Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1847-06-16

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kEhsagt es a,aaat fIp reeeiyet
ma sssting
acknowledge David Brown as Els isoSn1sffs sonsfas
law! Mrs. Brownlived only few months
after this reconciliation, charging her daugh.
ter, with her dying breath, never to forget
her poor old grandfather.
Catharine was now her kind fathers on
| ly comfort, and as he never denied her a
request, she often visited the abode of sup
posed poverty AS the little delicacies
with which she seldom went unprovided,
served the miser for many a gratuitous
meal, her presence was not unwelcome.-
With the appreciation of her father, she
was engaged to a fine young man, Edward
Rider, already known to the reader. He
was now second mate of q merchant vessel,
but gave promise, by his industry and skill,
to attain the highest rank in his profession.
CHAPTER w.
The dwelling in which Richard Clinch
had SO long resided, was low miserable
tenement, black from age, standing at the
corner Of a narrow street, not far from the
heart Of our great metropolis. There were
only two rooms, but one sufficed the wants
of the miser; the other had not been opened
for may years. There was no passage
way; the street door opened directly into
the room which Richard had appropriated
for his use and from that another led into
the deserted chamber, but this was firmly
fastened, and the window Of that room
carefully boarded over. The strong shutter
which secured the one lighting the miser's
apartment, was seldom opened, and then
only from the top.
1t was about 10 O'Clock the morning fol-
lowing the mser's first Introduction to the
reader, that, after partaking very sparngly
of the oysters still remaining, and noisten-
| ing his parched throat with drink Of wa
ter, Richard Clinch removed the luscious
fruit from the closet, placed it in basket
threw an old tattered cloak over his shoul.
sders, and, after first narrowly .exaaiAinfe g
around to see that all was secure, withdrew
the bolt, unlocked the door, withdrew the
key and went out, carefully relocking ii
on the outside.
He had not been gone many minutes,
ere key was softly inserted within the
lock, the door partially opened, and two
men springng quickly into the room, i'm
mediately reclosed and boted it.
Hey, BILL said one, tossing his cap up
to the ceiling and catching it again, 'here
we are safe and snug in the den of the old
miser! Now for the gold-lor gold there
is, I'll be sworn and enough Of it! AS old
Hays says, well search the premises, he,
Billp
But remember, Jake, hands off this time
interrupted the other, 'we are only to find
out if there is any, and then we'll take our
own Way-you understandable secure the
whole shining booty
The two men then proceeded to search
for their anticipated plumber.
GAS miserly a hole" cried the first speak.
Eer, 'as one would wish to see! Come, Bill,
haul down those old cracked dishes; your
misers are very fond of such traps. Eh, all
empty, not enough inside to feed q flea. -
What's that? oysters! ha! ha! ha! The ole
rascal don't lack for cheer after all!'' tast
ing as he spoke. 49,
Hiscompanion had by this time approach.
ed the bed, and began fnging aside the
tattered coveriid and worm eaten blanket.
At length, witha loud shout, he exclaimed:
"Hillo Jake! here it is. All right-look
at the beauties!" and running his hand with
in the straw, he drew it forth filled with
| glitterng gold and silver. ''By Jove, die
any one ever sleep on richer couch than
this same old hunk. This is too good to
lose, comrade." .-r. ... .s
Say you so,' replied the other, then sup
. pose we take it now, Bill.
ssNo, no, Jake; only enough for "a chaw
and a glass of grog!" Then dividing few
pieces with his companion, he carefully re-
placed the clothes, and the .two,s seating
themselves upon the edge of the bed. com
menced arranging their horrible plans, care
lessly Tapping the gold between their fin
gere rs they did so. --.r
"Well, tonight, then,' said Jake, 'nnus
finish the business, for hang me if | shall
sleep until this s'apping the bed, lis oul
own. But look here, Bill: how shall it be
hate blood. Blood bah! it tells tales!-
}, hat say you, comrade, TO tight gript
around the throat. His old carcass has no
much breath in twill be an easy job"
emo, no. interrupted the other, 'inger
Eleave an unhandsome necklace, too apt tt
:, he hung around ones own throat. Let nt
, see. All. have it-I'll season his oysters
ha! ha! The old fellow shall have a goot
dinner for his last" Then rising and tax
Ing down the bowl Of oysters, he shook {
white powder over them, and after careful
r ly stirring them round, said:
!, "There, old Clinch, many better MAI
$ than you has supped from the same broth
, Now look here, Jake, and mind what
+ tell you-always do such business as gen
5 teeliv as possible; this will be a natura
death! poor old man dying from age
peacefully in his bed. I know just hoy
e long to wait for this medicine-we'll be O
n the spot in time. and then, comrade, we'r
y made for life-We'll retire gentlemen {
It fortune, ha! ha! ha!''
j. ssHa! ha! hal" echoed his companion, an
g casting another eager gglaaeeat the bed, tt
e ruffins departed