The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 12, November, 1836Various
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The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 12, November, 1836
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American literature -- 19th century -- Periodicals
“While listening to the recital of the physician, amid pangs that
gnawed my soul, I formed the resolution of quitting my country, never
again to return, and in some foreign land, in an humble occupation,
with rigid economy and ceaseless industry, to build up another
fortune; not for the luxuries it might purchase, or the comforts it
might afford me in age, but that I might, as far as _money_ could
avail, repair the mischief which I had assisted in perpetrating, and
the injustice I had been guilty of towards my child.
“I watched the sun as he threw his slant rays on the fields and the
forests, familiar to me as the face of a friend, and when he sank
beneath the horizon, commenced the preparations for my departure. I
had some money; retaining as much as was absolutely necessary for my
expenses, and no more, I enclosed the remainder to my physician, with
a request that he would, after remunerating himself, pay the rest to
the poor old sheriff. I also despatched a note to my father-in-law,
stating my intention to leave the country, and imploring him, for the
mother’s sake, to bestow every care and attention on her child, and to
call him by her maiden name. This done, in the dead of the night I set
out on my journey, and took the direction of the sea port of ——.
Thence, under an assumed name, I embarked for this island, and here I
have since remained, steadily pursuing the course I had laid down for
myself. My labors have been crowned with success beyond my hopes, and
I am now the possessor of much greater wealth than I inherited. When I
was in England, a mere youth, an opportunity occurred of rendering an
important service to an acquaintance, at that time very needy, but who
has since become a partner in one of the most extensive banking houses
in London. Instead of burying my money in the ground, as the wiseacres
here have surmised, I have regularly remitted my gains to him, and by
his judicious management of them in the British funds, they have
reached their present amount. Through him too, I have received
intelligence of my son, on whose education no expense has been spared.
He has applied himself to the profession of the law, and is considered
as fast rising to eminence. I could long ago have rendered him
independent of labor, but I deemed it best that he should earn his
bread by the sweat of his brow. That portion of man’s doom is _not_ a
curse.
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