Sunday dispatch. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1845-1854, 1852-04-04
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LIFE AND ADVENTURES of JACK ENGLE:
AN AUTO BIO GRAPHY;
In WHICH THE READER WILL FIND SOME FAMILIAR CHARACTERS

to see Tom Peterson Tom was by trade a
machinist, and, young as he was, had arrived
at the station Of foreman in large thrifty
establishment, whose proprietors thought a
good deal of him, and trusted him more than
any one else in their employ. Was it not
that this manly trade. had something to do
in forming my friends character had a
notion that way, and vague feeling of the
sort it was that had caused a good deal of
my repugDanoe to the law.
Tom had goue to his trade eight years be-
fore, from his own choice; and he was now
considered as thorough workman as any in
the land. He got good wages, and, as it was
well understood that such man as he could
not be picked up everywhere, my friend was
very independent, and demanded Of the
wealthy gentlemen who hired him, the same
civility toward himself which he invariably
used towards them.
You see like to talk about Tom Peterson
And, reader, it would have done you good
had you known him. He was such fine
specimen of o young American meehanic
1 told my friend Of my visit to Covert's
house, and of Martha, and the lawyers in
dignation.
"He's bad man." rejoined Tom, bluntly,
''and l tell you what, Jack, although it's
none Of my business, if I,was you, I'd cut
loose from him and his affairs as soon as pos
sible. Rebecca Seligny is the sharpest woman
to understand fellows character that l ev-
er saw; and she despises him Why the
fellow, as sanctifed as he looks, is carnal
enough, according to her story. She is mad
at the sound of his name
''She likes you BETTER" said 1, waggishly
sCould she show better sign of taste and
judgment ?" responded Tom. "But don't
let us say anything more about Rebecca. 1
expect we shall quarrel soon; for the dear
girl is very exacting."
Toms advice was not so much different
from my own feelings, as to make me think
no further about it. And | had now begun
to feel enough interested in Martha, to want
to know something more.
Nathaniel and his dog stopped from their
exercise-they had been concentrating the
absence of all hands from business by run
ming races up and down the walk in front
they stopped and came up stairs with me
when reached the office.
sYou return in good time, Don Cae ar"
said Nat, s'for messenger from the Prin-
cess has just left this for you"
He gave me a note l thought the boy was
fooling, and tossed it back to him. But he
grew serious, and told me that it was brought
but a moment before by 8 little darkey, who,
in answer to Mats inquisitiveness, could
only say that it was given to him by young
lady, with chilling to bring it down as ad-
dressed
opened it, and read as follows:
81 write this immediately on your de-
parture
''This no time to stand on ceremony ; and
l will follow the impulse of my heart Alas
| have so few friends that it will not do for
me to lose the chance of one, although may
seem immodest in writing so. Few Where,
indeed, have | any
g / am unhappy here, to degree which
will not undertake to narrate upon paper.
| was. much interested in your description Of
your adopted parents, Ephraim Foster and
the good Violet. wish to know them
wish to speak with them.
" | have not time to continue my disoord-
ant note; but come at once to the point
Will you--for l must ask twill you, un-
less you hear from me again, call for me to-
morrow evening, and show me to Fosters
house, and introduce me o him and his
wife?
You will then learn the reason of my
singular request. 4"
At dinner time, showed this note to Vio-
let and prepared her for the visit. Her
motherly heart always warmed toward those
who had fallen in distress and it was plain
that poor Martha was suffering under
troubles OF no ordinary character.