CHAPTER XII.
FROM the shock of his son's failure, Mr.Howland did not recover.

In arranging with his own creditors, he had arranged to do too much, and consequently his reduced business went on under pressure of serious embarrassment.

He had sold his house, and two other pieces of property, and was living at a very moderate expense; but all this did not avail, and he saw the steady approaches of total ruin.
One day, at a time when this conviction was pressing most heavily upon him, one of the creditors of Edward, who had lost a good deal by the young man, came into the store, and asked if he had heard lately from his son.
Mr.Howland replied he had not.
"He's in Mobile, I understand ?" said the gentleman.
"I believe he is," returned Mr.Howland.
"A correspondent of mine writes that he is in business there, and seems to have plenty of money." "It is only seeming, I presume," remarked Mr.Howland.
"He says that he has purchased a handsome piece of property there." "It cannot be possible!" was ejaculated.
"I presume that my information is true.

Now, my reason for communicating this fact to you is, that you may write to him, and demand, if he have money to invest, that he refund to you a portion of what you have paid for him, and thus save you from the greater difficulties that I too plainly see gathering around you, and out of which I do not think it is possible for you to come unaided." "No, sir," was the reply of Mr.Howland, as he slowly shook his head.

"If he have money, it is ill-gotten, and I cannot share it.