The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1853-08-13
From Chambers Edinburgh Journal.
THE ACCOM- MMODATION RJIL


tcssons of James IIornby, one of the persons
Killed by the falling in of the iron roof of the
brunswick theatre. A conversation the 9th
cr day with a son of Mr. Svmonds, who has
been long settled in London, recalled the
entire chain of circumstances to nv memory
with all the vivid distinctness of first I'M
preston.
One evening, towards the close of the wear
1906, the Leeds coach brought Mr. James
llornby to the village of Pool, on the wharf.
IN the Wcst-Ri,ling of Yorkshire \ small
but respectable house on the confines of the
place had been prepared for his reception,
and few minutes after his descent from the
top of the coach, the pale, withcrcd looking
man disappeared within it. Except for oc-
casional trips to Otlev, market town distant
about three miles from Pool, he rarely after
wards emerged from its seclusiOn. 1t was not
Time, we shall presently sce-he was indeed
but four-and-torty years of agc-that had
bowed his figure, thinned his whtcncd hair
and banishe1 from his countcnancc all siens
of healthy, cheerful life This, too, appeared
to be the opinion of the gossips of the village,
who con-rc"atcd, as usual, to witness the ar
rival and departure of the coach indulging
thought Mr. Svmonds, who was an inside pas
scn"cr proceeding on to Otlcy, in rcmarka-
bly, free and easy commentaries upon the
past, present and future o. the new conner
i mind him we'll quavcrcd an old, white
haired man. Its Just hrce-and-twrntv wears
AGO last Michrlmas | remembered it be
cause of the hard frost two years before, that
voun- Jim lIornby lett Ole, to 20 to Iun-
non; just the place, | am told to 9ivc the
finishing polish to such a m>rrcant as he
seemed iI.rI! to be-. He was iu>t ont of his
time 10 old IInrnhv, his uncle, the Grocer
lie that's left him such heaps of money =
'.\v, the very same; though he wouldn't
lave gwen him or any one else I cheese par
in- whilst he lived. This one is a true chip
of the old block I'll warrant You noticed
tia; he rode outside. cold As it is
'Surrly, Glilrr llinck>. But do Won mind
what it was he went oil in such Il >kurrv for
Tom Harris was Sa,in. last night at the
horseshoe. it was something concerning a
horse race or voun~ woman; he warnt
quite sensible which,
i can't say, rcioincd the more ancient or
aclc, that mind all ups and downs of it
Henry Burton hor>cwhppcd him on the Don
/ caster race course, that know but whether
1t WIS about Cindrilla, that hal, they said.
been tampcrcd with the night before the race.
or Miss Elizabeth Grain>ford. whom Burton
married a few weeks afterwards. can't As
lom Harris SAYS, quite clearly remember
| old lIornby had heavy grip of Burton 5
farm for long time before he died, they were
saving Yesterday at Obey. The sheep skins
will now, 10 doubt, be in the ncphcw's strong
box.
True, lad and let us hope master Burton
Will be regular in his payments; for, if not.
! there's Jail and Ruin for him written in cap
ital letters on yon fellows IRON phiz, can
see
The random hits of these Pool goSSips,
which were here interrupted by the depart
urc Of the coach, were not very wide of the
mark. James llornhy, it was quite true, had
been publicly horscwhippcd twcnty-thrcc
years before, by Henry Burton, on the Don
caster race course, ostcnsbly on account of
the sudden withdrawal ola horse that should
have Startcd-a transaction with which vouno
liornby was III some way mixed mp: but es-
pcciallv and really for having dared, upon
the strength Of preSumptivc hcirship to his
uncle's wealth, to advance prctcnsions to the
fair hand Of Elizabeth Gainsford, the eldest
daughter of Mr. Robert Gainstort. SURGEON
of Otlrv-prctcnsions indirectly favored it is
said. by the father, but contemptuously rcpu-
dated by the lady. BE this as it NAV, three
weeks after the races, Elizabeth Gainsfor1
became Mrs Burton, and James IIornby hur
ried off to Lordon, grudgingly furnished fol
the journey by his uncle
lie obtained a situation as shopman in one
OF the large grocer establishments of the me
trOpollS; and, twenty-three years aftcrwarl
the attorneys letter, informing him that h,
had succeeded to all his deceased uncle's prop
erty, found him in the same place, and in tn,
same capacity.
y perfect yell of delight broke from tn,
lips Of the taciturn man, and his glance dc
vourcd the welcome intelligence.
At last he shouted with maniacal clcc
and tcrccly crumbiing the letter in his hand
as ii he held living foe in his grasp, Wills
4 flash of flemish passion broke from tn,
deep cavcrnS Of his >unkcn cycs-'at last
have thee on the hip, Nh, mine enemy =
it is the dead, the dead alone that never rc
turn to huri back on the head OF the wron.
docr> tie shame, the misery, the ruin he in
ilicted in his hour Of triumph"
The violence Of his passions, suddenly un
refined after years Of Jealous curb aud watch
tulncSS, for moment overcame him. and Ii,
rccled as if tainting INTO chair. The fierce
stern nature of the man soon mastered til,
unwontcd excitement, and in few minute
he was cold, silent, impossible as ever.