Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1868-03-26
do not seem very happy tonight. Are you sick p

! "No." 80 .
! "What ails you, then?"
Nothing" . .....
II am glad tohearit;" )" and Mr.. Spindle, though
he was perfectly satisfied that something was the
matter, was so provoking as to drop the converse
ton, and turn his attention to the paper again.
"Mrs. Blount had on an elegant new silk dress, u
continued the lady, after while. I suppose she
came here on purpose to show it.
"Very likely; have known ladies to be guilty
Of such weakness, !" replied Spindle, wickedly.
''It is an age since I had new silk dress. ]
only wish you were in Bbunt's shoes
BAH"
A very expressive inteuection this, which was @
peculiar favorite with Mr.. Spindle 1t was, in
deed, almost the only means he had Of satistacto
rily expressing his disgust.
" You would be contents1 if you only had one
shirt to your back"
"I should try to be, if could not get another. u
'If you were only in Blount's circumstances,
should be perfectly contented."
"Rrhaps you would p replied Spindle incredu.
lousy.
"I k,,o,o should be-"
"I have made up my mind that person who is
not contented in one sphere will not be in another.
Do you remember when had salary Of only four
hundred dollarsP
"What of itp'
'aThen, if we could get an income of one thous-
and year, and this very house, you would be sat,
isfed."
"We associate with people SO much better off,
that I cannot but feel our inferiority."
"Bahp'
eve don't have anything like other folks. Here
we are 'skived up in this little martin-box Of a
house, no dinners, no parties, only one servant and
one new dress year."
Dreadful, isn't my dear %
"You, who are away all your time about your
business, don't feel as do
"Poor woman |"
But Mrs. Spindle went on in spite Of her hus-
band ridicule, to enumerate list of wants and
Deficiencies which it would pain q reasonable per-
son to read and which included hundred things
that her husbands salary placed far beyond her
reach.
Her ''bright, glowing STAR" at present, was the
social position Of the Blounts but it was far, very
far off, which made her desire to reach it all the
more. A larger house, finer furniture, newer dress
es, more opera, more fashionable dissipation, were
just then her ideal of perfect happiness.
But Mrs. S. was discontented-and she had
been dscontented all her life. From being shop
girl, she had become the wife of poor clerk,
which seemed to her, ut the time, to be taking o
long step. She was habitual grumbler, and after
three years of married life, her husband had made
up his mind that marriage was lottery, and that
he had drawn blank.
About three months after the scene we have in
troduced, Mr.. Simpson received visit from a sea-
captain who had just returned from Valparaiso,
where the former had an uncle who was reputed to
have had handsome fortune. This uncle had a
wife and one child, so that Spindle had never al
lowed the Valparaiso fortune to form one of his
expectations
But the sea-captain informed him that his uncle
was dead; and not only his uncle, but his uncle
wife and child. This was most astounding intelli-
gence, and Spindle had nearly turned himself in
side out in the excitement of the moment.
The fortune had been left to him and another
nephew of deceased, and Spindle wanted to turn a
QOuDlG SOmGTbtG Hucu ndo lOu Iiioo LILO oiioiS v
rather exceeded fifty thousand dollars.
But Spindle was queer fellow; after the first
excitement had spent itself, he relapsedinto kind
of stoical indifference, which, however, was appa-
rently not in the least real. When he went to din
ner that day he did not even mention the fact OF
his sudden attainment of wealth but waited till
in the evening, when the Blounts were alluded to
in the usual manner.
Of course Mrs Spindle was overwhelmed with
astonishment and delight; and while Spindle cool
ly read the morning paper as though nothing had
happened she pictured out the establishment they
would have, and in particular wondered what the
Blounts would say now.
Sixmonths after, and Spindle has the fifty thous-
and dollars in his possession, minus ten or fifteen,
which it required to satisfy Mrs. Spindles modest
desires in the matter of house and furniture. They
live in Wide street now, and the Blounts are conf
pletely distanced Mrs Spindle has very serious
thoughts of cutting them, on account Of having
received calls from sundry persons whose sphere
was peg higher than the Blounts but the salts
faction of calling upon Mrs B. in new silk dress,
every three months cannot be lightly dispensed
with, and the patronizing friends of humber days
are retained for the sake Of ''gorying over them.
A year may be short, or very long time, de-
pending entirely upon the circumstances under
which it is passed away. To Spindle it has been
the longest year he ever know-to Mrs. Spindle,
the shortest The late clerk in the brokers' office
finds that elegant leisure is not only unprofta-
bic but exceedingly tedious. He had been accus-
toned to life of activity; and riding, walking,
lolling about, hang heavy on his hands.
Mrs. Spindle has had her hands full. Parties
and visiting have kept her full of excitement, but
even upon her senses they began to pail, and she
has found out the meaning of that ugly word ZEN
nui."
Spindle sits in an easy chair, reading the even
ing paper-it is almost the only satisfaction he ex.
periences in the course of the day. His lady has
lust come in from promenade Of the fashionable
side of Broadway. She throws herself languidly
into chair
"Oh dear!" gasps she
Mr.. Spindle only glanced at her over the top OF
his evening paper.
"Oh! dear'' almost groaned Mrs. Spindle.
Mr.. Spindle understood this as a prelude to
some complaint of more than ordinary seriousness
but he was so provoking not to ask her what the
matter was.
"Ohl dear me!' repeated Mrs Spindle.
Still Spindle was immovable.