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have called the approval of conscience had Through all the after-years, in garden, she been old enough for introspection and field, or woodland, the big blue bannermistress of befitting language.
blossom of the ground - trailing pea has But this serenity of spirit was not to en- orn for her eyes a meek, appealing look dure : in an ill-starred moment the child of mingled comprehension and reproach. was moved to return to the scene of her
“Do you remember, O Flower, victory over self. Salome was gone, and
Do you remember, too ?” gone were all the others ; but on the floor,
— They were English, and their where they had fallen unheeded at Salome's Matilda.
names were Jonas and Matilda ; feet, lay the little carefully sought bunch not their real names, of course, for though of blossomed weeds, the dear blue banner- one often writes of real individuals, it is blossom in their midst, cruelly trampled the custom to give them fictitious names. and bruised! And the child's heart quaked In this case I am obliged to use fictitious with the instant perception that she had names, for though this couple lived next made a needless sacrifice.
door to me for two seasons, I never found Whether or not she wept memory bears out their true names; so, in order to disno testimony ; but the pang she suffered cuss their affairs in the privacy of my famwas of no transient duration. For it was ily, I christened them Jonas and Matilda. not alone the needlessness of her sacrifice Their dwelling was not over twenty feet that smote her with a startling certainty: from my sitting-room window. It was quite she saw, as if through sudden and blinding old, but had never before, to my knowledge, light, that her innocent trust had been im- been occupied ; and when, one April mornposed npon ; that the true intent of send- ing, I saw a couple inspecting it with the ing her to seek for flowers had been to evident intention of making it their resisecure a riddance of the Little Pitcher.
dence if it proved satisfactory, I became Her impeccable elders, she was shrewdly much interested in the prospect of new aware, enjoyed many privileges denied neighbors. to childhood, and of these privileges the I was somewhat of an invalid that spring, right to disguise the truth might be one ; or thought I was, — which is much the same but the exercise of such a right had wound- thing, as all physicians can testify,- and as ed her sense of personal dignity, a sen- I could neither read nor work long at a time, timent infancy may entertain distinctly I welcomed the advent of the newcomers long before its name is known. For of as a pleasant break in watching the clock course it was not possible that a child of for medicine hours. her tender age should define to herself an Several visits were made before the couple impression so intense and soul-searching decided to make the place their local habithat it has furnished her food for thought tation, and I had any couch drawn close to through all the after-years ; it was her later the window, where, behind the friendly development that translated it into words, screen of the muslin curtains, I could see while she pondered at recurrent intervals without being seen. Sometimes, when the that ineradicable memory. But the con- discussion over the location became specialclusions she deduced without the interven- ly lively, I did not scruple to use my operation of language were none the less inevi- glass. I may as well confess that, owing to table and immediate ; whereof the result the perfectly open way in which Jonas and was that she ceased from that moment to Matilda conducted their domestic affairs, by love Salome the Beantiful. She remem- keeping up a daily espionage assisted by bers that, subsequently, she was punished the aforementioned glass, I became almost time and again for repelling the overtures as familiar with their household concerns of the whilom enchantress, but she never as with my own, and I can assure you I gave up the secret of her disillusionment, found them vastly more interesting.
too deep a sorrow for a young child's From the very first Matilda showed herpuzzled intelligence to explain. Thus it self a female of decided opinions, which she came to pass, as one of the direful sequences aired both in season and out of season.
As of this small tragedy, that she was called for Jonas, he proved himself like charity : to suffer much anguish of spirit under the he bore all things, hoped all things, endured imputation of lack of heart.
all things, did not behave himself unseemly,
suffered long and was kind. After at least ning with it endeavored to drop it into my a dozen visits, in which Matilda pointed yard ; but Jonas was too quick for her, and out every disadvantage of the situation, to caught it just as it was falling. Again which Jonas only ventured to utter a mild they contended for its possession, without protest now and then, they decided to take
either gaining any advantage, when sudthe place for the season. Then began the denly Matilda let go her hold, and going off moving and settling. All the furnishings a little way sat down. Jonas, unexpectedly were new, and instead of going to look and finding himself the victor, seemed at first select for herself, Matilda stayed at home undecided what to do; but after waiting a and had everything brought for her inspec- minute and finding Matilda did not renew tion. When Jonas brought what he consid- the attack, he carried the material into the ered a piece of fine floor covering or wall house and fitted it in place. When he came decoration, she turned and twisted it in out he waited, as was his custom, for Maevery conceivable way; and if, after thor- tilda to inspect his work, but the little minx oughly examining it, she decided it would never so much as looked toward the house. do, she laid it down, and Jonas picked it up After a while Jonas went away. As soon and fitted it into the house. This did not as he was out of sight, Mistress Matilda end the matter, however, for as soon as ran to the house, and tore out not only Jonas came out and began to brush himself, what Jonas had just put in, but also serMatilda would pop her head in the door ; eral other things, and tossed them, one and if the thing was not arranged to her lik- by one, into my yard. Then she too went ing, she would drag it out, and patient Jonas away. Presently Jonas returned with more had his work to do over again. A whole material for Matilda, but no Matilda wa morning would often be spent in this way, in sight. He called several times, and getJonas putting in order and Matilda pull- ting no response peeped into the house. I ing to pieces some part of the furniture. could not tell what his feelings were on beWhen Jonas brought home anything that holding his dismantled home, for feelings did not please Matilda, she would snatch it cannot be seen even with an opera-glass ; from him, run a short distance, and toss it but after standing about for a while he laid into the air, so that it would fall over into my his bundle down and hurried away, and I yard. Then he would find a choice dainty saw neither of them again for two days. which he would offer her, and hasten away The second morning they returned toto get something else while she was for the gether. Matilda seemed to be in a very moment apparently good natured.
peaceful frame of mind, for sbe allowed In the five weeks which it took Jonas to Jonas to repair the damage she had wrought get the house in order, only once was he and finish the furnishings without further seen to rebel against Matilda's tyranny. It interference. When it was all done she was a very hot, close morning, and he had refused to go one step inside. Jonas coaxed been gone for at least two hours, during and pleaded. He went in and out half a which time Matilda had done nothing but dozen times, and tried his best to persuade prance back and forth in front of the house. Matilda to enter; but no, she would not Whether the material itself did not please even cross the threshold. Finding all his ber, or she was angry because Jonas had entreaties of no avail, he went away, and been gone so long, I do not know, but as returned with an elderly looking female, soon as he came in sight, with a sharp whom I took to be either an aunt or a exclamation she pounced on him and tried mother-in-law. Then the two tried their to pull his burden away from him. To united eloquence, the elderly female talking her great astonishment he refused to let go as rapidly and volubly as a book agent, to his hold. She moved away a little, and induce the obstinate Matilda to set up houselooked at him as if she could not believe keeping; but their breath was thrown away, the evidence of her own senses. Then she - she refused to be persuaded. About a again caught hold of one end and tugged week later I saw Matilda skip into the house with all her might, but Jonas held on firm- and out again in the greatest hurry. She ly; and thus they tugged and pulled for tried this several days in succession, and afnearly five minutes. At last Matilda suc- ter a while concluded that she might endure ceeded in wresting it from Jonas, and run- living in the house.
Just at this time I went into the country and the sparrows had to seek new habitafor a month ; but on the evening of my re- tions. Was Matilda one of them, and had turn almost my first inquiry was for Jonas she listened to these lectures on the New and Matilda. What was my surprise to Woman, and put the theories of the leclearn that they had two babies! I thought turers into practice ? that with looking after them and taking care
My personal recollections of of the house the little mistress would have Horseback my grandfather's brother, known
Journey no time to indulge any of her disagree
to all of us as “Uncle Joe," able characteristics ; but I reckoned without are very limited, being confined to a dim knowing all about Matilda. I took a peep memory of his carrying me on his back, at my neighbors the next morning before and swaying from side to side as he walked, I went down to breakfast, and what did I to make my ride more exciting and enjoysee, under the shade of a blossoming cherry- able. I can recall nothing of his features, tree, but Matilda serenely taking the morn- but have a distinct impression of the ining air as if she bad not a care in the world, destructible texture of his felt hat and the while the long-suffering Jonas sat in the door broadness of his round shoulders. The honpatiently feeding the babies !
est hats of those days outlasted a lifetime; Later reconnoitring revealed the fact that indeed, were never worn out, but thrown Jonas was still the commissary and general aside or given away to people of low degree care-taker, and Matilda retained her old of- when too soiled for seemly wear. fice of inspector-general ; but now, instead of I have been told that Uncle Joe was a furnishings for the house it was supplies for stumpy little man with a dull face and the larder. Everything that Jonas brought bulging eyes, and as clumsy as a clod ; in home Matilda examined carefully, and if all respects different from my grandfather, she considered it unfit food for the babies who had the beak and eye of an eagle and promptly gobbled it up herself, without giv- was as agile as a cat. His bald forehead ing Jonas so much as a taste. As for feed- bore a mark that Uncle Joe had set upon it ing the little ones, I never saw her give with a chunk of lead thrown in one of those them the tiniest crumb. Jonas not only fits of passion which he never outgrew. This brought the food and fed the babies, but happened when they were boys at their saw that they were snugly tucked into their home in Newport, at the time of the war little bed and warmly covered. It was of independence, when Uncle Joe did some Jonas who gave them their first lessons in service against the enemies of our country. locomotion and taught them everything The British held the town, and one night else they learned ; Matilda, meanwhile, he found a squad of Hessian soldiers carlooking on with the indifference of a dis- rying off a stick of timber from his father's interested spectator.
wharf for firewood. Stealing up behind When cold weather came they all went them, he gave the heavy timber a lusty push, away, as the place was not a desirable win
and down it went, carrying some of the men ter residence even for an English sparrow, with it. They caught him and gave him a
- for of course you have guessed that Jonas drubbing ; but it made as little impression and Matilda were English sparrows. Their upon him as it would have made upon a home was in a knothole of the eaves of the turtle, and when they resumed their pilferhouse next door.
ing he played them the same trick again. I have often wondered where Matilda If there were a society of Nephews of the learned her advanced ways of bird-living. Revolution, I might be eligible on the score I can think of only one possible explanation. of the service of my great-uncle. The fami. The walls of the old Chapter House on ly were Quakers and non-combatants, and Carolina Avenue were once covered with Uncle Joe's father was called a Tory by the ivy, which furnished quarters for hundreds Whigs, and a Whig by the Tories, for takof English sparrows. A year ago last win- ing no part with either. The English and ter a series of lectures were given in the French officers were in turn quartered upon hall of the Chapter House on woman suf- him, as their respective armies held the frage, and on the rights, privileges, and pre- town. rogatives of the New Woman. The follow- When Uncle Joe grew to man's estate ing spring the ivy was torn from the walls, and crusty old-bachelorhood he came to
live with my grandfather, who had settled self. Having accomplished these objects in the youngest State of the young repub- and being ready to resume his journey, he lic. He undertook to clear a piece of land could not mount without help, and he was on the new farm, all by himself and without too proud to ask it. So he led his horse out help of a team, but hauling the logs to- of the village, remarking to the landlord gether with a rope. Half a summer gave and bystanders that he wanted to stretch him enough of such labor, and he left the his legs a bit, and hoping that when well unfinished work for more skillful hands to out of sight he might find some friendly complete.
stump or fence by which he could climb to After a few years of life in the new coun- his seat. But he found it not that day, nor try he was seized with a yearning for his the next, nor at all. Thus leading his horse, old home, its old fields and salt breezes, its he walked all the weary way, two hundred quohogs and tautogs, its succotash and up- and fifty miles or more, to Rhode Island squnch, and all the toothsome viands which and Providence Plantations, and thus, horse the born Rhode Islander knows exist no- and foot, marched into his native town and where in perfection save within the limits came to the house of his fathers. of his native State, narrow, yet broad enough I do not know whether he told the story to hold all the best things of the earth. of his equestrian journey or whether it bePerhaps he longed to see the playmates of came known by report of witnesses. I can his boyhood, Young Tom Ninnegret and never think of the intended long ride, that Gid Nocake, last of the Narragansetts, and soon became almost as long a walk, withont his old nurse of the same race, who would laughing, nor yet without pity for the abnot speak the language of the destroyers of surdly pathetic figure of my great-uncle her people, yet wept that her vow would not trudging along the stretches of uninhabited let her do so when the beloved white chil- road, past the farmsteads and through the dren begged her to.
villages of three or four States, towing his So it was settled he should go, and that he ample means of transportation close at his should make the journey on horseback; for heels. One can imagine what a make-bethere was no wagon at his disposal, if there lieve air of traveling in the manner that were a one-horse wagon in the neighborhood, exactly suited him he assumed when he met and there was no direct public conveyance by or was overtaken by other travelers, and land. One memorable morning Uncle Joe's how adroitly he parried or how testily be tall steed was brought to the door equipped answered their questions, and how content for the long journey, his great bundle of pos- he must have been with loneliness. I do not sessions was strapped behind the saddle, and know in what season of the year this jourall the farm hands of Rhode Island stock, ney befell, but I trust it was a comfortable Bart Jackson, Lige Perry, the Lockes and one, neither too hot nor too cold ; that the Jaquays, were summoned to hoist the un- roads, then never good, were at their best ; wonted horseman to his seat; then, with that he saw pleasant sights, and heard the hearty farewells of his Quaker kindred and birds singing all the way, and had happy the good-bys of the attendant “world's peo- thoughts in the long hours of lonely mediple,” he set forth. Doubtless he felt some tation that were forced upon him ; and that regret at leaving his kinsfolk, and perhaps no naughty boys jeered at him when he some remorse for having been heard to ex- could not pursue and chastise. How glad ecrate them in a moment of wrath. “Damn he must have been at last to smell the salt Tommy and all his tribe! ” was an improper air, and see beyond the blue arm of Narraexpression from one bred a Quaker, but gansett Bay the green shore of Aquidneck probably his paramount emotion was trepi- lying before him ! dation at the thought of the inevitable de- Many years ago he made the last lonely scent from his horse which must occur be- journey that is allotted to all and that ends fore many hours had passed.
in everlasting rest. Yet it seems but a At a slow and careful pace he rode little while since my venerable grandfathrough the oldest city of the State, and at ther, after reading a Newport letter, said, noon came to the county-seat, where he was “Ah well, my poor old brother Joe is obliged to feed his horse and refresh him
Page ONE OF HAWTHORNE'S UNPRINTED NOTE-BOOKS. . Nathaniel Hawthorne THE COUNTRY OF THE POINTED FIRS.
Sarah Orne Jewett 5 THE JOHNSON CLUB.
George Birkbeck Hill 18 A FARM IN MARNE..
Mary Hartwell Catherwood 31 THE SEATS OF THE MIGHTY. XXVI., XXVII.
Gilbert Parker 36 THE FÊTE DE GAYANT. .
Agnes Repplier 51 CLEOPATRA TO THE ASP
John B. Tabb 57 THE CHILDREN OF THE ROAD
Josiah Flynt 58 THE AWAKENING ..
Marion Couthouy Smith 71 PIRATE GOLD. In Three Parts. Part I.: Discovery
.. F. J. Stimson 73 RECOMPENSE.
Charles G. D. Roberts 94 THE EMANCIPATION OF THE POST-OFFICE
John R. Procter 95 A CONGRESS OUT OF DATE
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Horace E. Scudder 103 THE CHRISTIAN SOCIALIST MOVEMENT OF THE MIDDLE OF THE CENTURY ....
J. M. Ludlow 109 SETTLERS IN THE CITY WILDERNESS. .
118 TWO RECENT THEOLOGICAL BOOKS
124 Gordon's The Christ of To-Day. - Denison's Christ's Idea of the Supernatural. COMMENT ON NEW BOOKS. .
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