It is averred1 that all the evils and miseries2 of our existence were entailed3 upon us by the meddlesome4 and altogether gratuitous5 perverseness6 of one weak-headed woman. Although faith in the personal influence of Eve upon the ages is visibly waning7 in these incredulous, iconoclastic8 times, there still remains9 enough respect for the possibilities for mischief10 inherent within a single silly woman to render Lady Berenicia Cross and her works intelligible11, even to the fifth and sixth generations.
I knew that she was a fool the moment I first laid eyes on her--as she stood courtesying and simpering to us on the lawn in front of Johnson Hall, her patched and raddled cheeks mocking the honest morning sunlight. I take no credit that my eyes had a clearer vision than those of my companions, but grieve instead that it was not ordered otherwise.
We had ridden up to the hall, this bright, warm May forenoon, on our first visit of the spring to the Johnsons. There is a radiant picture of this morning ride still fresh in my memory. Daisy, I remember, sat on a pillion behind Mr. Stewart, holding him by the shoulder, and jogging pleasantly along with the motion of the old horse. Our patron looked old in this full, broad light; the winter had obviously aged12 him. His white, queued hair no longer needed powder; his light blue eyes seemed larger than ever under the bristling13 brows, still dark in color; the profile of his lean face, which had always been so nobly commanding in outline, had grown sharper of late, and bended nose and pointed14 chin were closer together, from the shrinking of the lips. But he sat erect15 as of old, proud of himself and of the beautiful girl behind him.
And she was beautiful, was our Daisy! Her rounded, innocent face beamed with pleasure from its camlet hood16, as sweet and suggestive of fragrance17 as a damask rose against the blue sky. It was almost a childish face in its simplicity18 and frankness, yet already beginning to take on a woman's thoughtfulness and a woman's charm of tint19 and texture20. We often thought that her parents must have had other than Palatine peasant blood, so delicate and refined were her features, not realizing that books and thoughts help far more toward making faces than does ancestry21. Just the edge of her wavy22 light-brown hair could be seen under the frill of the hood, with lines of gold upon it painted by the sun.
She laughed and talked gayly as our horses climbed the hills. I thought, as I rode by their side, how happy we all were, and how beautiful was she--this flower plucked from the rapine and massacre23 of the Old War! And I fancy the notion that we were no longer children began dancing in my head a little, too.
It would have been strange otherwise, for the day and the scene must have stirred the coldest pulse. We moved through a pale velvety24 panorama25 of green--woodland and roadside and river reflections and shadows, all of living yet young and softening26 green; the birds all about us filled the warm air with song; the tapping of the woodpeckers and the shrill27 chatter28 of squirrels came from every thicket29; there was nothing which did not reflect our joyous30, buoyant delight that spring had come again. And I rode by Daisy's side, and thought more of her, I'm bound, than I did of the flood-dismantled dike31 on the river-bend at home which I had left unrestored for the day.
Over the heads of the negroes, who, spying us, came headlong to take our horses, we saw Sir William standing32 in the garden with an unknown lady. The baronet himself, walking a little heavily with his cane33, approached us with hearty34 salutations, helped Daisy to unmount, and presented us to this stranger--Lady Berenicia Cross.
I am not so sure that people can fall in love at first sight. But never doubt their ability to dislike from the beginning! I know that I felt indignantly intolerant of this woman even before, hat in hand, I had finished my bow to her.
Yet it might well have been that I was over-harsh in my judgment35. She had been a pretty woman in her time, and still might be thought well-favored. At least she must have thought so, for she wore more paint and ribbons, and fal-lals generally, than ever I saw on another woman, before or since. Her face was high, narrow, and very regular; oddly enough, it was in outline, with its thin, pursed-up mouth, straight nose, and full eyelids36 and brows, very like a face one would expect to see in a nun's hood. Yet so little in the character of the cloister37 did this countenance38 keep, that it was plastered thick with chalk and rouge39, and sprinkled with ridiculous black patches, and bore, as it rose from the low courtesy before me, an unnatural40 smile half-way between a leer and a grin.
I may say that I was a wholesome-enough looking young fellow, very tall and broad-shouldered, with a long, dark face, which was ugly in childhood, but had grown now into something like comeliness41. I am not parading special innocence42 either, but no woman had ever looked into my eyes with so bold, I might say impudent43, an expression as this fine lady put on to greet me. And she was old enough to be my mother, almost, into the bargain.
But even more than her free glances, which, after all, meant no harm, but only reflected London manners, her dress grated upon me. We were not unaccustomed to good raiment in the Valley. Johnson Hall, which reared its broad bulk through the trees on the knoll44 above us, had many a time sported richer and costlier45 toilets in its chambers46 than this before us. But on my lady the gay stuffs seemed painfully out of place--like her feather fan, and smelling-salts, and dainty netted purse. The mountains and girdling forests were real; the strong-faced, burly, handsome baronet, whose words spoken here in the back-woods were law to British king and Parliament, was real; we ourselves, suitably and decently clad, and knowing our position, were also genuine parts of the scene. The English lady was pinchbeck by contrast with all about her.
"Will you give the ladies an arm, Douw?" said Sir William. "We were walking to see the lilacs I planted a year ago. We old fellows, with so much to say to each other, will lead the way."
Nothing occurred to me to say to the new acquaintance, who further annoyed me by clinging to my arm with a zeal48 unpleasantly different from Daisy's soft touch on the other side. I walked silent, and more or less sulky, between them down the gravelled path. Lady Berenicia chattered49 steadily50.
"And so this is the dear little Mistress Daisy of whom Sir William talks so much. How happy one must be to be such a favorite everywhere! And you content to live here, too, leading this simple, pastoral life! How sweet! And you never weary of it--never sigh when it is time to return to it from New York?"
"I never have been to New York, nor Albany either," Daisy made answer.
Lady Berenicia held up her fan in pretended astonishment51.
"Never to New York! nor even to Albany! Une vraie belle52 sauvage! How you amaze me, poor child!"
"Oh, I crave53 no pity, madam," our dear girl answered, cheerily. "My father and brother are so good to me--just like a true father and brother--that if I but hinted a wish to visit the moon, they would at once set about to arrange the voyage. I do not always stay at home. Twice I have been on a visit to Mr. Campbell, at Cherry Valley, over the hills yonder. And then once we made a grand excursion up the river, way to Fort Herkimer, and beyond to the place where my poor parents lost their lives."
As we stood regarding the lilac bushes, planted in a circle on the slope, and I was congratulating myself that my elbows were free again, two gentlemen approached us from the direction of the Hall.
Daisy was telling the story of her parents' death, which relation Lady Berenicia had urgently pressed, but now interrupted by saying: "There, that is my husband, with young Mr. Butler."
Mr. Jonathan Cross seemed a very honest and sensible gentleman when we came to converse54 with him; somewhat austere55, in the presence of his rattle-headed spouse56 at least, but polite and well-informed. He spoke47 pleasantly with me, saying that he was on his way to the farther Lake country on business, and that his wife was to remain, until his return, at Johnson Hall.
His companion was Walter Butler, and of him I ought to speak more closely, since long generations after this tale is forgotten his name will remain written, blood-red, in the Valley's chronicles. I walked away from the lilacs with him, I recall, discussing some unremembered subject. I always liked Walter: even now, despite everything, there continues a soft spot in my memory for him.
He was about my own age, and, oh! such a handsome youth, with features cut as in a cameo, and pale-brown smooth skin, and large deep eyes, that look upon me still sometimes in dreams with ineffable57 melancholy58. He was somewhat beneath my stature59, but formed with perfect delicacy60.
In those old days of breeches and long hose, a man's leg went for a good deal. I have often thought that there must be a much closer connection between trousers and democracy than has ever been publicly traced. A man like myself, with heavy knee-joints and a thick ankle, was almost always a Whig in the Revolutionary time--as if by natural prejudice against the would-be aristocrats61, who liked to sport a straight-sinking knee-cap and dapper calf62. When the Whigs, after the peace, became masters of their own country, and divided into parties again on their own account, it was still largely a matter of lower limbs. The faction63 which stood nearest Old-World ideas and monarchical64 tastes are said to have had great delight in the symmetry of Mr. Adams's underpinning65, so daintily displayed in satin and silk. And when the plainer majority finally triumphed with the induction66 of Mr. Jefferson, some fifteen years since, was it not truly a victory of republican trousers--a popular decree that henceforth all men should be equal as to legs?
To return. Walter Butler was most perfectly68 built--a living picture of grace. He dressed, too, with remarkable69 taste, contriving70 always to appear the gentleman, yet not out of place in the wilderness71. He wore his own black hair, carelessly tied or flowing, and with no thought of powder.
We had always liked each other, doubtless in that we were both of a solemn and meditative72 nature. We had not much else in common, it is true, for he was filled to the nostrils73 with pride about the Ormond-Butlers, whom he held to be his ancestors, and took it rather hard that I should not also be able to revere74 them for upholding a false-tongued king against the rights of his people. For my own part, I did not pin much faith upon his descent, being able to remember his grandfather, the old lieutenant75, who seemed a peasant to the marrow76 of his bones.
Nor could I see any special value in the fact of descent, even were it unquestioned. Walter, it seemed to me, would do much better to work at the law, to which he was bred, and make a name for himself by his own exertions77. Alas78, he did make a name!
But though our paths would presently diverge79 we still were good friends, and as we walked he told me what he had heard that day of Lady Berenicia Cross. It was not much. She had been the daughter of a penniless, disreputable Irish earl, and had wedded80 early in life to escape the wretchedness of her paternal81 home. She had played quite a splendid part for a time in the vanities of London court-life, after her husband gained his wealth, but had latterly found her hold upon fashion's favor loosened. Why she had accompanied her serious spouse on this rough and wearisome journey was not clear. It might be that she came because he did not care for her company. It might be that he thought it wisest not to leave her in London to her own devices. In any case, here she indubitably was, and Walter was disposed to think her rather a fine woman for her years, which he took to be about twoscore.
We strolled back again to the lilacs, where the two women were seated on a bench, with Mr. Cross and Colonel Claus--the brighter and better of Sir William's two sons-in-law--standing over them. Lady Berenicia beckoned82 to my companion with her fan.
"Pray come and amuse us, Mr. Butler," she said, in her high, mincing83 tones. "Were it not for the fear of ministering to your vanity, I might confess we two have been languishing84 for an hour for your company. Mistress Daisy and I venerate85 these cavaliers of ours vastly--we hold their grave wisdom in high regard--but our frivolous86 palates need lighter87 things than East India Companies and political quarrels in Boston. I command you to discourse88 nonsense, Mr. Butler--pure, giddy nonsense."
Walter bowed, and with a tinge89 of irony90 acknowledged the compliment, but all pleasantly enough. I glanced at our Daisy, expecting to discover my own distaste for this silly speech mirrored on her face. It vexed91 me a little to see that she seemed instead to be pleased with the London lady.
"What shall it be, my lady?" smiled Walter; "what shall be the shuttlecock--the May races, the ball, the Klock scandal, the--"
If it was rude, it is too late to be helped now. I interrupted the foolish talk by asking Colonel Claus what the news from Boston was, for the post-boy had brought papers to the Hall that morning.
"The anniversary speech is reported. Some apothecary92, named Warren, held forth67 this year, and his seems the boldest tongue yet. If his talk stinks93 not of treason in every line, why then I have no smelling sense. They are talking of it in the library now; but I am no statesman, and it suits me better out here in the sun."
"But," I replied, "I have heard of this Dr. Warren, and he is not reputed to be a rash or thoughtless speaker."
Young Butler burst into the conversation with eager bitterness:
"Thoughtless! Rash! No--the dogs know better! There'll be no word that can be laid hold upon--all circumspect94 outside, with hell itself underneath95. Do we not know the canters? Oh, but I'd smash through letter and seal of the law alike to get at them, were I in power! There'll be no peace till some strong hand does do it."
Walter's deep eyes flashed and glowed as he spoke, and his face was shadowed with grave intensity96 of feeling.
There was a moment's silence--broken by the thin voice of the London lady: "Bravo! admirable! Always be in a rage, Mr. Butler, it suits you so much.--Isn't he handsome, Daisy, with his feathers all on end?"
While our girl, unused to such bold talk, looked blushingly at the young grass, Mr. Cross spoke:
"Doubtless you gentry97 of New York have your own good reasons for disliking Boston men, as I find you do. But why rasp your nerves and spoil your digestion98 by so fuming99 over their politics? I am an Englishman: if I can keep calm on the subject, you who are only collaterally100 aggrieved101, as it were, should surely be able to do so. My word for it, young men, life brings vexations enough to one's very door, without setting out in quest of them."
"Pray, Mr. Cross," languidly sneered102 my lady, "what is there in the heavens or on the earth, or in the waters under the earth, which could stir your blood by one added beat an hour, save indigo103 and spices?"
There was so distinct a menace of domestic discord104 in this iced query105 that Butler hastened to take up the talk:
"Ah, yes, you can keep cool! There are thousands of miles of water between you English and the nest where this treason is hatched. It's close to us. Do you think you can fence in a sentiment as you can cattle? No: it will spread. Soon what is shouted in Boston will be spoken in Albany, whispered in Philadelphia, winked106 and nodded in Williamsburg, thought in Charleston. And how will it be here, with us? Let me tell you, Mr. Cross, we are really in an alien country here. The high Germans above us, like that Herkimer you saw here Tuesday, do you think they care a pistareen for the King? And these damned sour-faced Dutch traders below, have they forgotten that this province was their grandfathers'? The moment it becomes clear to their niggard souls that there's no money to be lost by treason, will they not delight to help on any trouble the Yankees contrive107 to make for England? I tell you, sir, if you knew these Dutch as I know them--their silent treachery, their jealousy108 of us, their greed--"
This seemed to have gone far enough. "Come, you forget that I am a Dutchman," I said, putting my hand on Butler's shoulder.
Quivering with the excitement into which he had worked himself, he shook off my touch, and took a backward step, eying me angrily. I returned his gaze, and I dare say it was about as wrathful as his own.
Lady Berenicia made a diversion. "It grows cool," she said. "Come inside with me, Mistress Daisy, and I will show you all my chests and boxes. Mr. Cross made a great to-do about bringing them, but--"
As the ladies rose, Walter came to me with outstretched hand. "I was at fault, Douw," said he, frankly109. "Don't think more about it."
I took his hand, though I was not altogether sure about forgetting his words.
Lady Berenicia looked at us over her shoulder, as she moved away, with disappointment mantling110 through the chalk on her cheeks.
"My word! I protest they're not going to fight after all," she said.
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lighter
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stinks
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