Herald of the times, and Rhode Islander. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1846-1849, 1847-03-11

Gallon.
Mr.. Ryan smiled approviogly, ns
though he felt that his wile's argument
was irrefu,able, and her triumph com
Pleie.
\ "It is no natter sad Mrs Price,
Gin rich and poor, honor the gene
rous tribute of the heart. 1t may show
what the world calls weakness, but it al
SO proves, that they who weep can feel. /"
The conversation was here interrupt
ed by the entrance of Il young gentle
man from one Of the fashionable dry
goods stores, who brought magnificent
shawl for the inspection Of Miss Juliet
Ryan, or as she was usually called on
account Of being the eldest daughter,
Miss Ryan.
Let us pass over few months in the
fearful struggle, which the poor and de-
pendent have to maintain with the world,
though first we will recur to the earlier
history of the Mansfield family.
/ Henry Mansfield had married, in OPP
position TO the wishes Of his parents, who
were both fashionable and ambitious, one
deemed by them below him in her sphere
Of life; and ne was, in consequence,
virtually disowned and disinheriied by
them, though nevertheless rich in the
unbounded wealth Of her pure love-
BY his uniform amenty Of manners,
strict integrity and assiduous attention
to business, he had won the confidence
Of his fellow-citizens, attained a high
position at the bar, aud laid the founda-
tion Of an easy fortune. This, however,
he had been persuaded by RYAN to
invest, jointly with him, in a mul'icauIis
adventure. Ii was considered lost, aud
before he had time to retrieve his for
tunes, a malignant fever hurried him TO
the grave.
This Mr.. Ryan was kind Of peripa-
te,ic speculator. Without any regular
place of business, he was always ready
to drive a bargain with any body, and
in any thing and though seeming to do
bue little, was rapidly growing rich.
We will visit once more the parIor Of this
gentleman.
"Ada," said Mrs. Ryan, "if Juliet
takes that shawl, do not see how you
are to get your dress made"
"That matter is settIed,' said the Sc
nior Miss Ryan. "Il is much hand
somer shawl than Anna MagilI's for
which she paid eighty dollars, and | told
Mr.. Yardly that would take it at sew
enty five"
"Then ] am not to go TO Mrs. Tip
ple's soiree at all, | suppose" said Miss
Ada, petiishly.
"Yes you can," said Miss Juliet,
can't you wear your white sain skirt
and blue bodice Z"
"And have every one laughing at me,
and comparing me To ierrapln carrying
lis whole wardrobe on it's back, no, in
deed ! | have not dress that has not
been worn I'LL ] dm ashamed H. appear
in it,"
"But, my dear" said Mrs. Ryan,
"you must consider the cost, your ia
iher already complains Of your exlrava-
gance,"
"My ex,ravagance," said Ada. 81
wonder il am the only one chargeable
with ex,ravagance, but know how il ls,
| am only unfortunate in not being the
favorife, ,''-and Miss Ada shed a few
tears indicative Of sincere grief.
"Never mind, child" said her moth
er, consoling, 81 dare say can manage
Ih.-Instead Of paying Madame Lacen.
beau her exhorbitant price, we can send
your uIcss 10 lnt WIuOW hbUsutlu, sue
is very tasty and skilful with tho nee
die"
"Yes," interrupted Ada, "and have
my dress ruined"
"No fear Of that, whatever" said
Mrs Ryan "don't you know how beau
iifuly she made your brothers shirts ~
"But is il likely she will make any
thing else till she is paid for that ?" ask
ed Ada.
"To be sure she will," said Mrs. Ry-
an, "does she think that we are no, able
to pay her or does she doubt our homes
.y2 And let me tell you Miss, it's not
your place to throw such things up to
me-"
Ada had raised a tempest. and as It