The Forgery; or, Best Intentions.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Forgery; or, Best Intentions.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Fiction
"I was very much inclined to cast myself at his feet and give him
honours more than his due; but you need not ask me whether I accepted
the proposal, which placed me in a position that I had never even
dreamed of obtaining. I was introduced to the newly-created viceroy,
gave him apparently the fullest satisfaction, and set out with him tor
Lima, applying myself heartily to learn, before I reached the shores
of the New World, the business which I was likely to be called upon to
transact. By close attention I made such great progress, that my new
patron, although at first somewhat cold towards me, who had been
forced into his service, became attached to me, and relied upon me
entirely. During two years I transacted the whole business of his
household, amassed great wealth, and as the business of my actual
office was as small as the emoluments were great, I had plenty of time
both to push my fortune and to enjoy my leisure. The _intendente_ of
the viceroy was a very great man. His favour and his influence were
sought for by all classes of people. A great portion of the wealth of
the province passed through his hands; and, enlarging my views with my
opportunities, I established a bank in Lima, rendered a large house in
Mexico a mere branch of my establishment, and, passing from the one
city to the other whenever the business of my _intendencia_ permitted,
became one of the greatest dealers in the precious metals to be found
in all the colonies. But I had fallen upon those changeful times which
left none of the world's goods firm and stable. Revolutionary ideas
began to get abroad; and, with a miscalculation very common in those
who have been born and acted under one period while passing to
another, I thought the things which I had been accustomed to retained
sufficient vitality to last, even though the germs of a new order of
events were destroying their roots and pushing through the ground. At
all events, gratitude towards the viceroy, who had been most kind and
generous towards me, would have induced me to pursue the same course
which I did follow, even if I had known that circumstances were
against him. His friends would have been my friends; his supporters,
those to whom I granted support. I was in the world of wealth; the
power of wealth was greater than the power of authority; and as, by
his generous carelessness, the wealth was at my command while the
authority was at his, I might be said to be more powerful in the
Indies than himself. I call heaven to witness that I did not use this
great power amiss. Undoubtedly, I supported the existing state of
things. By it I had risen; on it my fortunes were founded; and no one
had a right to attribute to me as a crime gratitude to those who had
befriended me, and the support of institutions under which I lived and
prospered. But then came the revolution: the colonies took advantage
of the weakness of the mother country--a weakness which their
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