Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1847-01-21
From the Baltimore Saturday Visitor.
THE SWINDLER,
Or Ill Gains Never Thrive.
ny J. AUSTIN sPERRY.


A clear, bright February day, aner a heavy fall
Of snow Amy one who has visited the Great En-
porum during sleighng time, may imagine the
brilliant scene which Broadway presents on such
day. Thousands of seighs of every shape size and
variety are dashing hither and thiher, in such
thick confusion as to make il matter Of inexp-
cable establishment how they find room TO pass each
other without coming into collision. Here and
there great omnibus sleigh, piled up with human
freight glides along like an overloaded steamboat
out Of lis element white glitterng establishments
OF iary-llke lightness and beauty are gancing by
them and around them, like birds upon the wing
The spray, thrown up from the heels ofihe foam
ing coursers, flashing and cleaning and sparkling
IN the bright atmosphere, resembles shower Of
burning diamonds; while the Jingle, jingle" of
the bells floats upon the breeze so merrily and
cheery that your heart leaps with JOY at the sound.
You might almost fancy that the white sun-beams
were all golden bell wires, and that old Winter,
with his white fingers, pulling them for very
fun. Them too, the happy faces that peep out from
the warm, rich furs-the glimpses ofbeauty and
glances of bright eyes that beam you they fit
by. radiant sunshine and transient as the meteor
flash Oh, what glee is there in old Gotham in
sleighiime
Such was the day and the scene. In magni6-
cent little shell that glided along Broadway, were
seated lady and gentleman, almost buried in cost
y furs. The adys face was one Of rare loyeliness
and the gentleman, as he listened TO her animated
words seemed 10 be much absorbed in the
contemplation Of her charms, that he neglected the
reins and left his steed TO trot along through the
throng at IFS own discretion. While the lady
chartered away in lively strain, her glance was
wandering over the crowd that moved along the
sidewalk. Suddenly laying her hand upon the gen
tleman's arm, she exclaimed
Look, George-what sweet face that poor
girl has!"
The object Of this remark was girl apparently
about seventeen, rather intentionally clad for the
season, with thin faded shawl over her shoulders
and her light ringets straying playfully beneath
melancholy apology for bonnet. Her features
were pale aud thoughtful, but full Of sweet expires
sion, and her large, intelligent blue eyes beames
! with touching sadness. The gentleman looked il
the direction indicated by his fair companion
, but his eye no sooner rested upon the girl than
shade Of displeasure pain crossed his brow, am
| giving the reins nervous jerk, his mettlesom
! steed bounded aeelly onward, bearing the sleigh
! quickly out of sight OF the poor girl who had s.
interested his company
| "Why, George" exclaimed the lady, what d.
you mean 1t was very disobliging in you to star
off at that rate, when you know wanted - obserV
that girl -
The gentleman stammered out an apology, ayin
the blame upon the Impotence Of his horse. Tn
excuse however, was too lame to convince the Ii
dy. She was biqued at having her humor thus VI
reasonably thwaried, and pouled during the rest
the ride When she at length aghted at the doc
Of her fathers residence in Blocker street she hanl
ed her lover (for such the gentleman was)wiih COG
civiliiy for the seighrde, and entered the house
4 pet, leaving him to drive Of, analhemaizng Ii
incident which had thus dampened the morning
pleasure. He had another source Of unpleasaI
feelings, too, than the lady's frown. The sight
the poor girl on Broadway, whom he very we
knew had given rise to reflections Of a disagreeab
nature, which will be explained in the sequel.
To return 10 the young lady. When she entere
her comfortable parlor, she found young ma
standing at the window, who turned TO her ar
! said