She continued to read,--

“A recent event, we ought to say a recent disaster, has just confirmed

our doctrines, and justifies but too clearly our admonition to be

careful.

“A company which started into existence last year with amazing

suddenness, which filled the whole world with its flaming

advertisements, crowding the newspapers, and decorating the

street-corners,--a company which was most surely to enrich its

stockholders, is already no longer able to pay the interest on its

paid-up capital.

“As to the capital itself--but we will not anticipate events.

“All of our readers will have understood that we are speaking of the

Franco-American Society of Pennsylvania Oil-Wells, which for the last

eight days has been the subject of universal excitement.

“On ‘Change the shares of a hundred dollars are quoted at 4-to-5.”

Blinding tears prevented Henrietta from going on. “Great God!” she

exclaimed. “O God!” Then, mastering her weakness, she began once more to

read,--

“And yet if ever any company seemed to offer all the material and

moral guarantees which we can desire before risking our carefully saved

earnings, this company presented them.

“It had at its head a man who in his day was looked up to as a statesman

endowed with rare administrative talents, and whose reputation as a man

of sterling integrity seemed to lie above all suspicion.

“Need we say that this was the ‘high and mighty Count Ville-Handry’?

“Hence they did not spare this great and noble name, but proclaimed

it aloud on the housetops. It was the Count Ville-Handry here, and the

Count Ville-Handry there. He was to bestow upon the country a new branch

of industry. He was to change vile petroleum into precious gold.

“It was especially brought into notice that the noble count’s personal

fortune was nearly equal to the whole capital of the new company,--ten

millions. Hence he was risking his own money rather than the money of

others.

“It is now a year since these dazzling promises were made. What remains

of them all? Shares, worth five dollars yesterday, worth, perhaps,

nothing at all to-morrow, and a more than doubtful capital.

“Who could have expected in our day a new edition of Law’s Mississippi

Scheme?”

The paper fell from the hands of the poor girl. She had turned as pale

as death, and was staggering so, that Papa Ravinet’s sister took her in

her arms to support her.

“Horrible,” she murmured; “this is horrible!” Still she had not yet read

all. The old man picked up the paper, and read from another article,

below the lines which carried poison in every word, the following

comments:--

“Two delegates of the stockholders of the Pennsylvania Petroleum Company

were to sail this morning from Brest for New York.

“These gentlemen have been sent out by their fellow-sufferers to examine

the lands on which the oil-wells are situated which constitute the only

security of the shareholders. Certain people have gone so far as to

doubt even the existence of such oil-wells.”

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