Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1853-12-30
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ttys hnd. having comuittcu himscN hho
his concerns 70 the care Of Him whs
neither sleeps nor slumbers. Francis
FaiFhold MAS soon dreaming Of biz
own good household and friends IL
London. The man slept soundly, fol
be had good health and n clear con
science; bat as the din OF the pigeons
cocks. and guinea-fowl rose round the
solitary inn nc the summer sunrise
Mr.. FairhoId was disturbed by some
thing running across his face. IL wa'
mouse. lie saw IL dart away among
the white dimity. ani. thoroughly dis
gasted. our order-loving merchan
: started up. Things were not ~ the,
ought to be at the Golden Lionl tha
was manifest: and he would never cal
there again. With these reflections
he rose and dressed himself. II wa
hours before tho appointed time. bu
the household were all astir. People
rose early in the country then; the ba
con, eggs. and strong ale. which form
cd we'll merchants breakfast
were therefore prepared without de-
lay. The morning sun was shining
on heath and hill. and though the road
was miry with the last nights rain,
Mr.. Fairhold felt nowise inclined
20 stay. The kitchen company had
departed overnight: but the ostler had
the satisfaction Of hearing the valise
chink once more, besides receiving his
yearly tenpence. The landlord pour.
ed forth bis good wishes; Mrs. Hobbies
came MS FAR as the draw-well 10 make
her parting curtsey; and with all the
civilily he could assume. our merchant
rode on to Gaildford.
81. The mouse had caused him 10 yield
% his inlirmiiy OF grumbling; but the
day WAS fair. and his annoyance di'
minished amazingly, when. at some
miles from his destination. he found the
wagon, which had left that town fol
Horsham with the first light. sticking
4 fast in deep rut. The horses had
broken their traces and fled over the
fields, pursued by the WAGNER and
one Of his passengers; while the rest
consisting OF two Sussex farmers, .
brewer, butcher, and the master o
Portsmouth trader, stood in greal
trepidation rcgardinga noted gang OF
/, highwaymen, said TO be somewhere in
this neighborhood. Our traveller cheer
ed their hearts with the assurance that
be had neither seennor heard OF them
The WAGNER and his help had by thi,
time caught the horses, but all en-
deavors TO mend the harness proving
vain, the latter offered to proceed with
their new acquaintance to Guildford,
and bring back assistance il possible
Such accidents were by no means un.
common in the travelling OF those times
Ever ready to oblige, Mr.. Fairhold a
once assented to the proposal; and. by
way Of making haste, it was agreed
that each should ride and walk by
turns.
1t was soon found, however, that
the wagon traveller, who was little
more than a youth. could get over the
miry road almost as quickly as Fair.
holds quiet horse; rapid progress O
any kind was indeed Impossible, and
they beguiled the way with converse
ton. There was something in the &C
tive figure and honest, cheerful look Of
bis companion which seemed familiar
to the merchants memory. He had
frank, courteous manner, too, which al
once won Mr.. Fairhold's liking; and
as his dress spoke Of responsibility
striving with narrow means, our mer.
chant ycntured. on the strength of Sc.
nies.--y. to hint some inquiries touching
his history and prospects. my faith
err" said the young man, "was once
prosperous London merchant, bu
speculation ruined him, and he died il
comparative poverty in Dublin. Ny
mother followed him early to thu
grave, and my boyhood was passeC
in beating about among our relations
in Bristol. After that, | got my owl
living by serving two diapers in sue
cession; but the first failed, the secon'
was burned out. have been tryin;
hard for a situation in London, and
though little to my liking, it seem
the will Of Providence that should &
TO sea with cousin of my mother
In whose company was on my way
Portsmouth when our wagon stuc
fast"
''What is your name, young man?
inquired Fairhold, earnestly.
ssFrancis Fairhold Phillips, at yol
service" said the youth.
"Then you are my namesake, an
the sou of my earliest friend" erie
the merchant, grasping his hand; eye
will never want situation while
have warehouse. Ny boy, l ha'
got a lesson this morning again
grumbling ut tribes; but for a mou
which woke me up in no good tempe
shouldn't have left the Golden Liz
for some hours later, nor have fallen
with You and the Horsham wagon"
Before things were fully explaine
they entered the town; assistance WI
forthwith dispatched to the wagon, an
young Philips, on good horse fro
the Crown Inn, rode back to ia
leave of his mothers cousin. 10
fully he returned to Join the merchar
and Mr. Fairhold, with his chinkil
valise and his found name-sak
.journeyed safely on to the old house
Cheapside. There he found his fan
IL and business all as he had left the
some two months before. The hone
foreman gave up his temporary tru
The puncsusl merchant made his a
nual payments. and the house of Fai
hold continued to flourish. Its mast
found in the son of his friend an ass
tant on whose business abilities an
better still. on whose sterling prin,
ne h. corId r.afv. and aa his fr