Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes County, Ohio) 1856-1865, 1857-09-24
miscellaneous.
Written for the New York Dispatch.
PAUL GENET, THE MISER,
BY EDWIN +. DE NYSE.

Many years ago, certain miser named
Paul Genot lived in miserable house in
the vilest part of London, where the mar
row sidewalks were crowded with dirty,
squalid children, and whe,e the nostrils
we've assailed by sickening odors from the
filthy cutters. To all appearances, Paul
was iaast miserably stricken with poverty
but the neigbbors earnestly declared that
he was rich; that he boarded up his gold
in some secret place, unknown to any one
save himself
Every evening, when the moon hid her
bright face, the old man would wrap his
miserable cloak about his tottering form,
and carefully locking his room door, would
move cautiously down tho unexpected stair
way, through the dark hall, and out of the
door into the filthy street. With quick
nervous pace he would pass unrecognized
through crowds of his neighbors, and
around the next corner, into larger and
somewhat cleaner street; thence would
pass into one of the most fashionable streets
Of London, and stopping before the door
Of large house, and giving loud rap,
would be Immediately admitted. One Of
his neighbors had followed him to this
house, and seen him enter; but what was
his business in this place, was as yet un-
known.
One evening, at a later hour than
usual, he sailed forth from his miserable
home, and pursuing the same route as be-
fore, knocked again at the massive door.
The feeble summons was answered by a
liyeried servant, who respectfully bowed to
the miserably clad old man, and ushered
him into magnifcently furnished draw
ing-room, where his filthy rags were
brought into ridiculous contrast with the
rich adornmeuts Of the apartment In
one corner of the room an elegantly dress
ed gentleman was sitting; and beside him
was a magazine, which had dropped from
his hand on the entrance Of his visitor
Coldly motioning Lin to seat the for
mer arose, and going to the mirror, began
to arrange his somewhat disordered dress,
without speaking word. At last, having
arranged everything TO his satisfaction, he
broke the silence in business-like way,
and without the customary salutations
which usually pass between gentleman
and his visitor.
'tMy dear uncle, you must wait a little
longer for your money. have been un-
successful of late. The cards have tricked
me often"
The miser's features changed as the
other spoke these words, and in mild
tone Of voice, he answered:
"But Charles, you know am poor.
must have the money, or my aged, worn
out frame will sink into the grave" And
the miser gazed into the young mans
eyes, as if he would therein read his very
soul.
"But they say that you are rich, thai
you are a miser, and that you have ricf
quantities of gold hidden in your room.-
And certainly I know that you receive
enough yearly for this house, 10 make you
Independent of the world" was the reply
and Charles Worthington seated himself
before his aged uncle.
TIE miser started as he spoke these
words, and monentary fear seemed te
have taken possession of him; but in ar
instant be recovered bis wonted calmness
and spoke:
"Ah! do people speak thus of pool
Old mani Why where should Paul Geno1
get gold TO hoard upa Am l not poor
DO these miserable vestments bespeal
nches' Eo-no! Paul Genet is poor
aye, poor"
"Why DO you not own this large and
splendid housea Is not everything in i,
yoursl Do you not receive the rent 3 fo,
its And is that not enough to make vor
rich for lief" was the answer.
"How often have I told you, Charles
that the house does not belong to me9
am only the agent to collect the rent; an
the small percentage get, is but just sui
icient to keep life within this miserabl
body, answered the miser.
An incredulous smile lighted up th
young mans countenance, as be again re
piled:
"fhen are you not the owner of tn
whole row OF houses where you live? Be
sides, have you not other sources whenc