Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1871-07-06
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Was There Eyer Such Luck
from Chambers kdiHbursh JouraA!
CHAPTER I.-REFORM.


William bassil lived with his grand
mother and his sister Ju. at Hilton. near
Reigate. He was a clerk in the All
miralty. and had TO go up TO London in
the morning. and back 10 dinner in the
evening, which he did not mind. lie
called the railway carriage his smoking
room.
William Fassil was thirty, the grand
mother eighty, Ju. three. the a,
termcdiate generation being dead Dn
Suuase anernoonlt II was W lilIam tA--
sil's delight 10 take lon. wall, # only
be could iind n COMPANION and the
friend who most commonly came TO his
rescue Was Tom Chatteris
Tom vas not such goot company on
one Of these afternoons as usual he
listened well eloush. 50 does 4 horse :;
but he did not seem Ia take ia mean
ing with words. Al last he said /:
Look here. old fellow, | want to
speak To You seriously"
"About the weights in the Cam
bridgeshre, suppose" replied Fassll
Take my advice. Tom, and never bet
on smother horse till his number is up" ="
Il mean to improve upon it, and let
them run unbackcd altogether. Don't
look astonished as q fellow mus, give
up betting some day, and prefer do
ing it before l am quite smashed"
You. thought you were always
on winners"
No doubt have had better luck
than the majority Of hackers. but that
does not make pennyworth Of differ
enoe. A man always increases his ex-
penditure when he wins, but he never
reduces il again in proportion when he
loses. Upon my word, though it
sounds contradictory. ! am certain
that it pays better TO lose steadily from
the first, than TO start successfully, even
if you win on the average
There is a good deal Of truth in
what you say, Tom," replied Fassil /;
'but how on earth did you ever come
to discover it?"
"Well, William. the fact isl want
to marry your sister Ju. There, the
murders QUIT"
! Fass:l, who was forging ahead at
the rate Of four miles and half to the
hour, stopped 50 abruptly that his hat
shot over his forehead. "What :" he
exclaimed.
Tom continued bashfully. IL dare
say it sounds queer to you, who know
more about me than most other fellows
do, and terrible deal more than Ju.
does. 1t IL true am not worthy of
her but there would by precious few
marriages if-if men we're expected to
be as good as girls are
1T is not that, said Fassil but the
idea of your marrying And Ju. 7 And
picking up his hat, he walked on CO.
gitating.
IL have sold my hunter and my
hack have paid all my debts have
gwen up my chambers, and taken
quiet lodging At Sydennam, where
some Of my people live; and l have
looked INTO my affairs boldly before
mentioning the matter. said Tom.
Then you and Ju. are not actually
cngaged!"
Not precisely but it is all right if
l can manage to board, lodge, and
clothe her. That is the worst Of it; !
find that have been living, like fool,
on my capital, and have only FIVE
thousand pounds left. l must do come
thing and the question is, what am l
fit for? Idoubt whether should make
q goo.' parson besides, left the uni
versity without taking degree. 1t is
too late 10 start educsting ones self
for lawyer or doctor At thirty DO
you think l could get secretaryship?
As for competitive examination-l
never knew but little, and have forgot
ten that little long ago.
MY dear Tom, said Fassil graveiy,
we have always been friends. and do
not know any man I 1woud sooner have
for . broeeer in-law bat We must leOk
The thin8 squarely in the face. Ju.
has nothing she b entirely dependent
upon N, aod I live up to my small in
oons; % that sbe will be able to bring
yoa noehiag t0hsip.' $50 - 3 a
Tlnew 0at, old fsllsw.'