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She know'd 'twasn't only a joke." Mr. Van Boozenberg drew out a large red bandana handkerchief, and blew his nose as if it had been a trumpet sounding a charge. Messrs. Newt & Son smiled sympathetically. The junior partner observed, cheerfully, "Yes, Sir." The millionaire stared at the young man. "Ma's going to Saratogy," remarked Mr. Van Boozenberg. "She said she wanted to go.
It is only money as the representative of intelligence and refinement, of books, pictures, society as a vast influence and means of charity; is it not, Sir?" Upon which Mr. Abel Newt blew a prodigious cloud of smoke. Mr. Boniface Newt responded, "Oh fiddle! that's all very fine. But my answer to that is Jacob Van Boozenberg." "Bless my soul! here he comes.
"You look a little tired to-night, father," says Gabriel, when they are all seated in the front room again, by the table, with the lamp lighted. "Yes," replies the father, who sits upon the sofa, with his wife by his side "yes; Mr. Van Boozenberg was very angry to-day about some error he thought he had discovered, and he was quite short with us book-keepers, and spoke rather sharply."
Nancy, while May walked tranquilly behind like an angel going home, as Gabriel Bennet said in his heart when he passed her with his sister Ellen leaning on his arm. The Van Boozenberg carriage rolled along the street, conveying Mr. and Mrs. Jacob to meditate upon heavenly things. Mrs. Dagon and Mrs. Orry passed, and bowed sweetly, on their way to learn how to love their neighbors as themselves.
A man who has a smart nevy in Congress has a tap in a good barrel." And Mr. Van Boozenberg laughed loudly at his own humor. "Why, yes. Sir. I think I may say that the pleasantest part of my new life if you will allow me to use the expression is my return to the friends best worth having. I think I have learned, Sir, that steady-going business, with no nonsense about it, is the permanent thing.
Returning to Wall Street, the Honorable Abel Newt met Mr. President Van Boozenberg. They shook hands, and the old gentleman said, warmly, "I see ye goin' into your Uncle Lawrence's a while ago, as I was comin' along South Street. Mr. Abel, Sir, I congratilate ee, Sir. I've read your speech, and I sez to ma, sez I, I'd no idee of it; none at all. Ma, sez she, Law, pa! I allers knowed Mr.
Arthur replied, with entire coolness, "Aunt Winnifred, what's the use of going to church when Van Boozenberg goes, and is not in the least discomposed? I'm afraid of the morality of such a place!" Aunt Winnifred's eyes dilated with horror. She had no argument to throw at Arthur in return, and that reckless fellow always had to help her out.
Van Boozenberg, I am pleased to introduce to you my son Abel, who has just entered the house." Abel rose and bowed. "Have you been in the store?" asked the old gentleman. "No, Sir, I've been at school." "What! to school till now? Why, you must be twenty years old!" exclaimed Mr. Van Boozenberg, in great surprise. "Yes, Sir, in my twentieth year." "Why, Mr. Newt," said Mr.
"A werry pretty store you have here, Mr. Newt. Find Pearl Street as good as Beaver?" "Oh yes, Sir," replied Boniface Newt, bowing and rubbing his hands. "Call again, Sir; it's a rare pleasure to see you here, Mr. Van Boozenberg." "Well, you know, ma, sez she, now pa you mustn't sit in draughts.
The President was quite beside himself, and sat down in his room, wringing his hands and crying; while the messenger ran for a carriage, into which Gabriel stepped with Mr. Van Boozenberg, and drove as rapidly as possible to the office of the Chief of Police, who promised to set his men to work at once; but the search was suddenly terminated by the bills found upon the body of Abel Newt.
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