And now, said my friend, it is time I should make you acquainted with the gentlemen you saw this morning. The tall, spare, white haired gentleman, with a scooping form, a down-cast look, and a contriving countenance, is Mr. Bold Eno. You saw that he had an eye of fire; but it is only a spark struck from a heart of flint, and a conscience of steel. I have not much to say about him now, but he will figure by and by. The next is a gentleman of more noble presence, and less of the look of the d——l about him. His mouth is full of honied words, but if you believe them all, they will very likely prove “sweet to the taste but bitter in the belly.” His name is John-of-the-Field, which signifies that he is a great sportsman; but his sports are chiefly confined to shooting with the long gun. It has been said that he could shoot round a corner; but that is a slander upon the truth, and arose only from his dexterity, in always providing a corner, round which he _can_ escape, whenever his favorite weapon throws wide of the mark. He is a lover of the arts, and his soul melts at the dulcet sounds of music. His politeness, and hospitality, can be measured only by his love of power; and his opinion of himself is, that to make him the “greatest and best” man alive, he needs only to have his own way. A WESTERN FINANCIER. The third gentleman, whose hat was a little slouched, and his coat not of the most modern cut, who measured as much space at one stride of his legs, as the other gentlemen measured at two, with his fist doubled in his glove, expressive of his determination, and his wrath, is Mr. Commissioner —— from the state of ——. In his early youth, he left the land of his fathers, the land of steady habits, where he had learned, (what every one learns there,) how to read and spell correctly, with the rudiments of Pike and Murray, and fearless and alone, treading the western wilderness in search of a more genial soil, he established himself, where now a flourishing city spreads out her next to queenly beauty. Of course he reapt golden fruits of his toil, and opinions of his sagacity; in short he became, not unworthily, a great man among them. The principal error of his mind, was, that being born in comparative poverty, and accustomed to matter of fact dealing, he regarded the stupendous bubbles of artificial credit and means, as all real, and the men who managed them, as all abounding in riches, and as honest as himself. He is now here, to see how far his improved knowledge of finance may enable him to correct his past errors of judgment. DINING PRELIMINARY, &C.