New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1847-03-23

among the household that he VAS heard 10 90 up
stairs IN the dead night snd that he stayed there
m the room-uniil the sun was shining.
At the Offices IN the city. the ground glass win
dows are made more dim By shutters and while
the lighted lamps upon the desks are halt extn-
guished by the day that wanders IN the day IL half
extinguished by the lamps. and an unusual gloom
prevails. There is not much business done. The
clerks are lndlsposed n work and they make
sgnstiols 70 eat chops IN the afternoon. and 60 up
the riyer. Perch. the messenger, STAYS long upon
his brands and finds himself in bars Of public
houses. invited thither by friends and holding forth
on the uncertainty Of hnmsn affairs He goes
home 10 Balls Pond earlier IN the evening than
usual. and frests Mrs Perch 10 veal outlet aud
Scotch ale Mr. Csrker the manager treats DO
one neither is he treated bot alone IN his own
roCm he shows his teeth all day and Il would
seem that there is something gone from Mr. Car
ker's pstb-some obstacle rem0yed-vhlch clears
his way before him
Now the rosy children living opposite 10 Mr.
Dombeys house peep from the nursery WINDOWS
down into the street for there are four black
horses 81 his door with feathers on their heads
and feathers trembe on the carriage that they
draw and these, and array OF men with
scarves and slaves attract q crowd The jaggier
who Wa. going 10 tyrirl the basin puts his loose
coat on again over his tine dress and his trudging
wife one sided with her heavy baby IN her arms.
loters to the company come ont But closer
70 her dizzy breast she presses her baby, when the
burden that IL easily carried IS borne forth and
the Youngest OF the rosy children ct the high win
dow opposite needs no restraining hand 10 check
her in her in glee, when. pointing with her dmped
finger she looks into her nurses fsce, and asks
" What 3 that
And now, among the knot Of servants dressed in
mourning. and the weeping women. Mr.. Dombey
passes throu IN the hall 10 the other carriage that Is
waiting to receive him. He is not brought down,
these observers think. by sorrow and distress OF
mind His walk 10 as erect, his bearing is as stiff
as ever It has been. He hides his face behind no
handkerchief and looks before him. But that his
face il something sunk and rigid and is pale it bears
the same expression as Of old He takes his place
within the carriage aud three other gentlemen iol'
low Then the grand funeral moves slowly down
the street The feathers yet n0dding IN the dis
lance. when the juggler has the basin spinning on
a cane, snd has the same crowd a. admire It. But
the ugglers wife is less alert than usual with the
money.box for a childs burial mas set her thinking
that perhaps the baby underneath her shabby shaw
may not grow up 10 be man and wear sky
fet round his head, and samOncOlored worsted
drawers, and tumble in the mud.
The feathers wind their gloomy way along the
streets and come within the sound OF church bell
In this same church. the pretty boy received all
that will soon be left TO him on earth-a name. All
of him that is dead they lay there, near the perish
able substance OF his mother Ii IS well Their
ashes lie where Florence IN her walks-oh lonely.
lonely walks = may pass them any day
The service over. and the clergyman Withdrawn.
Mr.. Donbey looks round. demanding in a low
voice, whether the person who has been requested
10 attend to receive instructions for the tablet IS
there
Some one comes forward and says Yes"
Mr. Dombey intmates where he would have 1t
placed and shows him. with his hand upon the
wall the shape and size and how it is TO follow
the memorial to the mother. Then, with his pen
Gil he writes out the inscription. and gives It to
him adding, Il wish to have It lone at once.
d" II shall be done Immediately. sir.
There is really nothing to inscribe but name
and age, you see.
The man bows gancing at the paper, but aP-
pears 10 hesitate Mr.. DOmbey, not observing his
hesitation, turns away and leads toward the porch
o. beg your pardon. Sir touch falls gently on
bis mourning cloak, but as you wish It done I'M
medately and it may be put in hand when get
back
Well"
VIII you be so good as read it over sgainl l
think there r mistake
Where
The statusry gives him back the paper aud
points out with his pocket rule, the words " be-
loved and only child
1t should be sou. think, Sir"
e. You are night. OF Make the cor
rection
The father with a hastier step. pursues his way
10 the coach. When the other three, who follow
closely take their seals hIs face Is hidden Tor the
first time-shaded by his cloak Nor do they see
il any more that day. lie slghts first, and passes
immediately into his own room. The other mourn
ers (who are only Mr. Chick aud two of the medi
cal sttendants proceed up stairs D. the drawing
roeun. 10 be received by Mrs Chick and Miss ToS
And what the face ~ IN the shutup chamber un'
dei.nsath: or what the thoughts are what the
heart is. what the contest or the suffering no one
knows.
The chief thing that they know, below stairs, in
the itchen is that it seems like Sunday. They
can b arily persuade themselves but that there is
sonnet hing unbecoming. II not wicked IN the con
duet % the people out OF doors who pursue their
Drdina ~ occupations and wear their everyday at
tire. II is quite novelty 70 have the blinds up
and the shutters open and they make themselves
iismsly comfortable over bottles Of vine which
are free.y hroached as on a festival They are
much inclined to moraliTe Mr. TOwiinsOn pro
poses. with q sigh Amendment 70 US all for
which. as Cook says with another sigh, There
-oonl enough God knows Ia the evening, Mrs
Chick and Miss Tox take 10 needlework again In
he evening also, Mr. TOwiinson goes out 70 take
he air, accompanied by the houseinald, who has
lot vet tried her mourning bonnet They are very
eDtler 10 each other at dusky street corners, and
10 shnson has visions Of leading al altered and
xford Market.
There IS sounder sleep and deeper rest in Mr..
Dombey's house tonight. than there has been Tor
many nights The morning SUI awakens the Old
household settled down once more IN their old
ways The rosy children opposite, run past with
hoops There IS splendid wedding 10 the church.
The jugglers wife IS active with the money box III
smother quarter Of the town The mason sings
and whistles as he chips out PAUL IN the marble
slab before him.
Aud cgn II be that IL = world 50 i1ll and busy
the loss OF one weak creature makes void IN any
art 50 wide and deep that nothing but the Width
and depth of vast Eternity can MI Il up Florence.
IN her innocent affection might have answered
o.. Dh nv brother, Oh my dearly loved and loving
br,theri Only friend and companion Of my sighted
childhood Could any less idea shed the light 81
ready dawnine on your early grave. or give birth
N th. softened sorrow that sprnging into life be
mel th this rain OF team
NV dear child said Mrs. Chick, who held It
as a duty incumbent on her, 20 improve the occa'
SION. when YOU are as old as an
Which VIII be the prime OF lie observed
MISS Tox. o.,
@ You win then pursued Mrs Chick, gently
squeezing Miss Toxs hand, IN ackno " eu2Iaent o.
her friendly remark you will then know that al
.,. u unavailing and that il Is our dutyto submit
Il will Try, dear aunt. l % ty answered
Florence, sobbing a..
elem dad 10 hear H. said Mrs Chick. - be-