The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1852-07-08

never been heard of. Whether he i
living or dead, or what he has don,
with himself, no one can tell. He wa
a noble, gentle-hearted lad, and whel
people saw how he pined and dropped il
the workshop like Gagged eagle, tn,
whole city blamed the fathers rashness
But he would not hear a word from an,
one, and when Albert fed few pitied hi
loneliness. So now, too, the memory o
the oppressed boy rises in people
minds, and they say if his father had in
dulged him then he might not be 81
desolate as he is to-day. But after all
signor, it may be that they blame hin
too much. When his other children
were provided for, it certainly was very
natural that he should seek to keep one
to comfort his declining years ann think
it no hardship to bring him up to ar
honorable calling, which had brough
himself both wealth and fame. How
ever, he mistook the boys nature
and the experiment has ended badl,
enough"
The stranger was about making some
comment on what he had heard, but jus1
then the town clock struck four, and
the knot of loungers and amateurs
hastened to join the crowds moving
towards Durer's house. The Gold
smiths warerooms were thrown open,
and the public criers commenced their
avocation.
The sets of massy banquet-plate, the
master pieces Of the goldsmith's art
splendid tabernacles wrought with in
finite skill into every variety of design
some like Gothic buildings, with their
inimitable richness of ornament, like the
fairy tracery of frost, and others in the
gorgeous luxuriance of arabesque, carved
to the semblance Of most exquisite grace ;
immense basins of silver, sculptured in
relief with subjects from the Old Testa-
ment; then figures half size, copied
alter the antique with admirable perfec-
ton. So long as they had offered to
the buyers only the everyday produc-
tons of his art, the goldsmith had re-
NAMED calmly at one end of his shop Il
but when he heard them call out namesl
Of his chefs d'euvre-whcn the business
like voices of the criers began to recount
in the set phrases of professional eulogy
the merits and beauties of those works
which had won such widespread rep
utation, he could no longer preserve an
attitude of Indifference; he started up
us if under the influence of some invisi-
BILE power, and began to wander among
the various articles, with the restless
anxiety of mother round the cradle
of her dying infant.
The crier went on =
"Six statutes, in gold and silver,
lfter the antique"
" A thousand ducats of gold," said
voice
zone thousand and fifty" said an
,ther.
Gone thousand and one hundred !"
esumed the first.
No one dared to give any higher, and
he statutes were declared the property
# the last bidder.
The goldsmith scarcely breathed /; his
eatures were almost as white as his hair,
Ind convulsive tremor shook his entire
rame. Yet he persisted in remaining
rear the public officer. When all was {
old, the old man gazed around him with
IN undefnable appearance of emotion.
The moment of trial drew near; il was t
hat in which the purchasers would carry
way the beloved objects which had
rown old along with himself--which he
ad been accustomed to consider the .
rue Penares of his home, and which :
ad been to him universe of his own /
reation.
Let the owners of the twenty-three :
.st objects which have Teen sold, pre- !;
ent themselves" said the registrar.
There is but one," cried our friend j
10 artszan whose conversation with tie 7
ranger have related above. =
Let him come forward, then, and Q
ay, and give his name," returned the
fhcial.
At this summons the purchaser ad-
anced. He was man of mild and :
lir countenance, who might have nnm- y =,
cred some six or seven and twenty -
lmmers attired in the French mode, - -
18th the most sumptuous fabric of the ~ :,
Ienocse loom, short Spanish cloak, Z
with silk and gold, hung !,
yer his shoulders with artistic grace. .
[e wore round his neck magnificent u
hahn of gold, 10 which was attached a
likeness Of the Emperor
Iaximilian, executed in the same metal :;