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It is an idiosyncrasy of mine to foster just such pet abominations; andI cultivated Hardy Gripstone. My advances were not encouraged by thatoverweening tenderness that indicates the possible victim of misplacedconfidence. Far from wearing his heart upon his sleeve for daws to peckat, it seemed to have been weaned years agone, and my milk of humankindness fell flat as any whipped syllabub. Felicitous as were the suggestions of his suspicious brain, it took mefully three months to descend in his bearish estimation from ahighwayman to a ninny. There was an incredibility in my apparent lack ofmotive that puzzled him. His dubious cordiality was doled out underprotest. As an exhibitor would clutch a vicious ape, he grabbed at everyshow of feeling, and almost throttled the most pitiful courtesy, in hisnervous dread of its doing him some bodily harm. There was a low cunningin his very acceptance of any little kindness. The sly way in which heinsinuated his withered face into my morning papers, and the smirk ofsatisfaction with which he gloated on the triumph of having gratuitouslygleaned their entire contents, was in keeping with every other ludicrousphase of his distorted nature. He looked upon me as a paragon ofstupidity; and I fear I considered him a piece of personal property, andfelt as much pride in the possession as did Barnum in his Aztec. I do not think the acquaintance tended in any way to exaggerate my ideasof human purity. Though it extended through several years, no guilty actI ever heard of detracted from his deserved reputation for beastliness. My surmises never ventured to the hazardous period of infancy, or riskedthe doubtful thought that kith or kin could have loved him; but I haveoften wondered if there ever was a time when his rapacity foundemployment in the robbing of a hens nest, or his grasping ambitionculminated in the swop of a jackknife. I wondered if in all thegrotesque concomitants that congregated to make up the hideous whole, there existed a redeeming trait. Yes, there was one, one I discoveredin the tears that sprung from his unrelenting eyes and rained on hiscadaverous cheeks. What was the anguish that shook his beastly framewhat the agony that tore his grasping nature who was the Moses thatsmote water from this rock Dear hearers, it is here we find the text of the sermon, and herecommenceth the preaching. Early one summer, the grasping little door bit to for good, and I missedits mangy proprietor for probably four months. Had he planted himself inthe earth and regerminated, he could not have been more freshened. Hisemaciated carcass fairly blossomed with magnificence; and gaudy ornamentsprouted all over him. It peeped through his shirtfront in flashystuds, it twined on his fingers in glittering rings, it trailed aroundhis waist in glowing velvet, and expanded over his thin legs and arms ina forest of broadcloth. Tis true, the shiny collar would get over hisears, the coatsleeves darkened every sparkle on his hands, and the hemsof his trowsers persisted in being trodden under heel; but what werepetty annoyances like these, in a renovation so complete His face hadbeen shaved and polished until it approached in glistening amiabilitythe ivory head on a walkingstick; but there was an uncertainty in itsripples of merriment impressive of the belief that if once a genuine haha was ventured, the galvanized look of joy would instantly vanish. Itwas at a very uncertain gait he sidled into my office. He did not seemat all sure I would know him, or, in fact, very intimately acquaintedwith himself. The mingled gruffness and cordiality of his greetingsuggested a dancingmaster suffering with corns. It was a minute or twobefore his wonted calmness returned; but finally, with a piteous look ofblended tenderness and brutal exultation, he handed me a card. Itcontained the handsomely engraved compliments of Miss FlorenceGripstone, and a hope for the pleasure of my company at a soire. Thiswas the magic wand that turned penury to wealth and made the sterilerock blossom with gorgeous flowers. The beast had a daughter, and withall the ardor of a distorted nature he loved her.

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