The old merchants of New York City / by Walter Barrett.

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THE OLD MERCH.AJNTS

ed and carried out of the State for other debts of more
importance. Goodwin had his meals sent in to him every day, and he received company like a prince. Most
of the leading young men used to call on him. So did
many ladies. While in prison lie swore he would kill
the young vice-consul, Stoughton, if he ever got out.
On the memorable occasion above alluded to, as young
James approached Goodwin and Mr. Cambreleng going
up Broadway, the latter observed: " Robert, here is
your friend coming." When the two parties met opposite King & Mead's dry good store, as they were within
six paces, young Bob pointed at Stoughton with his
cane, and said: "There is a coward and a scoundrel."
Young Stoughton passed on up about two paces, and
then turned quickly round. Mr. Goodwin turned and
faced him. Fearing trouble, Mr. C:ambreleng pulled
his friend Goodwin by the arm, and coaxed him to go
on, which he did. Tile two crossed Courtlandt street,
from the northwest to the southwest corner, where Gil..
sey's large building now stands, and they supposed
young Stoughton had gone up Broadway. Hie had not,
but was following Cambreleng and Goodwin. At the
corner, he accosted Goodwin and said: " Will you repeat what you said? Goodwin replied, " I will, sir."
A blow from Stoughton was as quick as lightning.
Then Goodwin struck Stoughton with his cane, holding
the butt end of it in his liand. The blow followed immediately. Mr. Stoughton struck Mr. Goodwin near
the left shoulder, pretty high up on tile breast with his
fist. Mr. Goodwin now struck a blow with his cane,
and the dagger (it was a sword cane) flew partly out of
the sheath. Every one now looked at the weapon.
Goodwin seized the dagger by the handle, and put
the blade in his right hand. Three or four blows were