The Scheme Of The Fortune-hunter

John Kendriek Batifs, in Harper's VTeeklti. I am a fortune-hunter; I've afearful thirst for gold : I pine not for mere millions, but for wcalth that can't be told. The riches of Golconda, whlle I'd take them if I could, Are nothiug to the sums I ivant, I wish it understood. I'd rival Monte Cristo, with his wonderous store of wealth ; I'd rival ancient Crcesus, if not houestly, by ftealth; I'd rival Mr. Eothschild- ay, I'd rival all the three ; Buthowtoset about it is the thing that botters me. The schemes on which the people of aby-gone age waxed fat To-day are truly very stale, and profitless and flat. Legitmate professious, I've observed, are very SlOW. And public life is barren - overcrowded, don't you iinow. The mines are all pre-empted: there's no money on the "Street"; There's not much chance in banking, men are growlne so discreet: And crime I dare uot enter- there are jails for forgery ; I can't afford a vessels to embark in piracy. To wreek a line of railroad on a time ivrs quite a tact, But they're already mostly wrecked by others bold and bad. Tot hink. of all the chances in the ivorld there's none for me ! I'vehalf a. mind to end it all and jumpinto the But stayl At luit I have it! O my heart, thv beating eease! I have a fnend ivho'll get me on the ereat New York Pólice! Oyleion bcatificl Oh.what squillious I shall roake ! If they can do so veil asleep, what can't I do awake !