Hot corn: Life Scenes in New York IllustratedRobinson, Solon
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Hot corn: Life Scenes in New York Illustrated
Robinson, Solon
New York (N.Y.) -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Temperance -- Fiction
"Of course you know I have won my bet. I have got the money. I
do not need it, you do. It is your due and much more from that
avaricious woman who deceived you so bitterly. You lost your
watch. It was partly my fault. If I had not believed the lies
told of you, it would not have happened, for then in a spirit
of retaliation, I had not been false to you, nor you to me, and
you would not have made the acquaintance of the gambler who
stole your watch. I cannot return that, but I send one in its
place. I also send you my check for the money won, and the same
sum which was staked against it. If you are ever in need
hereafter remember your real, truly sincere friend,
"FRANK BARKLEY."
She looked up with tearful eyes, and simply said, "Mrs. May, you will
not have to go to the pawnbroker's to-day. Take this check and go to the
bank, or I will write a note to a friend who will cash it in a minute,
it needs no endorsement, it is payable to the bearer, and you shall have
one hundred and I the other. Now let us look at the watch." They did
look at it, and of course admire it, and then Mr. Lovetree came in, and
then the letter was read again, and then he said, "the fellow has got a
heart after all, it has only been spoiled by bad associations; he has
got a good start now in the right path, and I shall make it my business
to look him up and help him along. Do you know, Athalia, where he
lives?"
"I have his card, sir, in my trunk."
"Very well, give it to me at your leisure, and we will let him know that
the pearls of that letter have not been cast before the very worst sort
of pigs."
Then Stella was going out to get the check changed, and then he said,
"Never mind, give it to me," and then he put it in his pocket-book very
carefully, and put that away in his left-hand pocket--he had a place for
everything; and then he put his hand into his right-hand pocket, and
took out fifty dollars in gold, and handed that to Athalia, with the
remark that he would bring her the balance to-morrow, that that was as
much as she would want to-day; and then he said, as he saw her slipping
it slyly into Mrs. May's hand, "Oh, that is it, is it?" and then Mrs.
May said, "she _must_ tell, and then she did tell all about her want of
money, and how she used to go to Athalia when she was in want, and now,
when neither of them had any, it did seem as though the good spirit had
opened the heart of that man to repentance and good works, just when it
was most needed."
And then they all went out, Mrs. May and Stella to hunt for the shop,
which they found and had in operation in a week, and which was the
foundation of a fortune, for it prospered wonderfully. The ball only
needed a start, it would accumulate at every roll. It is accumulating
still. I wish a few more benevolent old gentlemen would take each one of
them a little girl out of the street, and set the ball to rolling.
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