Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-01-03
CHAPTER XIII.
ABOUT ART.


 Edward Cossey drove from the castle in a far from happy frame of mind. To begin with, the squire and his condescending way of doing business irritated him very much, 50 much that once or twice in the course of the conversation he was within an ace of breaking the whole thing off, and only re- strained himself with difficulty from so do- ing. As it was, notwithstanding all the sac rifces and money risks which he was under going to take up these mortgages-and they were very considerable even to a man of his great prospects-he felt that he had been placed in the position of person who re- ceives g favor rather than of Q person who grants one. Moreover, there was an assllmp- tion of superiority about the old man, visible recognition of the gulf which used to be fixed between the gentleman of family and the man of business who had grown rich by trading in money and moneys worth, which was the more galling because it was founded on actual fact, and Edward Cossey knew it. All his foibles and oddities not withstanding, it would have been impossible for any man of discernment to entertain comparison between the half bankrupt squire and the young banker, who would shortly be worth between half a million and a million sterling. The former was representative, though somewhat cratic one, of all that is best in the old type of Englishmen of gentle blood, which is now so rapidly vanishing, and, indeed, of the class to which, to a very large extent, this country owes her great ness.
 No wonder that Edward Cossey felt his in- feriority to this symbol and type of the things that no more are-yes, even in the shadow of his thirty thousand pounds. For here wa have different breed. Goldsmiths two cen- turies ago, then bankers from generation to generation, money bees seeking for wealth and counting it and hiving it from decade to decade, till at last money became to them what honor is to the nobler stock-the per vading principle-and the clink of the guinea and the rustling of the bank note stirred their blood as the clang of armed men and the sound of the Tapping banner, with it's three golden hawks flaming In the sum- was wont to set the hearts of the race of Boissey, of Dofferleigh, and of De Ia Molle, beating to that tune to which England marched on to win the world. afEs
 And the upshot of all this is that the squire was not altogether wrong when he declared in the silence of his chamber that Edward Cossey was not quite a gentleman. He showed it when he allowed himself to be guided by the arts of MT. Quest into the adoption of the idea of obtaining a lien upon Ida, to be enfoyced if convenient. He showed 1t again, and what is moro he committed a huge mistake, when, oen1pted thereto by the opportunity ot the moment, hs made con- ditionai bargain with the said Ida, whereby she was placed in pledge for the sum of thirty thousand pounds, well knowing that her honor would be equal to the test, and that if convenient to him she would be ready to pay the debt. say he made huge mistake, for had ho been quite gentlsmsn he would have known that he could not have adopted a ##At --- r,,-l,% Y -i .--.- .@t s3 $.- -~---"