Tradition declares that the family of Newt has been uniformly respectable
but honest--so respectable, indeed, that Mr. Boniface Newt, the father of
Abel, a celebrated New York merchant and a Tammany Sachem, had a crest.
He had even buttons for his coachman's coat with a stag's head engraved
upon them. The same device was upon his sealring. It appeared upon his
carriage door. It figured on the edges of his dinner-service. It was
worked into the ground glass of the door that led from his dining-room
to the back stairs. He had his paper stamped with it; and a great many
of his neighbors, thinking it a neat and becoming ornament, imitated him
in its generous use.

Mrs. Newt's family had a crest also. She was a Magot--another of the fine
old families which came to this country at the earliest possible period.
The Magots, however, had no buttons upon their coachman's coat; one
reason of which omission was, perhaps, that they had no coachman. But
when the ladies of the Magot family went visiting or shopping they hired
a carriage, and insisted that the driver should brush his hat and black
his boots; so that it was not every body who knew that it was a livery
equipage.

Their friends did, of course; but there were a great many people from
the country who gazed at it, in passing, with the same emotion with
which they would have contemplated a private carriage; which was highly
gratifying to the feelings of the Magots.

Their friends knew it, but friends never remark upon such things. There
was old Mrs. Beriah Dagon--dowager Mrs. Dagon, she was called--aunt of
Mr. Newt, who never said, "I see the Magots have hired a hackney-coach
from Jobbers to make calls in. They quarreled with Gudging over his last