We had no cattle of our own, but Peter's were in plain view in the lower field. We had no sheep, but Peter's little flock picturesquely3 dotted the landscape. We didn't own a horse, but, after all, Marion had a terror of being run away with, and I had made an inflexible4 rule never to go within range of a horse's hind5 legs. And in the matter of confining my farm expenditure6 to the price of a spade, a rake and a hoe, I had been most loyal and consistent; I had stuck not only to the letter of our agreement, but also to the spirit. Indeed,[Pg 62] I was not merely resigned, but cheerful, knowing that the more closely I appeared to cling to Marion's plan the sooner would she begin to waver.
But a chance remark that I overheard Abner Davis make one morning as I boarded the train changed my mental attitude in an instant. "He ain't no reg'lar farmer—oh, Jiminy, no!—ha, ha!—he's jest"—How he finally labelled me to his fellow-rustic I never heard, for the train slowed up at the platform, and his voice was drowned in the noise. I just had time to turn, before I stepped on board, to cast a withering8 glance backwards—a glance that was wasted, however, for Abner was poking9 the other man in the side with his thumb and they were both doubled over with merriment. Of course, he hadn't intended me to hear, and I was quite aware that I was not a farmer, either regular or irregular, but it was this fact that made the remark so galling10. There are two things I cannot bear: one is what Marion calls the truth, for that always turns out to be something odious11 and objectionable; the other[Pg 63] is ridicule12. That morning my mind was filled with bitterness, for Abner Davis had managed to combine in one brief remark the essence of much that I disliked to hear. The rhythmic13 beat of the car-wheels clanked out the derisive14 refrain, "He ain't—no reg—'lar far—mer!" By the time I reached the city I had decided15 it was due to my self-respect to put things on a different basis. Certainly, I was not a farmer. I had neither a horse, nor a cow, nor a sheep—no, not even a guinea-pig! I had no agricultural implements16, except,—oh, hateful thought!—a spade, a rake and a hoe.
I was in this mood when Harold Jones unloaded Griggs upon me in the restaurant where I was taking lunch. I knew from the twinkle in Harold's eye when he introduced us that he meant mischief18. "Griggs," he explained to me, "has got farm-on-the-brain. Carton," he explained to Griggs, "had such a severe attack that his mind is unhinged. He imagines—ha, ha!—that he's a farmer! Now you two sit down and exchange symptoms. I have to get back to the office."
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I treated Griggs with distant civility, not because he was thrust upon me, but because it usually takes me a year or more to get beyond formalities with an acquaintance. But Griggs was impervious19 to hauteur20; he was unconstrained and hearty21 enough for two. I could see that Harold had spoken the truth in his case, for his farming mania22 was at its height, and he was overjoyed at finding a man who had done what he merely dreamed of doing. He was a produce commission merchant, he told me, and he was convinced that he could double his income and prolong his life by running a farm in connection with his business. It was a simple proposition, he stated, that a child could grasp. A farmer makes a profit by farming, a commission merchant by commissioning; therefore, if the merchant were also a farmer would he not absorb both profits?
Griggs tilted23 his chair, hooked his thumbs into his waistcoat, and challenged me to point out a flaw in his theory. I declined, for the simple reason, I said, that it was flawless; then I rose to make my escape.[Pg 65] Griggs adjured24 me to sit down for a minute; he had a few questions to ask, and I was the man of all men to give him the information he sought.
Now a stitch in time, it is said, saves nine; a lie, a little one, a mere7 clerical plea of a pressing engagement, would have saved ninety or more. Had I not instinctively25 refrained from loosening one stitch in my garment of righteousness it would not have been torn to tatters.
I hesitated; I sat down; I was lost. Griggs grew friendly, more friendly, affectionate; he addressed me by my surname, and I realized that I was in the clutches of the objectionable type of person who claps you on the back at the second meeting, and demands with a boisterous26 laugh, "How goes it, old man?"
Beginning with generalities pertaining27 to agriculture, he questioned me searchingly upon my private affairs. I can parry, and occasionally thrust—but not against a battering-ram. Grigg's questions were not to be evaded28. I could have declined point-blank to answer, thus intimating that he was[Pg 66] a boor29, but that would have been unpleasant to me—perhaps not to Griggs. I could have followed my natural inclination30 by telling the truth, but I recoiled31 from laying bare to a stranger the peculiar32 economies of our rural life; besides, I shrink from intrusion with the same shyness that causes me to slink guiltily into a shop if I see a man approaching who is indebted to me. There was but one other alternative; I took it. I smiled my most frankly34 ingenuous35 smile; I beamed upon him with warm-hearted encouraging candor36 and—lied! Yes, lied with beggarly duplicity, and I kept on with Spartan37 fortitude38; and so smooth is the grade on the broad and downward road that presently I was enjoying my own depravity. My imaginings no longer appeared as ugly bloated caterpillars39, but spun40 themselves swiftly into chrysalides and instantly emerged as gorgeous butterflies, dazzling to their creator. And yet my mind remained alert and clear. Every statement that I made was notched41 deeply into my own brain, so that I could afterwards recall the slightest detail; into Griggs's also, for[Pg 67] he snapped at, swallowed and assimilated every fragment of information with the avidity of a starved dog. We began in this way:—
"How many acres in your farm?"......"Fifty." (It really was my farm, for I was paying more than the rent of the whole place to Peter.)
"How many horses?"......"Five—two working teams and a fast driver." (Fortunately, I knew Peter's stable.)
"Cows? .. Calves42?"......"Three cows—seven calves." (I was pretty sure of the cows, but I had to guess the calves.)
"Jupiter! You never raised seven calves from three cows?"......"Oh, yes. Three pair of twins—the odd one is last year's."
"Last year's! Thought you had only been farming two months?"......"Yes, but I bought one calf43 with her mother."
"Three pair of twins first season! Great Caesar—what luck! What did you pay for the farm?"......"Six thousand, two hundred and fifty."
"Cash?"......"Cash."
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"The devil! You must be well fixed44?"......"Oh,—so, so."
"How'd you make it?"......"Emperor stock."
"Emperor! You must have been in on the ground floor?"......"Ground floor."
"Oh Lord! How many men do you keep?"......"Just one."
"What do you have to pay him?"......"Three hundred a year."
"Must be a nice place for children. How many have you?"......"Five." (This was theoretically correct. Paul had invented two sisters and two brothers, all invisible, to play with. A man's family should be screened from publicity45, and this reply seemed to make Paul strictly46 impersonal47. He did not ask me how many wives I had.)
Now I looked upon this person as a man whom I would never meet again, never having met him before, and I parted from him with joy after having answered every question that he asked to his satisfaction, also to my own. I did not dream of entering a maze48 that would exhaust my ingenuity49 to find my way out of without ignominiously[Pg 69] crying for help. But before I was done with Griggs I recalled many things of which I had never seen the full significance before. One was a tract50 I had read in my youth entitled, "The First False Step." Another was a remark that Marion had once made in anger: that I would say anything, without regard to veracity51 or the immediate52 future, to avoid unpleasantness. I had got her to retract53 the assertion to a certain extent by professing54 to be deeply wounded, as indeed I was, but I saw now that she knew me better than I knew myself.
Two days later, on my next trip to the city, I found Griggs awaiting me in my office. "Hello, old man!" he exclaimed enthusiastically. "I haven't been able to sleep since I saw you—can't think of anything but getting out to see your farm. Why, Carton, what's—what the dev"——
"Stand back," I cried warningly, with averted55 face and outstretched arm—"keep well away! I'm—I'm in trouble. My boy—my boy—" I sank into my chair and covered my face with my hands.
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Griggs staggered back. "Which one?" he gasped56.
"Which—oh,—ah—Andrew," I answered despairingly. "He broke out last night—I'm afraid it's—" I bowed my head.
"It's what?" demanded Griggs, moving rapidly away.
"Scarlet57 fever," I groaned58.
Griggs vanished. "Say, Carton," he called out, from the other side of the door, "awfully59 sorry. Other kids all safe?"
I laughed—a hard metallic60 laugh—I knew it sounded like that, for I seemed to stand off and listen. Griggs didn't wait to hear more. "Hell!" he ejaculated, and his heavy footsteps pounded the stairs.
I thought that was the last of Griggs. It was—for nearly two months. By that time my point of view had changed, as the danger of complications receded61, so that I sometimes found myself chuckling62 over the clever way in which I had managed to rid myself of an insufferable bore. I did not mention the matter to Marion, for I well knew that in some things she was incapable[Pg 71] of judicial63 consideration, without regard to qualifying circumstances; then, reasoning and argument availed not. An act, she insists, is either right or wrong, therefore it is useless to juggle64 with words in trying to make out that it is mostly right and only a little wrong. Had Marion developed artistic65 ability, I am sure it would have been in the line of black and white, while my talent would as surely have run to color. It is the moral in a fable66 that appeals most strongly to her; it is the fable itself that delights my imagination. A moral is all very well in its place—like a capstone to a tower,—but there it should stay. To detach it for the purpose of concrete personal application, I have explained to Marion, is an outrage67 on the properties of family life. To choose the moment when a man is smarting under the consciousness of error for the purpose of pointing out the folly68 of his foolishness is positively69 inhuman70. What, I ask, would have been the moral effect upon the prodigal71 had his father prepared a feast of proverbs instead of a fatted calf? This question she has never answered except by[Pg 72] a baffling tight-lipped smile—a smile that convinces me of the utter folly of hoping that a woman will listen to reason. Yes, I had good cause to believe that mentioning the Griggs episode would lead to useless discussion.
It was a warm day in midsummer when I found a note from Griggs in my morning mail. He had learned at the office that I was spending my vacation at home, and he concluded that all danger of infection was over.
" ... Now, old chap," he wrote, "I can't wait any longer; I've got to have a look at your place. My wife has been dead against my buying a farm, but she has given in this much: that if I can find a city man who gets more out of his farm than he puts into it, she'll let me go ahead. So you're my man, Carton. I want you to give me the tip in regard to facts and figures, and if you have to dress them up a bit, like the Annual Report of a Loan and Investment Company, you may do so, with my blessing72. I'm no good in that line myself, but I'm strong on a second-hand73 affidavit74. I'll[Pg 73] drive out on Thursday afternoon to have a look around your farm, then you can post me on details."
It was nine o'clock when I received this epistle. Griggs, I calculated, could not arrive before the middle of the afternoon, and he would probably not stay more than an hour or two, so as to leave time to drive back to the city by daylight. The problem that confronted me was whether it would be worse for me to tell the truth to Griggs, or to Marion, or to both, or to risk the probability of Marion learning it from Griggs, or of the latter from my wife. I shrank from each solution in turn, and yet, worst of all, was the thought of being burdened any longer by the secret of my own guilt33. I could have made up my mind to confess to Marion had I not been sure that she would insist upon Griggs being told the instant he arrived. That thought hardened my heart. I had gone too far to retreat; Griggs should be deceived to the bitter end.
It was at this stage of my mental conflict that the thought of confiding75 in Andy Taylor came to me as a sudden inspiration.[Pg 74] That dear old soul, I felt sure, would take a positive delight in helping76 me out of this difficulty; indeed, I thought of borrowing his farm for the afternoon, until a better plan presented itself. I couldn't see the humorous side of the matter very clearly just then, but I knew Andy would. He did. I found him hoeing his corn, but he willingly left his work and sat down in a shady spot with me to listen to my tale. I did not attempt to excuse myself; in fact, I was rather more severe in my self-condemnation than I thought the circumstances warranted. I wanted sympathy and encouragement; I wanted to be assured that I wasn't as miserable77 a sinner as I declared myself to be; and I knew that, in dealing78 with Marion, the way to get what I yearned79 for was to assume the most abject80 repentance81. But my serious air failed to impress Andy, for he was so delighted with the humor of the situation that, at first, he gave himself up to unrestrained merriment. I had to paint my despair still more vividly82 before he subsided83 into helpful contemplation.
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"To tell you the truth, Mr. Carton"—I winced84 at the word, and at the wink17 that accompanied it—"I think it's a darn good joke." He stopped to laugh once more, and I permitted a sorrowful smile to steal over my face. "And as for my opinion of your conduct," he went on, "I believe you're jest a nateral-born play-actor." I started in surprise, for this was not the kind of consolation85 I had expected. "That bein' the case," he concluded, "you ain't no ways blamable."
"Why, how do you make that out?" I asked, trying to conceal86 my elation87.
"You done it," he answered, chewing a piece of June grass meditatively88, with his eyes half-closed, "as innocent as that little boy of yourn when he makes believe he has all them brothers and sisters. You ain't got all the live-stock that you described, but you want 'em so bad that your imagination sort of got a cinch on your judgment89."
I grasped his hand in speechless gratitude,—not only for the charitable view he took of my conduct, but also that he had pointed90 out the way to disarm91 Marion's[Pg 76] criticism when the time came for me to confess my misdeeds. I looked at my watch. In three or four hours Griggs would appear; there was no time to lose.
"Mr. Taylor," I said, hesitatingly, not knowing just how to broach92 my plan, "having gone so far, I—I don't quite see my way clear, except—by going a little farther."
Andy nodded in perfect comprehension. "See that strip of tamarac swamp over there?" he asked. "Well, it ain't no more'n half a mile wide, and it'd come nateral to me to cut through there in a bee line, but if you was to try, the chances is that every bit of it would look like every other bit, and you'd be glad to git out even on the side you started in on."
"I would," I admitted. "If I could only start afresh!"
Andy chuckled93 again. "Well," he said, with hearty encouragement, "I'm prepared to holler round the edge, or go in to look you up, or anything you say. Now, what's your scheme?"
"It struck me," I replied, casting aside my embarrassment94, "that perhaps you[Pg 77] wouldn't mind lending me some stage furniture for the afternoon." I enumerated95 the required number of horses, cattle, hogs96, and sheep.
Andy laughed in glee, then he shook his head in assumed solemnity. "No, Mr. Carton," he said, "I couldn't do that, but I'll give 'em to you outright97; then, if you like, you can give 'em back to me in the evenin'."
I was touched by his evident desire to save me from any unnecessary perversion98 of the truth, but I assured him that Griggs would not think of asking me if the animals he saw on my place were my own; besides, I would feel overwhelmed by the munificence99 of this temporary gift. But Andy was obdurate100, so I let him have his way. There was just one other difficulty—that of getting my wife away from Waydean for the afternoon, but that was easily arranged. I remembered that she was in the first stage of the rag-carpet fever, and had announced her intention of getting Mrs. Taylor to instruct her in the art, so when Andy brought me into the house to have a drink of fresh[Pg 78] buttermilk, I had only to hint at Marion's desire to learn in order to secure a pressing invitation from Mrs. Taylor to bring her over in the afternoon.
Andy accompanied me to the gate. "Mr. Carton, keep up your spirits," he said encouragingly, in parting, "and everything will go all right. You needn't feel nervous about your wife gittin' back too soon, for when two women gits started rag-carpetin' they don't remember they've got husbands until on about supper-time. When they settle down we'll drive the stock over and arrange them to look nateral. I was goin' to wash my buggy this afternoon, and I was thinkin' I might as well do it over there. I ain't had no experience of play-actin', but you need someone to look like a hired man, and I guess I could do that."
I had thought of the hired man problem, and the same idea had occurred to me, but I knew it wasn't my place to make the suggestion. "No, Mr. Taylor," I replied; "I couldn't think of letting you take such a menial part. I'd rather give up the performance—" I wilted101 suddenly at his look[Pg 79] of sceptical amusement—"unless," I added, "you would really like to do it."
"I really would," he responded, with a broad smile.
Griggs came. To my amazement102, he asked no questions, at first. He had a business-like, preoccupied103 air, as if he were a bailiff preparing an inventory104 for a bill-of-sale, and he looked at me, I fancied, as if he suspected I had hastily hidden some of the effects that might legally be attached. He scarcely noticed Peter's growing crops, but he studied the domestic animals intently, jotting105 down memoranda106 in his note-book. The inspection107 evidently satisfied him that they were not stuffed, although in their unfamiliar108 surroundings the cattle wore a strained and unnatural109 expression, as if they thought he was an amateur photographer, and feared they might not be taken full face. His manner exasperated110 me, but I managed to treat him politely, even when he remarked that my hired man was a rum-looking old coon and that the horses needed grooming111.
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Suddenly he shut his note-book with a snap. "Carton," he burst forth112, "I've been taken in!"
"Taken—in?" I ejaculated. He had an equine cast of countenance113, and his eyes rolled in such a vicious way that I instinctively moved directly in front, looking at him fixedly114. My surprise was not assumed.
"Duped—bamboozled—hoodwinked!" he snorted.
I grew pale with rage. I knew I did, though I could not see myself. My eyes flashed; I could feel them flashing. I would have given five dollars to see their scintillations in a mirror. I drew myself up to more than my full height—thank Heaven, I could at least see myself elongate115! Andy Taylor, standing116 beside his buggy with a sopping117 sponge in one hand, his mouth hanging open and his reddish side-whiskers floating in the breeze, suddenly turned his back and hugged himself, his shoulders heaving in silent spasmodic convulsions.
"Mr. Griggs," I said icily, my tone, I was pleased to hear, as pale and frosty as a[Pg 81] shaft118 of the aurora119 borealis, "what do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" he shouted. "I mean that I'll pay Harold Jones back for this—I'll teach him not to run a rig on me!"
"Harold—Jones?" I queried120 vacantly.
Griggs burst into a laugh that sounded like a horse's neigh. "Brace121 up, old man," he adjured me, slapping me on the back. "You don't seem to get on to my meaning, but you don't need to look like an idiot. I'll tell you the whole business."
Briefly122, it seemed, he had happened to meet my friend Harold that day, and had mentioned his proposed visit to my farm; incidentally, a warm discussion had arisen. Harold had been convulsed with merriment at Griggs's conception of the extensive scope of my farming operations. When Griggs adduced his conversation with me as evidence Harold had laughed still more uproariously, declaring it was the best joke he ever heard—further, that my live-stock consisted of five old hens and some chickens. Griggs knew Harold to be fond of[Pg 82] joking, but had, reluctantly, believed him. He had not expected, he admitted, to see such a well-stocked farm.
"In other words," I said, with some heat, "you expected to find that I"——
"Hold up!" interrupted Griggs hastily. "You see, Carton, I was mad at the thought of having been made a fool of. I can understand a fellow lying on a business deal, when it's to his interest, but to sit down and lie cold-bloodedly, just for recreation, like"——
"Like whom?" I demanded wrathfully, as he paused.
"Like that brute123 Jones," answered Griggs, with a vicious jerk of his head. "I'll get back on him, you bet!"
I began to see daylight. "Come away up to the house and we'll have a little refreshment," I said, with hospitable124 zeal125.
Griggs brightened. It was a warm day, so I brought him around to the south veranda126, but I would have entertained him anywhere else had I remembered that Paul was there. He was curled up in a chair, absorbed in a book. I knew he was [Pg 83]oblivious of what had been going on, but there is never any certainty of what Paul may, or may not, say, and I felt a qualm of misgiving127. Griggs proceeded to attract his attention by snapping his fingers, as if the boy were a puppy or an infant, remarking, to me, that he was wondering where I kept the kids. Now Paul is not shy, but we never could induce him to notice a stranger's advances without being formally introduced, consequently, if his mind is suddenly withdrawn128 from his imaginary world, he looks shy; worse, he looks as if he were unseeing, deaf, and an idiot. My mind was preoccupied, or I would have avoided difficulties by introducing Griggs, but I unfortunately neglected that formality. Paul's stolid129 and incurious gaze rested on my visitor; I looked on spellbound, knowing that his mind was working with intensity130, and that something was coming; Griggs shuffled131 uneasily.
"Well, sonny," said Griggs, at last, "what do you think of me?"
I have watched a toad132 sit motionless waiting for a fly to come within reach with[Pg 84] exactly Paul's expression. I noticed that his eyelids133 didn't even blink. Griggs glanced at me; I felt, rather than saw, the patronizing condolence of his look. It is the look of the proud father who raises children guaranteed to fit ready-made clothing.
"Paul," I prompted, with pregnant meaning, "why don't you answer? What do you think of this gentleman?"
"I think, father," he answered, in his dreamy, deliberate tone, addressing me pointedly134, but still looking at Griggs, "that he looks like a horse."
I felt as if I were falling from a dizzy height, but the sensation was not altogether painful. Griggs bore up better than I could have hoped, and declared with an attempt at jocularity that he would rather look like a horse than a cow. I had no more presence of mind than to reprove Paul on the spot for his rudeness, a course which could only result in one of two things: a howl or an argument. This time it was an argument; but I could better have stood a howl, for he pointed out that his mother had taught him to always tell the truth, and——
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"That will do, Paul," I interrupted, hurriedly. "Stand up, and I'll introduce you to Mr. Griggs."
I left them to entertain each other, while I escaped into the house for the refreshments135. Had I not done so, nothing could have warded136 off an indignant dissertation137 from Paul on the difference he was careful to observe between stating actual facts that came under his observation and his habit of making up fictitious138 persons and events. The latter propensity139 we never checked, believing that nothing should be said to prevent the fullest development of his wonderful imagination. My own excursions in the realm of undiluted fiction were trifling140 in comparison to Paul's; before him, doubtless, lay a future with his pen beside which even mine must pale to insignificance141.
The room I was in opened upon the veranda. Paul was sitting beside the window, and I could hear his voice distinctly, but only the alternate interrogatory rumble142 of his companion's. Evidently Griggs was making the most of his opportunity to learn more of my domestic concerns.
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"Oh, he's all right," I heard Paul announce. "He was only playing sick to get out of working. Father said it wasn't worth while to send for the doctor, and we shut him up in the barn so that the others wouldn't take it. We didn't let him out till he said he was quite well thank-you."
"They're all half-brothers and half-sisters. Not of any consequence, you know—just to amuse me."
"Father said he guessed he'd send them to the Orphan's Home; he couldn't afford to feed such a large family. Then he said he'd let me keep them if I made them work hard for their board. I can tell you I keep them going."
"Father says he cares more for me than for the whole crowd, and that he shouldn't be expected to bring up step-children."
"Yes, I let them play for an hour on Saturdays."
"They're all out picking potato bugs143 except Tom. He's in jail."
"Up in the attic144. He stole a candy out of my box, and I locked him up for a week. He gets bread and water only once a day."
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"They each have to bring a full pail of bugs, or else they don't get any tea."
"Father says he'll have Tom put in the Reformatory if I say the word."
What further information Griggs gleaned145 I had no means of knowing, for Paul was doing so well that I thought it better not to interrupt the conversation, and I took the opportunity of having a brief talk with Andy Taylor before returning to the veranda. Griggs was obviously distraught and had little to say except that he was in a hurry to get back to the city, but he looked at me as if he were mentally formulating146 charges to lay before the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children. He was so engrossed147 in his thoughts that he neglected to thank me for holding the gate open as he drove through, then I had difficulty in impressing upon his mind what he should say to Harold Jones.
"Tell him," I concluded, holding the horse's head, "that I consider it an impertinence for a mere acquaintance to pry148 into my private affairs. Is it anyone's business but my own, Mr. Griggs, whether I keep[Pg 88] only a few fowls149 or a large assortment150 of domestic animals? Tell him that I would never dream of asking you how many firkins of butter and crates151 of eggs you handled in a year, or if your profits exceed the commission you——"
"G'lang there!" shouted Griggs.
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