The Middlebury galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1848-1850, 1848-01-11
PART II.

About six weeks after The reading of thu
will, Jack found himself very unexpectedly, b,
the death OF old Quibble, thrown out Of en-
plovment. Jack had no money and no credit.
His landlantly WIS at him from day 10 day
nr the small fem lie owed her for board, ant
he wire of the tloor-bell was almost worn on
! by UNFORTUNATE pullings of clamorous creditors
whom he Was totally unable topay. Jack tool
it very philo<ophicallv. He got up in til,
morning and, after eating his breakfast, he
world 90 to some place where he could see thC
daily papers. and read the advertisements al
over very carefully. hoping to find something
which would suit his abilities. From thence
he would 20 and wander musingly along the
docks until meal time, when lie would return
to his boarding house, to meet cold looks and
eat the warm dinner of his hostess
One evening after day spent in this unsat-
iSfactory manner, Jack was seated in his room,
his feet resting upon his bed, with mild la
vana in his mouth, "a present from a fellow
boarvler,) smoking away very complacently,
enjoying the soothing properties of the delic-
iouS weed. when his meditations were unpleas-
antlw brought 10 a termination by the sudden
appearance of his landlady.
MY dear Mr.. Bramble," the lady began in
her most winning manner, 81 should really like
to have some money this evening"
$50 would l, Mrs. Jones" replied Jack with
the most perfect sang froid. II should like to
go and see the new pantomimc at Astley's.
"You wouldr' exclaimed Mrs. Jones, her
voice grown suddenly as shrill as a cracked
clarionet, ''you would like to go to the.theatre,
would You, instead of paying your honest
debts! Now Just tell you what it is, Mr..
Bramble, if you think / am goin' to market
every mornin of my life to buy the best as the
market affords for such idle, tobacco-snokin'
fellows as you, You are mistaken. Not anoth-
er day do you live in this house; and ifyou
don't go tomorrow mornin', I'll get police
officer and have You put out neck and hee,s.
Sc remember; and shutting the door after her
with crash, she went down stairs.
"What is to become of me ?" thought Jack
as soon as she had departed. There is no
mistake about the old lady now-Pve got to c.
vacuate the premises. Oh Uncle, why didn't
you leave me a few hundreds, instead of that
old Bible" suddenly thought Jack, Il wonder.
II was to read few chapters in it, if could
mt discover some way of getting out of this
difficulty amy how, I'll read little in it.
Maybe its because l never have read any in
it that l am so unlucky. So here goes.
Jack reached down the old Bible from its
resting place, and placingit upon the little Ia
bic, drew it up to the side Of the bed, upon
which he seated himself, and shutting his can
die, commenced turning over the yellow leaves
of the ancient volume, in order to find that por-
sion of it which tells of Daniels delivery from
out the lions den, as that he considered the
most applicable to his situation, the only very
immaterial difference being that Daniel was
IN the lions den, and unable to get out, while
Jack was in what he considered bad a place,
and had to go out.
Jack had not turned over more than thirty
pages. when suddenly his eye rested upon some
thing lying between the leaves. With a cry
OF JOY he seizes it in his hands and holds it up
to the light. 1t is bank note can he believe