The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1858-11-20
Grlrrt Storm.
From The Ncw-Yofk Mcreuryl
TIE LUCKY REPLY.
by WILLIAM LINN TIDRALL.

In all my life I have never known a
more singular man than Nathan Wiswcll,
forty years ago IL merchant, banker,
and Il successful spcculator in the City
of Churches.
Pampcrcd in his infancy by his purse
proud parents and their parasites, he had
earl y acquired an inso!vcnt manncr-a
manner always unpopular.
During his minority it had rendered
him an object of dislike among his school
fellows, and almost wholly deprived him
OF youthful assoclates-thc want of
whom, as consequence, had soured his
temper, and increased his haughtincss.
When he attained to manhood, and
assumed the responsibilities of business
Il kind that made him master of the
time and talents of other men-thls char
actcristic underwent but little modtica-
ton.
lie never banded words with those in
his employ, and on all occasions extracted
the most obsequious submission. His
anger and violence knew no bounds when
he was crossed or contradictcd.
But there was one great rcdceming
trait i'll his character, which must be
particularly mentioned, as upon it hinges
this very incident.
l alludc to the sudden happy influence
Of the lucky reply, which was, all things
considered, the most remarkable feature
of his singular conduct.
This is a popularity which belonged
to some Of the most distinguished men
of former ages, and many instances have
been recorded by the biographcr and
historian.
Not only the life and liberty of indi-
v!dnalS, but the prosperity and per-
mancncc of nations have been affected BY
it in a most unexpected manner.
But no person ever lived more susccp-
TITLE to its influence than Mr. WiswelI.
He has been known to dismiss men
from his employ, for some real or sup
posed oilense, and reinstatc them within
an hour afterwards, because of chance
remark probably uttered in anger, which
tckled him at the moment.
Marion, his only daughter, was seven
teen, graceful and good looking, and
deeply in love.
The object of her attachment was a
young man, with nothing to recommend
him but an unbcmished character and
fine business talents.
These ought to have been sufficient,
but Mr. Wiswell was not so satisfied as
his sensible daughter.
Thaddcus Mcguire was a clerk in the
bank, and Mr.. Wiswcll was stock
holder. In a pccuniary sense, therefore,
the difference between them was very
considerable.
But Thaddcus, like his devoted lady
love, though as they were united to each
other in feeling, that his poverty ought
not to be made the ground of objection.
Mr.. Wiswcil thought otherwise, and
when he discovered the attachment, ell
joined his daughter to have no inter-
course with her penniless lover, whom
he dismissed with angry reproaches.
But the ardcr of love is not often
cooled by opposition, and it was not in
this instance.
In Mr.. Wiswcll's mansion there was a
little back parlor, with single window
that looked out upon the garden, and a
single door that opened from the hail.
1t was neat little, out of-thc-way
place, the quiet of which was seldom
disturbed save by the lovers, who, on
that account, preferred it for their stolen
interviews.
About seven o'clock one evening-a
beautiful midsummer evening-they sat
together before the open window, en-
gagged in conversation.
BY chance Mr.. Wiswcll stood under
meath in the umbrage of luxuriant
lilac, an unobscrved listener.
81 think" said Marion, continuing
the conversation, i" that l can persuade
him to make us happy"
81 wish you may" replied the youth
earnestly.
Gle has no daughter to care for bu,
myself" she continued, " and when he
sees that my happiness depends upon oul
union, am sure he will consent"
SC If he will, Marion," replied the
youth, "I am the very last person who
would advise an clopement, which is
always to be deprecated"
eyes," said Marion, {" but suppose
"Oh, it is course should not hest
tate to pursue, replied the youth to hel
half uttered interrogatory, " If there was