FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   81   82   83   84   85   86   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   98   99   100   101   102   103   104   105  
106   107   108   109   110   111   112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   >>   >|  
nicated to you. CHAPTER SECOND. I begin shrewdly to suspect the young man of a terrible taint--Poetry; with which idle disease if he be infected, there's no hope of him in astate course. _Actum est_ of him for a commonwealth's man, if he goto't in rhyme once. Ben Jonson's _Bartholomew Fair._ My father had, generally speaking, his temper under complete self-command, and his anger rarely indicated itself by words, except in a sort of dry testy manner, to those who had displeased him. He never used threats, or expressions of loud resentment. All was arranged with him on system, and it was his practice to do "the needful" on every occasion, without wasting words about it. It was, therefore, with a bitter smile that he listened to my imperfect answers concerning the state of commerce in France, and unmercifully permitted me to involve myself deeper and deeper in the mysteries of agio, tariffs, tare and tret; nor can I charge my memory with his having looked positively angry, until he found me unable to explain the exact effect which the depreciation of the louis d'or had produced on the negotiation of bills of exchange. "The most remarkable national occurrence in my time," said my father (who nevertheless had seen the Revolution)--"and he knows no more of it than a post on the quay!" "Mr. Francis," suggested Owen, in his timid and conciliatory manner, "cannot have forgotten, that by an _arret_ of the King of France, dated 1st May 1700, it was provided that the _porteur,_ within ten days after due, must make demand"-- "Mr. Francis," said my father, interrupting him, "will, I dare say, recollect for the moment anything you are so kind as hint to him. But, body o' me! how Dubourg could permit him! Hark ye, Owen, what sort of a youth is Clement Dubourg, his nephew there, in the office, the black-haired lad?" "One of the cleverest clerks, sir, in the house; a prodigious young man for his time," answered Owen; for the gaiety and civility of the young Frenchman had won his heart. "Ay, ay, I suppose _he_ knows something of the nature of exchange. Dubourg was determined I should have one youngster at least about my hand who understood business. But I see his drift, and he shall find that I do so when he looks at the balance-sheet. Owen, let Clement's salary be paid up to next quarter-day, and let him ship himself back to Bourdeaux in his father's shi
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   81   82   83   84   85   86   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   98   99   100   101   102   103   104   105  
106   107   108   109   110   111   112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   >>   >|  



Top keywords:
father
 

Dubourg

 

Clement

 
manner
 
France
 
exchange
 

Francis

 

deeper

 

recollect

 

moment


provided
 
forgotten
 

conciliatory

 

suggested

 

demand

 

interrupting

 

porteur

 

cleverest

 

business

 

understood


youngster
 

balance

 

Bourdeaux

 
quarter
 

salary

 
determined
 
nature
 

office

 

haired

 

nephew


permit

 

clerks

 
suppose
 
Frenchman
 

prodigious

 
answered
 

gaiety

 

civility

 

rarely

 

command


speaking

 

generally

 
temper
 

complete

 
expressions
 
resentment
 

arranged

 

threats

 
displeased
 

Poetry