The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1849-04-12

Il will 70 end bring him mother
DO my son, but stay no longer ihsn you
can help, or may not survive your absence
-sh, that face. she almost shrieked; %
the eight of the linen with which il was
tied, recalled to her recollection tho dread.
ful cause Of her late alright.
i was only slightly injured, moshes-a
mere scratch which bled quite freely.
] will bring James quickly He stoop.
ed down, pressed bis lips to the cold blue
ones Of bic mother, aud hurried out Of the
door. Surely he will not refuse to come
70 his dying mo,her!' he mu,tered, 70 he
hurried up the street - rapidly as the dark.
ness would permit.
Charles Merton ascendsd the fatsl stairs,
and found two doors At the top. He open.
ed door and instead Of entering The gam.
ing room ~ he anticipated, no found him.
self within Q long narrow passage, dimly
lighted. lie pursued il to the end, and
found At the termination two doors. Hear
ing voices within, no opened ono Of the
doors, which revealed = large saloon, bril-
liantly lighted and containing . number Of
persons. On each side Of the room were
arranged tables, 1t the head Of each one Of
which sat man drawing cards from sil-
yer box and nj his side person who acted
~ paying aud receiving teller, or banker
for the table. Each table contsinec pile
of Rlissering gold, and also number Of red
and white ivory checks, which represented
certain large sums Of money, and were con-
vcriible ir,o cash II tho bank.
Charles glanced hurriedly from table to
table till his eye caught the form Of bis
brother sitting II ono If the fur,hermcst
banks. His face appeared to be flushed,
while he cvinced considerable agitation.
A email sum u gold lay before him, mud
he held in his hand red check, which he
threw On the table ~ Charles approached
him. Il was swept OF a. throw of q card.
James Merton burst into impsecations.
hurting his curses alike on tho banker and
oil around him.
Brother James, permit me 10 speak q
word with you,' said Charles, hurricdly
tapping him on tho shoulder.
what! DIGGING me again! Bv heaven,
il you do not leave me, Charles, will ieach
you stronger Lesson than you received .
few hours ago.
james, our mother il quite sick and re-
quests to see you. Come brother, cease
this playing and 20 with me home, IL only
10 remain there few minutes.'
i tell you that must win back my own
Do you suppose that ] have nothing 10 do
but listen to moral lectures?'
what 10 the matter, Jim? said = blnated
faced man coming up and staring Charles in
the face % he spoke.
Nothing particular. This pusiisnical
brother Of mine insists upon my going hume
with him that ! may get = mural lecture
from sick mothcr!'
'Excellent! and quite sermon il will
be dare say-eh. young manf
Charles turned from the speaker with
disgust and fear, and again laid bis hsnd
on his brothers shoulder.
Take your hand al, for have told you
once that would not 20, and that 10
cno,eh,' cried James impsiisntly.
'Brsvo, we'll said; e. home young man
and tell your mamma that Jim can't really
come-tell her, my desr cir, TIM. Jimmy j.
engaged in game which promises to turn
out profitable
And ask his mother IL she knows he il
out! chimed in another. amid . general
laugh; fr . number of those hangers-on
and siool-pigeons WIN are alwsys "a Be
found shout fret rate gaming establish.
meni. hsd nov gathered around.
Tell Your marin that Jim needs little
holy council, together with ourselves-ond
that il she will como here We will NIL take
. pious dose iogeihesr said another.
james. ono word more with you ere
co. said Charles irsmulously mother
IL. think, in dying ssate--will you per-
NIT her 10 die without seeing your
well, upon nv word you have ! fertile
and inventive mind !--juss now, be stated,
gentlemen, ihas my mo,hsr was slightly
indisposed; now she il 10 dying sgase-
Charles, 20 home and mind your own bust.
ness, and trouble yourself lees about my
hssvenly weliare!'
James -
I'LL hear no mosc--not another word!
Come, gentlemen, The hank u again
open! cried the banker.
James broke loose from HE hsolher--who
he'd striven once moro 10 desain him, and
sat down aesin 1t the hank. Charles stood
. moment gazing at him with agony de-
picssd upon bic features, end then turning
about hs walked Tor the donr.
Young msn, tell your mamma that ]
send my respects, With The pressing request
that she will forward u lock q her hair
before she dies! cried o0s az the crowd.
A hurst Of laughter followed this speech.
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