Seseshenreta aca a a Mi TRUE RICHES: OR, WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. By T. S. ARTHUR. BOSTON: L. P. CROWN & CO., 61 CORNHILL. 1852. i saiespeemeennelanentaanemraaetee eee Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1852, by J. W. BRADLEY, . in the — Office of the District Court of the United States in and for the Eastern District of Pennsylvania. ne STEREOTYPED BY L. JOHNSON AND 00. PHIPADELPHIA. tere LES CLL LLL INTRODUCTION. THE original title chosen for this book was “ Riches without Wings ;” but the author becoming aware, before giving it a permanent form, that a volume bearing a similar title had appeared some years ago, of which a new edition was about to be issued, thought it best to substitute therefor, “True Riches; or, Wealth without Wings,” which, in fact, expresses more accurately the character and scope of his story. The lessons herein taught are such as cannot be learned too early, nor dwelt on too long or too often, by those who are engaged in the active and all-absorbing duties of life. In the struggle for natural riches—the wealth that meets the eye and charms the imagination— how many forget that true riches can only be laid up in the heart; and that, without these true riches, which have no wings, gold, the god of this world, cannot bestow a single blessing! To give this truth a varied charm for young and old, the author has made of it a 1* 5 ae _ INTRODUCTION. new presentation, and, in so doing, sought to invest it with all the winning attractions in his power to bestow. To parents who regard the best interests of their children, and to young men and women just stepping upon the world’s broad stage of action, we offer our book, in the confident belief that it contains vital prin- ciples, which, if laid up in the mind, will, like good seed in good ground, produce an after-harvest, in the garnering of which there will be great joy. TRUE RICHES. CHAPTER I. “A FatR day’s business. Reading, I believe,” was the answer. “Will he return soon ?”’ ‘Not for several days, I believe.” With a heavy heart, Claire bent his way home- ward. He cherished a faint hope that Fanny might have returned. The hope was vain. Here he lin- gered but a short time. His next step was to give information to the police, and to furnish for all the morning papers an advertisement, detailing the cir- cumstances attendant on the child’s abduction. This done, he again returned home, to console, the best he could, his afflicted wife, and to wait the develop- ments of the succeeding day. Utterly fruitless were all the means used by Claire to gain intelligence of the missing child. Two days went by, yet not the least clue to the mystery of her absence had been found. There was no response to the newspaper advertisements ; and the police confessed themselves entirely at fault. Exhausted by sleepless anxiety, broken in spirit by this distressing afiliction, and almost despairing in regard to the absent one, Mr. and Mrs. Claire were seated alone, about an hour after dark on the evening of the third day, when the noise of rum- bling wheels ceased before their door. Each bent an ear, involuntarily, to listen, and each started with an exclamation, as the bellrang with a sudden jerk. Almost simultaneously, the noise of wheels was again heard, and a carriage rolled rapidly away. WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 125 Two or three quick bounds brought Claire to the door, which he threw open. “Fanny !”’ he instantly exclaimed; and in the next moment the child was in his arms, clinging to him, and weeping for joy at her return. With a wonderful calmness, Mrs. Claire re- ceived Fanny from her husband, murmuring as she did so, in a subdued, yet deeply gratified voice— “OQ, God! I thank thee!” But this calmness in a little while gave way, and her overstrained, but now joyful feelings, poured themselves forth in tears. Poor child! She too had suffered during these three never-to-be-forgotten days, and the marks of that suffering were sadly visible in her pale, grief- touched countenance. To the earnest inquiries of her foster-parents, Fanny could give no very satisfactory answer. She had no sooner left the square with the lady mentioned by little Edith, than she was hurried into a carriage, and driven off to the cars, where a man met them. This man, she said, spoke kindly to her, showed her his watch, and told her if she would be a good girl and not cry, he would take her home again. In the cars, they rode for a long time, until it grew dark; and still she said the cars kept going. After a while she fell asleep, and when she awoke it was morning, and she was lying on a bed. The same lady was with her, and, speaking kindly, told her not to be frightened—that nobody would hurt her, and that she should go home in a day or two. “But I did nothing but cry,” said the child, in 11* 126 TRUE RICHES; OR, her own simple way, as she related her story. ‘Then the lady scolded me, until I was frightened, and tried to keep back the tears all I could. But they would run down my cheeks. A good while after breakfast,” continued Fanny, “‘the man who had met us at the cars came in with another man. They talked with the lady for a good while, looking at me as they spoke. Then they all came around me, and one of the men said— “<¢Don’t be frightened, my little dear. No one will do you any harm; and if you will be a right good girl, and do just as we want you to do, you shall go home to-morrow.’ ’ “T tried not to cry, but the tears came running down my face. Then the other man said sharply— “¢Come now, my little lady, we can’t have any more of this! If you wish to go home again to- morrow, dry your tears at once. There! there! Hush all them sobs. No one is going to do you any harm.’ “T was so frightened at the way the man looked and talked, that I stopped crying at once. “ WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 135 Edith bent her head, thoughtfully, for some mo- ments. She then said— “Do you believe that Mr. Jasper gave the true reason for wishing to have Fanny ?”’ “That he might superintend her education ?” s¢ Yes.” ‘No, Edith, I do not. I believe a selfish motive alone influenced him.” ‘You have good reasons for so thinking ?”” ‘The best of reasons. I need not repeat them; they are as familiar to you as they are to me.”’ ‘“‘Do you believe.that, under his superintendence, she will receive a better education than under ours ?” ‘She will, undoubtedly, Edith, if remaining with us she fails to bring the means of education. We are poor, Edith, and the claims of our own children —bone of our bone and flesh of our flesh—must not be forgotten.” A quick change passed over Edith. Her counte- nance became troubled. The difficulties in the way of retaining the child were suddenly magnified to her thoughts. Ah! how painfully did she feel that often the first gipps in the way of duty are among thorns. “Can we be just to Fanny and just also to our own children?” asked Claire. “Tf we still received the old sum for her main- tenance, we could. I would not ask its increase to the amount of a single dollar.’ “Nor I, Edith. Were we certain of having this continued, there would be no doubt.’” “There would be none in my mind. As for 136 TRUE RICHES; OR, the higher position in society which she would attain, as an inmate of Mr. Jasper’s family, that might not be to her the greatest good; but prove the most direful evil. She could not be guarded there, in her entrance into life, as we would guard her. The same love would not surround her as a protecting sphere. I tremble at the thought, Edward. How great would be her danger! Fourfold would be her temptation, and tenfold her exposure.” ‘We will keep her,” said Claire, firmly, as his wife ceased speaking. ‘She must not be so ex- posed. God has given her to us; she is our child, for we love her as tenderly as if she were of our own blood. When her mother was taken, God transferred the love she had borne her child into your bosom, and from that time you became her mother. No, Edith, we must not let her go forth, in her tender imnocence. We love her as our own; let us share with her the best we have; let her become more really our own than she has et been.” “Tf,” said Edith, after some moments, “ we lose the regular income from Mr. Jasper, Fanny will be deprived of most important advantages. Just now we are about adding materially to%the cost of her education.”’ ‘“T know,” replied Edward. ‘ But if the come is withheld ?” ‘We have not yet applied for it.”’ Claire looked, for some moments, steadily into his wife’s face. | “You think, then, that we should make the usual application ?”’ f WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 137 “T have not said so, Edward. My mind is far from clear. Jasper may not, now, want the trouble of Fanny. He doubtless had some purpose to subserve when he demanded her ; a purpose gained, probably, at the time of her mysterious removal from the city, which I have always believed was through his agency. If you were to send for the money, as usual, it is more than probable that he would pay it.” “But, if he should refuse, and demand the child ?”’ “Tf his purpose to do this remains, and he has forgotten Fanny’s age, your omission to send for the money will be more likely to call his thought to the subject, than your regular demand for the price of her maintenance.”’ “True.” ‘And if he still means to have her, the execu- tion of his purpose cannot in any event be long delayed.” No.” “Can we unaided give her the education she is entitled to receive ?” Claire shook his head. “Then had ‘we not better continue to apply for the sum necessary to her support and education. If Mr. Jasper is indifferent about her, the money will be paid as usual; if he means to take her into his own family, our failure to apply will defer but for a very short season the evil day.”’ Edith’s mind had become clear by this time. Her husband not making an immediate reply, she added— 12* 138 TRUE RICHES; OR, ‘This acting on mere policy, is never, I think, the wisest. Does it not clearly involve a distrust in Providence, and a weak reliance on mere human prudence? ‘There is a provision for Fanny’s sup- port and education, and she is justly entitled to all those natural advantages which this provision was designed to give. Under Providence, Mr. Jasper has been chosen her guardian; and under Provi- dence the personal care of the child has fallen to our lot. Thus far we have endeavoured to discharge our duty faithfully—thus far we have done as well by the child as if she had been our own. Now, if it is best for her to remain with us, the same Provi- dence will so dispose of events as to provide for her remaining ; but if it is best for her to go into the family of Mr. Jasper, she will go there. Let us not, therefore, in our practical distrust of Provi- dence, seek to hide ourselves from the observation of a mere creature.”’ ‘‘T see much in this,” said Claire, as soon as his wife had ceased speaking. ‘ Man proposes; God disposes. With Him are all our ways. Out of the evil designs and selfish purposes of men, He is ever bringing forth good.” “Then let us not fear to trust him. As we have been doing, let us continue to do, confidently believing that He will overrule all for good. To our present sight, it seems, that, unless we receive, as heretofore, a sum of money for Fanny's support and education, we cannot do for her what is right. This, at least, is my view.” ‘And it is mine,”’ replied the husband. WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 139 “Then let us act from the light we have. None can do better than this.” And so it was determined to send an order to Jasper, as usual. CHAPTER XV. On the next day, a fellow-clerk, who had always performed this little service for Claire, took the order to Jasper. With a nervous impatience that he found it impossible to repress, Claire awaited his return. On his appearance, he said, with ill-con- cealed anxiety— “Did he pay the order ?”’ The young man shook his head. “What! Didn’t pay it?’ Though half-ex- pecting such a result, he was none the more pre- pared for it, nor the less disturbed when it was known. “No; he said that the contract entered into with you for boarding the child was at an end three months ago.” ‘What else did he say ?” ‘‘ Nothing else.” “ Did he send no message to me of any kind ?”’ “None. When I handed him the order, he pushed it back, and used the words I have repeated. I waited a little while for some further remark, but he made none.” “Did he seem angry ?” 140 TRUE RICHES; OR, “Not angry; but rather pleased, I should say, There was a heartless smile on his face, as if he en- joyed the act of refusal.”’ Claire made no further remark. For a time he groped about, mentally, like one in darkness and. lost. It appeared as if there was no escape; as if the evil which had long dogged his steps was upon him. But in a short time, a ray of light shone in here and there, paths that might be walked in safely were dimly perceived—escape seemed possible. Still, he was deeply depressed and sorely troubled. Edith received the intelligence in a calmer spirit than her husband had expected. ‘¢ The way will be made plain before us,” said she. “It is plainer now than it was last night—much plainer.”’ ** How can you say that, Edith ?”’ ‘“‘ Mr. Jasper has refused to pay any thing more to us for Fanny’s support.”’ “< Yes.” ‘¢ But in the refusal said nothing about our giving her up to him.” “<< Well ?” ‘“‘T gather from this, and the fact that he was aware of her being twelve years old, that he does not really want her now in his own family, but re- fuses to pay us for her board and education from a feeling of ill-will toward you. His manner to the young man who presented the order clearly indi- cates this.” ‘You may be right there, Edith,’’ said Claire, a further light breaking into his mind. ‘ We have at WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 141 Jeast done our duty toward Fanny in making this demand on her guardian. And now, the question left for us to decide may be whether it will be just toward her, and also toward our own children, still to keep her in our own family, and let her share, with the others, the best that it is in our power to ive.” oe And will it be hard to make that decision ?” said Edith, a slight flush coming into her earnest face. “J think not,” was the firm reply. “Have we loved her less than our own?” asked Edith. “T believe not.” “Love seeks the highest good for its object.” “'Yes—yes.”’ “(Can a stranger love the child as we have loved her ?”’ Claire shook his head. “Qan a stranger, even with more of what the world gives, yet with less of a genuine affection, se- cure for her, as we may, what should justly be re- garded as the highest good in life.” “No stranger can ever be to her, Edith, what you have been, and will continue to be.”’ ‘“ We must not thrust her out, Edward. We can- not thrust her out. While God permits her to re- main, let us keep her, assured that He will send for her use all things needful.” “Most cheerfully will I prolong my daily toil for her sake,” replied Claire; ‘‘ and cheerfully will I make sacrifice of personal comfort. Yes, let her re- main where she is, so long as, in God’s providence, 142 , TRUE RICHES; OR, she is permitted to remain. If Jasper continues to withhold the price of her maintenance, there will be the more left for her when she becomes of age; and then, if there are defects in her education, a few years of earnest application on her part, will re- move them. Even now, we could compel him to pay for her a reasonable sum, but in securing this, we would assuredly lose the child, for this man’s anger would burn hot against us.”’ ‘‘T have thought of that,” replied Edith. ‘“ No, our only plain course, for the present, is to look away from Jasper, and regard Fanny as one of our own children.” To this conclusion the mind of Claire and his wife came firmly. Then the painful agitation they had for some time suffered gradually subsided, and they began earnestly to cast about for the ways and means whereby so large an extra draft as was likely to be made upon their slender income could be met. Two propositions were made by Edith: one was, that they should make a reduction in their expenses, by moving into a smaller house. They now paid two hundred dollars annually for rent ; and she was sure that, for one hundred and fifty, they might suit themselves very well. The other proposition was, to give two or three hours every evening, after the children were in bed, to fine needle-work, in which she was well skilled. “T could easily earn two dollars a week, in this way, was her confident remark. Claire, who had other plans in his mind, did not speak very encouragingly of these propositions, WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 143 though he avoided disapproval. Increased expense demanded an increase of income; and his thoughts were all now bent suggestively in that direction. As for Edith, her burdens were heavy enough; and her husband, though he did not check her generous enthusiasm, by no means acquiesced in the plan of evening toil for his wife out of the range of her many domestic duties. A few days went by, with no incident of import- ance. Claire, during the time, appeared, to: his wife more thoughtful that usual. One evening he came home with a brighter countenance. “Good news, Edie,” said he in a cheerful voice, as soon as the children’s glad and noisy welcome of their father was over; and he drew his wife aside as he spoke. “ Good news, dear,” he repeated. ‘I was sure the way would open for us, and it has opened.” “How, Edward?” asked Edith, with a quickly flushing face. ‘‘ How has it opened ?” “T’ve secured employment for my evenings, at six dollars a week. So all will go on with us the same as usual. ‘The only drawback lies in the fact that you will have to remain at home alone. But, = the sake of the end, you will bear that cheer- a The light which had come into Edith’s counte- nance faded. “What kind of employment ?” she inquired, with a slight huskiness of voice. | “T’ve engaged to act as clerk in an auction store, where they have regular night-sales.”’ Edith shook her head. 144 TRUE RICHES; OR, ‘“‘T thought you would he so delighted,” said her husband, evidently much disappointed. ‘‘- You often come home, now, overwearied with the day’s labour,”’ replied Edith. ‘‘An hour at tea-time will refresh me for the evening’s work. Don’t think of that a moment, Edith.” ‘“‘ How can I help thinking of it? No, no, Ed- ward, you must not do this. It will destroy your health. You are not very strong.”’ ‘“‘My health is perfectly good, Edith.” But Edith shook her head— “Not so very good. You look paler, and are much thinner than you were a year ago. A little over-exertion throws your system off of its balance; and then you are sick.”’ _ “TI will be very careful of myself,” replied Claire. ‘If, after a few weeks, the extra labour is found to be too severe, I can give up the place, Nothing like trying, you know, dear.” Still, Edith was not satisfied. Very strongly she urged her husband not to increase his labour in the © degree contemplated. ‘“‘ Let us try if we can reduce our expenses by a closer economy. It is better to deny ourselves things not necessary to health, than to injure health by extra labour.” She urged this view, however, in vain. Claire could not, without at least a trial of his strength, decline the important offer which had been made to him. And so, after a consultation with Mr. Melle- ville, he entered upon his new employment, leaving his wife to spend the hours of his absence alone. WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 145 Not idly were those hours spent. What she had at first proposed to do, she now began to execute. With- out saying any thing to her husband, she had pro- cured, from a friend who kept a fancy-store, and who took in from the ladies a great deal of work, some fine sewing; and with this she was busily oc- cupied until his return, which did not take place on the first night until near eleven o’clock. There was a slight drawback in the pleasure both felt in meeting at this late hour—the drawback of weariness. Yet their hearts were tranquil and ele- vated in the consciousness that they were denying self for the good of another—and that one most ten- derly beloved. Again the way had become plain before them; and if strength only were given to bear their increased burdens, they would move on with even lighter footsteps than before. And now, after having lingered thus long with the humble clerk, let us turn to the rich merchant ; for Jasper has become a man of extensive posses- sions. Wealth flowed in upon him with extraordi- nary rapidity—not in the regular course of trade, overreaching and unscrupulous as he was in dealing, but through what are called fortunate speculations. How he made his first hundred thousand dollars— the basis of his present very large fortune—was not clearly understood, though sundry vague rumours on the subject were afloat, none of them, however, very near the truth, except in the admission that a fraud on somebody had been committed. But let us introduce Mr. Jasper. On the night that Claire entered upon his duties as clerk in the auction store, and about the same 13 146 TRUE RICHES; OR, hour that his duties began, Mr. Jasper, who was walking restlessly the floor of his richly furnished parlours, his mind busy with some large money-mak- ing scheme, yet fretted by a recent disappointment, found himself suddenly in the presence of, to him, a well-known individual, whose ring at the door he had not observed. “ Martin!” he exclaimed, in no affected surprise. “Ts it possible ?”’ “Ah, Jasper! How are you? Right glad to get sight of your face again!” said the other fami- liarly, as he grasped the merchant’s passive hand, and squeezed it until the joints cracked. ‘When did you arrive in the city?” returned Jasper, as he reached his visitor a chair. He did not speak with much warmth; and yet there was an effort to be at ease and cordial. ‘Some two hours ago,” said Martin, in whose face was already beginning to gather a few lines: in token of the sober thoughts that lay beneath his assumed smiling exterior. “From which direction did you come ?” ‘West. I’m from the Upper Mississippi.” “Ah!” “T went to Galena some five or six months ago; and have since been actively engaged in lead-mining. A great business that, Mr. Jasper.” “Ah?” This “ah?” was particularly chilling. “There are more rapid fortunes made at the lead- mines in the neighbourhood of Galena, at present, than in any part of the United States,” said Martin, approaching, by rapid advances, the subject nearest to his thoughts. WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 147 “You think so?” returned Jasper, with cold in- credulity. “JT Know so,” was the positive responsé. “I could point you to a dozen men who have made their tens of thousands annually for the last five or ten years.” “Tt is easy to talk about making tens of thou- sands, Martin; but the fact itself is a more difficult matter.” “A fact is a fact, however, Mr. Jasper,” said the other. ‘‘ What is done, is done.” “Of course.” “Tt is a fact that money is made at the lead- mines, hand over fist,” continued Martin. “ Of this Iam prepared to give you the strongest kind of evidence.”’ “Why should you be so anxious to convince me of this fact?” returned the merchant. “TI have quite as many irons in the fire now as I can see to.” “Ah! hat may be,” said Martin, forcing to his rather hard features a bland smile. ‘“ But these new irons I will keep from burning.” “Tt’s no use, Martin, to talk of lead-mines to me,” said Jasper firmly. ‘I am spread out enough already. Contraction, not expansion, is my present motto. I’ve met with more than one heavy: loss since I saw you.” “Have you, indeed? I’m sorry for that. But a false card’ will turn up now and then, you know. The game in the long run is sure.” “We're sure of nothing,” replied Jasper, with considerable feeling. 148 TRUE RICHES; OR, ‘“‘T wouldn’t like to say that. Of course, all plans will not succeed; for man’s judgment is far from possessing the virtue of infallibility. But human reason would be a poor endowment, did it not lead us, in most cases, to right conclusions, if we are careful in our modes of using this high faculty.” ‘The purpose of your visit to the Kast,”’ said Jas- per, who understood perfectly the man with whom he was dealing, and, therefore, determined to know at once the length and breadth of what he was ex- pected to do, “is, I presume, to enlist some capital- ists here in a lead-mining speculation ?”’ ‘My ideas do not ‘extend quite that far,” was Martin’s answer. ‘‘'Too many cooks, you are aware, sometimes spoil the broth. To come to the point at once, let me explain the purpose of my present journey to the Kast.” ‘Well; I am all attention.” ‘‘My fur-trade business, as I wrote you a year ago, turned out disastrously.”’ “Yes.” yi ‘¢ After that, I opened a small store ine of the frontier towns, and I did very well, all things con- sidered. But the gain was too slow to suit my ideas of things; so, meeting with a fair chance, I sold out, and bought a lead-mine, which I have been working ever since to good profit. Recently, I struck upon one of the richest veins ever discovered. If properly worked, it will yield a rapid fortune. But I have not sufficient capital to avail myself of the advantages offered, and have come on here to lay the matter before you, and to offer you a share in the business.”’ WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 149 Jasper shook his head, saying— “‘T have more business on my hands now, Martin, than I can possibly attend to.” “You don’t know what you are declining, Mr. Jasper,” urged Martin warmly. “You havn’t yet looked at the statements which I am prepared to lay before you.” “T do know one thing,” was the feeling answer, “and that is, that I am declining trouble and cost. About that part of the business, there can be little question.’ “Then,” said Martin, his manner changing, “I am to understand that you do not wish to joi me in this matter ?”’ “Yes. I would like you to understand that dis- tinctly.” | | “Very well. Iam sorry you refuse so advan- tageous an investment of money; for right sure am I that no other investment you can make will turn out as this would have done. But, as you have de- clined, I will not offer a share in my good fortune to any one else; but prosecute the work to my own advantage.” “TI thought you hadn’t the capital to do that,”’ said Jasper, speaking with ill-repressed eagerness. “Nor have I,” coolly answered Martin. ‘“ The proposition I was about to make was this—an ad- vaneé of twenty thousand dollars capital on your part, to constitute you an equal partner in the mine. But this you decline.” “ Qertainly ! certainly! I would not have enter- tained it for a moment.” “Exactly. So I have already inferred. I will, 13* 150 TRUE RICHES; OR, therefore, as just said, retain this advantage in my own hands. But, Mr. Jasper, I shall need some help.” The visitor fixed his eyes keenly on the merchant as he said this. There was a momentary pause. Then he resumed. “JT shall only want about ten thousand dollars, though; and this you must obtain for me.”’ ‘Martin! Do you think I am made of money ?” exclaimed Jasper, starting to his feet, and facing his companion, in the attitude and with the expres- sion of a man who, finding himself in the presence of an enemy, assumes the defensive. ‘Oh no,” was the quiet answer—“ not made of money. But, fora particular friend, you can no doubt, easily raise such a trifle as ten thousand dollars ?”’ “Trifle! You mock me, sir!” “Don’t get excited about this matter, Mr. Jasper,” coolly returned Martin, whose name the reader has probably recognised as that of an agent employed by the merchant and Grind, the lawyer, some years before, in making investigations relative to the ex- istence of coal on certain lands not far from Read- ing, Pennsylvania. ‘Don’t get excited,” he repeat- ed. ‘That will dono good. I have not come to rob you. I don’t ask you to give me ten thousand dollars. All I want is a loan, for which I will pledge good security.” ‘What kind of security ?”’ asked Jasper quickly. “‘ Security on my lead-mine.”’ “Pooh! I wouldn’t give the snap of a finger for such security !” Jasper, thrown off his guard, spoke more con- temptuously than was prudent. WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 151 An instant change was visible in Martin, who, rising, commenced buttoning up his coat. There was about him every mark of a manaleeply offended. ‘Good evening, sir!” said he, with a low, formal bow, yet with his eyes fixed searchingly in those of the merchant. “‘ Martin,’’—Jasper did not smile, nor was there in his voice the slightest affectation of good feeling— yet his manner and tone were both decisive,—‘* Mar- tin, sit down again. Talk in reason, and I will hear.” The man resumed his seat, and, with his eyes still in those of Jasper, said— ‘¢T have talked in reason. You are worth, so re- port says, not less than three hundred thousand dol- lars. How the first hundred thousand came, is known, certainly, only to one man beside you and me. In procuring that large sum I was a very pro- minent agent.” “You have already been paid for your services a dozen times over.” “ There may bea difference of opinion about this,” replied the man boldly—“ and there 7s a difference of opinion.” ““Thave already advanced you over five thousand dollars.”’ ‘What of that! Five thousand to three hundred thousand that you have made by the operation.” ‘You are in error, Martin,” said Jasper, with a blended look of perplexity and distress. ‘‘ lam not worth the sum you have mentioned—nothing like it. uy losses during the past six months have been very eavy.” 152 TRUE RICHES; OR, ‘Tt is your interest to say this. I can credit as much of it as I please.”’ ‘¢ You are insulting! You presume on the power a knowledge of my affairs has given you. I will look for a more honourable agent the next time.” ‘Honourable! Ha! ha!’ The visitor laughed in a low, guttural voice. ‘Martin! I will not hear this from any living man.” The face of Jasper was almost purple with sup- pressed anger. “Go!” he added. ‘Leave my house instantly. I defy you!” Scarcely had these words passed his lips, ere Martin glided from the drawing-room, and in afew moments the street-door shut with a heavy, reverberating jar. The merchant stood, like one bewildered, for a few moments, and then, as he sank into a chair, uttered alow groan. For a long time he remained as mo- tionless as if sleeping. CHAPTER XVI. On leaving the house of Jasper, Martin—who, instead of having been in the city only a few hours, arrived two days previously—took his way to the office of Grind, the lawyer. He had seen this indi- vidual already several times, and now called on him again by appointment. The two men, on meet- ing, exchanged looks of intelligence. WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 153 “Did you see him ?” asked the lawyer, as Martin took a proffered chair. ‘‘T saw him,”’ was replied. “Can you make any thing out of him ?” “[ think so. He fights a little hard; but the odds are against him.” “ How much did you ask him to loan you?” “Ten thousand ?””’ “Martin! That’s cutting a little too sharp.” “Not a bit. He'll never miss such a trifle.” “You can’t bleed him that deep,” said the lawyer. “Can’t 1? You'll see; I could get twenty thou- sand. But I’m disposed to be generous. Ten thousand I must and will have.” And the man laughed in a low, self-satisfied, si- nister chuckle. «“ He’s able enough,” remarked Grind. “So you have told me. And if he is able, he must pay. I helped him to a fortune, and it is but fair that he should help me a little, now that a for- = is in my grasp. I only want the money as @ oan.” “ Wouldn’t five thousand answer your purpose ?”’ asked the lawyer. ‘That is a large sum. It is not a very easy matter for even a rich man, who is en- gaged heavily in business, to lay down ten thousand dollars at call.” “ Five thousand will not do, Mr. Grind.” “ Jasper has lost, to my certain knowledge, twenty thousand dollars in three months.” “¢So much ?” - “At least that sum. Money came in so fast, that he grew a little wild in his speculations, and played 154 TRUE RICHES; OR, his cards with the dashing boldness of a gambler while in a run of luck. I cautioned him, but to no good purpose. One of his latest movements had been to put fifty or sixty thousand dollars in a cotton factory ?” “Poh! What folly.” ‘A most egregious blunder. But he fancies him. self an exceedingly shrewd man.” ‘“¢ He has been remarkably fortunate in his opera- tions.” “So he has. But he is more indebted, I think, to good luck than to a sound judgment. He has gone up to dizzy height so rapidly, that his weak head is already beginning to swim.” ‘What has become of that pretty little ward of his ?”’ asked Martin, somewhat abruptly. “Why didn’t you put that question to him ?”’ re- plied Grind. “You would have been more likely to get a satisfactory answer.” ‘¢ Tmay do so after I have the ten thousand dollars inmy pocket. That was rather a shameful business, though; wasn’t it? Inever hada very tender con- science, but I must own to having suffered a few twinges for my part in the transaction. He received over a hundred thousand dollars for the land ?”’ ‘Yes; and that clear of some heavy fees that you and I claimed for services rendered.”’ “ Humph! I’m not quite paid yet. But, touch- ing the child, Mr. Grind: don’t you know any thing about her?” *¢ Nothing, personally.” ‘“¢ What was it Jasper paid for the tract of land?” ** One thousand dollars.” WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 155 “ Paid it into his own hands as the child’s guar- dian.” “Yes; that was the simple transaction.” “Has the public never made a guess at the real truth of this matter 2” “Never, so far as my knowledge goes. There have been some vague whisperings—but no one has seemed to comprehend the matter.” “The purchase was made in your name, was it not?” “You,” “That is, you bought from Jasper as the child’s guardian ; and afterward sold it back to him.” ree" “Why didn’t you hold on to it when it was fairly in your hands? I only wish I had been in your place ?”’ The lawyer shrugged his shoulders, but did not commit himself by acknowledging that he had, more than once, regretted his omission to claim the pro- perty while legally in his hands, and defy Jasper to wrest it from him. Leaving these two men, whose relation to Jasper is sufficiently apparent to the reader's mind, we will return to the merchant, whom we left half-stupefied at the bold demand of an associate in wrong-doing. A long time passed ere his activity of mind returned. While he sat, brooding—dreamily—over what had just passed, a little daughter came into the parlour, and seeing ‘him, came prattling merrily to his side. But in attempting to clamber upon his knee, she was pushed away rudely, and with angry words. For a few moments she stood looking at him, her little 156 TRUE RICHES; OR, breast rising and falling rapidly; then she turned off, and went slowly, and with a grieving heart, from the room. Jasper sighed heavily as the child passed out of sight; and rising up, began moving about with a slow pace, his eyes cast upon the floor. The more he dwelt upon the visit of Martin—whom, in his heart, he had wished dead—the more uneasy he felt, and the more he regretted having let him depart in anger. He would give twice ten thousand dollars rather than meet the exposure which this man could make. Riches was the god of Leonard Jasper. Alas! how little power was there in riches to make his heart happy. Wealth beyond what he had hoped to obtain in a whole lifetime of devotion to mam- mon, had flowed in upon him in two or three short years. But, was he a happier man? Did he enjoy life with a keener zest? Was his sleep sweeter! Ah, no! In all that went to make up the true pleasure of life, the humble clerk, driven to pro- longed hours of labour, beyond what his strength could well bear, through his ill-nature and injustice, was far the richer man. And his wealth consisted not alone in the possession of a clear conscience and a sustaining trust in Providence. There was the love of many hearts to blesshim. In real house- hold treasures few were as rich as he. But, in home treasures, how poor was Leonard Jasper ! Poor to the extreme of indigence! The love of his children, reaching toward him spontaneously its tendrils, he rejected in the selfish devotion of every thought and feeling to business as a means of ac- WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 157 quiring wealth. And as to the true riches, which many around him were laying up where no moth could corrupt nor thieves break through and steal, he rejected them as of no account. | With such a man as Leonard Jasper, holding the position of head of a family, how little of the true home spirit, so full of tenderness and mutual love, is to be expected! Had Mrs. Jasper been less a woman of the world; had she been capable of lov- ing any thing out of herself, and, therefore, of lov- ing her husband and children, with that true love which seeks their higher good, a different state of things would have existed in this family, spite of Jasper’s unfeeling sordidness. But, as it was, no fire of love melted the natural perverseness inherited by the children, and they grew up, cherishing mu- tual antagonism, and gradually coming to regard their parents only as persons with power to thwart their inclinations, or as possessing the means of gratifying their desires. With all his wealth, how few were the real sources of happiness possessed by Jasper! Pressed down with anxiety about the future, and forced to toil be- yond his strength, how many of life’s truest bless- ings were poured into the lap of Edward Claire ! The sleep of the poor clerk, that night, was sound and refreshing. The merchant tossed to and fro on his pillow until long after the midnight watches ad- vanced upon the morning; and then, when wearied nature claimed her due, he slept only for brief pe- riods, continually startled by frightful dreams. At an early hour next day, he called upon Grind, Who was still his legal adviser. 14 158 TRUE RICHES; OR, “Have you seen Martin?” he asked the moment he entered the office. ‘Martin! Surely he is notin the city: Grind evasively. ‘He surely is,’”’ said Jasper, fretfully. ‘Martin. Where in the world did he come from? I thought him somewhere in the neighbourhood of the Rocky Mountains. What does he want?” ‘No good, of course.” “That may be said safely. Have youseen him?” ‘¢'Yes.” ‘When? This morning ?” ‘No; he called at my house last night.” “ Called last night! What did he want?” ‘Ten thousand dollars,” replied Jasper. “Ten thousand dollars!!" The lawyer’s well- feigned surprise completed the deception practised upon Jasper. He did not, for an instant, suspect collusion between him and Martin. “Yes; he very coolly proposed that I should lend him that sum, # enable him to carry on some lead-mining operatiohs in the west.” ‘¢ Preposterous !”” “So I told him.” “Well, what did he say ?” ‘Oh, he blustered, and made covert threats of ex- posure, of course.”’ “©The scoundrel !”’ said Grind, fiercely. “ He’s a villain double-dyed. I have never ceased to regret that we brought him into this business. We should have had a man of better spirit—of a nicer sense of honour.” “Yes, Mr. Jasper, that is true enough,” replied 9? returned WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 159 Grind; “but the mischef is, your men of nicer ho- nour are too squeamish for the kind of work in which we employed him. This is the defect in all such operations. Men cannot be thoroughly trusted.”’ The merchant sighed. He felt too deeply the force of Grind’s remark. “You know,” said he, “this Martin better than I do. What is his character? Is he a mere blusterer, whose bark is worse than his bite; or is he vindic- tive and unscrupulous ?” ‘‘ Both vindictive and unscrupulous. I must warn you not to provoke his ill-will. He would take de- light in exposing all he knows about this business, if he is once fairly turned against you. A fast friend—he is a bitter enemy.”’ ‘But see what a price he demands for his friend- ship! I have already given him some five thousand dollars for his services, and now he demands ten more. Ina year he will be back, and coolly seek to levy a contribution of twenty thousand dollars.” “T understood you to say that he only asked for a loan,” remarks the lawyer. “A loan! That’s mere mockery. If you placed ten thousand dollars in his hands, would you ever expect to see the first copper of it again ?” Grind shrugged his shoulders. “Of course you would not. It’s a levy, not a loan—and so he, in his heart, regards it.” “ He’s a dangerous man,” said the lawyer, “ and it’s to be regretted that you ever had any thing to dowithhim. But, now that your hand is in the lion’s mouth, the wisest thing is to get it out with as little detriment as possible.” 160 TRUE RICHES; OR, ‘Ten thousand dollars !’’ ejaculated the merchant. “Why, it’s downright robbery! He might just as well stop me on the highway.”’ ‘“‘Tt’s a hard case, [ must own, Mr. Jasper. You might resist him, and, at least not let him obtain what he demands without a struggle; but the ques- tion is, may you not receive a mortal wound in the contest.” “Ah! that is the rub, Grind. Rather than meet the exposure he could make, I would give twenty thousand dollars; yea, half, if not all I am worth.” Can wealth, held on such a tenure, and in such a state of mind, be called riches? Ah, no. How the possession is changed from a blessing into a curse | ‘hen, Mr. Jasper,” replied the lawyer, ‘there is but one course plain before you. If you make this man your enemy, he will surely pursue you to the death. There is no pity in him.” Jasper groaned aloud. Ere he could reply, the door of the office opened, and the individual about whom they were conversing entered. With the skill of practised actors, each instantly assumed a part, and hid, under a false exterior, their true states of mind. With something of cordiality each greeted the other; while side-glances, unobserved by Jas- per, passed rapidly between Martin and the lawyer. A few commonplace inquiries and remarks followed, when Jasper made a movement to go, saying, as he did so— ‘Mr. Martin, I will be pleased to see you some time to-day.” WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 161 “Thank you; I will do myself the pleasure to call,” was coolly answered. ‘‘At what time will ou be most at leisure ?”’ “During the afternoon. Say at four or five o’clock.”’ ‘¢T will be there at four,’”’ returned Martin, in a bland voice, and with a courteous inclination of the head. “Very well—you will find me in.” The merchant bowed to the accomplices—they were nothing better—and retired. “Humph! I didn’t expect to find him here quite so early,” said Martin, with a sinister smile. “ I rather guess I frightened him last night.” “T rather guess you did,” returned the lawyer, his countenance reflecting the light that played on the other’s face. ‘¢ Will the money come ?” asked Martin. “ Undoubtedly.” “That’s good. Ten thousand?” ‘6 Yes.” “ What did he say? He came to consult you, of course ?”’ ‘6 Yes.” “‘Well, what did he say ?” “More than I need take time to repeat. He is ua frightened. That is enough for you to now.” “Ten thousand,” said Martin musingly, and speaking to himself. ‘Ten thousand! That will do pretty well. But, if he will bleed for fifteen thousand, why may I not set the spring of my 14* 162 TRUE RICHES; OR, lancet a little deeper. I can make good use of my money.” . ‘“¢No—no,” returned the lawyer quickly. “Ten thousand is enough. Don’t play the dog and the shadow. ‘This is over-greediness.’’ ‘“‘ Well—well. Just as you say. I can make him another friendly call in a year or so from this time.”’ The lawyer smiled in a way peculiar to himself, and then said— ‘“‘Hadn’t you better be content with five thousand now. This goose will, no doubt, lay golden eggs for some years to come.”’ ‘¢ A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush,” was the quick answer. ‘I have gone in now for the ten thousand; and ten thousand I must have. I may be content with a smaller sum at my next appearance.” “You are to see him at four o’clock?” said Grind. ‘Yes; that was the hour I named. So you must get all the necessary papers ready for me in time. I don’t want to let him get the hitch on me of seeking to extort money. I only ask a loan, and will give bona-fide security on my lead- mine.” Then, with one of his low chuckles, he added—“‘If he can get ten thousand dollars out of it, he will do more than any one else can. Ha! ha! ha!’ “The evidence of property, which you have,’ said Grind, ‘is all as it shows on the face ?” ‘It is, upon honour.”’ ‘Very well. Then I will draw the necessary WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 163 papers, so that as little delay as possible need occur in the transference of security for the loan.” What further passed between the parties is of no consequence to the reader. At four o’clock, precisely, Martin was at the store of Jasper. “TI hope to find you a little more reasonable to- day,” said the merchant, with a forced smile, as the two men, after retiring to a remote part of the store, sat down and faced each other. “J should be sorry to do any thing out of rea- son,” returned Martin. His manner was more se- rious than Jasper’s. “I think your present demand out of reason,” was answered. “No good can possibly come, Mr. Jasper,’’ said Martin, with a slight air of impatience, “ out of an argument between you and I, on this subject. The sum I named to you last night I must have. Nothing less will meet my present want. But, understand me distinctly, I only ask it as a loan, and come prepared to give you the fullest security.’ As Mr. Martin said this, he drew a package of papers from his pocket. ‘Here are the necessary documents,’ he added. “Ten thousand dollars! Why, my dear sir,-a sum like this is not to be picked up in the streets.” “T am very well aware of that,” was the cool answer. “Had such been the case, I never would have troubled you with procuring the sum; nor would I have gone to the expense and fatigue of a long journey.” “You certainly ought to know enough of busi- 164 TRUE RICHES; OBR, ness, Martin, to be aware that ten thousand dollars is not always to be commanded, even by the wealthiest, at a moment’s notice.” ‘“¢T do not ask the whole sum in cash,” replied Martin. ‘Three or four thousand in ready money will do. Your notes at four and six months will answer very well forthe balance.” But we will not record further what passed be- tween these two men. It was all in vain that Jas- per strove to escape; his adversary was too power- ful. Ere they separated, Martin had in his pos- session, in cash and promissory notes, the sum of ten thousand dollars ! Already were the ill-gotten riches of Leonard Jasper taking to themselves wings. Unhappy man ! How wretched was he during that and many suc- ceeding days! Rolling, so to speak, in wealth, he yet possessed not life’s highest blessing, a truly contented mind, flowing from conscious rectitude and an abiding trust in Providence. Without these, how poor is even he who counts his millions ! With them, how rich is the humble toiler, who, receivin day by day his daily bread, looks up and is thankful : WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 165 CHAPTER XVII. A FEW weeks subsequent to the occurrences mentioned in the last chapter, Leonard Jasper received a call from Mr. Melleville, in whose ser- vice Claire still remained. The greeting of the two men was distant, yet courteous. A few words on current topics passed between them, after which Mr. Melleville said— “T have called to ask you a question or two in regard toa child of the late Mr. Elder, to whom you are guardian.” The blood came instantly to the face of Jasper, who was not prepared for this; and in spite of his struggle to seem self-possessed, his eyes sank under those of his visitor. In a few moments, he recovered himself, and replied— “The child, you mean, who is boarding with Ed- ward, Claire ?”’ “The same.” The eyes of Melleville were fixed on those of Jasper so steadily, that the latter wavered, and, finally, again dropped to the floor. “ Well, Iam ready to hear any thing that you have to say.” Jasper had thrown off, once more, the vague sense of coming evil that made him cower under the steady gaze of Melleville. “T learn,” said the latter, “from Mr. Claire, that you refuse to pay any further sums for her main- tenance. Is the property left by her father, to 166 TRUE RICHES; OR, which common report has affixed considerable value, exhausted, or’’ ‘“‘T have refused to pay Azém any further sums,” said Jasper, in a quick, excited voice, interrupting Mr. Melleville. ‘Our contract, regularly entered into, has expired by limitation. He was to have the care of her only until she reached her twelfth year. Of this fact he is clearly advised, and I wonder at his pertinacity in endeavouring to retain the child, when he knows that I, her guardian, wish to have her in my own possession.” | ‘He has had her ever since she was a little child; and both he and his wife are now strongly attached to her. In fact, she regards them as her parents ; and their affection for her is not ex- ceeded by their affection for their own children. To separate them would be exceedingly painful to all parties. As for the child, it would make her very unhappy.” “T can’t help that, Mr. Melleville.” Jasper spoke coldly. ‘¢ Under all the circumstances,” said Mr. Melle- ville, after a pause, speaking slowly, and with con- siderable emphasis in his words, “it is my opi- nion that you had better let the child remain where she is.” “Why do you say so?” Jasper spoke with ill- concealed surprise ; and the uneasy, suspicious man- ner, at first exhibited, returned. “Claire regards the child as his own; and must so continue to regard her, even though taken out of his hands.” ‘¢ Well, what of that ?” WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 167 “Tt is for you, Mr. Jasper,” was returned, ‘ to determine for yourself, whether the surveillance of a man like Claire, who cannot now cease to feel a parent’s interest in your ward, will be altogether agreeable.” “ Surveillance! What do you mean? I don’t understand this language. It looks like an effort to force me into measures. Pray, what have I to fear from Edward Claire ?”’ “ Sometimes,” replied Melleville, with a slow, meaning enunciation, “those we regard as most insignificant are the very ones we should most fear.” “Fear! Fear, Mr. Melleville! You make use of strange language.” “Perhaps I do,” was answered. ‘‘ And, as it seems unpleasant to you, I will say no more. I did not mean, when I called, to speak just as I have done. But, as the words have been uttered, I beg you to weigh them well, and to believe that they havea meaning. Good morning.” Jasper suppressed the utterance of the word “stay,” which arose to his lips, and returned the bow of Mr. Melleville, who left without further remark. “ What can this mean?” Thus mused Leonard Jasper, when alone. “ Can this scoundrel, Martin, have dropped a hint of the truth ¢” A slight shiver went through his nerves. ‘“‘ Something is wrong. There is suspicion in the thought of Melleville. I didn’t look for trouble in this quarter.” To his own unpleasant reflections we will leave 168 TRUE RICHES; OR, the merchant, and return to Edward Claire and his true-minded, loving-hearted wife. For a week or two after the former entered upon his new duties as assistant clerk in a night-auction, he experienced no serious inconvenience from his more prolonged labours, although it did not escape the watchful eyes of his wife that his complexion was losing its freshness, and that his appetite was far from being so good as before. After this, he began to suffer oppressive weariness, that made the evening’s toil a daily increasing burden. Then succeeded a feverish state, accompanied by pains in the head, back, and through the breast. Edith remonstrated, even with tears; but still Claire went nightly to his task, though each successive evening found him with less and less ability for its performance. At last, he came home from the store of Mr. Melleville, at the usual tea-time, feeling so unwell that he was forced to lie down. He had no appe- tite for supper, and merely sipped part of a cup of tea brought to him by his wife as he still reclined upon the bed. “Don’t get up,” said Edith, seeing her hus- band, after he had lain for some time, about to rise. ‘‘T can’t lie here any longer; it’s nearly seven o'clock now.” ‘You're not going out to-night !” “Q yes; I must be at the store. There is no one to take my place, and the sales will begin by the time I can get there.”’ ‘“¢ But you are too sick to go out, Edward.” WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 169 “ T feel much better than I did, Edith. This little rest has refreshed me a great deal.” | ‘“¢No—no, Edward! You must not go away,” said his wife in a distressed voice. ‘You are sick now, and the extra exertion of an evening may throw you into a serious illness.” “J feel a great deal better, dear,” urged Claire. “ But, sick or well, I must be there to-night, for the sale cannot go on without me. If I do not feel better to-morrow, I will ask Mr. F to get some one, temporarily, in my place.” Still Edith opposed, but in vain. By the time Claire arrived at the auction store, his head was throbbing with a pain so intense that he could scarcely see. Still, he resolutely perse- vered in his determination to go through, if possible, with the duties of the evening; and so, taking his place at his desk, as the auctioneer went upon the stand to ery the goods which had been advertised for sale, he prepared to keep the usual record of purchasers and prices. This he was able to do for half an hour, when overtaxed and exhausted nature could bear up no longer. “Mr. Claire,” said the auctioneer, as he took in hand a new article, “did you make that last entry? —Mr. Jackson, ten cents a yard.” Claire’s head had fallen over on the book in which he had been writing, and the auctioneer, supposing him only yielding to a momentary feeling of fatigue, or indolence, thus called his attention to his duties. But Claire made no answer. “Say! young man! Are you asleep!” The | 15 170 TRUE RICHES; OR, auctioneer spoke now with some sharpness of tone; but, as before, his words were not heeded. “What’s the matter, Mr. Claire? Are you sick ?”’ Still no response or movement. “Mr. Claire! Bless me!’ The auctioneer was now by his side, with his hand on him. ‘“ Bring some water, quick! He’s fainted—or is dead | Here! some one help me to lay him down.” Two or three men came quickly behind the auc- tioneer’s stand and assisted to lift the insensible man from the high stool on which he was seated, and place his body in a reclining position. Then water was dashed into his face, and various other means of restoration used. Full ten minutes passed before signs of returning life were exhibited. His recovery was very slow, and it was nearly an hour before he was well enough to be removed to his dwelling. | The shock of his appearance, supported from the carriage in which he had been conveyed home, by two men, was terrible to his wife, whose anxiety and fear had wrought her feelings already up to a high pitch of excitement. “Oh! what is the matter? What has happen- ed?” she cried, wringing her hands, while her face blanched to a deathly paleness. “ Don’t be frightened,” returned Claire, smiling feebly. “It was only a slight fainting fit. Tm over it now.” “That's all, madam,” said the men who had brought him home. “He merely fainted. Don't be alarmed. It’s all over.” WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 171 After receiving the thanks of Claire and his as- surances that he needed nothing further from their - kindness, the men retired, and Edward then made every effort in his power to calm down the feelings of his wife, who continued weeping. ‘This was no easy task, particularly as he was unable long to hide the many evidences of serious illness from which he was suffering. Against his remonstrance, 80 soon as she saw how it was with him, Mrs. Claire sent off the domestic for their family physician; who on learning the causes which led to the condition in which he found his patient, hesitated not to say. that he must, as he valued his life, give up the night tasks he had imposed upon himself. ‘Other men,” said Claire, in answer to this, “‘ de- vote quite as many hours to business.” ‘¢ All men are not alike in constitution,” returned the physician. ‘And even the strongest do not make overdrafts upon the system, without finding, sooner or later, a deficit in their health-account. As for you, nature has not given you the physical ability for great endurance. You cannot overtask yourself without a derangement of machinery.’ How reluctantly, and with what a feeling of weak- ness, Claire acquiesced in this decision, the reader may imagine. The morning found him something better, but not well enough to sit up. Mrs. Claire had, by this time, recovered in a measure her calmness and con- fidence. She had thought much, during the sleep- less hours of the preceding night, and though the future was far from opening clearly to her straining vision, her mind rested in a well-assured confidence 172 TRUE RICHES; OR, that all things would work together for their good. She knew in whom she trusted. On the Rock of Ages she had built the habitation where dwelt her higher hopes; and the storms of this world had no power to prevail against it. How little dreamed gentle Fanny Elder—or Fan- ny Claire, as she was called—when she laid her cheek lovingly to that of her sick ‘‘ father’’—she knew him by no other name—and drew her arms around his neck, that he was suffering alone on her account. In her unselfish love, Claire felt a sweet compensation—while all he endured on her account had the effect to draw her, as it were, into his very heart. As quickly as it could be done, Mrs. Claire got through with the most pressing of her morning du- ties, and then, the older children away to school, she came and sat down by her husband’s bedside, and took his hand in hers. As he looked into her face, pale from sleeplessness and anxiety, tears filled his eyes. “QO, Edie!” said he, his voice tremulous with wooing, ‘‘isn’t this disheartening? What are we to do ?”’ “‘ He careth for us,” was the low, calmly spoken reply; and, as Edith lifted a finger upward, a ray of heavenly confidence beamed in her countenance. “‘T know, Edie; I know, but”’ The sick man left his sentence unfinished. A heavy sigh marking his state of doubt and dark- ness. “We must feel as well as know, Edward,” said his wife. ‘God is good. In looking back through WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 173 all our past life, does not the retrospection lead to this undoubting conclusion? 1 am sure, you will say yes. Has he not, in every case, proved better to us than all our fears ?—Why, then, should we distrust him now? In the beautiful language of Cowper, let us say in these dark seasons— ‘ Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.’ “ Shall we doubt the sun’s existence, because the night has fallen? No, dear husband, no! ‘There are bright stars smiling above us in token of his un- erring return. We know that the morning cometh after a season of darkness; and so, after our spirits have lingered awhile in the realm of shadows, the light will break in from above. Has it not always been so, Edward ?”’ “He has led us by a way which we knew not.” The sick man’s eyes were closed as he murmured these words; and his voice was slightly tremulous, yet expressive of a returning state of confidence. “Yet, how safely,” replied Edith. “ When our feet were in slippery places, and we leaned on Him, did he not support us firmly ? and when the mire and clay were deep in our path, did He not keep us from sinking therein ?”’ “ He is goodness itself,” said Claire, a calmer ex- pression coming into his face. “ It is wrong so to let doubt, distrust, and fear creep in and get posses- 15* 174 TRUE RICHES; OR, sion of the heart; but, we are human—weakness and error are born with us. When the way in which we are walking is suddenly closed up before us, and we see the opening to no other way, how can we keep the faint heart from sinking ?” “Only as Peter was saved from sinking. If we look to God, He will lift our hearts above the yield- ing billows. If we stand still, hopefully and trust- ingly, the high mountain before us will become asa. plain, so that we can walk on in a smooth way, joy- ful and rejoicing.”’ “And so this high mountain, which has risen up so suddenly, will soon be cleft for us or levelled to a plain, if we wait patiently and confidingly for its removal ¢”’ “Oh! I am sure of it, Edward,” replied Mrs. Claire, with a beautiful enthusiasm. “We are His creatures, and He loves us with an infinite love. When his children are disposed to trust too much to the arm of flesh, He sometimes shows them their weakness in order that they may feel His strength. Faithfully and unselfishly, my husband, have you tried to meet the suddenly increased demand upon us: and this out of love for one of God’s children. In the trial, weakness has prevailed over strength. Suddenly your hands have fallen to your side power- less. God saw it all; and permitted it all; and, in His own good time, will supply, from other sources, all that is really needed. We have the promise— our bread shall be given, and our water sure—not only the natural food that sustains outward life, but the true bread of heavenly affections, and the waters of pure truth, which nourish and sustain the spirit.” WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 175 Edith ceased speaking. Her husband did not make an immediate reply; but lay pondering her words, and letting his thoughts expand their wings in the purer atmosphere into which she had lifted him. After that they conversed together hopefully of the future; not that they saw the way more clearly before them, but heavenly confidence had taken the place of human distrust. It was, perhaps, eleven o’clock in the day—the doctor had been there, and pronounced the condition of his patient favourable, but enjoined quiet and pro- longed rest from either bodily or mental exertion— and the mind of Claire was beginning to run again in a slightly troubled channel. “Here is a letter for you,” said his wife, coming into the room, after a brief absence. “A young man just left it at the door.” Claire took the letter, wondering as he did so who it could be from. On breaking the seal, and unfold- ing it, he was greatly surprised to find within a check to his order for one hundred and fifty dollars, signed Leonard Jasper; and still more surprised to read the accompanying note, which was in these words: “Enclosed you will find one hundred and fifty dollars, the sum due you for Fanny Elder’s main- tenance during the past and current quarter. When convenient, I should be glad to see you. Seeing that the child has remained with you so long, I don't know that it will be advisable to make a change now, although I had other views in regard to her. How- ever, when you call, we can settle matters in regard to her definitively.’’ 176 TRUE RICHES; OR, ‘Better to us than all our fears,’ murmured Claire, as he handed the letter to his wife, who read it with a truly thankful heart. “Our way is smooth once more,” she said, smil- ing through outpressing tears—‘‘ the mountain has become a level plain. All the dark clouds have been swept from our sky, and the sun is shining even more brightly than of old.”’ It was more than a week before Claire was suf- ficiently recovered to go out and attend to business as usual. At the first opportunity, he called upon Mr. Jasper, who received him with marked kindness of manner. ‘¢T do not, now,” said the merchant, “ entertain the same views in regard to my ward that I did some time ago. Your opposition to my wishes then, fretted me a good deal; and I made up my mind, decisively, that so soon as she was twelve years of age, you must give her up. It was from this feel- ing that I acted when I refused to pay your last or- der. Since then, I have reflected a good deal on the subject ; and reflection has modified, consider- ably, my feelings. 1 can understand how strong must be the attachment of both yourself and wife, and how painful the thought of separation from a long-cherished object of affection.” “The dread of separation, Mr. J asper,”’ replied Claire, “has haunted us during the last two years like an evil spirit.” ‘Tt need haunt you no more, Edward,” was the kindly spoken reply. “ If you still wish to retain the care of this child, you are free to do 9? 80. WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 177 “You have taken a mountain from my heart, Mr. Jasper,” was the young man’s feeling response. “Jt is settled, then, Edward, that she remains with you. And now I must say a word about her education. I wish that to be thorough. She must have good advantages ; better than the sum now paid for her maintenance will procure.’ Claire made no reply, and Jasper continued— “TJ have this to propose. The bulk of property left by her father 1s contained in two moderate-sized houses, one of which is at this time without a te- nant. It is a very comfortable house for a small family. Just the thing, I should say, for you. If you will move into this house, you shall have it rent free, as a set-off to the increased charge Fanny will be to you in future. The three hundred per annum will be paid as usual. How will that do?” «The compensation, I think, will be greater than the service,” replied Claire. “Not at all. During the next five or six years, or until she gains her majority, you will find the cost of clothing and education a constantly in- creasing sum. I know more about these things than you do. And I am very sure, since I under- stand your relation to her, that twice this expendi- ture. could not gain for her what she will have while in your care. As her guardian, I feel it my duty to provide liberally for her comfort and education, and to this you, of course, can have nothing to object.” And Claire did not object. In a few weeks from that time he removed into one of the houses men- tioned by Jasper—a larger and far more comfort- 178 TRUE RICHES; OR, able one than that in which he had lived for several ° years. Here, with a thankful heart, he gathered iis wife and children around him. How happy they all were! Not selfishly happy—if such con- tradictory terms may be used—but happy in the warmth of mutual love. A heaven on earth was this little household. Shall we contrast it with that of Leonard Jasper? No!—the opposite picture would leave upon the reader’s mind too sad an im- pression ; and we will not burden this chapter with another shadow. CHAPTER XVIII. Dunrine the five or six following years, a number of events occurred bearing more or less seriously upon some of the actors in our story. With EKd- ward Claire and his family, life had flowed on in an even current; and, but for the fact that his health never fairly recovered from the shock it received in consequence of his having taxed his physical system beyond its capability of endurance, the sunshine would never have been a moment from his thres- hold. : The important addition made to his income through the new arrangement volunteered by Fanny’s guardian, gave to his external condition a more favourable aspect. He was no longer troubled about the ways and means of providing for his needful expenses. A much better situation, so far as a higher salary was concerned, had, during this WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 179 time offered; but, as it required an amount of con- fnement and labour which he could not give, with- out endangering his health, he wisely declined the oifer. Far less smoothly had the current of Leonard Jasper’s life flowed on. Twice during this period had he received visits from his old acquaintance, Martin, and each time he was made poorer by five thousand dollars. It was all in vain that he strug- gled and resisted. ‘The man had no compassion in him. He cared not who suffered loss, so he was the gainer. There were other miners at work sapping the foundations of Jasper’s fortune, besides this less concealed operator. Parker, the young man who sueceeded to the place of Claire, and who was afterward raised to the condition of partner, with a limited interest, was far from being satisfied with his dividend in the business. The great bulk of Jasper’s means were used in outside speculations ; and as the result of these became successively known to Parker, his thoughts began to run in @ new channel. “If I only had money to go into this,” and, “If I only had money to go into that,” were words frequently on his tongue. He regarded himself as exceedingly shrewd; and confidently be- lieved that, if he had capital to work with, he could soon amass an independent fortune. “ Money makes money,” was his favourite motto. Unscrupulous as his partner, it is not surprising that Parker, ere long, felt himself perfectly author- ized to use the credit of the house in private schemes of profit. ‘To Jo this safely, it was neces- 7 180 TRUE RICHES; OR, sary to have a friend outside of the firm. Such a friend he did not find it very hard to obtain ; and as nearly the whole burden of the business fell upon his shoulders, it was not at all difficult to hide every thing from Jasper. Confident as Parker was in his great shrewdness, his speculations outside of the business did not turn out very favourably. His first essay was im the purchase of stocks, on which he lost, in a week, two thousand dollars. Like the gamester who loses, he only played deeper, in the hope of recovering his losses; and as it often happens with the gamester, in similar ee the deeper he played, the more he ost. And so it went on. Sometimes the young man had aturn of good fortune, and sometimes all the chances went against him. But he was too far committed to recede without a discovery. There was no standing still ; and so newer and bolder ope- rations were tried, involving larger and larger sums of money, until the responsibilities of the firm, added to the large cash drafts made without the cog- nizance of Jasper, were enormous. To all such mad schemes the end must come; and the end came in this instance. Failing to pro- cure, by outside operations, sufficient money to meet several large notes, he was forced to divulge a part of his iniquity to Jasper, in order to save the credit of the firm. Suspicion of a deeper fraud being thereby aroused in the mind of his partner, time, and a sifting investigation of the affairs of the house, revealed the astounding fact that Parker had WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 181 abstracted in money, and given the notes of the firm for his own use, to the enormous amount of fifty thousand dollars. . A dissolution of co-partnership took place in con- sequence. Parker, blasted in reputation, was dragged before a court of justice, in order to make him dis- gorge property alleged to be in his possession. But nothing could be found; and he was finally dis- charged from custody. The whole loss fell upon Jasper. He had nursed a serpent in his bosom, warming it with the warmth of his own life; and the serpent had stung him. Is it any wonder ? This circumstance, the discovery of Parker’s fraud- ulent doings, took place about two years prior to the time when Fanny Elder attained her legal age. The first thought of Jasper, after his separation from Parker, which took place immediately on dis- covering that he had used the credit of the firm im- properly, was to send for Claire, and offer him a salary of a thousand dollars a year, to come in and fill the responsible position as clerk, from which Parker had just been ejected as partner. “TJ can trust him fully,” said Jasper to himself; “and I don’t know anybody else that I can trust. He is honest; I will give him credit for that; too honest, it may be, for his own good. But, I don’t know. Who would not rather be in his shoes than in Parker’s?” For some time Jasper’s mind was favourable to making Claire the offer proposed, and he was about writing him a note, when a new view of the case struck him, dependent on the young man’s relation to his ward, Fanny Elder. 16 182 TRUE RICHES; OR, “Qh no, no, no!” said he emphatically, speaking to himself—“ that, I fear me, will not do. It would give him too open an access to my books, papers, and private accounts, in which are entries and me- moranda that it might be dangerous for him to see.” Jasper sighed deeply as he finished this sentence, and then fell into a musing state. His thoughts, while this lasted, were not of the most self-satistymg character. Some serious doubts as to his having, in the main, pursued the wisest course in life, were injected into his mind; and, remarkable as it may seem for one so absorbed in the love of gain, there were moments when he almost envied the poor, but honest clerk, who had an approving conscience, and feared no man’s scrutiny. It was with no slight reluctance that he finally came to the conclusion that it would be altogether unsafe to take Claire into his employment. And so he cast about for some one to supply the place left vacant by Parker’s withdrawal from the business. In his final selection he was not over-fortunate, as the result proved. The new clerk was shrewd, and capable enough, and apparently as much devoted to his employer’s interests as Jasper could wish. Had not his own interests been regarded as paramount to those of the merchant, Jasper would have possessed in him a valuable assistant. But the clerk did not rise superior to temptations which came in his way. Jasper continued to trade on the close-cutting, over- reaching, and unscrupulous system ; and under such a teacher his clerk proved an apt learner. “ He cuts right and left,” said he to himself, “ and WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 183 why may not I cut left and right when a good oppor- tunity offers?” Soon he began to “cut left and right,” as he termed it, and it was not remarkable that, in his cutting operations, his employer occasionally suf- fered. The upshot was, after holding his situation a year, that several false entries, in his hand-writ- ing, were discovered in the books of Mr. Jasper. To what extent he robbed his employer, the latter never accurately knew; but he was worse off by at least three or four thousand dollars through his pecula- tions. Again the question of taking Claire once more into his employment came up in the mind of Jasper. After viewing it on every side, the decision was ad- verse. He felt that too great a risk was involved. And so he employed one in whom he could confide with less certainty. Several years had now passed since the merchant began to feel the shock of adverse winds. All be- fore was a summer sea, and the ship of his fortune had bent her sails alone to favouring breezes. But this was to beno longer. His ship had suffered not only by stress of weather, but also by the sacrifice of a portion of cargo to save what remained. And, , at last, she was driving on toward the breakers, and her safety from destruction only hoped for through the activity, skill, and tireless vigilance of her helmsman. A few years before, Mr. Jasper considered him- self worth between two and three hundred thousand dollars; now, he passed sleepless nights in fear of impending ruin. He had trusted in riches; he had 184 TRUE RICHES; OR, called them, in his heart, the greatest good. At his word they had poured in upon him from all sides, until he was half bewildered at sight of the glitter- ing treasures; but, just as he began to feel secure in his possessions, they began to take themselves wings and fly away. And, alas for him! he had laid up no other trea- sures. None in heaven; none in the hearts of his wife and children; none in his own mind. The staff upon which he had leaned was now a splintering reed, wounding as it bent under him. CHAPTER XIX. THERE was one point of time to which Leonard Jasper looked with no little anxiety, and that was to the period of Fanny Elder’s majority, when it was his purpose to relinquish his guardianship, and wash his hands, if it were possible to do so, entirely clean of her. Until the estate left by her father was set- tled up, the property in her hands and receipts in his, there was danger ahead. And, as the time drew nearer and nearer, he felt increasing uneasiness. On the very day that Fanny reached her eighteenth year, Jasper sent a note to Claire, asking an inter- view. ‘¢T wish,” said he, when the latter came, “to have some conference with you about Miss Elder. She has now, you are no doubt aware, attained the legal age. Such being the case, I wish, as early as it WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 185 can be done, to settle up the estate of her father, and pay over to her, or to any person she may se- lect as her agent, the property in my hands. It has increased some in value. Will you consult her on the subject ?”’ | Claire promised to do so; and, at the same time, asked as to the amount of Fanny’s property. “The total value will not fall much short of eight thousand dollars,” replied Jasper. “‘ There are two houses and lots that would sell at any time for six thousand dollars. You live in one of these houses, and the other is rented for two hundred and fifty dollars. Then there are nearly two thousand dol- lars in six per cent. stocks. When her father died, his estate consisted of these two houses, and a piece of poor land which he had taken as satisfaction for a debt. At the first opportunity, I sold the land and invested the money. ‘This sum, with accumu- lations of interest, and rents received for several years, beyond what was required for Fanny’s main- tenance, has now increased to within a fraction of two thousand dollars, and is, as just said, invested in stocks. I think,’ added Jasper, “that you had better assume the management of this property yourself. Get from Miss Elder a power of attorney authorizing you to settle the estate, and the whole business can be completed in a very short time. I will make you out an accurate statement of every thing, so that you will be at no loss to comprehend the accounts.” To this there could, of course, be no objection on the part of Claire. He promised to confer with 16* 186 TRUE RICHES; OR, Fanny, and let Jasper know, in a day or two, the result. Now came a new trial for Claire and his wife. They had taken Fanny, when only four years of age, and taken her so entirely into their home and affections, that she had almost from the first seemed to them as one of their own children. In a brief time the earlier memories of the child faded. The past was absorbed in the present, and she loved as parents none other than those she called by the ten- der names of “father” and “mother.” The children with whom she grew up she knew only as her bro- thers and sisters. This thorough adoption and in- corporation of the child into their family was not, in any sense, the work of design on the part of Claire and his wife. But they saw, in the beginning, no reason to check the natural tendency thereto. When little Fanny, of her own accord, addressed them, soon after her virtual adoption, as “ father’’ and “mother,” they accepted the child's own inter- pretation of their relative positions, and took her from that moment more entirely into their hearts. And so Fanny Elder grew up to womanhood, in the full belief that she wasthe child of Mr. and Mrs. Claire. The new trial through which this excellent couple were now to pass, the reader can easily ima- gine. The time had come when Fanny must know the real truth in regard to herself—must be told that she had no natural claim upon the love of those whose love she prized above all things. It seemed cruel to take away the conscious right to love and be loved, which had so long blessed her. And yet the truth must now be made known, and WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 187 Mrs. Claire took upon herself the task of breaking it as gently as possible. A woman in age and stature, yet with all the gen- tle deference of a daughter, Fanny moved by the side of Mrs. Claire with a loving thoughtfulness, daily sharing her household duties. Some months before she had left school, but was still taking les- sons in music and French, and devoting a portion of time to practice in drawing, for which she had a decided taste. On the day after Mr. Claire’s interview with Jas- per, Mrs. Claire said to Fanny, with a seriousness of tone and manner that brought a look of surprise to her face— . ‘Come to my room with me, dear. I have some- thing to say to you.” Fanny moved along by her side, wondering to herself what could be in her mother’s mind. On entering the chamber, Mrs. Claire shut the door, and then, as she sat down, with an arm around the young girl’s waist, she said, in a thoughtful, earnest voice— “Fanny, I want you to tell me the first thing you recollect in life.” “The first thing, mother?” She smiled at a re- quest so unexpected, and Mrs. Claire smiled in re- turn, though from a different cause. “Yes, dear. I have a reason for asking this. Now, let your thoughts run back—far back, and recall for me the very first thing you can recollect.”’ The countenance of Fanny grew thoughtful, then serious, and then a half-frightened look flashed over it. 188 TRUE RICHES; OR, ‘‘Why, mother,” said she, “what can you mean ? What do you want to know?” “Your first recollection, dear?’ returned Mrs. Claire, with an assuring smile, although her heart was full, and it required the most active self-control to prevent her feelings from becoming manifest in her voice. ‘Well, let me see! The first? The first ? I was playing on the floor with a dear little baby? Itwas our Edie, wasn’t it?” “Yes—so far your memory is correct. I remem- ber the time to which you refer as perfectly as if but a week had passed. Now, dear, try if you can recall any thing beyond that.”’ “Beyond that, mother? Oh, why do you ask ? You make me feel so strangely. Can it be that some things I have thought to be only the memory of dreams, are indeed realities ?”’ “‘ What are those things, my child?” ‘“‘T have a dim remembrance of a pale, but beau- tiful woman who often kissed and caressed me—of being in a sick-room—of a strange confusion in the house—of riding in a carriage with father to a fune- ral. Mother! is there any thing in this; if so, what does it mean ?” “That woman, Fanny,” said Mrs. Claire, speak- ing with forced composure, “‘ was your mother.” The face of the young girl grew instantly pale; her lips parted; and she gasped for breath. Then falling forward on the bosom of Mrs. Claire, she sobbed— “Qh, mother! mother! How can you say this? WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 189 It cannot, it cannot be. You are my own, my only mother.” “You did not receive your life through me, Fan- ny,” replied Mrs. Claire, so soon as she could com- mand her voice,for she too was overcome by feel- ing—‘but in all else I am your mother; and I love you equally with my other children. If there has ‘over been a difference, it has all been in your favour.” “Why, why did you destroy the illusion under which have so long rested?” said Fanny, when both were more composed. ‘Why tell me a truth from which no good can flow? Why break in upon my happy ignorance with such a chilling revelation ? Oh, mo- ther, mother! Forgive me, if 1 say you have been cruel.” “Not so, my child. Believe me, that nothing but duty would have ever driven me to this avowal. You are now at woman’s legal age. You have a guar- dian, in whose hands your father, at his death, left, for your benefit, some property ; and this person now desires to settle the estate, and transfer to you what remains.” Bewildered, like one awakening from a dream, Fanny listened to this strange announcement. And ‘twas some time before she really comprehended her true position. “Not your child—a guardian—property !—What does it all mean? Am I really awake, mother ?”’ “Yes, dear, you are awake. It is no dream, be- lieve me,” was the tender reply of Mrs. Claire. ‘ But, remember, that all this does not diminish our love for you—does not remove you in the least from our 190 TRUE RICHES; OR, affections. You are still our child, bound to us bya thousand intertwining chords.” But little more passed between them at this 1n- terview. Fanny asked for no more particulars, and Mrs. Claire did not think it necessary to give any further information. Fanny soon retired to her own chamber, there to commune with her thoughts, and to seek, in tears, relief to her oppressed feelings. The meeting of Claire with Fanny, on his return home, was affecting. She met him with a quivering lip and moistened eyes, and, as she laid her cheek against his breast, murmured in a sad, yet deeply affectionate voice— “My father !’’ ‘My own dear child !” quickly replied Claire, with emotion. And then both stood for some time silent. Lead- ing her to a seat, Claire said tenderly— ‘“T have always loved you truly, and now you are dearer to me than ever.” ‘“‘My more than father,”’ was her simple response. ‘My own dear child!” said Mr. Claire, kissing her fondly. ‘We have ever blessed the day on which you came to us from God.” Words would only have mocked their feelings, and so but few words passed between them, yet how full of thoughts crowding upon thoughts were their minds—how over-excited their hearts with new emo- tions of love. After the younger members of the family had re- tired on that evening, Mr. and Mrs. Claire and Fanny were alone together. All three were in a calmer state of mind. Fanny listened with deep at- WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 191 tention, her hand shading her countenance so as to conceal its varying expression, to a brief history of her parentage. Of things subsequent to the time of her entrance into her present home, but little was said. ‘There was an instinctive delicacy on the part of Claire and his wife, now that Fanny was about coming into the possession of property, which kept back all allusion to the sacrifices they had made, and the pain they had suffered on her account, in their contentions with her guardian. In fact, this matter of property: produced with them a feeling of embar- rassment. They had no mercenary thoughts in re- gard to it—had no wish to profit by their intimate and peculiar relation. And yet, restricted in their own income, and with a family growing daily more expensive, they understood but too well the embar- rassment which would follow, if any very important change were made in their present external relations. To explain every thing to Fanny, would, they knew, lead to an instant tender of all she possessed. But this they could not do; nor had they a single selfish desire in regard to her property. If things could remain as they were, without injustice to Fanny, they would be contented; but they were not alto- gether satisfied as to the amount they were recelv- ing for her maintenance. It struck them as being too much; and they had more than once conferred together in regard to its reduction. The first thing to be done was to make Fanny comprehend her relation to Mr. Jasper, her guar- dian, and his wish to settle up the estate of her father, and transfer to her, or her representative, the property that remained in his hands. 192 | TRUE RICHES ; OR, “ T will leave all with you, father,” was the very natural response made to this. ‘ All I have is yours. Do just as you think best.” On the next day a power of attorney in the name of Edward Claire was executed ; and, as Jas- per was anxious to get the business settled, every facility thereto was offered. Claire examined the will of Mr. Elder, in which certain property was men- tioned, and saw that it agreed with the guardian's statement. All the accounts were scrutinized ; and all the vouchers for expenditure compared with the various entries. Every thing appeared correct, and Claire expressed himself entirely satisfied. All le- gal forms were then complied with; and, in due time, the necessary documents were prepared ready for the signature of Claire, by which Jasper would be freed from the nervous anxiety he had for years felt whenever his thoughts went forward to this par- ticular point of time. On the evening preceding the day when a con- summation so long and earnestly looked for was to take place, Jasper, with his mind too much absorbed ‘1 business troubles to mingle with his family, sat alone in his library, deeply absorbed in plans and calculations. His confidence in fortune and his own prudence had been growing weaker, daily ; and now it seemed to him as if a great darkness were gathering all around. He had fully trusted in him- self; alas! how weak now seemed to him his hu- man arm; how dim the vision with which he would penetrate the future. Herwas mocked of his own overweening and proud confidence. This was his state of mind when a servant came WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 193 to the library-door, and announced a gentleman who wished to see him. ‘¢ What is his name?” asked Jasper. “He said it was no difference. He was a friend.” “Tt might make a great difference,’ Jasper mut- tered in an undertone. “Show him up,” he said aloud. The servant retired, and Jasper waited for his visitor to appear. He was not long in suspense. The door soon reopened, and a man, poorly clad, and with a face bearing strong marks of intempe- rance and evil passions, came in. “You do not know me,” said he, observing that the merchant, who had risen to his feet, did not recognise him. Jasper shook his head. “ Look closer.” There was an air of familiarity and rude insolence about the man. “Martin!” exclaimed Jasper, stepping back a few paces. ‘Is it possible !”’ “Quite possible, friend Jasper,” returned the man, helping himself to a chair, and sinking into it with the air of one who felt himself at home. Surprise and perplexity kept the merchant dumb for some moments. He would quite as lief have been confronted with a robber, pistol in hand. “Ido not wish to see you, Martin,” said he, at length, speaking in a severe tone of voice. “ Why ave you intruded on me again? Are you not satisfied ? Have you no mercy ?” “None, Leonard Jasper, none,’ replied the man 17 194 TRUE RICHES; OR, scowling. ‘I never knew the meaning of the word _—no more than yourself.” “You are nothing better than a robber,” said the merchant, bitterly. “JT only share with bolder robbers their richer plunder, ’ retorted the man. “J will not bear this, Martin. Leave my pre sence.” “J will relieve you certainly,”’ said the visitor, rising, “‘ when you have done for me what I wish. I arrived here, to-day, penniless ; and have called for a trifling loan to help me on My way North.” “Loan! what mockery! I will yield no further to your outrageous demands. I was a fool ever to have feared the little power you possess. Go, sir | I do not fear you.” “J want your check for two hundred dollars—no more,” said Martin, in a modified tone—“ I will not be hard on you. Necessity drives me to this resort ; but I hope never to trouble you again.” “Not a dollar,” replied Jasper, firmly. ‘And now, my friend, seek some other mode of sustaining yourself in vice and idleness. You have received from me your last contribution. In settling the es- tate of Reuben Elder to the entire satisfaction of all parties, I have disarmed you. You have no fur- ther power to hurt.”’ “You may find yourself mistaken in regard to my power,” replied Martin as he made a move- ment toward the door, and threw back upon the merchant a side-glance of the keenest malignity. “Many a foot has been stung by the reptile it spurned.” WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 195 The word ‘stay’? came not to Jasper’s lips. He was fully in earnest. Martin paused, with his hand on the door, and said— “Qne hundred dollars will do.” “Not a copper, if it were to save you from the nether regions!” cried Jasper, his anger and indignation oerleaping the boundaries of self- control. He was alone in the next moment. ‘As his ex- citement cooled down, he felt by no means indif- ferent to the consequences which might follow this rupture with Martin. More than one thought pre- sented itself, which, if it could have been weighed calmly a few minutes before, would have caused a slightly modified treatment of his unwelcome visitor. But having taken his position, Jasper determined to adhere to it, and brave all consequences. While Claire was yet seated at the breakfast- table on the next morning, word was brought that : gentleman was in the parlour and wished to see im. On entering the parlour, he found there a man of exceedingly ill appearance, both as to countenance and apparel. ‘ «My name is Martin,” said this person—“ though you do not, I presume, know me.” Claire answered that he was to him an entire stranger. “] have,” said the man, speaking in a low, confidential tone of voice, “became cognisant of certain facts, which it much concerns you, or at least your adopted daughter, Fanny Elder, to know.” 196 TRUE RICHES; OR, For a few moments, Claire was overcome with surprise. “ Concerns Fanny Elder to know! What do you mean, sir ?”’ “Precisely what I say. There has been a great fraud committed; and I know all the ins and the outs of it!” “By whom?” asked Claire. « Ah!” replied the visitor, “that we will come to after a while.” “Upon whom, then?” “Upon the estate of Ruben Elder, the father of your adopted daughter.” Not liking either the man’s appearance or man- ner, Claire said, after a moment’s reflection— “Why have you called to see me , “To give the information I have indicated—pro- vided, of course, that you desire to have it.”’ “On what terms do you propose to act in this matter? Let us understand each other in the be- ginning.” ne “TJ can put you in the way of recovering for Miss Elder from twenty to a hundred thousand dollars, out of which she has been cheated. But, before I give you any information on the subject, I shall re- quire an honourable pledge on your part, as well as written agreement, to pay me twenty per cent. of the whole amount recovered. Will you give it ”’ Claire bent his head in thought for some moments. When he looked up he said— _ “No, sir. Ican make no compact with you of this kind.” “Very well, sir. That closes the matter,’ re- ae WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 197 plied Martin, rising. “If you will not buy a for- tune at so small a cost, you deserve to be poor. How far your conscience is clear in respect to Miss Elder, is another matter. But, perhaps you don't credit what I say. Let me give you a single hint. Fanny Elder was missing once for three days. I had a hand in that affair. Do you think she was carried off, and taken to another city for nothing ? If so, you are wonderfully mistaken. But good morning, sir. If you should, on reflection, change your mind, you can hear of me by calling at the office of Grind, the lawyer.” ‘Good morning,” returned Claire, showing not the least disposition to retain the man, toward whom he experienced a strong feeling of dislike and sense of repulsion. Martin lingered a few moments, and then went out, leaving Claire bewildered by a rush of new thoughts. CHAPTER XX. Tue meeting of Claire and Jasper, for the final settlement of Mr. Elder’s estate, was to take place at the office of Grind, at ten o’clock. Before keep- ing his appointment, the former turned over in his mind, with careful deliberation, the circumstances which had just occurred; and the more he thought of it, the better satisfied was he that a fraud had been committed.. The author of that fraud could 17* 198 TRUE RICHES; OR, be no one else but the guardian of Fanny; of whose honesty Claire had, with good reason, no very high opinion. His conclusion was, not to accept, at pre- sent, a settlement of the estate. With an uneasy foreboding of evil—he was, in fact, rarely now without that feeling—Leonard Jas- per took his way to the office of Grind. Notwith- standing he had defied Martin, he yet feared him. But he was so near to the point of comparative safety, that he hoped soon to be past all real danger from this quarter. Too little time had elapsed, since he parted with him, for Martin to see Claire, even if a thought of assailing him in that quarter had crossed his mind. So Jasper believed. How sadly taken by surprise was he, therefore, when, on meeting Claire, the latter said— ‘¢ Since I saw you yesterday, a matter has come to my knowledge which I feel bound to investigate, before proceeding any farther in this business.” As if struck by a heavy blow, Jasper moved a pace or two backward, while an instant pallor overspread his face. Quickly recovering himself, he said— “Explain yourself, Edward. What matter has come to your knowledge?” “On that subject I would prefer speaking with you alone,”’ replied Claire. “This room is at your service,” said Grind, rising and retiring toward his front office. ‘You will be altogether free from intrusion.” And he passed out, | closing the door behind him. ‘‘ Edward,” said Jasper, in as firm a voice as he could assume, “ What is the meaning of this? You look at me with an expression of countenance, and WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 199 ae have spoken in a tone that implies a belief on your part that I have not acted fairly in the matter of this guardianship.” “ Such, at least, is my impression,” replied Claire, firmly. « Have you come here to insult me, sir?” Jas- per drew himself up with an offended manner. “No, Mr. Jasper. I have no such intention. All I purpose is, to ascertain how far certain in- formation received by me this morning is correct.” “What information ?” The merchant became a good deal agitated. «A man named Martin called on me” “Martin! oh, the wretch! My curses rest on him, for a base betrayer I”? Claire was startled at the effect produced by his mention of the name of Martin. Jasper, on hear- ing this name, believed that every thing had been divulged, and, in the bitterness and despair of this conviction, threw off all concealment. His counte- nance, which had partly gained its usual colour, be- came pallid again, while large beads of sweat oozed from the relaxed pores and stood upon his forehead. Moving back a step or two, he sank into a chair, and averting his face, sat struggling with himself to regain the mastery over his feelings. Low changed, in a few brief years, had become the relation of these two men. ‘The poor, humble, despised, but honest clerk, now stood erect, while the merchant cowered before him in humiliation and fear. “ Rdward,” said Jasper, as soon as he had suffi- cient composure of mind to think somewhat clearly 200 TRUE RICHES; OR, and speak calmly, “‘ What do you purpose doing in this matter ?” “What is right, Mr. Jasper,” answered Claire, firmly. ‘That is my duty.” «Ruin! ruin! ruin!” exclaimed Jasper, in a low voice, again losing command of himself, and wring- ing his hands hopelessly. “ Oh! that it should have come to this!” Astonished as Claire was by what he now heard and saw, he felt the necessity of preserving the most entire self-possession. When Jasper again put the question— ‘What do you purpose doing, Edward?” he re- ied: ‘«T shall be better able to answer that question when I have all the particulars upon which to make up a decision. At present, I only know that a large amount of property has been withheld from Miss Elder; and that I have only to bring this man Martin into a court of justice to have every thing made clear.’ “And this you purpose doing ?’ “J ghall do so, undoubtedly; unless the object to be gained by such a course 1s secured in another way.” ‘Quite as much, believe me, Edward, can be gained through private arrangement as by legal in- vestigation,” returned Jasper, his manner greatly subdued. “You and I can settle every thing, L am sure, between ourselves; and, as far as my ability will carry me, it shall be to your entire satis- faction. Ihave greatly mistaken your character, or you will take no pleasure in destroying me.” ? WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 201 9 “ Pleasure in destroying you?” Claire was still further affected with surprise. “In no man’s de- struction could I take pleasure.” “TJ believe you Edward. And now let me give you a history of this matter from the beginning. You will know better what course to pursue when you comprehend it fully.” And then, to the astonished ears of Claire, Jas- per related how, through the man Martin, he be- came possessed of the fact that the supposed almost valueless piece of land in Pennsylvania which Mr. Elder had taken to secure a debt of five hundred dollars, contained a rich coal deposite—and how, as executor to his estate, and the guardian of his child, he had by presenting the child in person be- fore commissioners appointed by the court, obtained an order for the sale of the land, with the declared purpose of investing the proceeds in some produc- tive property. It was for this that he had been so anxious to get Fanny, and for this that he carried her off forcibly, although his agency in the matter did not appear. He then related how, in the sale, he became the real purchaser ; and how, afterward, the tract, as coal land, was sold to a company for nearly a hundred thousand dollars. “ But Edward,” said Jasper, as he concluded his humiliating narrative, “1 am worse off to-day than ‘¢ T had never made this transaction. It gave me a large amount of capital for trade and speculation, but it also involved me in connections, and led me into schemes for money-making, that have wellnigh proved my ruin. In all truth, I am not, this day, 202 TRUE RICHES; OR, worth one-half of what I received for that pro- perty.” Jasper ceased speaking ; but astonishment kept Claire silent. “And now, Edward,’ resumed the former, “I am ready to make restitution as far as in my power lies. You can drag me into court, and thus blast my reputation ; or, you can obtain for Miss Elder as much, or even more, than you would probably get by law—for, if driven into the- courts, I will contend to the last moment—through an amicable arrangement. Which course are you disposed to take ?”’ ‘J have no desire to harm you, Mr. Jasper—none in the world. If the terms of settlement which you may offer are such as, under all the circumstances, I feel justified in accepting, 1 will meet your wishes. But you must bear in mind that, in this’ matter, 1 am not acting for myself.” “J know—but your judgment of the case must determine.” “ Tyue—and in that judgment I will endeavour to hold an equal balance.” The two men now retired from the lawyer’s office ; and, ere parting, arranged a meeting for that even- ing at the store of Jasper, where they could be en- tirely alone. For two or three successive evenings these conferences were continued, until Claire was entirely satisfied that the merchant’s final offer to transfer to the possession of Fanny Elder four houses, valued at five thousand dollars each, in full settlement of her father’s estate, was the very best WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 203 he could do; and far more than he would probably obtain if an appeal were made to the law. As quickly as this transfer could be made, it was done. Not until the long-desired documents, vouch- ing for the equitable settlement of the estate, were in Jasper’s hands, did he breathe freely. Oh! through what an ordeal he had passed. How his own pride, self-consequence, and self-sufficiency had been crushed out of him! And not only in spirit was he humbled and broken. In his anxiety to set- tle up the estate of Mr. Elder, and thus get the sword that seemed suspended over his head by a single hair, removed, he had overstepped his abili- ty. The houses referred to were burdened with a mortgage of nearly ten thousand dallars; thisihad, of course, to be released; and, in procuring tie money therefor, he strained to the utmost his credit, . thus cutting off important facilities needed in his large, and now seriously embarrassed business. Tt is the last pound that breaks the camel’s back. This abstraction of money and property took away from Jasper just what he needed to carry him safe- ly through a period of heavy payments, at a time when there was some derangement in financial cir- cles. In less than a month from the time he settled the estate of Reuben Elder, the news of his failure startled the business community. He went down with a heavy plunge, and never again rose to the strface. . His ruin was complete. He had trusted in riches. Gold was his god; and the idol had mocked him. 204 TRUE RICHES; OR, CHAPTER XXI. Buyonp what has already been written, there is not much, in the histories of those whom we have introduced, to be told, except briefly, worthy the reader’s interested attention. Martin, the old accomplice of Jasper, finding his power over that individual gone, and failing in the ~ card he played against Claire’s nice sense of honour and integrity of purpose, now turned, like an ill-na- tured, hungry cur, and showed his teeth to the man through whose advice he had so long been able to extort money from Jasper. He felt the less com- punction in so doing, from the fact that Grind, an- gry with him for having been the agent of Jasper’s final destruction, which involved him in a severe loss, had expressed himself in no measured terms—had, in fact, lashed him with most bitter and opprobrious words. Several times, during the progress of events briefly stated in the concluding portions of the last chapter, Martin had, in his frequent visits to the lawyer, hinted, more or less remotely, at his great need of money. But to these intimations, Grind never gave the slightest response. At last the man said boldly— “Mr. Grind, you must help me to a little mo- ney.” This was directly after the failure of Jas- per. WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 205 “T cannot do it,’’ was the unequivocal reply. ‘¢' You have, by your miserable vindictiveness, ruined Jasper, after having subsisted on him for years— a base return for all you owe him—and, in doing so, half destroyed me. You have killed the goose that laid the golden egg, and there is no one but yourself to thank for this folly.”’ ‘You must help me, Mr. Grind,” said Martin, his brows knitting, and the muscles of his lips grow- ‘ing rigid. ‘ Youhad a hand in that business as well as Jasper ; you took a big slice, if he did keep the major part of the loaf; and so I have a right to ask some slight return for important service rendered.” ‘‘What! This to me!” exclaimed Grind, roused to instant excitement. ‘‘This to you,”’ was the cool, deliberate answer. ‘You have mistaken your man,” returned the lawyer, now beginning to comprehend Martin more thoroughly. ‘I understand my whole relation to this affair too well to be moved by any attempt at extortion which you can make. But I can tell you a little secret, which it may be interesting for you to know.” | ‘What is it?” growled the man. ‘Why, that I hold the power to give you a term in the State’s prison, whenever I may happen to feel inclined that way.” “Indeed !”” Martin spoke with a cold, defiant sneer. “T am uttering no vague threat. From the be- ginning, I have kept this trap over you, ready to spring, if need be, at a moment’s warning.” ‘‘] suppose you thought me a poor fool, did you 18 206 TRUE RICHES; OR, not?” said Martin as coldly and contemptuously as before. ‘But you were mistaken. I have not been altogether willing to trust myself in your hands, without good advice from a limb of the law uite as shrewd as yourself.” “What do you mean?” exclaimed Grind, some- what startled by so unexpected a declaration. “Plainly,”’ was answered, “ while I took your ad- vice as to the surest way to act upon Jasper, I con- sulted another as to the means of protecting myself from you, if matters ever came to a pinch.” “Qh! Preposterous!” Grind forced a laugh. “'That’s only an afterthought.” “Js it. Hark!’ Martin bent close to his ear, and uttered a few words in an undertone. Grind started as if stung by a serpent. “¢Wretch !”’ ‘‘Tt is useless to call ill names, my friend. Ihave you in my power; and I mean to keep you there. But I shall not be very hardon you. 58o, don’t look so awfully cut down.” For once the scheming, unscrupulous lawyer found himself outwitted. His tool had proved too sharp for him. Without a doubt he was in his power to an extent by no means agreeable to contemplate. Grind now saw that conciliation was far better than anta- gonism. When Martin retired from the lawyer's office, he had in his pocket a check for two hundred dollars, while behind him was left his solemn pledge to leave the city for New Orleans the next day. The pledge, when given, he did not intend to keep; and it was not kept, as Grind soon afterward learned, to his WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. . 20T sorrow. A drunkard and a gambler, it did not take Martin long to see once more the bottom of his purse. Not until this occurred did he trouble the lawyer again. ‘Then he startled him with a second visit, and, after a few sharp words, came off with another check, though for a less amount. And for years, leech-like, Martin, sinking lower and lower all the time, continued his adhesion to the lawyer, abstracting continually, but in gradually diminishing sums, the money needed for natural life and sensual indulgence, until often his demands went not above a dollar. Grind, reluctantly as he yielded to these demands, believed it wiser to pay them than to meet the exposure Martin had it in his power to make. And so it went on, until, one day, to his in- expressible relief, Grind read in the morning papers an account of the sudden and violent death of his enemy. His sleep was sounder on the night that followed than it had been for @ long, long time. Of Edward Claire, and his happy family—not happy merely from an improved external condition, for the foundation of their happiness was laid in a deeper ground—we have not much to relate. When Claire brought to Fanny the title-deeds of the property which he had recovered from Jasper, she pushed them back upon him, saying, as she did so— “Keep them, father—keep them. Allis yours.” “No, my dear child,” replied Claire, seriously, yet with tenderness and emotion, “all is not mine. All is yours. This ‘property, through a wise Provi- dence, has come into your possession. I have no right to it.” 208 TRUE RICHES; OR, “Tf it is mine, father,” said Fanny, “have I not a right to do with it what I please ?”’ ‘¢Tn a certain sense you have.’ “Then I give it all to you—you, my more than father !” “For such a noble tender, my dear child, I thank you in the very inmost of my heart. But I cannot accept of it, Fanny.”’ “Why not, father? Why not? You have be- stowed on me more than wealth could buy? I know something of what you have borne and suffered for me. Your health, now impaired, was broken for me. Oh, my father! can I ever forget that? CanI ever repay you all I owe? Were the world’s wealth mine, it should be yours.” Overcome by her feelings, Fanny wept for some time on the breast of him she knew only as her father; and there the interview closed for the time. Soon after it was renewed ; and the occasion of this was an advantageous business offer made to Claire by Mr. Melleville, if he could bring in a ca- pital of twelve thousand dollars. Two of the houses received from Jasper, with some stocks, were sold to furnish this capital, and Claire, after his long strug- gle, found himself in a safe and moderately profitable business; and, what was more, with a contented and thankful spirit. Of what treasures was he possessed ¢ Treasures of affection, such as no money could buy ; and, above all, the wealth of an approving con- science. Mrs. Claire—happy wife and mother !—how large too was her wealth. From the beginning she had possessed the riches which have no wings—spiritual WEALTH WITHOUT WINGS. 209 riches, that depend on no worldly changes; laid up in the heaven of her pure mind, where moth could not corrupt, nor thieves break through and steal. The better worldly fortune that now came added to her happiness, because it afforded the means of giv- ing to their children higher advantages, and pro- cured for them many blessings and comforts to which they were hitherto strangers. Five years, passed under an almost cloudless sky, succeeded, and then the sweet home circle was broken by the withdrawal of one whose presence made per- petual sunshine. One so good, so lovely, so fitted in every way to form the centre of another home cir- cle as Fanny Elder, could hardly remain unwooed or unwon. Happily, in leaving the paternal haven, her life-boat was launched on no uncertain sea. The character of her husband was based on those sound, religious principles, which regard justice to man as the expression of love to God. A few weeks after the husband of Fanny had taken his lovely young wife to his own home, Claire waited upon him for the purpose of making a formal transfer of his wife’s property. “There are four houses,” said Claire, in describ- ing the property; « besides twelve thousand dollars which I have in my business. A portion of this latter I will pay over; on the balance, while it re- mains” “Mr. Claire,” returned the young man; interrupt- ing him, ‘the house you now live in, Fanny says, is your property—also the capital in your business.” “No—no—no. This is not 80. I do not want, and I will not keep @ dollar of her patrimony.” 18* 210 TRUE RICHES. “ You are entitled to every thing, in good right,” said the young man, smiling. “ But we will consent to take one-half as a good start in life.” ‘¢But, my dear sir”’ We will not, however, record the arguments, af- firmations, protestations, etc., made by each party in this contention, but drop the curtain, and leave the reader to infer the sequel. He cannot go very far wide of the truth. THE END. eee scec esas essence eenns name