long Sally Coffin, who the more she worked the louder and faster she talked--till it often seemed that she must faint from sheer exhaustion-but such a happy thing for Capt Tim never occurred, so that he was fain to content himself with hoping that the time would come when his wife would learn that to make home pleasant to him it would be necessary for her to put a bridle upon her tongue. Alas! 'twas a vain hope for Capt. Tim.

Now his wife long Sally, as she was called, to distinguish her from others of the same name, was a tall, slim, gaunt woman, seeming the very personification of a scold-and yet at times when her tongue was still, which truly was but seldom, one could trace on her face the remains of great beauty though almost effaced by the wrinkles and lines of

care which now were so visible. It was the last remnants of her girlhood-and no one would think who looked upon her now, that she had once been cclebrated for her beauty-and peradventure that may be the reason why Capt Tim came to marry her. The plain dress, so very neat, which she wore and the simple thee and thou language which she used, was in strange contrast to the loud voice and shrill tones that were wont to issue from her lips, and one would not willingly believe that she was one of the followers of that gentle loving sect, the Quakers. But thus it was, and so strict was she that when her daughter appeared one day with a rose-bud twined in her hair, she rebuked her and told her to put it away, as it was not seeming to be fond of gay flowers.

"Don't you

part of the vineyard,” replied the clergyman. I've side walk to come into the house.
got the Parish of
know you shouldn't be out there, my son? Go into

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'Ayc,” said the lady," and so may be ye'll get the back yard, if you want to play marbles—it is a little more steepened where ye're gaun ?" Sunday." Well, yes. But aint it Sunday in the back yard, mother?"

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Why yes, I expect a small increase in emolument, certainly."

"Ah! weel. I thought sae," retorted the old dame, "if it hae nae been the case, the Lord might have called long and loud enough, before ye would hae heerd his voice."

SELFISHNESS.

SELFISHNESS has no soul. It is a heart of stone

SOCIETY. If persons would never meet except when they have something to say, and if they would always separate when they have exhausted their pleasant or profitable topics, how delightful but alas how evanescent would be our social as. seniblages.

eries of the world-it cannot feel the pangs of thirst will be one man in the world who will know how
encased in iron. Selfishness cannot see the mis-again when you die?" "I hope she may, as there
"ARE you not afraid your wife will get married
and hunger. It robs its own grave-sells its own
to pity me."

bones to the doctor, and its soul to the devil.
Who will fight manfully against a selfish disposi-
tion? It grows gradually, and when mutual, in-
creases rapidly day by day. Prosperity and good
luck feeds the passion, silver and gold make it
selfish water at a good trade?—who has not seen
laugh outright. Who has not seen the eyes of the
him leap for joy at the rise of flour, while the poor
were starving about him? Selfishness is a passion
An anecdote is told of old Barthe, a French au
of hell, and good men should labor to keep it there.
thor, which may serve to illustrate this passion.
He called upon a dying man, to obtain his opinion
on a new comedy, and insisted that he should hear
him read it.
"Consider," said the dying man, "I
have not more than an hour to live."
plied the selfish man," but it will occupy but half
'Aye!" re-

the time."-Portland Tribune.

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"SEEING THE ELEPHANT."
"THAT'S a werry knowin' hannimal of your'n,"
said a Cockney gentleman to the keeper of an ele-
phant.

"Very," was the cool rejoinder.

"I'LL take the sense of the meeting," as the man said when he passed round the hat.

The Rural Repository.

SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 26, 1848.

BARRY'S Gleanings No. 3 came too late for our last No. By the by we hope the young ladies did not forget Barry on St. Valentine's day.

NEAL'S GAZETTE, Saturday Evening Post, and the Olive Branch, continue to spread their sweets abroad. They are

large and neatly printed sheets, and well deserving public favor. Price, two dollars per year,

THE CHRISTAIN WREATH, is a religious and literary Magazine, each number coutaining 32 octavo pages, with beautiful type, and embellished with fine mezzotint and steel plates, and colored engravings of flowers, birds, &c.-Terms, one dollar per year, J. Van Court, publisher, Philadelphia.

Letters Containing Remittances, Received at this Office, ending Wednesday last, deducting the amount of postage paid.

You will begin to wonder, Kate, what my letter is all about-and Lucy, who no doubt has read attentively so far, will ask herself when will Barry commence, for after so much prelude it is quite time; but as my space is limited, it must suffice that my letter serves as an introduction to the story which will be forthcoming in the next Ruralbearing in mind that the couple whom I have sketched above, are the parents of a very happy little Quakeress by the name of Ruth Coffin, and whom I have so long been seeking to speak of. And now, Kate, through you let Barry speak a few words with the young gossips of our little city, 'Surprising," retorted the keeper, "we've learned for it is drawing nigh unto St. Valentine's day-him to put money in that box you see up there. when it becometh all lovers to send pleasant Try him with a crown." missiles unto their lady loves; but as Barry is not a lover, and cannot therefore send any Valentines, yet he can receive them, and as it is leap year, why of course he is ready to accept any proposals "Well, that is werry hextraordinary-hastonish-Isaac Foster, to Mrs. Nancy Genry. which may be made unto him. If you will gentlying, truly!" said the green one, opening his eyes. whisper this unto the young maidens, Barry, will" Now, let's see him take it out, and hand it ever be grateful.

"He performs strange tricks and hantics, does he?" inquired the Cockney, eyeing the animal $1.25; 8. M. Garnaville. Iowa. $200; H. A. S. Brunswick, though his glass.

THE SCOTCHMAN'S CALL. A YOUNG clergyman of Scotland, being about to leave the scene of his orthodox labor for another settlement, called on an old lady belonging to his congregation, to say farewell, and to thank her for the kindness he had experienced from her.

“And sae yer gaun to leave us," said the old lady, “weel, I wash ye God's blessing; ye've been a sober, staid, discreet young mon: and I doubt not ye'll have your reward. And where are ye about to settle ?"

HOW TO FIND OUT A WIFE.
WHEN a young woman, while in the act of sweep.
ing, approaches you with kind words and gracious
looks, and politely requests you to move, for she
wants to sweep where you are sitting, depend up.
on it she is the girl you want, so far certainly, as
tulant, so domineering, as when she has a broom in
is concerned; for never is a woman so pe-
temper
her hand, except when she has a mop.

TIMELY REBUKE.-On Sunday last, a lady called "The Lord has called me to labor in a distant to her little boy who was tossing marbles on the

In this city, on the 11th inst. Agnes M. Rogers, in her 37th On the 16th inst. Ozias Miller, in his 60th year. On the 16th inst. James, son of James Goodman, aged 1 year and 2 months.

On the 19th inst. infant daughter of John and Martha J.
Crofts.

On the 20th inst. Catharine E. Carter, in her 21st year.
On the 21st inst. Sophia, daughter of John and Rebecca
Miller aged 1 year.

On the 22d inst. Alfred Rhoades, in his 31st year.

At Chatham 4 Corners, on the 14th inst. Eliza Ann, wife of Charles W. Field, aged 28 years.

In Ghent, on the 15th inst. Edward only remaining child of Dr. E. B. Pugsley, in the 20th year of his nge.

In Nantucket, on the 28th ult. Mr Gorham Bunker, aged 68

Semi-monthly Bournal, Embellished with Engravings.

W. B. STODDARD, EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR.

HUDSON, N. Y SATURDAY, MARCH 11, 1848.

Go it while yer are B'hoys! "Shall I tell yer now ?" THE old writers were particularly lenient on the follies and foibles of youth, but whether their leniency arose from any recollection of their own springtime of existence, or whether the rising gencration that was, but will be seen no more, were less boisterous, and had more respect for their elders, than those who disport themselves, in this our day-such reading and researches as we have been able to dip into on the subject do not inform us. We do, however happen to know that one term of

PAYABLE IN ADVANCE.

NUMBER 13.

necessarily impute the sin of rowdyism to such specimens of the b'hoys as our artist has sketched in the above characteristic group which may be seen in the purlieus of the Bowery, any evening after sundown. If however, by accident a slight scrimmage should occur, we make no manner of question but their souls would be in arms, and, like king Richard, eager for the fray, no matter the cause, whether the parties to be whipped were of a rival engine company, or a posse of the starsmen of weight and metal, (query, mettle ?) as some of that redoubtable force unquestionably are, but who, like Falstaff, from instinct, think discretion the better part of valor. There is one quality, however, in which the b'hoys are pre-eminentthey go it while they are-B'hoys.-Sun. Mer.

TALES.

THE FLOWER FANCIER.
A DOMESTIC STORY.

WRITTEN FOR THE DOLLAR NEWSPAPER-PHILADA.

BY MRS. HUGHS.

And for which one of the series of Premiums
offered by the Publishers was awarded
and paid.
[Concluded.]

CHAPTER IX.

THE four suceeding days, which were spent by Edmund at the bedside of his patient, were unmarked by any very particnlar circumstance to those he left behind, except that the Sheriff had issued his bills for the sale of the farm, which was to take place in two weeks. But as Flora felt little doubt of raising the money, provided Selby were able to leave his patient in time to negotiate the business of the Consul's note, her chief anxiety. now rested on that circumstance. But notwithstanding the buoyancy of her hopes, the affectionate's girl's mind was kept in a continual state of fluctuation; and though anxious to give all the comfort in her power to poor Emma, she was afraid of feeding her hopes too confidently, lest disappointment should come, after all, and only be the more severe, on account of the flattering expectations that she had encouraged. At length, however, she had the satisfaction of seeing Edmund depart, and sent after him the prayers of one of the purest

reproach which is but too often known to the
modern civic juvenile, was unknown to our ances.
tors. We mean the term Row, and its concomi-hearts that ever beat in human bosom. Yet when
tant adjective Rowdy. That this word is a cor-
ruption of the old word route we could had we
time, offer the most indubitable proof; but, n'im.
porte-it is sufficient to say that Byron has the
honor of introducing the terms, Row and Rowdy,
and we would have rowed him famously into the
English language.

she saw Mr. Power, whose manly mind never gave way to lamentation, sit, as he now frequently did, absorbed in anxious thought, them start up and traverse the room with hurried and agitated steps; or beheld his wife, who, under happier circumstances, had seldom been without some subject on which to pour forth her complaints, now passing The reader must not suppose that we would through the house silent and sad, thus proving how

with great apparent interest. "I will go to him {}
again," said the noble-minded girl, making a vio.
lent effort with herself. "Perhaps even at the
eleventh hour he may relent." Proceeding to the
garden, she accosted him with as much of her
usual courtesy as she could command.

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"It is certainly not inimical to either of these, but perfectly consistent with both."

"Let me know what it is then, sir," said Flora, who was ready to catch at a shadow of hope, for the agony of her feelings was becoming intolerable. "I will put it in a form as little repulsive to your "Ah, Miss Flora!" he exclaimed, coming for- delicacy as possible. If you will promise not to ward to meet her the moment she appeared, "I am spurn my son away from you when he comes with happy to see you looking so well-improving in the proffer of his devoted affection, which I assure beauty daily!" and as he spoke, the flattering you has been the governing principle of his life since guardian put forth his hand, which, however, as he was a mere child-if, I say, you will promise the proud girl could not condescend to touch, she only not to spurn him from you, the sale shall be appeared not to see. "And here is your interest-stopped immediately." ing little friend," he continued, as Annette at the moment approached and placed herself, as if in the character of a protector, by Flora's side. "How curious it is to observe the occasional flashes of intellect that occur in this poor idiot's mind!" he continued, speaking hastily, as if, by not allowing a pause to take place, he could prevent Flora, from touching on the business that he was well assured had brought her into the garden. "Her mind is really a fit subject for Dugal Stewart himself, and I wonder her brother has never been tempted to take her over to that great philosopher."

Dr. Selby as you know, Mr. Travers, has but little in his power, as regards a command of money," said Flora. "If that had not been the case, we should not have had the pain of seeing such an assemblage here to-day."

deep a root sorrow had taken in her mind; or when
she turned to the gentle and helpless Emma, and
found that the tears she was incapable of wiping
away were constantly trickling down her face,
Flora felt as if she could hardly struggle through
the time until Edmund's return. In addition to all
these painful circumstances, the flower fancier, to
whom she had really become much attached, and
who had never come near her without bringing
something comforting with him, had disappeared,
and on inquiring about him, she was told that he
had gone off in the New-York mail the day after
her flowers had been destroyed, without saying to
any one whether he intended to return. That he
would do so some time or other, Flora did not
doubt; but when that would be, she could not
conjecture, and she mourned over his absence as
a loss that was not likely to be soon supplied.
Even this loss, however, deeply as she felt it, was
soon forgotten in the consternation she felt on being
informed, by Mrs. Selby, on the fifth day of her
son's absence, when they had all begun to calcu-
late on the probable chance of his being at home
by the following one, that she had a letter from him
requesting her to scarch his chamber, and every
place in which he ever kept papers, for the consul's
note, as he had found, to his infinite surprise and
disappointment, that it was not in his pocket book,
though he had not the slightest recollection of ever
having taken it out after showing it to Mr. Travers.
The young man evidently wrote in great agitation, Ah, true! Hem! He has not I believe been
and after a tender message to his dear Flora, he very successful as a practitioner, and has besides
merely added the request that his mother would great incumbrances, which must always keep him
forward the important paper as soon as possible. wretchedly straitened. It is a pity! He is, I be-
But, alas! vain were all the anxious mother's relieve, a young man of tolerably good abilities."
searches for the missing document; and though
she even sent for Flora to assist her, it was found
to be equally unavailing, and she was obliged at
last to write to her son to inform him of her ill
success. What heart will not sympathize with
Flora at this distressing crisis! Pale and agitated,
yet struggling to repress her own painful thoughts,
that she night the better minister comfort to the
sad and mourning Emma, she wandered about,
unable to do anything but calculate the time that
must necessarily clapse before her lover's return,
and dreading that he might not be able to get back
in time even to comfort them with his presence at
the trying moment; for our readers must remember
that, at the time of which we are speaking, rail-this little flower has begun to fold its scarlet mantle
roads were unknown in this country. Emma's
quick eye soon saw the increased depression of her
friend's spirits, and though her tenderness for the
being who was the innocent cause of their misfor-gave way to his sportive fancy.
tunes prevented her from speaking of it, her own
grief became more and more apparent.

At length, the day, the sickening moment arrived when the wagons began to drive in, and those who are ever ready to crowd to a vendue, to meet their acquaintances and enjoy themselves, without bestowing a thought on the sufferers, were rapidly collecting. Mr. Power had locked himself up in his own room, and his wife had taken her seat in silent grief by the couch of her daughter, whilst Flora kept pacing between it and the window, straining her eyes to catch a glimpse of Edmund, but looking, alas! in vain. The sale was adver. tised to commence at four o'clock, and it was now nearly three. Flora went to the window for the hundredth time, to look for Selby, when she saw Mr. Travers in the garden, examining her flowers

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"If those are the terms," replied Flora with all the calmness of settled despair, "I must submit to see my friends crushed before my eyes."

"By the alternative that I offer, you will secure to yourself wealth, luxury and power; by the path you are evidently marking out for yourself, you can hope for nothing but poverty, deprivation and misery! Let me advise you therefore my dear Miss Flora, to reflect cooly before you decide."

"If misery is to be my portion, at all events," said the noble girl, in a firm tone of voice, “she shall at least come to me in the garb of a spotless conscience."

"Eh! ha! Mr. Goodwin!" cried the lawyer to the auctioneer, who was standing as if waiting for his orders," it is time for you to commence business."

"Oh! do not hurry the sale, sir," cried Flora in an agony of distress-" a few minutes may be of importance by bringing us relief.”

"It is past the appointed time," said Mr. Travers, in a much less courteous tone than he had hitherto used in addressing his ward; and pune. tuality, you know, Mr. Goodwin, is the soul of

The auctioneer smiled and bowed, but Flora again urged

"It is not yet four by our clock," said she, "and I hope you will not commence an instant before the time."

Flora's breast swelled, but she disdained to make
any remark, and the affable lawyer continued-
"You really have a most splendid show of flow-business."
ers here, Miss Flora. How beautiful those gladi.
oles are! I never saw finer. The gladiole is one
of those magnificent flowers that have recently
been brought to us from South America. And that
tiger flower-that is a Mexican plant, I believe.
How splendid it is, and how curious, too! Have
you noticed, Miss Flora, how punctually it will tell
you the time of day? When you find it has folded
over its broad red petals, you may rely upon its
being four o'clock; but whatever your time-pieces
may say, you may be sure it is not so late, unless

about it to protect itself, as it were, against the
coming night!" and the facetious guardian laughed
sweetly and in a gentleman-like manner as he thus

"Will you allow me again to speak, sir," said the ward, who was but little disposed to join in his playfulness, "on the painful subject of this sale? It is distressing to me beyond anything that I can express, to have this worthy family thrown into difficulties on my account, and you could scarcely point out an alternative to which I would not sub. mit.”

"Ah, true, Miss Flora, I have no doubt it is a painful circumstance to a mind of sensibility like yours, and I should be most happy if conscientiously I could oblige you. Let me see-there is one way, and that such as would not be thought a very difficult one either by people in general, by which this business might be compromised."

"Name it, sir! If it is not inconsistent with either honor or duty, it shall be done."

"I assure you, Miss Flora," returned the guardian," your clock must be altogether wrong, for it is much later by the day.”

As he said this, Annette, who after a dozen circuits round the garden after bees, butterflies, and a variety of other things, but who was again by the side of her friend, pulled Flora's frock, and pointing to the tiger flower, cried, "Look! look!"' Flora immediately recollected Mr. Travers' own assertion, and with a little mischief in her eye, that even her distress could not subdue, she said—

We have here a natural clock that we can none of us dispute!" and she pointed as she spoke to the flower, the leaves of which were still fully expanded.

The lawyer's face reddened with rage, which it was evidently an effort with him to keep from bursting out, and he walked away with the auctioneer. Flora stood watching alternately, the flower and the road along which she expected to see her lover arrive, and still hoping against hope itself that the lost paper might have been found and relief still be at hand.

CHAPTER X.

Flora had not watched long, when the wellknown form of him she looked for met her view. Scarcely able to restrain herself from flying to meet him, she stood trembling till he drew sufficiently

in an ordinary tone of voice, produced a very pe-
culiar sensation on the whole party. All ears were
open, and all eyes divided their glances between
the flower fancier and the father and son. Mr.
Travers in general, liked to be looked at, consider.

posited it there. All these things were arranged before either Mrs. Selby or her son returned; nor did Dr. Selby discover his loss till his arrival at Canandaigua-a striking proof of the necessity of a man's taking care to have all his credentials before setting out on a journey. But to return to business. I found Miss Flora the following morning in great distress, on account of having had a number of her finest flowers destroyed in the night by some one or other. I had no doubt that the shameful action had been committed by the ruffian who had so cruelly terrified the helpless little idiot, and longed to know who the villain was that I might chastise him as he deserved; and on looking narrowly about the injured plants, I to my great satisfaction found a knife, which had no doubt, been dropped in the hurry of escaping when in danger of being detected. The knife bears the name of Alfred Travers engraved on the silver plate.”

Here the narrator was interrupted by a young man, one of the five in the back-ground, who started up and exclaimed, with great energy :

near for her to distinguish the expression of his addressed himself:-" You wished to know what countenance, when at once all hope died away in security I have to give for my purchase; I will her heart, nor had he any thing to say when he satisfy you in a few minutes, but I have first to got up to her that was calculated to revive it. The settle some little business in which your son is a paper was not to be found; and though Mr. Tyr-sharer with you." These few words, pronounced rell seemed quite sure, that had the Consul been in the way he would gladly have supplied him with another, that functionary was unfortunately out of the country at the time, and poor Selby had no other resource than to return home as poor as he went. As they were speaking, the tiger flowering it a suitable homage to his greatness; but now put on its scarlet mantle, at which Annette set up he felt somehow, strangely uncomfortable. The a loud laugh; Flora turned into the house and took green spectacled gentleman proceeded: "A few her melancholy seat by Emma's side, while Ed- evenings ago, having gone to Mrs. Selby's with mund went to join the throng that began to crowd the intention of sitting an hour with that lady and around the auctioneer. Soon the discordant voice her son, whom I had seen going home a short time of the salesman struck their ear, and though they before, I was told by the girl that they were out could not distinguish his words, they found, by in search of Annette, who was missing. I imme. the long continuance of the contest, that there ciately recollected that I had seen the young girl was a pretty warm struggle. At length the loud sitting, after sundown, beside some flowers in this blow of the hammer was heard, and at the same young lady's garden,” and as the flower fancier moment Flora dropped on her knees, and taking spoke, he motioned respectfully towards Flora. the almost lifeless hand of her friend, she pressed"Thinking it was probable she might have dropped it affectionately to her lips, whilst Mrs. Power asleep there, I came to the garden, and heard as clasped hers together and rocked back and forward I approached it the poor child give a terrified "You may save yourself the trouble," returned in silence. scream. I reached the front gate in time to see a the flower dealer, " for he will not go unrewarded. man make his escape by the side one. The child The same day," he continued, “the faithful emisvery willingly accompanied me and I took her sary, Mike, brought me a letter, directed to Mr. home. We arrived before any of those who were Goodbehere, a merchant of New-York, with whom gone in search of her had returned, and on entering I am well acquainted, and believing that I was the parlor, I was not a little surprised to find Mr. perfectly well aware of the purport of the commuTravers' man Mike there, who was in the act of nication, I desired the man to put it into the office replacing Dr. Selby's pocket-book, which he had and I myself took a seat in the same mail by which taken from the pocket of his coat that was lying it was conveyed to its destination. I was comfort. on a chair near the door. I immediately collared ably seated in Mr. Goodbehere's counting-house the fellow, and though he was powerful, I happened when your letter, sir," said the merchant address. to be the stronger of the two. When he founding himself directly to Mr. Travers, “arrived, and there was no chance of escape, he showed me what he had taken, and said if I would promise to release him he would prove to me that he only acted for another. He then produced a paper signed Alfred Travers, in which he was promised fifty dollars for the paper he had purloined.”

“It is over now, and we have nothing to do but to be resigned," said Emma, speaking with more composure than she had been able to command for many days," and I am sure you will not leave us, Flora."

"Oh, no,” cried Flora, "I will stay with you work for you, comfort and cheer you. Though I have not been able to ward off the cruel blow, I will strain every nerve to mitigate its effects."

At this moment, the lock of the parlor door was touched, and Flora had scarcely time to rise from her kneeling position, when the door opened and the flower fancier entered.

"Walk in, gentleman," said he, holding open the door as he spoke, and Mr. Travers, his son and Dr. Selby entered. " Andy d you, too, Mr. Point," he added, continuing to speak to some one who seemed to be hesitating whether to enter or not— Here Mr. Point lost all command of himself, "I would wish you and your companions all to and exclaimed-" By Blackstone! that's a capital come in; for as I have declined giving my name, roguery, and a capital felony into the bargain!" I may want you perhaps to perform some friendly The whole party was astounded. Mr. Power rose office for me." Thus invited, Mr Point, who was from his seat; Dr. Selby's face glowed with fierce the rival of Mr. Travers, at the bar, immediately indignation; and Flora fearful that her lover could came forward, accompanied by five other chiefs of not restrain his anger, held up her beautiful little the village, all of whom the flower merchant very hand, as if to deprecate any interference. Mr. courteously requested to be seated; after which he Travers, the tall self-important Mr. Travers, had turned to the mistress of the house and asked her sunk to zero. Large drops of perspiration stood to send for Mr. Power. She left the room and on his brow; his lower jaw fell, his knees knocked almost immediately returned, accompanied by her and his mean soul seemed to be in the very exhusband. A little bustle ensued before the drama-tremity of agony. The face of the son was of an tis persona were arranged "in order due;" but the flower fancier, notwithstanding the quietness of his manners, took a very active part in the arrange. ments. To Mr. Travers and son he assigned a center position in the tableau vivant. Next to Mr. Travers he placed his brother lawyer, whilst the other gentlemen, not being official characters, modestly fell into the ranks in such places as were vacant. On the opposite side of the room lay the invalid, attended by her ministering angel, Flora, by whose side Selby had stationed himself; the master and mistress of the house completing the group. When all were arranged, the flower fancier stationed himself opposite to the important person of the party, alias, Mr. Travers, to whom he thus

ashy whiteness, yet he tried to assume an air of
composure, in which probably, from not being so
well acquainted with the danger of his situation,
he succeeded tolerably well. The flower fancier,
always gentlemanly, but quiet in his manner, had
now assumed a lofty and commanding tone, though
his language was marked by a rigid simplicity;
and as the waves of this slight ebulution subsided
he resumed his narrative:

"It was agreed between us that I should keep
the security for the fifty dollars in my hands, but
that he should deliver to his young employer the
paper he was so anxious to obtain. I also made
him promise to show me any letter that might be
given him to put in the post office, before he de-

"I will lead the way, if any body will join me in tarring and feathering the rascal."

as the epistle was given to me to read, I saw that you required, for the document for which you off. ered Dr. Selby a hundred dollars no less a sum than twenty thousand."

At these words an expression of astonishment escaped from all, except the father and son, who were both stunned and stupefied by the accumulated evidence of their guilt. The flower fancier proceeded

I was allowed to retain your letter, and was likewise charged with an unsealed answer to it, to bring to you; but before I deliver up any of my credentials, I must insist that you immediately, in the presence of this company, restore to Dr. Selby the stolen paper, and also make an apology to him; for though your name does not appear connected with the robbery, you are too good a lawyer not to know that, by receiving it and attempting to negotiate the sale, you are implicated in a criminal action. If this is not directly done, you must expect both yourself and son to be treated as criminals. So now, sir, make your choice."

"I believe-I do not think-I have not the pa. per with me," stammered the guilty man, scarcely able to articulate the words; "but Dr Selby shall have it. Indeed, I never meant—"