Cord and Creese
first came to this country you have been the truest and the best of friends. I hope you know me well enough to believe that I can never forget it. But now all this is at an end, and all the bright prospects that I had here must give way to the call of the sternest duty. In that letter which I received last night there came a summons home which I can not neglect, and my whole life hereafter must be directed toward the fulfillment of that summons. From mid-day yesterday until dawn this morning I paced my room incessantly, laying out my plans for the future thus suddenly thrust upon me, and though I have not been able to decide upon any thing definite, yet I see plainly that nothing less than a life will enable me to accomplish my duty. The first thing for me to do is to acquaint you with this and to give up my part in the business.”      

       Mr. Compton placed his elbow on the table near which he had seated himself, leaned his head upon his hand, and looked at the floor. From Brandon’s tone he perceived that this resolution was irrevocable. The deep dejection which he felt could not be concealed. He was silent for a long time.     

       “God knows,” said he, at last, “that I would rather have failed in business than that this should have happened.”      

       Brandon looked away and said nothing.     

       “It comes upon me so suddenly,” he continued. “I do not know what to think. And how can I manage these vast affairs without your assistance? For you were the one who did our business. I know that well. I had no head for it.”      

       “You can reduce it to smaller proportions.” said Brandon; “that can easily be done.”      

       The old man sighed.     

       “After all,” he continued, “it is not the business. It’s losing you that I think of, dear boy. I’m not thinking of the business at all. My grief is altogether about your departure. I grieve, too, at the blow which must have fallen on you to make this necessary.”      

       “The blow is a heavy one,” said Brandon; “so heavy that every thing else in life must be forgotten except the one thought—how to recover from it; and perhaps, also,” he added, in a lower voice, “how to return it.”      

       Mr. 
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