The Plymouth weekly Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1860-1869, 1863-01-01

was overpersuaded. My play and three
sonnets all passed the ordeal.
1T was perfect neutrality-suspicious.
thanks applause! was retiring to my
bed in ecstacy, when the inexorable hand
book rushed TO my thoughts. l opened il
at the word compliments
Compliments it sneered; never to be.
lieve one worG of the praises of the world
True merit never excites anything but en-
vy--the more you arc praised the less
you should think of yourself
NV poor MSS did not take FIVE MIN
utes in burning.
This was No. ,.
Il now turned my thoughts to acquiring
wealth. Fortunately Il merchant to whom
| had been introduced as successful spec
ulator, had condescended to express great
appreciation Of a plan had conceived. and
had expressed himself most kindly toward
me. Giving me his card he aided:
Come and see me to morrow, we will
talk this over together, and as you appear
intelligent'--these were his words-'l may
be able 10 get you a share in a most la,
cra,ive affair
'As was preparing the next morning
to keep ttis appointment. a thought cross
ell my mind--I had forgotten to consult
the handbook. l turned over its leaves
iInpatiently, till | came to the word Busi-
ness.
Business, On this point more than on
any other. mistrust is a most ;essary
quality. Speculations are doub. opera
tons; cheats ON one side and dupes en- the
other. Rue without exception: Should
any speculation be proposed to you, deem
it worthless, otherwise it would not be Of
fercd 10 YOU. as meu invariably prefer
keeping the good things of this life to them
selves
'On reading these lines, | sincerely
blessed the uncle who had snatched his
nephew from such imminent danger. As
for the merchant, need hardly say that
never went 10 hi, house, but when | met
him accidentally, turned my head aw; y
to avoid rec coan.zing him. \ wretch who
lived on da.es.
This was No 3.
Il think said was then just Iweniy-
one. Who at that ace, can help falling
in love? How beautiful Fora was how
fall OF candor, innnoeuce and modern
grace, | thought TOO, size was not quite
insensiblo 10 my devotion. Indeed, some
stolen words and glances had almost con-
ycrtod doubt into certainty. was told
she had but slight expectations, bu. |
should have been ashamed to have made
that consideration. determined on
making my sentiments known to her the
next Cay. But iirsi the handbook lay open
before me-
Love Marriage. A snare TO catch fools
To de cad. Ike the plague, the soft elances
and modest airs of portiouless girls
This is one OF the most common kinds of
trickery.'
'Ttickery. There was the word. Was
to allow myself TO be trickedP How ex-
act the description: Soft glances' modest
airs. 'portionlcss.' Ve.y nearly so-wb.t
AN escape? Without my unclc's hand
book, What would have become of me?
when met her again. my wilherng
contempt proved that her unworthy strata
gems were discovered.
This was No. 4.
Yet that evening l was exasperated
without knowing why. l wanted to be re-
venged on somebody. 1t so happened that
every one was enthusiastic in the praise
OF certain Baron, in whom | suspected
a rival. 'Baron--a Baron! l said with
sneer; titles sometimes are no more real
than their supposed owners diamonds
A p"'"'c ooifO"eu NeTDdtlm from my ln-
cles wise handbook.
'As i'll luck would have it, the Baron in
question. coming in just at that moment,
heard me. A challenge OF course ensued,
and ball in my right shoulder was the
result
This was No. 5.
For six whole weeks kept my bed
During that interval there was time for
reflection, and after that came an rresist
ible yearning to confde my meditations
to some sympathizing ear. | found this
in a cousin who came TO see me. | tod
him all.
The history of my first friend
80 you would not see him; the most es
Unable fellow IN The world His father.
who is one of our first men. could have
been of incalculable service to you
The story of nv MSS