The causes at work in the
beginning, have wrought out their legitimate effects--the tree has
ripened its fruits--the harvest has been gathered. The quiet of old
times has fallen upon S----. It was only a week ago that steps were
taken to set the long silent mills in motion. A company, formed in
Boston, has purchased the lower mill, and rented from Mr.
Wallingford the upper one, which was built on the Allen estate.
Squire Floyd, I learn, is to be the manager here for the company. I
am glad of this. Poor man! He was stripped of everything, and has
been, for the past two years, in destitute circumstances. How he has
contrived to live, is almost a mystery. The elegant house which he
had built for himself was taken and sold by creditors, with the
furniture, plate, and all things pertaining thereto, and,
broken-spirited, he retired to a small tenement on the outskirts of
the town, where he has since lived. His unhappy daughter, with her
two children, are with him. Her son, old enough to be put to some
business, she has placed in a store, where he is earning enough to
pay his board; while she and her daughter take in what sewing they
can obtain, in order to lessen, as far as possible, the burden of
their maintenance.
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