Holidays at the Grange; or, A Week's Delight: Games and Stories for Parlor and FiresideHiggins, Emily Mayer
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Holidays at the Grange; or, A Week's Delight: Games and Stories for Parlor and Fireside
Higgins, Emily Mayer
Amusements -- Juvenile literature; Children's stories; Indoor games -- Juvenile literature
The poor fellow went away, declaring himself a perfect cure. And
Forsythe and Barrington agreed, that after such a brilliant finale it
was as well to beat a retreat: just as some gentlemen, at the close of
an evening visit, relate a witty anecdote, or sparkle out a brilliant
repartee, snatch up their hats, make their bows, and leave you in the
middle of a laugh. But another adventure was in store for them, which
had not entered into their calculations at all. The play-bills show us
that after a tragedy there generally comes a farce: the case was
reversed with them, for they had enjoyed their farce, and had laughed
over it heartily--and now there was danger of its ending in a tragedy.
When their preparations were nearly complete for a sudden and
inexplicable disappearance, our astrologers were horrified by the
apparition, in the day time, of stars they had never consulted--stars of
this gross, lower world--stars which, in case of resistance, become
shooting stars, and which revolve, in very eccentric orbits, around the
central police station. What these portended, it needed no wisdom of
Chaldean sage to decipher--exposure, ridicule, disgrace, and the
prison. They had enjoyed their laugh at the world--now the tables would
be turned, and the world's dread laugh be raised against them.
Resistance was utterly in vain. Attired as they were, in flowing
Oriental garb, the distressed Wanderer and his faithful Selim were
hurried into a cab, which no conjuration, not even that of "the golden
eagle," could prevent from driving to the Mayor's office. Here they
beheld their former friend, Warren, evidently the "very head and front
of the offending:" he was talking to the little man of the famous will
case, who appeared to be on the verge of a violent nervous fever. The
latter wished to escape, but the lawyer was too resolute and
pertinacious to be conquered by his weak irritability, and he was
obliged to resign himself into his hands.
The exile had time allowed him to reflect upon his course of action. A
multitude of petty cases were up for examination, and the patience of
his Honor, the Mayor, was heavily taxed, especially as he knew that a
very capital dinner and excellent company were waiting for him at home.
At last this case of deception, imposture, and swindling came up in
turn; but not before the aged, wrinkled, care-worn man had whispered a
few words into the ears of the young lawyer, which made him start, and
give the other an admiring glance of surprise, as if he recognized in
him a genius of the highest order.
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