. Wit bought, or, A New York boy's adventures when the empire state was young . not dwell upon the scene, nor could Idescribe my feelings, should I attempt nearly an hour my heart was stunned,my mind bewildered. But tears at lengthcame to my relief, and after a time I was ableto hear from Raymond the sad story of myuncles death. He had died in a fit, cut downwithout a moments warning, and, as I after-wards learned, in consequence of his intem-perate habits. The funeral took place the next day. Iwalked in the procession to the burial ground,but was so completely overwhelmed with myloss a
. Wit bought, or, A New York boy's adventures when the empire state was young . not dwell upon the scene, nor could Idescribe my feelings, should I attempt nearly an hour my heart was stunned,my mind bewildered. But tears at lengthcame to my relief, and after a time I was ableto hear from Raymond the sad story of myuncles death. He had died in a fit, cut downwithout a moments warning, and, as I after-wards learned, in consequence of his intem-perate habits. The funeral took place the next day. Iwalked in the procession to the burial ground,but was so completely overwhelmed with myloss as scarcely to notice anything around was now without a relative in the world. A few days after these events, an examina-tion of my uncles affairs was made, andit was discovered that he had died farthing of my own property was gone, 120 WIT BOUGHT, and I was now a beggar! These facts weretold me by Raymond; they did not, however,immediately make a deep impression uponme; but I soon learned what it is to bewithout parents, without money, and withouta SALE OF THE HOUSE. 121 CHAPTER XLA VISIT TO SARAHS CAVE—A SPLENDID GIFT—DISAPPOINTMENT NEW YORK. A MONTH passed away after my unclesdeath, during which I was in a sort of maze;I did not know what to do, and now, aftermany years are gone, I can hardly recollectanything that occurred during that seemed lost, and it was not til] the daycame when the tavern was to be sold, withall its furniture, that I was fully recalled toconsciousness. I remember that day well. The sale wasby auction, and the place which had been ahome to me for years was knocked down tothe highest bidder. The purchaser was astranger to me, and took immediate pos-session. I still remained in the house; andit was not till three or four days after he andhis household had come, that the thought en- 11 122 WIT BOUGHT. tered my head that I was to leave it. Theman said to me one day— Well, Robert—when do you intend to go? I did no
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