millions of dollars; the remote but tolerably well
known villages of Boston and Philadelphia in their
entirety; and one undivided tenth of the stock of
the Valley Bank. It was upon the last investment
that Roseton chiefly drew for his expenses. ‘My
fancy,’ said he, ’inclines me to convert
Boston into an observatory, and Philadelphia into a
tea-garden, and nothing but an amiable regard for
the comfort of a handful of families prevents at once
from carrying such plans into effect. My mansion
is of necessity unproductive; and the Mississippi
bullion is greatly needed where it already is.
City property is a dreadful nuisance, the taxes are
outrageous and the tenants pay poorly; and although
the New York Banks announce dividends, yet when you
come to look at their actual condition, hum, hum;—is
that door shut?—just put your ear a little
this way, so; there, I say nothing; there are Banks
and Banks; but a building may have two doors, and
what goes
out at one may come
in again
at the other, eh? Mind, I say nothing. So
you see, beside the East Haddam diamond mines, which
are at present badly worked; and a few South American
republics which are chiefly occupied in assassinating
their presidents; and a border State or two that usually
leave me to provide for their half-yearly coupons;—besides
these resources, you see, I have really little else
to look to but the Valley Bank.’
While the possessor of this wealth is undergoing his
morning toilet, let us attend the steps of his butler
in chief, whose duty it was to prepare the eleven-o’clocker
with which Roseton was accustomed to fortify himself
against the fatigues of the middle part of the day.
Passing down a succession of flights of stairs, each
one consisting of two hundred and twenty-five steps
of the finest ebony, we at last find ourselves in
an immense cavern, dimly lighted by the internal fires
of the earth, which are here approached and verified.
It was, however, left for Roseton to discover that
these flames consisted of negative qualities as to
caloric; and a project for cooling the streets of Newport
by night, in summer, by means of floods of brilliant
radiance, every point of which shall surpass the calcium
light of the Museum, will soon evince to society that
Roseton has not lived in vain. It was indeed a
place of rarest temperature, and a sublime sense of
personal exaltation thrilled you as you entered.
The butler approached an arch, and unlocking a wicker
door which was ingeniously contrived to admit air,
but to exclude the furtive or the inquisitive hand,
threw open to your inspection the immense wine-cellar
within.