Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1858-04-08
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TWO NIGHTS
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OR, THE
FATE OF A REJECTED ROVER.
BY h. w. TRoWBRIDGR.


In the outskirts Of the CITY of Sar
Francisco, near Rincon Point, stands. o,
once stood, a dilapidated mansion. called
ION the miserable sign that hing over
the portals" Batchelor's M 1t was
the resort of most Of the youy men of the
city who could not afford the e~xhorbitant
charges of the upper class hotels.
In a meanly furnished apartment of this
house, seated beside a table. writing by a
dim oil lamp that fickered ip It's socket.
apparently ready to expire. was a young
man of FIVE and twenty supiaers. The
furniture in the room was sealstv. consist
ing of only the table above alluded to.
which answered also the purpose of a
wash stand, a stool, on which the young
man was seated, and a beastead that
nearly filled the remaining space in the
chamber.
No carpet covered the aoor, through
the cracks Of which the smoke from the
cigars and pipes in the barsream below.
arose in many a slow and lazy wreath
The sounds Of. laughter and the coarse.
vulgar jests of the jewellers, who released
from the tolls of the day, weg4 ENJOYING
themselves in their own fashiaa, aften dis
n
he still worked "a al If anxSas { have
his business performed ere the night was
ended.
Let US take a glance over his shoulder:
he is writing q long letter to his sister in
one of the Eastern States, and as the stea-
mer sails on the morrow, he wishes to
have it finished ere the morning dawns.
Full of loving, encouraging sentences is
that letter; pictures Of the future drawn
so brightly that they almost dazzled the
eyes of the young man himself, but still he
wrote only what he thought must sooner
or later come to pass. While he is 80
engaged, we will examine his personal ap-
pearance.
We have before said that he was about
twenty-five years of age, but to gaze on
that countenance furrowed with care and
trouble, the passing thought would be
that ten years added to his age were not
too much; his hair was as the ravens plu-
mage, black and fell in graceful curls up
on his neck and shoulders; his face ex-
pressive Of a deep, restless aind, WAS GOV
cred with a heavy, black beard. and his
quick, glanciDg eye denoted that chang
ing of purpose 50 common to the French
| character, for he was Of French parent
age, though born within the limits of the
United States. His form was slight, but
at the same time hard and muscular. His
clothing was not of the finest texture, but
still it was neat; q red shirt becomes not
most men, but his clear and bright. and
the collar was fastened by a black silk
neckerchief. that gave it a neat appear
ance which accorded well with his coarse
pants, his homespun belt, through which
protruded q shining revolver, and his
heavy but we'll polished boots.
This was FRANCHISE Belvard, as he sal
writing his semi-monthly letter to the on
" being on earth with whom he claimed
kindred, his sister. He had finished his
letter and carefully folding it, placed il
the envelope a draft of a hundred dollar
for her support. After his lahnE was en-
ded, he arose from his chair and paceC
the room for many moments withou
speaking, then taking his coat from a mai
whereon it hung, he put it on, carefully
placing his letter in his pocket and SLOUGH
ing his sombeyo, he left the room.
As he entered the bar-room below
many were the invitations rendered hin
to stop and take a friendly glass, but he
excused himself and took his way to
wards the post Office where he deposited
his letter. After he left the bar-room
one Of the jewellers took his pipe fror
his mouth and spoke:
"I-dun'no what's got inter Franc, h
used to be as jolly as any of US, but sine
he's got to be cashier Of Brunei & Co
he will join US.
"Ohl' said another Of the drinkers, a
he swallowed his glass of ardents, he
T after that pretty daughter Of Brunnells-
ard take his sister in the States and Alic
Brunnell, they have made a milk sop, in
. deed Ha, hal
We'll" said another, Il don't knor
: as it's anybedy's business, but his own
I For my part | think it's a blessing 70
him, if he does leave off spending b
nights drinking with such az u.s."
Apply that remark to yourself brok
9 in the first speaker; : but think you
has any chance with Alice Brunnell?"
Meier a shadow said one, who ha
: not hitherto spoken, " old Brunnell lool
| higher than his cashier for a husband f,
q Alice"
Well, he's a good youth, and win SOC