Richmond daily times. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1853, 1852-05-29

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me at midnight in my garnet. lie separated my
poor little all, of six pieces, from this shining
and imposing collection; and the passion Of envy
entered my SOUL felt far more anxious now
than before, although starvation was then staring
me in the face; I hated Atwood for cheating me
out of all this wealth. Poor fellow it Dad been
better for him had he never seen q shilling of it,
However, grand breakfast at the Cafe Anglais
disspated my chagrin; and will do my friend
the justice to say, that he nobly shared some por-
ton of his good fortune with me. AS far as the
creature comforts were concerned, feasted as
well as he, and never was particular as to settling
my share of the reckoning
Jack now changed his lodgings; had cards,
with Captain Atwood engraved on them, and
drove about prancng cab-horse, as tall as tie
Giraffe at the Jardin des Plantes; he had as ma
ny frogs on his coat as in the old days. and vis-
ted all the flash resaurateurs and clearinghouse
of the capital. Madame de Saint Laurent, and
Madame la Baronne de Vaudry, and Madame la
Comtesse de Don Jonville ladies of the highest
| rank, who keep societte chotsie, and condescend
| to give dinners at five francs head, We'd with
each other in their attentions to Jack. His was
| the wing of the fowl and the largest portion Of
the Charlotte-Russe; his was the place at the
ecarte table, where the Countess would ease him
nightly of few pieces, declaring that he was the
most charming cavalier, la feur d Albion. Jacks
society, it may be seen, was not very select nor,
| in truth, were his incnations he was careless,
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| be seen daily with wife on each arm
1t ray be supposed, that with the life he led,
| his five hundred pounds of winnings would not
last him long; nor did they: but, for some time,
his luck never deserted him: and his cash, instead
| of growing lower, seemed always to maintain
certain el;-he played all night.
| Of course, such an humble fellow as [, could
| not hope for continued acquaintance and init
macy with Atwood. He grew overbearing and
cool, I thoughts at any rate did not admire my
situation, as his follower and dependant and left
| his grand dinner, for certain ordinary, where l.
could partake of five capital dishes for nnepence.
Occasionally, however, Atwood favored me with
a visit, or gave me drive behind his great cab
| horse. He had formed whole host of friends
| besides. There was fps, the barrster; heaven
knows what he was doing at Paris; and Gortz,
the West Indian, who was there on the same bu-
siness, and Eapper, medical student,-all these
three met one night at Flapper's rooms, where
Jack was invited, and great spread was laid
| honor of him.
Jack arrived rather late--he looked pale and
agitated; and, though he ate no supper he drank
raw brandy in such manner as made Flappers
eyes wink the poor fellow had but three bottles,
and Jack bid fair to swallow them all. However,
the West Indian generously remedied the evil,
and producing a napoleon, speedily got the
change for it in the shape Of four bottles of cham
payne.
Our supper was uproariously harmonious; fps
| sung lIlG SOOU ''Olu 0eHGeHdu. cdGe,
the "Britsh grenadiers;" and your humble SER
want, when called upon, sang that beautiful dtty,
"When the bloom is on the rye, in manner
that drew tears from every eye, except flapper's,
who was asleep, and Jack s, who was singing the
Ebay of Biscay o. at the same time Gortz and
fps were all the time lunging at each other
with pair of sing sticks, The barrister having
, a very strong notion that he was Richard the
Third.
At last fps hit the West Indian such a blow
across his sconce, that the other grew furious;
he seized champagne bottle, which was prov-
dentally empty and hurled it across the room
at fps: had that celebrated barrister not bowed
his head at the moment, the Queens Bench
would have lost one of its most eloquent practi.
TONERS.
fps stood as straight as he could; his cheek
was pale with wrath. ssM-m-ster Go gortz,"
he said, II always heard you were BLACKBOARD;
now can pr-pr-peperove it. Flapper, your pls,
| tolls every ge-ge. genlmen knows what mean"
Young Mr.. Fiapper had small pair of pocket
pistols, which the tpsy barrister had suddenly
remembered. and with which he proposed to sa-
crifice the West Indian Gortz was nothing loath,
! but was quite as valorous as the lawyer.
Atwood, who in spite of his rotations, seem
ed the soberest man Of the party, had much en-
loved the scene, until this sudden demand for the
weapons. "Pshaw !" said he, eagerly, don't
give these men the means of numbering each
other; sit down, and let us have another song"
e with produced his pistol.case, and opened it, in
order that the duel might take place on the spot.
: There were no pistols there! II beg your par
: don," said Atwood, looking much confused !:
I'll took the pistols home with me, to clean
: them p Il
i don't know what there was in his tone, or iq1
e the words, but we were sobered all of suddeI
Atwood was conscious of the singular effect pr
s duced by him, for he blushed, and endeavore
9 speak of other things, but we could not bf
s our spirits back to the mark again, and soon
d parated for the night. AS we issued into
t street, Jack took me aside, and whispered 81
e you napoleon, Ttmarsh, in your purse
e Alas was not so rich. My reply was, tt
e was coming to Jack, only in the morning, to-
: borrow similar sum.
# He did not make any reply, but turned away
d homeward: l never heard him speak another
word.
Two mornings after flor none of our party met
S on the day succeeding the supper,) was awak-
: ened by my porter, who brought pressing letter
: from Mr.. GortZ.
e s'Dear T."
i 81 wish you would come over here to breakfast.
g There's row about Atwood.
''Yours, truly,
Immediately set forward to Gortzs he lived
/, in the Rue du Heldes, a few doors from Attwood's
new lodging. If the reader is curious to know
the house in which the catastrophe of this history
took place, he has but to march some twenty
doors down from the Boulevard des Itaens, when
: he will see fine door, with naked Cupid shoot
!; ing at him from the hall, and Venus reckoning
> him up the stairs.
On arriving at the West Indians at about mid
> day Git was Sunday morning), | found thas
gentleman in his dressings grown, discussing, in
: the company of Mr.. Fips, large plate of btteck
. au1 ponames.
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