The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1853-07-21
Gclrlte0.
BLESSING OF GOOD DEED
BY r. 5. ARTHUR.

for the year to come" said Mr.. William
Everett, rubbing his hands togethe
Squickly in irrcpressible pleasure.
Mr.. Everett was a stock and money
broker, and had just made an " opera
tion," by which clear gain of TIVE
thousand dollars was secured He wa
alone in his office or so much alone u,
not to feel restrained by the presence o
another. And yet, a pair Of dark, sac
eyes were fixed iutently upon his self
satisfied countenancc, with an expression
had he observed it, that would, at least
have excited Il moments wonder. The
owner of this pair of eyes was a slender
rather poorly dressed lad, in his thir.
teenth year, whom Mr. Everett had en-.
gagged, short time previously, to attend
in his office and run upon errands. He
was the son of widowed mother, now
in greatly reduced circumstances His
father had been an early friend of Mr.
Everett. 1t was this fact which led to
the boys introduction into the brokers
office.
"Two thousand dollars :" The broker
had uttered aloud his satisfaction but
now he communed with himself silently
I" Two thousand dollars !" A nice little
sum that for a single days work. l
wonder what Mr. Jenkins will say to-
morrow morning, when he hears of such
an advance in these securities 20
From some cause, this mental refer
ence to Dir. jenkins did not increase
our friends state of exhiliration. Most
probably, there was something in the
transaction, by which he had gained SO
handsome sum Of money, that, in
calmer moments, would not bear too
close a scrutiny-something that Mr.
Everett would hardly like to have
blazoned forth to the world BE this as
it may, more sober mood, in time,
succeeded, and although the broker was
richer by two thousand dollars than when
he arose in the morning, he was certainly
no happier.
An hour afterwards, business friend
came into the office of Mr.. Everett and
said:
" Have you heard about Mr. Cassen -
"No; what of him -
He's said to be off for California
with twenty thousand dollars in his
pockets more than justly belongs to
him."
"What!n
/" Too true, I believe. His name is
in the list of passengers who left New
York in the steamer yesterday"
"The scoundrel !" exclaimed Mr..
Everett, who by this time, was very con-
siderably excited.
:" He owes you, does he ?" said the
friend
81 lent him three hundred dollars
only day before yesterday"
{" A clear swindle"
eyes it is. o, if I could only get
my hands on him !"
Mr.. Everett's countenance, as he said
this, did not wear very amiable ex-
preston.
Don't get excited about it," said
the other. Il think he has let you off
quite reasonably Was that sum all he
asked to borrow"
" Yes"
CT know two at least, who are poorer
by couple of thousands by his alb
sence."
But Mr.. Everett was excited For
half an hour after the individual lett,
who had communicated this unpleasant
piece of news, the broker walked the
floor of his Office with compressed lips, a
lowering brow, and most unhappy feel
lngs. The two thousand dollars gain in
no way balanced in his mind the three
hundred lost. The pleasure created by
The one, had not penetrated deep enough
10 escape obliteration by the other.
Of all this, the boy with the dark sad
eyes had taken quick cognizancc. And