Early the next day, which was May 20th, we heard to our surprise and consternation1 that on the preceding afternoon, almost as Colonel Dayton and his soldiers were entering Johnstown, Sir John and the bulk of his Highlanders and sympathizers, to the number of one hundred and thirty, had privately3 taken to the woods at the north of the Hall, and struck out for Canada.
Over six weeks elapsed before we learned definitely that the baronet and his companions had traversed the whole wilderness4 in safety and reached Montreal, which now was once more in British hands--our ill-starred Quebec expedition having finally quitted Canada earlier in the month. We could understand the stories of Sir John's travail5 and privations, for the snow was not yet out of the Adirondack trails, and few of his company were skilled in woodmen's craft. But they did accomplish the journey, and that in nineteen days.
I, for one, was not very much grieved at Johnson's escape, for his imprisonment6 would have been an embarrassment7 rather than a service to us. But Colonel Dayton was deeply chagrined8 at finding the bird flown, and I fear that in the first hours of his discomfiture9 he may have forgotten some of his philosophical10 toleration for Tories in general. He had, moreover, the delicate question on his hands of what to do with Lady Johnson. Neither Judge Duer nor I could advise him, and so everything was held in suspense11 for the better part of a week, until General Schuyler's decision could be had.
Meanwhile my time was fairly occupied in the fulfilment of matters intrusted to me by the General. I had to visit Colonel Herkimer at his home below Little Falls, and talk with him about the disagreeable fact that his brother, Hon-Yost Herkimer, had deserted12 the militia13 command given him by the Whigs and fled to Canada. The stout14 old German was free to denounce his brother, however, and I liked the looks and blunt speech of Peter Bellinger, who had been made colonel of the deserted battalion15 of German Flatts. There were also conversations to be had with Colonel Klock, and Ebenezer Cox, and the Fondas, at their several homes, and a day to spend with my friend John Frey, now sheriff in place of the Tory White. It thus happened that I saw very little of the people at the Cedars16, and had no real talk again with Daisy, until a full week had passed.
It was a cool, overcast17 forenoon when I alighted next at the familiar gate, and gave my horse into Tulp's charge. The boy, though greatly rejoiced to see me back again, had developed a curious taciturnity in these latter years--since his accident, in fact--and no longer shouted out the news to me at sight. Hence I had to ask him, as I neared the door, what strange carriage was that in the yard beyond, and why it was there. As I spoke18, a couple of men lounged in view from the rear of the house, and I recognized them as of Dayton's command. Tulp explained that Lady Johnson was being taken away, and that she had tarried here to rest on her journey.
If I had known this at the gate, I doubt I should have stopped at all; but I had been seen from the window, and it was too late now to turn about. So I entered, much wishing that I had left off my uniform, or, still better, that I had stayed away altogether.
There were present in the great room Daisy, Lady Johnson, a young lady who was her sister, two children--and a man in civilian's garb19, with some few military touches, such as a belt and sword and a cockade, who sat by the window, his knees impudently20 spread apart and his hat on his head. I looked at this fellow in indignant inquiry21.
Daisy came eagerly to me, with an explanation on her lips:
"It is the officer who is to take Lady Johnson to Albany. He insists upon forcing his presence upon us, and will not suffer us to be alone together in any room in the house."
"Who are you?--and off with your hat!" I said to the man, sharply.
My uniform was of service, after all. He looked me over, and evidently remembered having seen me with his colonel, for he stood up and took off his hat. "I am a lieutenant22 of the Connecticut line," he said, in a Yankee snarl23, "and I am doing my duty."
"I am a major in the Continental24 line, and I should be doing my duty if I sent you back in irons to your colonel," I answered. "Get out of here, what time Lady Johnson is to remain, and leave these ladies to themselves!"
He was clearly in two minds about obeying me, and I fancy it was my superior size rather than my rank that induced him to go, which he did in as disagreeable a fashion as possible. I made my bow to Lady Johnson, and said something about being glad that I had come, if I had been of use.
She, poor young woman, was in a sad state of nervous excitement, what with her delicate condition and the distressing25 circumstances of the past week. She was, moreover, a very beautiful creature, naturally of soft and refined manners, and this made me the readier to overlook the way in which she met my kindly26 meant phrases.
"I marvel27 that you are not ashamed, Mr. Mauverensen," she said, heatedly, "to belong to an army made up of such ruffians. Every rag of raiment that man has on he stole from my husband's wardrobe at the Hall. To think of calling such low fellows officers, or consorting28 with them!"
I answered as gently as I could that, unfortunately, there were many such ill-conditioned men in every service, and pointed29 out that the man, by his speech, was a New Englander.
"And who fetched them into this province, I should like to know!"
Nothing was further from my thoughts than to hold a political discussion with this poor troubled wife, who saw her husband's peril30, her own plight31, and the prospective32 birth of her first child in captivity33 constantly before her eyes! So I strove to bring the talk upon other grounds, but not with much success. She grew calmer, and with the returning calmness came a fine, cool dignity of manner and tone which curiously34 reminded me of Lady Berenicia Cross; but she could talk of nothing save her wrongs, or rather those of her husband. She seemed not to have very clear notions of what the trouble was all about, but ascribed it loosely, I gathered, to the jealousy35 of Philip Livingston, who was vexed36 that the Scotch37 did not settle upon his patent instead of on Sir John's land, and to the malice38 of General Schuyler, whose feud39 with the Johnsons was notorious.
"And to think, too," she added, "that Mr. Schuyler's mother and my mother's mother were sisters! A very pleasant and valuable cousin he is, to be sure! Driving my husband off into the forest to perhaps die of hunger, and dragging me down to Albany, in my condition, and thrusting a low Connecticut cobbler into my carriage with me! If my sickness overtakes me on the road, and I die, my blood will be on the head of Philip Schuyler."
I read in Daisy's eyes a way out of this painful conversation, and so said: "Lady Johnson, it will perhaps render your journey less harrowing if I have some talk with this officer who is your escort. Let me leave you women-folk together here in peace, the while"--and went out into the garden again.
I found the lieutenant in the garden to the rear of the house, gossiping in familiar style with his half-dozen men, and drew him aside for some private words. He was sensible enough, at bottom, and when I had pointed out to him that his prisoner was a good and kindly soul, who had been, through no fault of her own, nurtured40 in aristocratic ideas and ways; that those of whatever party who knew her well most heartily41 esteemed42 her; and that, moreover, she was nearly related by blood to General Schuyler--he professed43 himself ready to behave toward her with more politeness.
The trouble with him really lay in his abiding44 belief that people underestimated his importance, and hence he sought to magnify his position in their eyes by insolent45 demeanor46. Therein I discerned the true Yankee.
That the men of the New England States have many excellent parts, I would be the last to deny; but that they were in the main a quarrelsome, intractable, mutinous47, and mischief-making element in our armies during the Revolution, is not to be gainsaid49. I know, of my own knowledge, how their fractious and insubordinate conduct grieved and sorely disheartened poor Montgomery while we lay before Quebec. I could tell many tales, too, of the harm they did to the cause in New York State, by their prejudices against us, and their narrow spite against General Schuyler. So mischievous50 did this attitude become at last--when old General Wooster came to us with his Connecticut troops, and these set themselves up to be independent of all our plans or rules, refusing even to mess with the others or to touch Continental provisions and munitions--that Congress had to interfere51 and put them sharply back into their proper places. Jerseymen, Pennsylvanians, Virginians, and men from the Carolinas will bear me out in saying these things about the New England soldiery. I speak not in blame or bitterness. The truth is that they were too much akin48 in blood and conceit52 to the English not to have in themselves many of the disagreeable qualities which had impelled53 us all to revolt against British rule.
When the lieutenant had ordered the horses to be brought out for a start, I went back into the house. The women had been weeping, I could see. Lady Johnson had softened54 in her mood toward me, and spoke now some gentle words of thanks for the little I had done. When I told her, in turn, that her escort would henceforth be more considerate in his conduct toward her, she was for a moment pleased, but then tears filled her eyes at the thoughts of the journey before her.
"When I am out of sight of this house," she said, sadly, "it will seem as if my last friend had been left behind. Why could they not have left me at the Hall? I gave them the keys; I yielded up everything! What harm could I have done them--remaining there? I had no wish to visit my relatives in Albany! It is a trick--a device! I doubt I shall ever lay eyes on my dear home again."
And, poor lady, she never did.
We strove to speak words of comfort to her, but they came but feebly, and could not have consoled her much. When the lieutenant opened the door, the women made a tearful adieu, with sobs56 and kisses upon which I could not bear to look. Lady Johnson shook hands with me, still with a pathetic quivering of the lips. But then in an instant she straightened herself to her full height, bit her lips tight, and walked proudly past the obnoxious57 escort down the path to the carriage, followed by her weeping sister and the two big-eyed wondering children.
"Will she ever come back?" said Daisy, half in inquiry, half in despairing exclamation58, as we saw the last of the carriage and its guard. "How will it all end, Douw?"
"Who can foresee?" I answered. "It is war now, at last, war open and desperate. I can see no peaceful way out of it. These aristocratic landlords, these Johnsons, Butlers, Phillipses, De Lanceys, and the rest, will not give up their estates without a hard fight for them. Of that you may be sure. They will come back, if their wives do not, and all that they can do, backed by England, to regain59 their positions, will be done. They may win, and if they do, it will be our necks that will be put into the yoke--or the halter. At all events, it has gone too far to be patched over now. We can only stand up and fight as stoutly60 as we may, and leave the rest to fate."
"And it really was necessary to fight--I suppose it could not have been in reason avoided?"
"They would have it so. They clung to the faith that they were by right the masters here, and we the slaves, and so infatuated were they that they brought in English troops and force to back them up. There was no alternative but to fight. Would you have had me on the other side--on the English side, Daisy?"
"Oh, no, Douw," she answered, in a clear voice. "If war there must be, why, of course, the side of my people is my side."
I was not surprised at this, but I said, "You speak of your people, Daisy--but surely mere61 birth does not count for more than one's whole training afterward62, and you have been bred among another class altogether. Why, I should think nine out of every ten of your friends here in the Mohawk district must be Tories."
"Not so great a proportion as that," she went on, with a faint smile upon her lips, but deep gravity in her eyes. "You do not know the value of these 'friends,' as you call them, as closely as I do. Never have they forgotten on their side, even if I did on mine, that my parents were Palatine peasants. And you speak of my being bred among them! In what way more than you were? Was I not brought up side by side with you? Was there any difference in our rearing, in our daily life until--until you left us? Why should I not be a patriot63, sir, as well as you?"
She ended with a little laugh, but the voice quivered beneath it. We both were thinking, I felt, of the dear old days gone by, and of the melancholy64 fate which clouded over and darkened those days, and drove us apart.
We still stood by the open door, whence we had watched the carriage disappear. After some seconds of silence I essayed to bring back the conversation to Lady Johnson, and talked of her narrow, ill-informed, purely65 one-sided way of regarding the troubles, and of how impossible it was that the class to which she belonged, no matter how amiable66 and good they might be, could ever adapt themselves to the enlarging social conditions of this new country.
While I talked, there burst forth55 suddenly the racket of fifes and drums in the road. Some militia companies were marching past on their way to join Colonel Dayton's force. We stood and watched these go by, and in the noise that they made we failed to hear Mr. Stewart's tottering67 footsteps behind us.
The din2 of the drums had called him out of his lethargy, and he came forward to watch the yeoman-soldiery.
"They march badly--badly," he said, shielding his eyes from the sun with his hand. "I do not know the uniform. But I have been away so long, and everything is changed since the King of Prussia began his wars. Yet I am happier here as I am--far happier with my fields, and my freedom, and my children."
He had spoken in the tone, half-conversational, half-dreamy, which of late strangely marked most of his speech. He turned now and looked at us; a pleasant change came over his wan68 face, and he smiled upon us with a curious reflection of the old fond look.
"You are good children," he said; "you shall be married in due time, and come after me when I am gone. There will be no handsomer, happier twain in the province."
Daisy flushed crimson69 and looked pained at the old gentleman's childish babbling70, and I made haste to get away.
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