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William Murray Graydon

A Legacy Of Peril

language ( April 16, 2010)
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Digby Tryon, shipping merchant, of New York, had departed this life suddenly. So the newspapers, with eloquent expressions of regret for the city's loss, had informed the public on the morning previous to that which witnesses the commencement of this narrative. For the benefit of such as did not read the news, a streamer of crape fluttered from the business office down on Whitehall Slip--an office that still displayed on its front the weather-beaten sign-board of "Tryon & Tryon," a relic of the days when father and son were active partners in the firm.

There was crape also on the door of the merchant's residence in Pearl Street. A stately old house it was, long standing, and with tales to tell of hospitality shown alike to British officers and American patriots, had its thick walls been able to speak. It was built of yellow Holland brick, with five windows in front, and a double pitched roof covered with tiles. In the rear was a garden, full of trees and shrubbery, that had once extended clear down to the river. But stop!--the reader must bear in mind that I am writing of the year 1793, more than a century ago. At that time New York was a very tiny and quiet city as compared with its present grandeur, and then Pearl Street stood for pretty much what Fifth Avenue is to-day--the home of the town's leading citizens.
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