New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1848-04-25

bey. They are the same as ever Sne Is the same
bright vision to me, at present that she was before
| | made Walters acquaintance. When Mrs. TOots
aud myself first began TO talk of-in short. Of the
! tender passion you knoT, Captain tiills'
Ave ave my lad says the Captaio as
makes us all sue round-for bch you II overhaul
the book
II snail certainly do so. Captain ellis" saws
Mr. Too,s WIKI great earnes,ness when we frst
began to mention such subjects. explained that
was what you may call Blighted flower. you
know
The Captain approves Of this figure greatly and
| murmur. that no flower as blows, ia like the rose
But Lord bless me- pursUes Mr. Tpo.s. she
vas as entirely conscious Of the state OF nv feel.
/ ines as was myself Tterc nothing cond
tell her. She was the only person who could have
sr0ed between me and The silent Tomb and sbe did
IL. in manner u command my everlasting adnirs.
ton. She knows that there's nobody in the world
| look w 10, Az do 10 Miss D0mbey. She knows
there's nothing on earth wouldn't do for Miss
ID mbey. She Knows that consider her the most
be autul, the most amisbe the most angelic Of her
sex. What is her observation upon that The
perfection OF sense. Ny dear you re right.
think so too.
And 80 DO T." says the Captain.
" 30 do |. says Sol ellis
Then resumes Mr. Toots after some contem-
plstlye pulling at his pipe during which his vissge
has expressed the most contented reflection, "~hs.
an Observsn. woman my wife is What sagscity
sne possesses What remarks she makes Ii was
only last night when were sitting ia the enjoy
ment OF cOnnubisl bliss-which, upon my word and
honor is feebletern 20 express my feelings in the
society Of my wife--thst she said how remarkable
II was 10 c,nsder the present position ofour friend
| Walters Here observes my wife, be s,released
from going, after that first long voyage with his
| young brde'-ss you know he was, Mr. soils
Quite true SAYS the Old Instrument Maker.
rubbing his hands
[ IL k.f xsTrfa r1l
| that. Immediately; appointed by the same estsb-
iishment to post Of great trust and confidence at
| home showing himself again worthy mounting
up the ladder with the greatest expedition; beloved
by everybody assisted by his uncle at the very
best possible time Of his fortunes which mink IS
the case Mir Soils My wife is always correct
| why yes, yes-some Of our lost ships, freight
| ID with gold, have come home. truly returns old
Sol, laughing. Small craft, Mr. Toots, but ser
yiceable To my boy ~
Exactly so~ says Mr. Toots. You'll never
ind my wife wrong. Here he is says that most
remarkable w~man, so situsted.-aDd what fol-
lows3 What followsl observed Mrs. ToOts Now
pray remark. Captain ellis, and Mr.. Soils, the depth
Of my wiie's penetration why that. under the
very eve of Mr. Doubey there is foundation 70
I'M, on. upon which am Edfce; that was Mrs
Too,s's word says Mr. TOOts exutingy, "'ls
GRADUALLY rising, perhaps 10 equal perhaps excel
that Of which be was once the head, and the small
beginnings of which Ia common fault but a BAD
one Mrs Toots sadl escaped his memory. thus,
said nv wife from his daughter after all, another
! Dombey and Son will ascend'-no 'use that was
Mrs Toots word triumphant
| Mr. TOnt., with the assistance OF his pipe
which he is extremely glad 10 devote TO ora'orlcai
purposes, as It's proper use affects him WIN very
uncomfortable BensstiOn-dOes tuch grand justice
to this prophetic sentence Of his wiies, that the
CAPTAIN, throwing way his glazed hat IN state
ofthe greatest excitement, cries;
Sol Gills you of science and my ould
pirdner, what did | tell Wal r to over haul on that
there night when he first took TO business was
il this here quotation, Turn again Wilmington
Lord Mayor OF London, and when you are old you
will nepart from it, Was it them words
| Sol ellis T.
1t certainly was, Ned replied the Old Instru-
ment Maker. 81 remember we'll
| rben / tell you what says the Captain, lean
ing back in his chair and composing his chest for
prodigOus roar Il II give you Lovely Peg right
through; and stand by, both on you, for the
| chorus
Buried wine grows older as the old Madeira did,
| ia it's time and dust and c0bwebs thlcken on the
bottles.
Aut0mn days are shining, and on the sea beach
there are often young lady, and white haired
| gentleman. With them. or near them, are two
children boy and girl. And An old dog is generally
| ia their company.
The white-hair gentleman walks with the lit
tie boy talks with him, helps him in his play at
object of his life. II he is thoughtful, the white
| haired gentleman is thoughtfultOo; and sometimes
when the child is sitting by his side, and looks up
his face. asking him questions, he takes the tiny
hsad in bis and holding it, forgets to answer Then
the child says:
Whist. arsndpapa am so like my poor little
uncle again T.
Yes Paul But he was weak, and you are
very strong.
"Oh yes, am very strong"
Aud he laid on little bod beside the sea, and
| YOU can run about
Aud so they range away again, busily, for the
white haired gentleman likes best 10 see the child
free aud stirring; and as they 90 about togethr T,
the story of the bond between them goes about and
follows them
But no one except Florence, knows the measure
Of the Unite haired gentemans affection for the
girl That story never goes about The child her
ssf almost wonders at a certain secrecy he keeps
in IT, lie boards her in his heart. Tic cannot bear
10 see cloud upon her face. He cannot bear to
see her sit apart He fsnces that she feels slight
when there IL none. He steals away To look at her
in her sleep. 1t plesses him to have her come aud
wake him in the morning. He is iondest OF her
and most loving to her when there is no creature
by. The child says then, sometimes:
Dear grsndpspa, why 90 you cry when you kiss
me p
He only answers &" Little Florencel little Flo
renee e. aud smooths away the curls that shade her
earnest eyes
The End.