Sheppard Lee, Written by Himself. Vol. 1 (of 2)Bird, Robert Montgomery
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Sheppard Lee, Written by Himself. Vol. 1 (of 2)
Bird, Robert Montgomery
American fiction -- 19th century; Satire
I shook him by the hand a dozen times over, swore "I was so glad to see
him he could not conceive;" assured him--in his ear--the fellows he saw
were ambitious cobblers and stitchers, who had come to beg my favour
and recommendation to the fashionable circles, for my countenance was
a fortune, and the rascals _would_ persecute me; declared my friend
Tickle, who stood enjoying the scene from a corner, was a young blood
and intimate, who had just lent me a thousand dollars to pay a poor
fellow who was in distress; and concluded by assuring him, that as I
did not like being obliged to a man _not_ a near kinsman, I would hand
the sum back again, and borrow it of _him_ if he had brought so much to
town with him.
The warm welcome with which I began my speech greatly delighted my
uncle's heart, as I saw; my apology for the appearance of the duns,
it was evident, caused him to look upon me as a young fellow of great
importance and distinction; the reference to the young blood who had
just lent me a thousand dollars, confirmed his opinion of my lofty
stand among the rich and fashionable; and to all these members of
my discourse he hearkened with respect and satisfaction; but when I
arrived at my climax, and professed a readiness to borrow that sum of
himself, I thought his eyes would drop out of his head, they stared out
so far. In a word, I perceived that, let him be as rich as he might,
he was not the man to lend me money; for which reason I despised the
relationship more than ever, and resolved to disown it as soon as my
convenience would permit. But it was proper to make it useful at the
present moment.
I turned round upon my duns, who were yet in confusion. "Gentlemen,"
said I, giving them a bow of dismission, "I will remember your claims;
you may depend upon me; but at present, as you see, I must attend to
those of my excellent uncle. You understand me, ehem."
"Ehem," said they all; and I thought they would have all turned
somersets, so profound were their congees, as, one by one, they sneaked
out of the room. The only ones who hesitated were my landlord, Nora
Magee, and Snip the tailor. The first was probably overcome by a sense
of having dunned me too hard, and despair of forgiveness; on which
supposition I gave him a frown, and waved my hand, and he retired. As
for Nora, she perhaps loitered to feast her eyes with the spectacle
of the rich man, from whose pockets were to be drawn her ten dollars;
but I gave her a wink (a very vulgar way of conveying a hint, I
confess--but one can't be genteel with one's creditors), and she rolled
smiling away. What kept the tailor I could not say; till, having given
him divers significant looks and gestures, he began to drawl out, "Can't
controvert no gentleman, but--" when I stepped up to him, took him by
the arm, and led him from the apartment.
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