Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1857-07-25
A Lost Inheritance.


space than ] usually devote to incidents,
conveys so excellent moral, that have
yiaided to the temptation to give it in full.
The train from Paris to Lyons stopped
at the station of Joigny, a town upon the
route, and again went on, after leaving a
few passengers. The depot, fora moment
crowded with railroad agents and lockers
ON, was soon deserted by all but two indi-
viduals.
One of these was an old man. dressed in
the garb of a well-to.do farmer; the other,
youth of fiye-and-twenty, who seemed to
be waiting for some one to meet him. To
this parsonage the old man finally addressed
him. I" May presume, sir" said he, "to
inquire if you are Clement b."
Yes, my good man." replied the youth
with houghtiness of manner; and | have
no doubt you are Mr.. Martin"
At your service, sir" returned the 9th
"Wcll, MIR. Martini" continued Glenn
cnt, " began to imagine you intended to
keep me waiting That would have not been
the best manner in which TO have insinua-
ted yourself into my good graces."
The old man, instead of replying, let his
head fall lupon his breast as if in deep afflic-
tion, and conducting the new conner towards
an old.fashioned carriage, to which rough
looking horse was harnesscd.
| "Herc is your carriage, sir" said Mar
tin. (" If you will be good enough to get
IN will have the honor of conducting you
to the Hermitage"
That my carriage 70 cried Clement.
Why | shall be taken for travelling ped
lar! F."
Notwithstanding, as there seemed no
means of avoiding it, he took his scat be-
side the old man, but not without expires
sions of disdain. In another moment the
man had seized the reips,. and the horse
started on q clumsy trot.
But a few days before, Mr.. Clement B,
who now puts on so many grand airs, was a
simple clerk in a crockcry store in Paris.
and possessed the reputation of being a oui-
ct, upretending little fellow. What, then,
had brought about this sudden and radical
transformation He had become, since
the previous day, a rich man; and it may
be well understood that the possessor of an
income of 20, 200 francs year finds it diff
hcult to retain the modest demeanor of a
poor clerk. On the prev ious day, while
dusting the crockery under his charge, a
letter had arrived for him by the post, con-
tanning the startling intelligence that one
lSof his unclos, of whom he had often heard
OF as an eccentric and very wealthy old
man, but whom he had never seen, had
Just died at chateau in Burgundy, leaving
his nephew Clement, sole lcgatee of his es-
tates, to the exclusion of many other heirs.
The letter was from notary of the PROV
Inee, who desired him to leave Paris imme-
diately for Joigny, the town near which his
uncle had resided where he would be met
! by Martin, an old confidential servant of
the defunct, and conducted from the rail-
road to the " Hermitage" the name which
the deceased had given to his chateau and
his estate, which constituted the main. AL
most driven out of his senses, by such an
unexpected stroke of fortune, he .hastened
to obey the notary's directions and, upon
his arrival at Joigny, joined old Martin, ,iy
we have seen.
On jolted the queer vehicle, in which
our heo had so coptemptuously taken a
place; until after asride of several miles,
Che occupants arrived at their destination.
Ma1tln offered the honors of the. Hermitage
ITO the new. proprietor, called all the ser
wants, and introduced them to their future
master, and then conducted the latter to
/ his apartments.
"This was the sleeping apartment of
yourunclc," said Martin, as they entered
/ a vast apartment, furnished in old fashioned
tstylc.
1T was the room he died in ten days ago.
/ But the nephew, instead of evincing any
emotion upon being shown the chamber of
his benefactor, threw upon all around look
| of scorn, and cried, Upon my word, /
can't say think much of the old boys
taste! | never saw anything so frightful
ly in all my life.
notwithstanding, SIR replied Martin,
Sits the best there is here; and if you cam
NOT content yeutself [ do not really know
where you will find other lodgings. ~
II live here! You don't imagine I'm
such q donkey, hope. For us young fel-
lows, dye see, Paris is the old place so I,
shall sell this old rookery at once, and be
off,
aSeli the hermitage your uncle's favor
lite place Of residence! Impossible. And
we servants, who hoped to end our days
under this roof-4what will become of usS',
Mr.. Martin, retoited the young man
!" let rnSHhaye none of your complaints, /
beg. Got mo some .dianer and afterwards
you will drive me to my, notory's.p y.
After having eaten a hearty meal, not
witiistanding ho found tho meats insipid
the winessopr5 the lcgatee still accompa-
5nted by Martin, re- entered the old carriaee,
and the two again startedoi