CHAPTER III.

The next morning the sun shone bright and clear in a cloudless sky,

and all were made joyous by its gladsome rays.

Edward was awakened at an early hour by the departure or

preparations to depart, of the two teamsters, who, having patronized

rather freely the young man in white jacket and green apron, were in

a delightful mood to enjoy a joke, and were making themselves quite

merry as they harnessed up their sturdy horses.

It was near nine when Othro and Edward found themselves on the way

to the confectioner's. Edward was glad on account of finding one

whom he thought he could trust as a friend, and congratulated

himself on his good luck.

Near the head of Cresto-street might have been seen, not many years

since, over the door of a large and fashionable store, a sign-board

bearing this inscription: "M. Lagrange, Confectioner and Dealer in

Wines and Cordials." We say it was "large and fashionable;" and

those of our readers who recollect the place of which we speak will

testify to the truth of our assertion.

Its large windows, filled with jars of confectionary and preserves,

and with richly-ornamented bottles of wine, with the richest pies

and cake strewed around, presented a showy and inviting appearance,

and a temptation to indulge, too powerful to resist, by children of

a larger growth than lisping infants and primary-school boys. Those

who daily passed this store looked at the windows most wistfully;

and this was not all, for, at their weekly reckonings, they found

that several silver "bits" had disappeared very mysteriously during

the previous seven days.

To this place our hero and his newly-formed acquaintance were now

hastening. As they drew near, quite a bevy of ladies made their exit

therefrom, engaged in loud conversation.

"Lor!" said one, "it is strange Lagrange advertised to sell out."

"Why, if I was his wife," said another, "I'd whip him into my

traces, I would; an' he shouldn't sell out unless I was willin',--no,

he shouldn't! Only think, Miss Fitzgabble, how handy those wines

would be when one has a social soul step in!"

"O yes," replied Miss Fitzgabble, "and those jars of lozenges! How

enchantingly easy to elevate the lid upon a Sabbath morn, slip in

one's hand, and subtract a few! How I should smell of sassafras, if

I was Mrs. Lagrange!"

The ladies passed on, and were soon out of hearing. Edward and his

companion entered the store, where about a dozen ladies and

gentlemen were seated, discussing the fashions, forging scandal, and

sipping wine.

Mr. Lagrange was actively engaged when the two entered; but, seeing

them, and supposing them to have called on the business for which

they actually had called, he called to one of the attendants to fill

his place, and entered into conversation with Messrs. Dayton and

Treves, which in due time was terminated, they agreeing to call

again the next day.

First impressions are generally the most lasting. Those Edward and

Othro received during their visit and subsequent conversation were

favorable to the purchase.

On their return they consulted together for a long time, and finally

concluded to go that day, instead of waiting till the next, and make

Mr. Lagrange an offer of which they had no doubt he would accept.

Mr. Lagrange's chief object in selling out was that he might

disengage himself from business. He had been a long time in it; he

was getting somewhat advanced in life, and had accumulated

sufficient to insure him against want, and he deemed it best to step

out, and give room to the young-an example worthy of general

imitation.

That the business was profitable there could be no doubt. As Othro

had said, the profit on the wines was indeed immense.

On pleasant evenings the store was crowded; and, as it was filled

with the young, gay, and fashionable of wealthy rank, not much

difficulty was experienced in obtaining these large profits.

The return of the young men was not altogether unexpected by Mr.

Lagrange. He was ready to receive them. He set before them his best

wines. They drank freely, praised the wine, and extolled the store,

for they thought it admirably calculated to make a fortune in.

Mr. Lagrange imparted to them all the information they desired. They

made him an offer, which he accepted, after some thought; and

arrangements were entered into by which Messrs. Dayton and Treves

were to take possession on the morning of the following Monday.

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