Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1854-12-29

ing recollection OF good things past
and gone. What had he been doing
with his talents-for he once possessed
the ten? had he not squandered piety,
purity and patience? where now bis
gratitude 10 God, his benevolence to
man? the fathers duteous care, the
husbands industry and kindness, the
laborer's faith, the Christians hope
who had spentall these? Till money!
love came in, and money-stcre to feed
It, the poor man had been rich: but
now rotten to the core by lust Of gold.
the rich is poor indeed.
However, such considerations did
not long afhict him---for we know that
lookers-on see more than players--and
If Roger had encouraged half our wise
and sober thoughts, he might have
been a better man; but Roger quelled
the thoughts and silenced them; and
thoughts are tender intonations, shy
little buzzing sounds. soon scared by
coarser noise; Roger had no mind to
cherish those small fowls; SO they few
back again to Heavens gate, home
less and uncontrolled, as weeping Per-
IL.
The bank,-the county bank
Shark, Breakem, and Company
this vas the specious Eldorado, the
genuine gold increaser, the hive where
he would store bis wealth, las honey
left for the bees in winter), and was TO
have ii soon returned fourfold. ltwas
indeed though to make the rich man
glad, that all his shining heap was
like sample of seed-corn, and the
pocketful should next year fll a sack.
How grudgingly he now began to
mourn over past extravaganza, five
pieces gone within the week, how close
and careful he resolved to be in future!
how he would scrape and economise to
get and save but one more Of those
little seeds, that yield more gold
more goldl And If Roger had been
privilegedin youth to have fed upon
the Eton Latin Grammar, he could
have now quoted with some expert
mental JUNCTION the "Crescit Amor"
line, which everybody well knows how
10 finish. Truly, II was growing with
his growth, and rioting in strength
above his weakness. ~.
Swollen with this expanding love.
he packed up his money in what were,
though he knew II not, rouisaxr, but
TO his plebeian eyes looked more like
golden sausages;and he would takeitto
thebank, and they should bow TO him,
and Sir him, and give him forthwith
more than he had brought; and If
those summary gains were middling
great, say twice as much 10 be mod
erate,--he thought he might afford
himself chaise coming back, and
return 10 Hurstley Common like n
Nabob. Thus full Of wealthy fancies,
after one glass more, off set Roger TO
the county town, with his treasure in a
bundle.
Hallway 10 il, as hospitality has or
dained TO be the case wherever there
be Railways, occurred a public c-house;
and really Notwithstanding all our
monied neophyte's economical resolu-
tons, his throat was so uncommon
dry" that he needs must stop there
TO refresh the muscles Of his larynx; so
putting down his bundle on the settle,
he called for foaming tankard, and
thanking the crock. as his evil wont
now was, sat down 10 drink and think.
Here was prosperity, indeed, food
Of astonishing good fortune; that he,
but little week agona, dirty ditch
er.-so was he pleased TO designate
his former self,-a ragged wretch, lit
tie better than tramp, should be now
progressing like monarch with a
mighty bag Of gold TO enrich his
county town. To enrich, and be
thereby the richer; for Rogers notions
Of finance we're so simple, as to run
the risk Of being called sublimely in
dictinct; he took II as an axiom that
"money bred money" but in what
way to draw forth its generative prop
critics, whether or not by some new
tangled manure, he was entirely igno-
rant; and II clearly was his wisdom to
leave all that system Of money-ma-
king solely to the banker. All he car
ed about was this; TO come back rich
er than he came--and 10! how rich he
was already. Lolling at high noon,
on Wednesday too, in the EXTREMIST
mode Of rustic beauisn, with bag of
gold by his side and pot Of porter in
his hand-here was an accumulation
of magni6cence-all the propositions
pressed into his service. His widest
hopes exceeded, and almost nothing
left to wish. Blown up with the pride
and Importance Of the moment, and
some little obliyious from the potent
porter-hc had paid. and sailed forth.
and marched mile upon his way full
of golden fancies, a rich luxurious
lord as he was-when all on sud-
den the halluciat;on crossed his dull
pellucid mind, that he had left the
torebehind himl o pungent terror!
o most exquisite torture! was it clean
gone. stolen. lost, lost, lost, forever?
Rushing back in an agony Of fear, that
made the ruddy hostess think him
crazed, with his hair on end and face
as il it had been whitewashed, he few
to the tap-room, and--almost tainted
for ecstacy Of JOY when he found 1t,
where he had laid it, on the settle.
Better had you lostit, Roger; bet
ter had your ecstacy been sorrow;
there is more trouble yet Gor you. from
that bad crock Of gold. But If your
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