Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1860-01-05

And with careless wave Of the hand he
turned away, a..
Mark had been Watching the bluff, red
llineament Of the Western farmer, but now
Carlisle turned his attention to the topics Of
the day. ,-.
Money ispretty tight;' he said.
'Yes,' replied the young man, 'the papers
are, as usual, dull and wise, rewarding and
recommending. Do you think there really
will be a panic in the money market or ls
it only false alarm p t5;3.::--Sa
Undoubtedly there's truth in it, replied
Carlisle. .We spectators know the pulse
of the market pretty well, Winchester and
Iare looking out for number one, you see
buying mp all the wheat we canfnd, foraour
will be -four this year, I can tell you. Preb.
bles has ten thousand barrels already stored.
We have tremendous warehouses, and we
expect to fill them to the roof. If we get
ahead of the market, and undoubtedly we
shall, we realize handsome fortune. But
then, of course, we run enormous risks as
you must be aware =. ~
What do you consider the safest invest
ment for ten thousand p asked Mark, to
whom the idea ofspeculation was as fasci-
mating as TO most young men. -..', .'s -
LEND it at good ratesj;' was the reply ;
bond and mortgage never fail if a man has
common discretion and business tact His
face lighted up with a singular glow. If
you want 10 double, aye treble ard quad
ruple your money, lend it to men, who are
hard up. They'll pay any thing for apres-
ent accommodation @ ? =. - -. ...'
Meanwhile, the farmer and his wife held
an earnest consultation
Hes oneo them pesky spectators, you
may depend on it, said the woman, what
keep yittles and things so high that poor
folks have to starve.'
i reckon not, old 'ooman;' replied the
farner-saud even say t be is, what's that
to US? We ant spectators, are we? And
amt we bound to git the highest prices? I
tell you, forty or fifty dollars II be something
to brag of, that's SO /! Besides, the faster
we raise the money the sooner them mort
cages ii be swept off, and the sooner Bogus
II go to college. And don't you see, little
STAR III learn the pianny?'
But won't Davis be orful mad Z y
Don't care if he is. Reckon there's
other folks in the world besides Hi'am
Butts. Guess there be. It'll stump 'em
though to scare up better managed farm
in all Ontario. Davis don't care who he
buys of-'course he don't. I guess I'll sell
to this chap-shant git another such chance.
Look here, Mister-what's your name ? I'll
have to sell you that ar wheat, beings it's
you;' he added. attempting jocoseuess.
The great man put off his dignity and
condescended to tap the farmer on the
shoulder, al he said, 'that's right my good
friend: you couldn't do better;' and with
this bland assurance, he took out his memo
randa and entered into closer negotiation.
Mark Hamilton was, meanwhile, left to his
own reflections, and the bewildering prospect
that the merchant had spread before his Wis.
on. Luxuries unthought of before, but
tempting as the fruit in the desert to the
parched traveller, had assumed sudden i'm.
portance to him. The power unbounded
wealth would give; the ease with which he
might accumulate and make his little in.
heritance a princely fortune; the regal
mansion; splendid equipage; the foreign
tour; all opaned up to his excited imagina-
ton, splendid panorama of delights.
The cars stopped. The engine was repla-
ced by horses. One after another the pas
sengers left for their different homes, or
places of business. The merchant, Carlisle,
with oily suavity, took leave of the honest
farmer, not forgetting to compliment his
wife and praise his children. Then walk
ing on with Mark Hamilton, he resumed
the conversation.
you see ) he said, ten thousand dollars
was just the capital 1 commenced with
Doubled it, sir, in three weeks. Times were
not as hard as they are now; I could quau-
ruple it to-day. know twenty men this
very morning, who are spotted, sir. Some
could do with less, some with more-but
they'd pay enormously and give splendid
security. A man sir, with a shrewd eye
and quick ear, should never remain poor
Where'sthe sense of plodding all ones life,
tied to musty ledger and one dull round of
business? No! I'm for doing things up
fast Might as well have means in middle
life as old age
so I say cried Mark, warming up.
'Certainly--what enjoyment can a man
take when he is old? His hands are pal
sled, his eye is dim, his senses are dulled, his
feet stifened with age. He relishes no
beauty outside his own door.steps-wishes
only to rest, to sleep, to hear his fogy ne~s-
paper read, listen to one sermon week from
his favorite theologian, and sink as quietly
and as painlessly into the grave as nature
will let him. That's not my ideal. No,
uo'-he added with shrug--I wish to
taste as I 60, of all the wines of life-and
when get to the lees, 1 shall at least have
the remembered richness to console me-
Lawrence goes in for the legitimate prin-
ciplcs of trade as he calls them; said Mark
-'says a man sleeps with better con-
cience who makes haste slowly, and looks the
future in the face, with steadier eye.'
'Conscience;' said Carlisle with sneer
and a shrewd nod. Between you and me,
the conscience of a business man ought not