e to see Cynthia Glenn a wife, to give
her a comfortable start in the world--set that down, for I will do it,
yes, I will," said the old gent, with an emphatic rap on his snuff-box.

* * * * *

Ten years passed away; Captain Winepipes has paid the debt of nature; he
did not live to see Rose Glenn a wife; but, nevertheless, he left a
clause in his will, that fully carried out his expressed intentions when
Rose did marry, some two years after she arrived at the age of sweet
seventeen. Martin Glenn Carson graduated in the printing office, and
very recently filled one of the most important stations in the judiciary
of Illinois, as well as a chivalrous part in the recent war with Mexico.
Cynthia was wedded to a well known member of the Philadelphia bar, an
event that Job Carson barely lived to see, and, as he agreed to, donated
a sum, quite munificent, towards making things agreeable in the progress
of her married life. Widow Glenn remained a faithful servant and friend
to the old merchant, and, upon his death, she became heir to the family
mansion, and means to keep it up at the usual bountiful rate. Large
bequests were made in Job Carson's will, to charitable institutes, but
the bulk of his fortune fell to his adopted son, Martin, who proved not
unworthy of his good fortune. Banquo ended his days in the service of
the widow, who had cause for and took pleasure in blessing the vehicle
that conveyed to herself and orphans their rare good fortune, in guise
of a NEWSPAPER ADVERTISEMENT.

Incidents in a Fortune-Hunter's Life.

We do not now recollect what philosopher it was who said, "it's no
disgrace to be poor, but it's often confoundedly unhandy!" But, we have
little or no sympathy for poor folks, who, ashamed of their poverty,
make as many and tortuous writhings to escape its inconveniences, as
though it was "against the law" to be poor. It is the cause of
incalculable human misery, to _seem_ what we are _not_; to appear beyond
_want_--yea, even in affluence and comfort, when the belly is robbed to
clothe the back--the inner man crucified to make the outside _lie_ you
through the world, or into--genteel "society." This, though abominable,
is common, and leads to innumerable ups and downs, crime and fun, in
this old world that we temporarily inhabit.

Choosing rather to give our life pictures a familiar and diverting--and
certainly none the less instructive garb--than to hunt up mis