OLD JACOBS.
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Thanks to my lucky star ? exclaimed old Jacobs, standing near lofty moun- tain, and looking with infinite complacen- cy at the property which he had purchac- ed at the Tontine Coffee House-'Thanks to my lucky star I am worth one hund- red thousand dollars !-'I am worth at least one hundred thousand dollars ? said he, fairly scraped together! think will buy a ship for Jack; Tom shall be coun- sellor; Patty, yes, Patty shall marry the English Ambassador

 'I am worth one hundred thousand dol- lars ! l was just sixty-6ve last Christmas, 1 am yet hale and strong. Go to: I'll withdraw from the bustle of the world, and the busy hum of the exchange. I'll retire and enjoy myself

 Good y continued old Jacobs, manful- ly striding up the mountains side-'Good! l am worth at least one hundred thousand dollars! Aye here I'll build me a warm mansion-there, I'll plant my orchard on this side will have my summer-house round younder angle, we'll run up the stable-and here will dig my ice-house. What must have all those unsightly wooden houses blocking up my view No matter can purchase them of my broth CT merchant, MT. Hicks and then every one ofthem shall come down.

 Consider, sir, for moment.' observed old Jacobs land agent, consider what will these poor people do, ifyou pull down their huts 1? 'Do-do'-let them do as they can: 'tis no concern of mine. And hark ye Mir. Agent, do you see that mill, that makes such a noisy clack do you see, I say, how its wheel obstructs the stream that wa ters my grounds ? Come no words-that shall come down too.'

 50 sagely determined old Jacobs, and ne went home pleased with the project oi hls brain. He supped heartily-he took hls hot punch-cracked his jokes-smok- ed four cigars--and went to bed.

 A fit of apoplexy came on suddenl, at night, and-old Jacobs never more a. woke.

 The unsightly wooden houses, there, fore, sill stand and their inhabitants