds, burst upon the view.
like an angel of better hope o, there are mo-
ments in life when the cup of sorrow seems
all too full, and the heart borne down bv an
gulsh, sobs in vain for the dawn of better feel
ing Look thou, gentle reader, into each face
that surrounds thee, and say, if there be one
in whose features thou cans't trace tho f,r-
rows OF sorrow. Why cans't not thou
be to HIM the moonlight to the sea All, to
all are given the capacity for consolation; few
there be IN this bleak and cheerless world that
know and use its power
Traugott would now have attempted to atone
Tor his fault, but the old merchant restrained
him with an ironic gesture Taking the pen,
he rapidly framed the letter to his correspon-
dent The eldest Of the unknown now ap-
preached Traugott, &c What, my dear YOUTH
said he to him in kind whisper, "what hast
thou been doing; of what been thinking p
Strange that while business of so much i'm
portance demanded attention, thou shouldst be
drawing physiognomies - "Ah, my friend, ~
said Traugott, my habits and capacity for
business is well known, but | am myself una
Bile to explain the singular feeling which all
at once spread over my soul-some strange
fantasy" No, no not so, my dear youth, "
replied the unknown, I" thy best business let
tiers were not half so well done as these exoui
site figures" At these words, Traugott felt
within himself something inexpiicable: It
seemed to him that bandage had fallen from
his eyes. He looked at the sheet before him
until at length it seemed to glow with phos-
phorc fire. His brain whirled with conflict
ing thoughts, and taught him that fortune call
ed to some higher pursuit than the sale OF
cloths and silks. Master Elias, finishing his
letter, repeated between his teeth, "Ten thou
sand 1orins! Ten thousand forms !" and
looking towards his clerk, exclaimed, 81 am,
indeed, fortunate.
This last remark piqued to the quick the in
spired Traugott. He felt awaken within him
self new vocation. Indeed" said he,
" Master Elias, you must learn in future to
treat me with more respect For the fame
which now seek, will send your letters and
papers to the devil, and I renounce, with
out regret, the hope of sharing your business "
Master Elias, crushing his wig with fevered
gesture, stared fxedly at the young man, as
if to assure himself that his clerk had not lost
his mind. A fatal quarrel would have en-
brolled them forever, had it not been for the
friendly interference of the unknown. Peace
at length re-established upon mutual conces-
sion, the four took by concert the road TO
Master Elias house, where dinner awaited
them. The pretty Christiana, decked in her
gayest gown, herself did at table the honors
OF the feast. Willingly, dear reader, would
give thee description of this merry party,
bat ali are not equally skllful with Traugott,
and am anxious to pursue the adventures OF
my hero.
And now hear you remark I have not yet
4 described to you Master Roos. All in good
time, for, as in the Theatre and at public shows
the characters come before the public at inter
walls, and in succession, 50 am | DESTROYS Of
bringing the personages of this little drama Of
;. mine before your eyes with all regard to the
: prophecies of form. Well, but Master Roos
Well then, Master Roos was no more, far as
s Outward resemblance goes, than any other IA
o little man, whom thou mighst meetin thy wan
behring's, packed up tightly in coat OF brown