The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1854-02-20
JRG, WOOD COUNTY, oHIo MONDAY, FEBRUARY TO- 1854
NO. SO.

number of inferior travellers whom the rain
and Hobbes's strong ale had assembled. -
The merchant did not much mind that,
though he remembered three Unlocking men,
one shading his face with his hands while
glancing at him, and wished the ostler had
not guessed SO correctly concerning his strong
box. More aolemn thoughts came as he
looked around that old frequented ROOM
1t spoke to him of life and its uncertainties.
The very busy, good -humored landlady.
whom he had known for twenty years, was
gone and the furniture by which she had
set such store, and which she took such
pleasure in securing, all were there, up to
the silver tankard and the plated candle
stick which hanked the Duke of Mari
borough's picture on the chimney-piece
coarse print In clumsy frame it was, and
Falrhold had seen it many year, but never
without thinking of an early friend. John
Churchill Phillips (as his father had named
him, because the boy was born when the
great dukes fame had the flush of Blenheim
fresh upon it) was the son of London dra-
per, not wise enough to see the woeful waste
of such victories, but sufficiently prudent
and successful TO leave him a flourishing
business. He and Francis Fairhold were
school-tellows, and grew up friends. Their
inheritance was of equal value. They mar
ried the same year-Phillips named his eldest
son after Fairhold, and stood godfather to
his eldest daughter-but Phillips was in
haste to be rich. There were games of spec
uation played in his time, and he Joined one
of them, called the Morocco Company,
which promised great things, by shipping
linens to the Moors. Phillips thought it
would make his fortune but losses by the
A A1ror IA
broke the company, and his affairs were
ruined. 1t must be acknowledged that in
solvency was more rare and serious occur
renee 100 years ago than it has since become
in the mercantile world. Phillips was
proud as we'll as weak; he could not bear
the observation and exposure, and, leaving
all in the hands Of his creditors, fled, with
his wife and child, it was believed to Ire
land. Our merchants recollections of him
were interrupted BY the entrance of Hobbies,
the landlord, who came, in recognition Of
his guests quality, to tell and inquire after
the news, leaving the door aiar, as custom
directed, for the qualification Of his kitchen
company. ......, .... .. ..., f......
"Call me at seven," said Mr.. Fairhold.
after informing his host that the Earl of
Butte was still prime minister, and the
Hanoverian succession likely to be secure
in return for which he heard of foal with
five legs and a bewitched dairy. '.Seven
will give time to reach Guilford before din
ner; and | am so tired that long sleep
will be useful r. ...-.. .......,.~
Hobbies retired, promising punctuality
and, having committed himself and his con
Germs to the care Of Him who neither sleeps
nor slumbers, Francis Fairhold was soon
dreaming of his own good household and
friends i'll London. The man slept soundly,
for he had good health and clear con
science but as the din of the pigeons, cocks,
and guinea fowl rose round the solitary inn
at the summer sunrise, Mr.. Fairhold was
disturbed by something running across his
face. 1t was mouse. He saw it dart
away among the white dimity, and thor
oughly disgusted, our order-loving merchant
started up. Things We're not as they ought
to be at the Golden Lion that was manifest;
and he never would call there again. With
these reflections he arose and dressed himself.
1t was hours before the appointed time, but
the household were all astir. People rose
early in the country then; the bacon, eggs
and strong ale, which formed well-to-do
merchants breakfast, were, therefore, pre-
pared without delay. The morning sun was
shining on heath and hill, and though the
road was miry with the last nights rain, MIR.