Brothers Johnson - Stomp 12'. Eagles - Another Tequela Sunrise. MP3 5. Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody. Eagles - One Of These Night's. Antonia Rodriguez - La Bamba. Roxy Music - Jealous Guy. Sylvester - Do You Wanna Funk. Eagles - Best Of My Love.
MP3 8. Boomtown Rats - Rattrap. Exile - Kiss You All Over. Harry Chapin - W. Tubeway Army - Are Friends Electric. Family Stand - Ghetto Heaven 12' Remix. Curtis Mayfield - Move On Up. Abba - Gimme Gimme Gimme. Steely Dan - Haitian Divorce. Elton John - Pinball Wizard. The Village People - Ymca.
First Class - Beach Baby. Donna Summer - Love's Unkind. Doors - Riders On The Storm. Moments - Jack In The Box. George Harrison - My Sweet Lord. Faces - Stay With Me. Hawkwind - Silvermachine. Edgar Winter Group - Frankenstein.
James Beige - Nightgirl. Amana Melome - Encantada. AdrianoMaria - Tokyo. Estrela Guia - Easy. Embora 3 - Ta Ja Terreiro. Boka Do Mundo - Dizer. Ohm Guru - Once Again. Matteo Brancaleoni - Secret Love. Estrela Guia - De Quem a Voz. Honeymunch - Sheva. Ely Bruna - Give Me Tonight.
The Shiffers - Asa Nisi Masa. Marcheselli Produzioni - Aonde Vais. Groove On Commission - Tribe Dancing. Ring My Bell - Anita Ward. More, More, More - Andrea True. High Energy - Evelyn Thomas. Fly Robin Fly - Silver Convention. Maniac - Michael Sembello. Flashdance what a feeling - Irene Cara.
I'm so excited - The Pointer Sisters. Le Freak live - Chic. Kung Fu Fighting - Carl Douglas. Disco Inferno - The Trammps. Rock Your Baby - George Mccrae. Somebody Else's Guy - Jocelyn Brown. Just An Illusion - Imagination. Get Ready - Rare Earth. Say It Again - Jestofunk.
Car Wash - Rose Royce. Rubberland Man - The Spinners. Backstabbers - The O'Jays. Celebration live - Kool And The Gang. Inside Out - Odyssey. Boogie Nights - Heatwave. A Night To Remember - Shalamar. The Message - Grandmaster Flash. Let It Whip - Dazz Band. Change - Barry White. Doctor's Order - Carol Douglas. Dance With Me - Peter Brown. Love Machine - The Miracles. Long Train Runnin' - Traks. I'm Every Woman live - Chaka Khan. More Than A Woman live - Tavares.
Sexe Machine live - James Brown. Spank original tk mix - Jimmy Bo Horne. Knock on wood - Amii Stewart. How Gee - Black Machine. Saddle up - David Christie. Think about it - Lyn Collins. Via Con Me feat. Get Lucky feat. Istanbul Kalleti Klub Remix. La petite Tonkinoise feat. Uptown Funk feat.
Groove Is the Heart feat. Je cherche un homme feat. Eartha Kitt. Tommy Dollar [Kex Edit]. Scarlett Quinn. Billie Jean feat. J'ai deux amours feat. Everybody's Talking feat. Ashley Slater. Relax-Ay-Voo feat. Zou bisou bisou feat. J'veux du soleil feat. Danke Schoen feat. Pierre Santini [French Version]. Saved My Life. Iron Maiden - Prowler Remaster. Black Sabbath - Iron Man. Metallica - Master Of Puppets Remastered. Pantera - Walk. Slipknot - Wait And Bleed.
Rammstein - Du Hast. Judas Priest - Painkiller. Megadeth - Peace Sells. Slayer - Angel Of Death. TOOL - Sober. Deftones - Around The Fur. Sepultura - Refuse-Resist. Fear Factory - Demanufacture. Pantera - Cowboys From Hell.
Entombed - Left Hand Path. Slipknot - Psychosocial. Ghost - Cirice. Type O Negative - Black No. Rammstein - Sonne. Death - Pull The Plug. Megadeth - Symphony Of Destruction Remastered Ozzy Osbourne - Crazy Train. Judas Priest - Electric Eye. Avenged Sevenfold - Nightmare. TOOL - Lateralus. Metallica - Enter Sandman. Machine Head - Davidian. Marilyn Manson - Coma White. Rage Against The Machine - Bombtrack.
Limp Bizkit - My Generation. Nine Inch Nails - Closer. Linkin Park - One Step Closer. Papa Roach - Last Resort. Anthrax - Caught In A Mosh. Kreator - Extreme Aggression. Exodus - Bonded By Blood. Obituary - Slowly We Rot. Slayer - Raining Blood. Venom - Don't Burn The Witch. Accept - Balls To The Wall. Lamb Of God - Laid to Rest. Carcass - Unfit For Human Consumption. Dream Theater - Pull Me Under. Nightwish - Nemo Remastered.
Children Of Bodom - Needled Darkest Hour - Convalescence. Parkway Drive - Carrion. Killswitch Engage - My Curse. Opeth - Demon Of The Fall. Down - Lifer. High On Fire - Electric Messiah. Metallica - One. Danzig - Devil's Plaything. Iron Maiden - Run to the Hills Remaster. King Diamond - Abigail. Manowar - Kings Of Metal. Mayhem - Freezing Moon. Septicflesh - The Vampire From Nazareth. Cannibal Corpse - Hammer Smashed Face.
Arch Enemy - We Will Rise. Converge - Reptilian. Meshuggah - Bleed. Dio - Rainbow In The Dark. Iron Maiden - The Trooper Remaster. Saxon - Princess Of The Night. Morbid Angel - Chapel Of Ghouls. Deicide - Dead But Dreaming. Testament - Practice What You Preach. Sleep - Dragonaut.
Pantera - Fucking Hostile. Dying Fetus - Die With Integrity. Power Trip - Ruination. Slayer - Dead Skin Mask. Faith No More - Epic. Helloween - Halloween. Candlemass - Bewitched. TOOL - Pneuma. Mr Sam - Broke as Hell Remix. Randolph Walker - Sunshine Ms Jody - Booty Strut. Airy Groove. Agnes Obel - Falling, Catching. Lambert - Leicester. Stephan Moccio - Whitby. Joep Beving - Solitude.
Stefano Guzzetti - Haiku. Yiruma - Room With A View. Jean-Michel Blais - Chanson instrumental. Nils Frahm - A Shine. Alexis Ffrench - Wishing. Patricia Petibon - Yuzin. Yuja Wang - China Gates. Agnes Obel - Roscian. Maxence Cyrin - Mer De Velours. Joep Beving - Sonderling. Alexandra Streliski - Plus Tot. Max Richter - Aria 2 Pt. Theresa Kent - Father. Agnes Fredenberg - Peace. Martin Kohlstedt - HEA. Ennio Campbell - Anchorage. Akira Kosemura - Kaleidoscope Of Happiness.
Annelie - In. Ola Gjeilo - Nocturnal. Tim Allhoff - Aria. Yann Tiersen - Stang Al Laedroun. Matteo Myderwyk - You. Aphex Twin - Avril 14th. Dirk Maassen - Feather. Max Richter - The Departure. Matthew Mayer - Aspiration.
Edvard Kravchuk - Sleep Is Coming. Luke Howard - Open. Bruno Bavota - Timeless. Maxence Cyrin - Larmes Glacees. Piotr Miteska - A Prominent Response. Sofiane Pamart - Planet. Lambert - Otis. Jef Martens - Her Sleeping. Tom Ashbrook - Too Soon. Craig Armstrong - Morning Breaks. Andrew Thomas - Song 9.
Matteo Myderwyk - Charlotte. Alexandra Streliski - The Quiet Voice. Ludovico Einaudi - Golden Butterflies Var. Annelie - Of. Andantino 'Ivan Sings'. Laurence Ipsum - Rocky Sunrise. Luke Howard - Casino. Lambert - The Dance. Olga Scheps - Avril 14th. Piano Novel - The Other Me. Martin Stock - Rily. Minxz - Goya. Martin Stock - Larissa's Song. Daigo Hanada - Ouka. Joep Beving - Aika.
Phoria - Nouveau-Nee. Oskar Schuster - Isobel. Konstantin Kokourov - Whirlwind. Jiri Horak - Awakening. Emilie Levienaise-Farrouch - Separation.
Eluvium - In A Sense. Armel Dupas - Broderies. Hania Rani - Today It Came. Caroline Leisegang - Prelude No. Christoffer Franzen - As She Dreams. Dmitry Evgrafov - Serein. Beatles - Come Together. Joe South - Games People Play. Oliver - Good Morning Starshine. Smith - Baby It's You. Elvis Presley - Suspicious Minds. Creedence Clearwater Revival - Proud Mary. Cowsills - Hair. Cowsills - Indian Lake Mgm.
Blue Cheer - Summertime Blues Philips. Lemon Pipers - Green Tambourine Buddah. A Plantatio. Monkees - Daydream Believer. Janis Ian - Societys Child.
Royal Guardsmen - Snoopy Vs. The Red Baron. Blues Magoos - Nothin Yet. Lesley Gore - California Nights. Seekers - Georgy Girl.
Buckinghams - Mercy, Mercy, Mercy. Music Explosion - Little Bit O'soul. Young Rascals - Groovin'. Beatles - Nowhere Man. The Vogues - Five Oclock World. The Sandpipers - Guantanamero. Outsiders - Time Won't Let Me. Petula Clark - My Love. Monkees - Last Train To Clarksville. Associations - Cherish. Kingsmen - Jolly Green Giant.
Impressions - Im So Proud. Tams - What Societys Child - Lou Gramm - Mystic Foreigner (CD Of Fool. Design - The Minstrel's Theme. Aerovons - World Of You. Abel Fletcher - Esmeralda. Finders Keepers - Light. Wilfred - Candle In The Wind. Saft - Albertine Hall. Jack Holiday - Lazy Day. Tony Hazzard - Loudwater House. Christian - Just Like A Child. The 1 - The Collector. Harry's Group - Under My Umbrella.
Strangers - Take The Time. Raw - What To Do. Sunchariot - You're Lovely. Blue Skies - Nightingales. Jumbo - Promises. Benjamin Carry Ltd - Old Man. Click - Girl With A Mind. Bill Fay - Unrelesed Acetate. Carnival - Four Seasons. Fuchsia - Me And My Kite.
Ellie Pop - Oh My Friend. John Randolph Marr - Raggedy Ann. Jormas - Tomorrow Is Hers. Cotton Candy - Billy. Los Angeles - Please Believe Me. Phil Cordell - Red Lady. The Orange Bicycle - Competition. Jon - Is It Love. Club Mix. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie. Clinton Kane.
Gia Koka. Ava Max. Ariana Grande Remix. Conor Maynard Sam Feldt Edit. Brendon Urie of Panic! At The Disco. Ella Henderson. Aloe Blacc. Kill J - Entangled. Imany - Hey Little Sister. Alain Souchon - Presque. Celeste - Father's Son. Nina Nesbitt - Best You Had. Kaysha - I Will. Saint Of Sin - Into Silence. Luke Evans - Show Me Heaven. Celeste - Summer.
Johanna Amelie - Twin. Lukas Lasser - Olawei. Los Claxons - Cuarto De Hotel. Alexandre Poulin - Le Plus Grand. Celeste - Ugly Thoughts. Grace Vanderwaal - The City. Don't Say No Tonight. For The Good Times. Full Of Fire. Had A Dream. Let's Stay Together. Tired Of Being Alone. Your Hearts In Good Hands.
Funny How Time Slips Away. Al Jarreau. Boogie Down. We're In This Love Together. Al Jolson. After You've Gone. April Showers. California Here I Come. My Mammy. Rock A Bye Your Baby. Toot Toot Tootsie. Al Martino.
Daddy's Little Girl. Spanish Eyes. Al Stewart. Time Passages. Year Of The Cat. Al Wilson. Angels Among Us. Between The Two Of Them. Born Country. Cheap Seats. Christmas In Dixie. Close Enough To Perfect. Closer You Get. Dancin' Shaggin' On The Boulevard. Dixieland Delight. Down Home. Face To Face. Fallin' Again. Feels So Right. Fire In The Night. Give Me One More Shot. Here We Are. High Cotton. Hometown Honeymoon. I'm In A Hurry. I'm In The Mood. In Pictures. It Works. Jukebox In My Mind.
Keepin' Up. Lady Down On Love. Love In The First Degree. Maker Said Take Her. Mountain Music. My Home's In Alabama. Of Coarse I'm Alright. Old Flame. Once Upon A Lifetime. Pass It On Down. Roll On Eighteen Wheeler. Sad Lookin' Moon. Say I. She Ain't Your Ordinary Girl. Small Stuff. Song Of The South. Southern Star. Take A Little Trip. Take Me Down. Tennessee River. The Touch. Then Again. There's No Way.
Touch Me When We're Dancin'. Twentieth Century. We Made Love. When It All Goes South. When We Make Love. Why Lady Why. Will You Marry Me. Woman He Loves. Alan Jackson. A Woman's Love. Blues Man. Chasin' That Neon Rainbow.
Country Boy. Don't Rock The Jukebox. Drive For Daddy Gene. Everything I Love. Gone Country. Gone Crazy. Good Time. Here In The Real World. House With No Curtains. I Still Like Bologna. I'll Go On Loving You. I'll Try. It Must Be Love. It's Just That Way. Let It Be Christmas. Like Red On A Rose. Little Bitty. Little Man. Livin' On Love. Mercury Blues.
Midnight In Montgomery. Monday Morning Church. Old Rugged Cross. Pop A Top. Remember When. Right On The Money. Sissy's Song. Song For The Life. Summertime Blues. Talkin' Song Repair Blues. Tall, Tall Trees. Tequila Sunrise. That'd Be Alright. The Blues Man. There Goes. To Do What I Do. Tonight I Climbed The Wall. USA Today. When Love Comes Around. When Somebody Loves You. Where I Come From. Who's Cheatin' Who. Work In Progress. Angels Cried. Designated Drinker. It's Five O'clock Somewhere.
Alan O'Day. Undercover Angel. Alan Parsons Project. Don't Answer Me. Eye In The Sky. Games People Play. Alana Davis. Alanah Myles. Black Velvet. Alanis Morisette. You Oughta Know Dance Remix. Alanis Morissette. All I Really Want. Crazy James Michael Mix. Hand In My Pocket. Hand's Clean. Head Over Feet. Mary Jane. Right Through You. So Pure. Thank U. That I Could Be Good.
You Learn. You Oughta Know. Alanis Morrisette. Alannah Myles. Albert Collins. I Ain't Drunk. Master Charge. Albert Hammond. Albert King. Born Under A Bad Sign. Call My Job. Cross Cut Saw. Good Time Charlie. Laundromat Blues. Aldo Nova. Alecia Elliott. Im Diggin' It. Alejandro Fernandez.
Alexandra Guzman. De Verdad. Alexandre Pires. Quitemonos La Ropa. Alfonso Hunter. Weekend Thang. More Than Words Can Say. Alice Cooper. Ballad Of Dwight Fry. Be My Lover.
Billion Dollar Babies. Dead Babies. Feed My Frankenstein. Generation Landslide. Hello Hooray. Love the Dead. Never Cry. It My Body. It's Me. No More Mr. Nice Guy. Only Women Bleed. School's Out. Sick Things. Some Folks. Under My Wheels. Welcome To My Nightmare. Alice In Chains. Man In The Box.
No Excuses. Alicia Bridges. Love The Nightlife. Alicia Keys. Woman's Worth. Empire State Of Mind Part 2. Fallin' Radio Version. I Ain't Got You. I Was Your Woman. Jane Doe. Karma Radio Version. No One. Unbreakable Unplugged Version. Alien Ant Farm. Smooth Criminal. These Days. Alison Krauss. Every Time You Say Goodbye. Forget About It. Ghost In This House. Give You To His Heart.
I've Got That Old Feeling. Lucky One. Maybe Radio Version. Missing You with John Waite. New Favorite. New Fool. Oh, Atlanta. Simple Love. Two Highways. I'll Fly Away. How's The World Treating You. All 4 One. I Swear. I Will Be Right There. I'm Your Man. She's Got Skillz. All American Rejects. Dirty Little Secret. Gives You Hell. It Ends Tonight. Last Song. Move Along. Swing, Swing Radio Version. Wind Blows. All Saints. Never Ever.
Allan Sherman. Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah! Allen Sherman. Twelve Days Of Christmas. Allison Moorer. A Soft Place To Fall. Alabama Song. Pardon Me. Send Down An Angel. Set You Free. Soft Place To Fall. Think It Over. Up This High. Allman Brothers Band. Ain't Wastin' Time No More. Blue Sky Radio Version.
Everyday I Have The Blues. Hoochie Coochie Man. Midnight Rider. No One To Run With. One Way Out. Please Call Home. Ramblin' Man. Statesboro Blues. The Southbound. Whipping Post. All Cried Out.
Alter Bridge. Broken Wings. Find The Real. Open Your Eyes. Chipmunk Song. Amanda Marshall. This Could Take All Night. Amanda Perez. This Is Your Night. Amboy Dukes. Biggest Part Of Me. Holdin' On To Yesterday. How Much I Feel. You're The Woman. A Horse With No Name. Daisy Jane. Need You. Lonely People. Sister Golden Hair. Tin Man. Ventura Highway. You Can Do Magic. American Breed. Bend Me, Shape Me.
American Hi-Fi. Another Perfect Day. Flavor Of The Weak. Geeks Get The Girls. American Idol. God Bless The U. Talkin To Me. Amii Stewart. Knock On Wood. Amy Dalley. Good Kind Of Crazy. Think You're Beautiful. Let's Try Goodbye. Men Don't Change. Amy Grant. Arms Of Love. Baby Baby. Big Societys Child - Lou Gramm - Mystic Foreigner (CD Taxi.
Christmas To Remember. Every Heartbeat. Everywhere I Go. Father's Eyes. Good For Me. Grown Up Christmas List. House Of Love. Will Be Your Friend. I'll Be Home For Christmas. It's Not A Song.
Lead Me On. Like I Love You. Love Will Find A Way. Say You'll Be Mine. Takes A Little Time. Tennessee Christmas. That's What Love Is For. Thy Word. We Believe In God. See the woman fling your man's heart in one scale, with cash in the other, and find the cash the better bargain. However, as the reader has probably never heard the homelyfate of the Miss Perikicks.
It is fashionable now-ardays to talk of love as of some young weakness — some ineyperience savouring of the school room — which it is almost criminal to succumb to, and which it is the especial duty of fathers and mothers to dis- countenance and abolish. Stupid, ignorant Miss Perikick! To be sure yon say you like the man you have chosen, and you are not so fond of luxury ; but you will grow out of this love-nonsense— you will awaken to matter-of-fact likings, and find love — that masquerading jackdaw!
Thus do stiingent fathers reason : and the maiden, schooled to look upon her bright love as upon some misdemeanor, learns to love in secret; plots furtive meetings; wears a daily mask of falsehood ; and finally elopes with her lover. Who has taught them this false part? Who, by command- ing the suppression of a passion as unconquerable as it is elevating, has nurtured and strengthened that spirit of secretiveness which has triumphed over the harsh endeavours of parents and guardians?
Surely there is more ground for censure in the blindness that taught them to smother the instinctive yearnings of their young nature ; to fling affection at the foot of Mammon; to render earnest homage unto god Plutus ; and to hold a breast of mail towards the love- god's arrow Say that Miss Perikick has renounced her poorly gilded lover for a calf of solid metal : her heart is with her humble adorer, and her hand is the church-given property of the Dives bantling.
Is the woman contented, happy? She kisses the rich man, and loves the poor man; she holds Dives in her arms, and longs for Lazarus — her whole life, then, is a grand, well-acted lie. Treacherous to her husband, false to her lover — vowing love for the man she loves not, and hatred towards the being she adores.
Who will not shudder at this misery, and what parent would not prefer for his child mediocrity, with the household harmonies, to splendour, with indiflPerence or contempt presiding at the board? Grim and degrading is the picture that portrays the wife- market in faithful colours, where hearts are sold to act false- hood at the parish altar — to pander to the passions of monied sensualists. Many are the " happy brides " who " leave town for the bridegroom's country seat," with hearts of lead ; the purchased slaves of men with acres are they, doomed perhaps to bear a title instead of the plebeian Mrs.
IT indiflference instead of the witching courtesies of affection. Look upon her as she guides the economies of Poppy Cottage, Clapham ; see the quiet happiness that suggests her actions ; behold her as, with a full heart, she welcomes a returned husband; and, giving little heed unto Uie mere tinsel of life, what sweet contentment gladdens her days, though only the plain unceremonious observances of society reign within her home!
Is her modest position subject for pity? To describe her character perfectly, I should require what space denies me — elaborate description.
Miss Priscilla once in love, and, like the fly in the treacle saucer, she must live and die in the sweetness. She had no strength of mind however; and she paid abject obedience as promptly when the command contradicted her own settled convictions, as when her acquiescence was with the injunction.
It was Miss Priscilla s fate to fall in love with a man in her own station of life; but her father, conscious of the splendour ker beauty might command, looked out for "a suitable match," bidding her meanwhile to forget the fortune- less young man, and prepare herself for a high station in Hfe.
Now, Mr. Did you ever love Mrs. You do — hut wluit has that to do with the question? Just this. Imagine the dear father of your good wife, with green spectacles upon his nose, huge watch seals, a capacious dressing-gown, and a rubicund visage, denouncing you as a presumptuous upstart — a stupid fellow — a nobody.
And you know, Perikick, forgive the familiarity, I say, you know that he might have said this with some smattering of truth. Shall I say more? Shall I call to your mind the glow of heaven-tasting happiness such syllables would then have crushed for you were an open-hearted, impulsive man— and now — but I have mercy, and will spare you — shall I draw before your passionless gaze the long accumulated debts you owe for happiness and kindliness supplied by Mrs.
Think of all this, Perikick, and do justice to your child and to her lover. Meanwhile Miss Priscilla awaited with angelic meekness the result of her father's speculations on her behalf. Foolish manf He believed he was acting the part of a prudent father, and, in truth, he was usurping an authority that no human being has a right to claim over his fellow. He did- not do this, and could he then wonder that a girl, schooled to relish only the flippant emptiness of lif6, should choose in her lover the graces and feelings that sympathized with her own riotous heart, and hold the conventional positions of life of little value?
The Gretna-Green ceremony, so far from being a curse, is a blessing ; for its suppression will not do away with elopements, and will it be an advantage, an improvement, that runaway lovers shall vainly seek for the sanctity of the marriage-rite?
Miss Priscilla was at length married to a " monied man," — a man who had only his gold to recommend him. With a broken spirit, and her love elsewhere, she married him — swore to love, honour, and obey him. She commanded all the luxuries gold could clutch ; but, poor weak soul I the grand luxury of love was denied her, and she often thought, with a heavy heart and swollen eye- lids, of Poppy Cottage, Clapham Rise, where her sister basked, ensconced in the sunshine of a love-lit home. Men with babes, think of the sisters Perikick!
Miss Maturin had acquired her taste for reading from her sister Susannah. Susannah was a blue— a peculiar blue — but of this presently. You must respect the rules of society. And can you hope that as a retail grocer's wife you vnll be received in good circles?
No ; you must be content with the company of fishmongers, greengrocers, bakers, butchers, and such people, and will this suit your refined taste, Mary? Henry Gos- pitch. He was an example of the contagious effects of depreciation. This set would have voted Shakspeare a very dull, prosy fellow, had he lived in their time. They might have shaken hands with a contemporary Milton, but they would not have recognised a contemporary Dryden. De Gospitch, he shall speak for himself. You know, Mary, all things here are little — very little trifles.
I begin to think life a very small, dreaiy sort of business — a trifle scarcely worth fighting about. But, as Susannah says, perhaps it's as well to do as others do — to conform to the rules of what people choose to call society. So 5'ou'd better give up Henry. She was hurt, because she felt that it was her duty to be so ; besides, she had some love for Henry.
But then her love was so very lukewarm, that a breath might have cooled it to the frigidity of perfect indifference ; — her love would have been steadfast, and of increasing intensity, had it been encouraged ; but her pride could not sacrifice at the shrine of Cupid, and so no de- ceitful lover could have broken her heart.
He is a poor man now, and you would have me forget him. Is this kind — right? Were you married to Mr. Henry— no home — no any thing! Besides, what would the world say? De Gospitch ; " upon my word it's quite childish. Now do promise us that you will not have any more cor- respondence with Henry. What a part she had been acting! Haying escaped from bis brother's bouse, Henry Gospitcb dashed wildly through the streets in the direction of his attorney s office. His last resource bad failed, and gaunt beggary might claim another votary.
The application to bis brother bad cost him many a qualm ; but its refusal stung him to the very soul. He felt more angry than humbled. The refusal made him a bankrupt, but it did not crush his energies. He resolved with the clenched firmness of a smarting enemy, to nerve every sinew against his brother's purchased position, and to win the fame of gold at any sacrifice.
As he paced onward, this idea of revenge hugged itself so closely to bis heart — sat so very warmly and comfortably there — that, before he bad arrived at bis destination, it had become a part of himself — was incorporated with his being, to regulate every impulse and every action.
What 's to be done, Mr. Upon my word I 'm sorry things should come to this," quoth Mr. Blueblack, attorney-at-law, as he dived into the mysteries of a huge, dirty, musty folio that was propped upon his desk. Dutch cheese relaxed into a set smile — a lying grin that masked cunning with an angel attribute.
Henry Gospitch assented to this proposition, and walked homewards : to a home that Mary Maturin had insulted and made miserable — to a home that would in a few days be ticketed for sale.
There could be little pleasant anticipation in the return to such a wreck. Henry was alone, moneyless, but not in despair; for revenge — that attractive sustenance to a sad man s soul ; — had given him a stoic's energy, and no muscle of his face was distorted as he neared his retail maga- zine.
He found no business going on there ; not a single customer in the shop; and his shop-boy, seated across an empty sugar-tub, was playing a game of " Beggar-my-neigh- bour " with an associate, to while away the long, labourless day, Album).
However, when the master entered the shop, the boys pocketed the cards, and Henry s servant soon stood easily behind the counter, awaiting any instructions and feigning preparations for expected customers.
Without making any further inquiries the master passed on into the little back parlour. He sat himself down, called for his books, and commenced a minute analysis of his affairs.
Having occupied an hour in this way, Gospitch threw down his pen, and as he used the blotting-paper, he muttered cheerfully, " Well, they may say what they like, but there can be no charge of personal extravagance!
Well, there was comfort in this assurance, and Henry felt almost happy as he knocked at the office door of Messrs. Blueblack and Green, at the appointed hour. S8 " I 'm glad to see you Ve brought your books.
It 's really a Sity some arrangement can't be made with your creditors. The ebts, Mr. You will find that ex- travagance has not driven me to a state of bankruptcy. Sir," quoth Green. We have an immensity of business to get through between this and then," said Blueblack. Henry Gospitch felt himself relieved of a responsibility when he left his affairs in the hands of his attorneys. On the day to which we allude the household furniture was to be sub- mitted to an auctioneer's hammer.
No home of domestic raptures was being ransacked — no endearing incidents linked sweet memories with the items condemned to the hammer, and so it did not call for much philosophy in the bankrupt to survey the hurried gutting of his house.
Though at times there is a sense of freedom in this loneliness, how crush- ing is the thought that death may claim us any day, and no- body will miss us! During the stages of his bankruptcy, Henry Gospitch petted his loneliness. But the bankrupt cared not for tliis indelicate behaviour ; he had the world before him — a deteimination, sweetened by intense revenge, to make a position, and so he looked upon these passing matters as mere trifles. He was prepared for the worst with hopes that knew no bound to their soaring ; and one — only one — thought disturbed this philosophy — that thought was of Miss Maturin.
She was to him, as she was to us, a haunting mystery. He could not break the slavery of love ; pride was powerless in the contest ; and, ashamed of the bondage, he still felt himself her slave. Weak man that he was ; self dignity could not assert itself within him ; and he felt that he was paying with his heart the allegiance that his proud soul scorned.
It must be borne in mind that Henry Gospitch knew nothing of the scenes de- scribed in previous chapters. How, then, could he tell whether the absence of his mistress was voluntary or compulsory? There were such monsters as hard-hearted relations — there were locks to doors, and spies to watch, and for aught he knew to the contrary. Miss Maturin was the victim of these dis- courtesies. One of the chiefest joys in love is faith in the entire constancy of its object.
It was this faith that made the grand hope of Henry s life ; he could not believe that Miss Matmin was untrue to him even in thought; and so, blind biped! On the second day of sale a well-appointed chariot stopped at the bankrupt's door. Henry Gospitch was in the shop.
The porters, Avho were prowling about the premises ready to shoulder the purchases for customers, stared curiously at this wonderful appearance ; children, with dirty pinafores and huge lumps of bread and butter, crowded about the shop- door, and various heads from various windows ogled the lace- bedecked footmen.
The menials opened the carriage-door, and Mrs. De Gospitch descended, fairy-like, from the vehicle, making directly for the shop. Henry Gospitch crimsoned deeply -not with shame, but with bitterest anger. S5 and nurse the wound in secret. De Gospitch ; and the man ushered her with much ceremony to the room on the first floor. All eyes now turned upon the lady as she entered the apartment ; and the auctioneer, with ludicrous dignity, bade one of his servants place a chair for the new comer.
It was worth a long journey to see Mrs. De Gospitch seated amid Jews and Gentiles, and no very clean or aristocratic assortment of either persuasion, nose in air, surveying the various articles placed before the officiating salesman. There she sat sneering at some hundred mortds, account- ing them beings of inferior fashioning — poor, dirty, stupid bipeds, who attempted to imitate their betters and to as- sert their rights. She really wondered at their impudence. Stupid woman, she forgot that very soon she and that homy fisted Jew beside her — that squalid crippled woman, that ragged labourer, that tobacco- scented porter with the shoulder knot, and the auctioneer too, were going — going — would soon be gone to the same home to make a grand feast for the worms.
What if black Misery should usher the ragged and the starving to be first served up at the banquet — Death — that unscrupulous landlord! However, had she thought of this, she would have gathered comfort from the belief that, while she would be ushered to the feast by feather bearers, and be ensconced in mahogany and velvet, the vulgar mortals about her would be flung to the banquet in deal and calico.
De Gos- pitch. The lady was instantly surrounded by some dozen of slovenly individuals professing the calling in question. The " ladyship" won the day ; and the lucky individual who had presented Mrs.
De Gospitch with the charming title was commissioned to bid for the cheffonier. It was knocked down to Mrs. De Gospitch at five guineas. There is a handsome four poster as 11 go cheap ; and some drawers fit for a duchess, or even your ladyship.
The bankrupt had no pictures of any value. De Gospitch's grandfather. Sir, I believe. Show me the picture. Buy the picture for me, and then let me know to what extent I am indebted to you. De Gospitch cared for the opinions of some thirty out. ST ipoken individuals, she bad no reason to congratulate herself upon the beauty of the family ancestor.
De Gospitch for a mere trifle; and having settled pecuniary matters with the broker, she hurried from the sale room, thoroughly disgusted with the company therein assembled. And five cracked tea-cups dress'd the chimney board. Money can always command social enjoy- ment, but Lazarus is a hermit. Henry Gospitch had rich relations, but it was their very riches that banished him from their presence.
He had been a re- tail grocer, and had so disgraced his family that he was a blot on the scutcheon — a man to be scouted — forgotten. The consciousness of this conventional degradation half maddened him, and he plotted plans night and day.
The trial that led to this exclamation was a most dangerous One — one rash step, and there was infamy staring him in the fece with a demon's grin — a few calm thinkings, and a fair prospect shone in the distance — a quiet inobtrusive prospect, perhaps, yet full of peaceful sunshine and sweet tranquillity. The man passed a whole week in a scheming reverie. Hun- dreds of plans were created and flung aside ; black, horrible, easy schemes arose and were abandoned with dismay, and final despair sat gnawing at the heart-strings of our hero.
De Gospitch — and perhaps the momentary belief was agony Miss Maturin, looked upon him and his misery as upon the merited result of a transgression ; that transgression was — the ignominy of retail trading. But he had resolved to struggle from the mud — how, ho knew not. To loye, and not be loved again.
However, our chief business is a faith- ful portraiture of human nature ; and if at all times we can- not explain the secret mechanism of our models, at least we may show all their capabilities. A man's true character is more easily fathomed than that of a woman.
Men sel- dom act under restraint, and women constantly wear a mask. It is easy to get at a man's real opinion ; a woman will not be soimded — she will evade your question skilfully, and ob- stinately, never flatly refusing an answer, and seldom granting a direct one. Why did Mrs. De Gospitch go to the sale of Henry Gos- pitch 's effects? Was it to wound the pride of the broken man?
If the latter motive alone actuated her, why not have despatched a broker? Such was the train of reasoning that naturally suggested itself to the lady's friends and relations. If the reader asks our opinion, we are inclined to think that a fair sprinkluig of curiosity, a little -wilfulness, and a strong determination to hang the portrait of her husband's ancestor at the Square, well mixed together, contributed to form the lady's resolution.
Perhaps she was actuated by the best motives ; and if so, we must compliment her as a consummate actress ; for her daily speech led her acquaintance to think so differently, that her unchaiitableness was the universal theme of conversation. Even her husband quarrelled with her, when he heard of her visit to the Gos- pitch sale.
He told her pretty plainly that her conduct was highly unbecoming, not to say positively imladylike ; and he desired emphatically that it should not be repeated. This reproof gave occasion for a series of pouts, which, how- ever, failed of their intended effect ; for Mr. De Gospitch left his lady to sulk alone. She did not sustain this lonely ill- humour long, and matters soon wore their original appearance ; that is to say, Mr.
De Gospitch were on friendly terms again. There must be some comfort in indifference — the absence of rapture must have some compensating blessing, or what would become of the thousands of married people to whom the thrill of love is unknown, and who, nevertheless, are seemingly happy in their listless friendship?
What godly secret is it that sustains the placidity of indifference? Is it the death of all the heart's emotions? If so, what compen- sating phantom has earth to give? Is it the engrossing of worldly interest — is it ambition? De Gospitch to Mary Maturin the morning after the sale. This discovery was no laughing matter to Miss Maturin ; she had seen the flowers before— had worn them in her bosom.
De Gospitch, quite ex cited with curiosity and glee, " here 's another parcel — what! What was she to believe? Had Henry Gospitch sent back these presents intentionally, or was it a mistake? The girl Avas in agony. She found that though it was easy to deceive, to be deceived was a very dif- ferent matter. When she half consented to abandon her lover the promise cost her no pang ; but her pride was wounded at the thought that he — Henry Gospitch, grocer, gave her up — flung her from him as unworthy to be his wife.
She acknow- ledged that she had wronged him — treated him coldly and uncourteously — left his letters unanswered ; and yet she thought there is a love that clings to its object through neg- lect and wrong — that lingers around a shrine of ice, often re- melting the frigid mass to its original state of warmth ; and the woman's better nature awakening with this self-question- ing, she felt — with anguish felt — that she, too, could have yielded her whole soul to this constancy.
Men cannot forget the world as women do in love, and it is better for all that such is the case. In her enthusiasm Miss Maturin would have sought the arms of Henry Gospitch ; but, the enthiisiasm gone, she would have paid bitter repen- tance for the step. And this fact touches nearly upon the moral of this story.
Miss Maturin was an instance of con- ventional perfection, and moral ignorance. She could play the piano, but she could not distinguish between intrinsic and conventional excellence ; she could not understand how a grocer could be a hero, and my Lord Bumhunted a mean trick- ster.
It was pitiful to watch her day by day ; to see her sacrifice her womanly sweetness at the shrine of Fashion. And now must the reader in- vest our heroine with the sympathies that wait upon a matyr ; for her sacrifices though she knew not their value were great and many.
Thus, in the leading-strings of fashionable circles, Miss Maturin's love for a positionless individual had been led to a coldness fast verging upon decided indifference ; a few months of quiet training, and the lady would have spumed her love with soulfelt disdain.
Her pride was quenching her whole heart, and, in a very few months, she would have been a per- fect woman of fashion, fit to grace the highest circles, but not good enough to preside over the domesticity of a simple gentleman's home. The discovery of the portrait and flowers was a terrible blow to her pride. Was she to believe that she Societys Child - Lou Gramm - Mystic Foreigner (CD the petted puppit of lordly circles — the delight of a re- fined society — was deserted by a broken-down tradesman!
Her dignity persuaded her that Henry Gospitch, seeing the dif- ference of their relative positions, had foregone his claims upon her affections, lacking courage to aspire to her hand ; but fact showed that this was not the case, for it was only two weeks since he had written a letter couched in warmest language, and breathing hope of coming connubial happiness ; she must then believe either that the miniature was left in the drawer by accident, or that she was the discarded mistress of a grocer.
And the latter humiliating thought had its good efiTects upon the pampered woman. The reader has been told that Mrs. De Gospitch 's visit to the sale did not please her husband ; it has, moreover, been re- lated how the displeased gentleman intimated his displeasure to his wife. De Gospitch did not content himself with verbal signification of his anger only ; he resolved to return the pur- chased effects to his brother.
At this Mrs. De Gospitch was exceedingly wrath. She really thought that De Gospitch had better see to the domestic arrangements of the house altogether : she was heartily tired of this ofiBcious interference, and she could not consent to put up with it any longer. Though such were the opinions of his wife, it in no way follows that De Gospitch coincided in them; on the contrary, he had a habit of dis- agreeing with every body, and he did not generally make his wife an exception to his rule.
De Gospitch s greatest domestic grievance was, that she could not get her husband into a passion. If she called him " a blockhead! This jolly way of taking things irritated the aristocratic dame exceed- ingly; and since she could boast the acquaintance of two ba- ronets and a viscount, she had found De Gospitch's easy and undignified conduct almost beyond endurance.
She was de- termined to lecture him upon the subject— to show him what became a man of his standing in the world. How my poor dear mother would have been shocked, if she could have looked from her grave and seen you, vnth almost the servility of a waiter, volunteering to carve everything for everybody.
I know as well as you what to do, and how to behave," retorted the husband, shuddering at the bare idea of the temporary resuscitation of a mother-in-law. A pause ensued, during which Mrs. De Gospitch dozed cozily, now and them humming a favourite air just to tantalize her husband. You ought to have had more pru- dence, — I'm astonished at you! On the morrow following this conversation a man was de- spatched with the cheffonier and picture in quest of Henry Gospitch.
The messenger was some hours on his errand, for it was no easy matter to find the obscure garret of the younger brother; he however returned as quickly as possible with the goods he had been instructed to leave.
De Gospitch wondered at this exceedingly ; but a letter in Henry Gospitch's handwriting explained everything. De Gospitch was out, and so Mrs. De Gospitch availed herself of one of the enjoyments of married life, that is to say, she opened her husband's letter.
It ran as follows : — King's Head Court. You could have saved me from the misery that is now hunting me to the churchyard ; you did not choose to do so — so much for your conduct as a brother. After my appli- cation to you for a loan, and your refusal, you heard no more from me ; and God is my witness, I should not have sought a meeting with you, or written one syllable to you again ; I should have been wholly dead to you.
Why then, Sir, insult me with the petty offer you now make? You fairly bought the articles you send me, and keep them — they would look ridiculous here beside a broken-down bedstead, and — but my situation calls for no pity from you — would accept of none.
I look upon you no longer in the light of a brother — the world is wide— let us be clear of each other henceforth : let us be strangers if not sworn enemies.
Yours, in bitterness, Henry Gospitch. Our father and mother are looking down upon us ; good God! She was determined not to put up with the " presumptuous indignation" of Henry Gospitch; and besides, she knew that her husband would be "chicken-hearted" over the letter; and 80, to save her partner some uneasiness, and herself an extra scolding, the epistle was thrown into the fire CHAPTER VI.
Misfortune sometimes improves the character ; it softens the heart and quenches undue pride ; but with Henry Gospitch poverty acted only as a stimulant, rousing and concentrating ius passions almost to a state of frenzy.
There he was, ensconced in his garret, nursing and fondling a spirit of revenge that sought eagerly for an outburst. He indulged in the most ambitious dreams — he painted a golden future with a ragged present. He never enjoyed the walk itself; he cared not for the dinner when he was eating it ; he sipped the wine without zest ; did not care much for coffee, and was dull when fulfilling the morrow's engagement. Constant foresight is destructive of much happiness. S5 eftn enjoy the present and leave the future to the future.
However, at times, this nursing of the future is most beneficial. It is especially so to the man of the world, because it leads him to include in his mundane calculations future probability and contingency, while the plodding, unspeculative man will lose by his short-sighted investments.
Henry Gospitch did not hope for immediate success ; his mind was essentially specula- tive, and he was content to grasp the smallest beginning if it held out a large and fair prospect. Years might elapse before be rose ; he cared not, so that he could have some assurance of eventually rising. Full of schemes of this promise, he did not dwell at any length upon the "insult" offered to him by his brother : his whole soul was wrapped up in a dream of coming equality with or superiority over him.
He was thoroughly honest in all his thoughts and actions. He had strange haughty principles, perhaps, but he had faith in their orthodoxy and strength to adhere to them strictly. It may be thought that he judged his elder brother harshly, but his judgment was the natural interpretation of a proud spirit humbled by adverse circumstances. His sharpest thorn was the thought of having begged the loan ; and the secret of his strong revenge was the refusal of that loan.
When an action is performed at the expense of dignity, and the humiliation of the performer awakens no sympathy, or is taken as a common occurrence, the humbled individual must experience, perhaps, the keenest sense of shame that it is possible for man to suffer. Henry could find no comfort in thoughts of Mary Maturin. Was her silence compulsory, or was it voluntary? He could not tell : he had no proofs to guide him — no event that did not admit of opposite versions.
His worldly experience was not of that kind that could give him belief in the inconstancy of one so loving and so beloved as he had believed Miss Maturin to be. His hardly-earned knowledge did not include experience in the waywardness and calculation of woman. Though he had faith in his mistress, it needed some exercise of philo- sophy to. But his pride surmounted all, and he resolved that he would use every effort to see Miss Ma- turin, and if a change had come over her, that he would fling her from him, and work only more zealously to rise, that he might, at some future time, look down upon her and taunt her with the cowardice of her heart.
If this resolve was not chivalrous it was natural — the offspring of plodding, ill-educated humanity. These teazing reflections were in no way modified by Mrs. Grumblebum, the worthy landlady of whom our hero rented his garret. Grumblebum was quite a character. Time Album) alter people wonderfully, though we never before heard that the gentleman celebrated for his fore- lock could twist an aquiline into a decided pug, and stretch a lady's mouth to enormous dimensions.
Could Time throw gamboge into blue eyes and make them a good sap green? Could Time redden auburn tresses and swell taper fingers to the consistency of the very best pork sausages? If Time could work these miiucles, then do we admit that Mrs. Grumblebum might once have been the type of Venus. Let us be cha- ritable, and look upon the dear old lady as the ill-used play- thing of the gray gentleman— a beautiful flower spoiled by a long, sharp frost.
And for a lady in love with peace and quietness, we know nobody who could bear a better part in verbal war- fare than the gentle Mrs. Her vocabulary was inexhaustible ; and she seasoned her discourse so judiciously with slang, that her speeches never fell flat or powerless.
She either persuaded or enraged. She had caught the funny mania of the day, and she thoroughly helieved that one of the first duties of Hfe was to make jokes. Her attempts were awful. We could have home her ahuse, but it wanted a strong man to withstand her jokes. Grumhlebum considered it her duty to make! And if there is one thing more nauseous than another, assuredly it is a had pun. But this dilapidated Venus spared nobody — we verily believe that her last breath gave utterance to some- thing jocular.
She often treated Henry Gospitch to a visit ; and his irre- gular payment of rent was a passport to familiarity. It is ever so ; a creditor especially an uneducated one always con- siders familiarity with his debtor condescension. While he paid his rent regularly her talk had been as small as mince- meat — but her tongue grew long simultaneously with her bill. Three weeks had passed since Henry Gospitch had paid any money, and the embarrassment of the debt was in no way relieved by the increasing prolixity of Mrs.
Grumble- bum's visits ; but want of funds compelled the poor man to submit patiently to the verbosity of his creditor ; he could not give her cash, and so he must pawn his ears awhile, awaiting anxiously the coming of the precious metal.
He did not see exactly how money was to be got, but he felt certain that there were means which a short time might discover, and so under the infliction of Mrs. Grumhlebum 's tongue he was patient, lamb-like. So constant had the lady's visits been lately that she, for perhaps the first time in her life, found her fund of conver- sation somewhat used up — besides, she began to question the honesty of her customer ; and she resolved to intimate her fears as delicately as possible to their source.
Grumblebum, you would rather not give me further credit. Gospitch, and if you can't pay just now, I should take it as a mighty favour if you would bundle out and leave your bimdle. Grumblebum, in the innocence of her heart, believed she had made a joke that deserved conspicuous type.
Poor, deluded soul! Henry Gospitch did not relish this pleasantry at his ex- pense, and he signified as much to the grinning female. Grumblebum warmly. I've read of the Amazonians, and dash my wig" — here, spite of his anger, Henry could not repress a smile at the woman's strange asseveration. She perceived the fact, and continued more vehemently, "Oh! I don't wear a wig, and I 'm not to be set down by your grin- ning—as I said before, dash my wig.
He passed no remarks on her desultory declamations, and this added to the good lady's irritation. If there was one thing in this world that she dreaded more than another, it was an inattentive listener — and her lodger, her indebted lodger, had digested none of her gratuitous remarks, though he had been pleased to laugh when she was serious, and to be serious when she made a joke.
A saint could not bear such bad treatment. How, then, was she, a poor ailing mortal, to put up with it? She had, however, much confidence in the power of her hu- morous sayings, and so, with a true woman's pertinacity, she continued, — " You 're mighty dignified, Mr. Think of the care that has been taken of your creature comforts since you have been in my establishment. I 'm sure you 've been hu- moured like a child.
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