As he threw himself from the saddle among them, and looked swiftly from face to face for the right one to speak to first, the attention of the elder bystanders concentrated itself upon the mare. They would have given their foremost thoughts to her anyway, for they were owners of livestock11 even before they were neighbors, and her splashed and heated condition appealed in protest to their deepest feeling—reverential care for good horseflesh. But there was something more: the mare was strangely, visibly agitated12 at the sight of the glen before her, and reared back with outstretched trembling forelegs, lifted ears, and distended13, frightened eyes.
“By Cracky!” cried Zeke Tallman himself, “don’t it beat natur’! This ’ere mare knaows what’s happened! Look at her! She senses what’s layin’ down there at the bottom!”
“’N’ it they say dawgs has got more instinck than a hoss!” said a younger yokel14. He kicked a mongrel pup which was lounging around among the men’s legs, with a fierce “Git aout! yeh whelp, yeh! What d’you knaow abaout it!” to illustrate15 his contempt for this canine16 theory.
A third farmer, more practically considerate, took the shivering, affrighted beast by the bridle, and led it away from the gulf’s edge, patting its wet neck compassionately17 as they went.
Meanwhile Seth had found his way through the group to his brother John, who stood with his back against a beech18 tree, springing from the very brink19 of the gulf, his hands in his pockets, his eyes on the trampled20 grass at his feet. A half circle of boys, with one or two girls of the school age, stretched about him at some distance, like the outer line of an open fan, mutely eyeing him as the second most important figure in the tragedy. They separated for Seth to make his way, and made signs to each other that the interest was doubled by his arrival. The brothers shook hands silently and scarcely looked at each other.
There came the sound of a pistol shot from the glen below; somebody said: “There! they’ve killed th’ off-hoss. Ther’ goes th’ best matched team o’ grays in Dearborn Caounty!”
“Have you been down yet, John?” Seth asked softly, as the low buzz of conversation began about them once more.
“No, not yet. I suppose I could if I had insisted on it, but when I got here, twenty minutes or so ago, they told me here that Timms had got his jury together down there, and forbidden anybody coming down till they were through. So I’ve stayed here. Not that I care about Timms, but—I can wait.”
“Let’s go down!” As he spoke21, Seth swung himself around the beech, and began the descent, letting himself swiftly down the steep, mossy declivity22 by saplings and roots. His brother followed. One or two boys started also, but were roughly restrained by their elders, with a whispered “Stay back, can’t yeh! H’ain’t yeh got no sense. Them’s the brothers!”
The scene at the bottom was not unlike what Seth’s fancy had painted it, adding the terrible novelties of the night to a spot he had known from boyhood. Half-shaded even in the noon sunlight by overhanging branches from the towering, perpendicular23 sides of the glen, the miniature valley lay, a narrow stretch of poor, close-cropped grass, with the spiral, faded mullein stalks, the soft brown clumps24 of brake, the straggling, bloomless thistles, and even some tufts of glowing golden-rod, which push their way into unfrequented pasture-lands and encompass25 their sterility26. The stream, which once had been a piscatorial27 glory of the section, but now, robbed of its water and its life by distant clearings, mills and reservoirs, wandered sadly and shallowly on an unnoted course, divided itself here to skirt each side of the gulf with a contemptible29 rivulet30—the two coming together abruptly31 at the mouth of the low stone culvert, and vanishing into its dark recesses32, above which rose, sloping steeply, the high embankment of the road traversing the ravine.
It was over this embankment that horses, carriage and owner had precipitately33 pitched; it was at its base, on the swail and gravel34 of the stream’s edge, that the wreck35 lay, surrounded by a little knot of men. Vertical36 gashes37 in the earth down the bank, with broken branches and tom roots, marked the awful track of the descent; the waters of the brook38 to the right, dammed by the body of the horse killed in the fall, had overflowed39 the sands and made muddy rivulets40 across to the culvert.
The Coroner turned with obvious vexation at the sound of the brothers’ approach. “I thought I give word—” he began; then, recognizing the newcomers, added, without altering his peremptory41, officious tone: “It’s all right; you can come now, if you want to. The gentlemen of the jury have completed their labors43 for the present. I was on the pint44 of adjourning45 the ink-west.”
The brothers joined the jurors, and dumbly surveyed the spectacle at their feet. One of the grays lay across the rivulet; the other, more recently dead, was piled awkwardly upon its mate’s neck and shoulders, in an unnatural47 heap. The front portions of the buggy, scratched but not smashed, were curiously49 reared in the air, by reason of the pole being driven deep into the soft earth, between the horses; the rear wheels and the seat, broken off and riven by the violence of the shock, were imbedded in the marsh50 underneath51. On the higher ground, close in front of the brothers, lay something decorously covered with horse-blankets, which they comprehended with a sinking of the heart.
“He lay in theer, part under the hind52 wheels ’n’ part under the nigh hoss,” explained the Coroner, with dignity. “The fall was enough to brek his neck twenty times over, let alone the hosses may’ve kicked him on the way down. We hev viewed the remains53, ’n’ we’ve decided54—
“We ain’t decided nothin’!” broke in one of the jurors, a serious, almost grim-faced farmer, with a bushy collar of gray whiskers framing his brown square jaw55. “How kin4 we decide till we’ve heerd some evidence, ’n’ before the ink-west is threw with?”
“There’s some men’d kick if they was goin’ to be hung. Did I say we’d arrived at a verdict? What I mean is we’ve agreed to adjourn46 the ink-west now till arter the funeral.”
“Well, why daon’t yeh say what yeh mean, then?” rejoined the objecting juror. “They can’t no cor’ner make up my verdict fur me, ’n’ you’ll fine it aout, tew.”
“The more fool me fur panelin’ yeh!” was the Coroner’s comment.
The brothers insensibly edged away from this painful altercation56. A little elderly man, in shabby broadcloth which seemed strangely out of place among the rough tweeds and homespuns of the farmers, detached himself from the group of jurors, and came over to them, with a subdued57 halfsmile of recognition. It was the Thessaly undertaker.
“Tew bad, ain’t it?” he said glibly58, “allus some such scrimmage as thet, on every one of Timms’ juries. He ain’t got no exec’tive ability, I say. I’d like to see him run a funer’l with eight bearers—all green han’s! I told him thet once, right to his face! But then of course yeh knaow I can’t say much. He’s techy, ’n’ ’twouldn’t do fur me to rile him. We hev a kind o’ ’rangement, you see. I hev to be on hand any-way, ’n’ he allus puts me on the jury; it helps him ’n’ it helps me. I kin always sort o’ smooth over things, if any o’ th’ jurors feels cranky, yeh knaow. They’ll listen to me, cuz they reelize I’ve hed experience, ’n’ then there’s a good deal in knaowin’ haow to manage men, in hevin’ what I call exec’tive ability. Of course, this case is peculiar59. They ain’t no question abaout th’ death bein’ accidental. But this man you heerd kickin’, this Cyrus Ballou, he’s makin’ a dead set to hev’ Zeke Tallman condemned60 fur hevin’ his fence up there in bad repair. He ’n’ Tallman’s a lawin’ of it abaout some o’ his steers61 thet got into Tallman’s cabbages, ’n’ thet’s why——-”
“I suppose we can leave this to you!” John broke in, impatience62 mastering the solemnity of the scene. “Have you made any arrangements? You know what ought to be done.”
“Yes, my boy ought to be here by this time with my covered wagon63, what I call my ambulance.”
The brothers turned away from him. The little man remembered something and hurrying after them laid his hand on John’s arm.
“When I spoke abaout allus bein’ on the jury, you knaow, p’raps I ought to’ve explained.” He proceeded with an uneasy, deprecating gesture. “You see, a juror gits a dollar a day, ’n’ sometimes friends of the remains think I ought to deduck thet f’m my bill, but ef you’ll jest consider——”
“Oh for God’s sake! leave us alone!”
It was Seth who spoke, and the undertaker joined his fellow-jurors at the foot of the hill forthwith. The brothers went back, and stood again in oppressed silence over the blanketed form.
Dr. William Henry Timms meanwhile conversed64 apart with his panel. He was a middle-aged65, shrewdfaced man, who, like so many thousands of other Whig babes born in the forties, had been named after the hero of Tippecanoe. He was more politician than coroner, more coroner than doctor. He hung by a rather dubious66 diploma upon the outskirts67 of his profession, snubbed by the County Society, contemned68 by most sensible Thessaly families as “not fit to doctor a sick cat.” But he had a powerful “pull” in the politics of the county, and the office could not, apparently69, be wrested70 from him, no matter how capable his opponent.
In the earlier years of his official service he had been over zealous71 in suspecting mysteries, and had twice been reprimanded by the Supreme73 Court Judge, and much oftener by the District Attorney, for enveloping74 in criminal suspicion cases which, when intelligently examined, were palpable and blameless casualties. These experiences had sensibly modified his zeal72. He had put the detective habit of mind far away behind him, and, like a wise official, bent75 all his energies now to the more practical labor42 of dividing each inquest into as many sessions as possible. Had he been a Federal Deputy Marshal, he could not have been more skilled in this delicate art of getting eight days’ pay out of a three hours’ case. A bare suggestion of mystery at the start, to be almost cleared up, then revived, then exploited carefully, then finally dissipated, and all so deftly76 that the District Attorney, who lived at Octavius, would not be inspired to come over and interfere—this was Dr. Timms’ conception of a satisfactory inquest. Occasionally there would be the added zest77 of an opportunity to formally inflict78 censure79 upon somebody, and if this involved some wealthy or potential person, so much the better: to withhold80 the censure meant tangible81 profit, to sternly mete82 it (failing a fair arrangement) meant public credit as a bold, vigilant83 official.
Dr. Timms was still turning over in his mind the professional possibilities involved in Tallman’s bad fence-building, and casually84 sounding his jurors as to their private feelings toward the delinquent85; the brothers had followed the jury up to the meadow plateau, and were standing aloof86 from yet among their neighbors, answering in monosyllables, and following mentally the work of the undertakers’ squad87 down in the bottom; the farmers were beginning to straggle off reluctantly, the demands of neglected work and long-waiting dinners conquering their inclination88 to remain—when a big carry-all from Tyre drove up on the road outside, and a score of men clambered out and over the fence to join the group. They had driven post-haste from the Convention, and among them were Ansdell, Beekman, and Milton Squires89.
Mr. Ansdell came straight to the two brothers, giving a hand to each with a gesture full of tender comprehension. While they talked in low tones of the tragedy, they were joined by Abe Beekman; upon the normal eagerness and wistful solemnity of his gaunt face there was engrafted now a curious suggestion of consuming interest in some masked feature of the affair. He was so intent upon this, whatever it might be, that to the sensitive feelings of the other three he seemed to dash into the subject with wanton brusqueness.
“How air yeh, Fairchild?” he nodded to John, “I want somebody to tell me this hull90 thing, while it’s fresh. Who knaows th’ most ’baout it? Where’s th’ Cor’ner? What’s he done so far?”
Obedient to a word from John, the Coroner dignifiedly came over to the beech tree, where our little group stood, and listened coldly to a series of searching questions put by the Jay County magnate. When they were finished he made lofty answer:
“I ain’t institooted no inquiries91 yit. That’ll be arranged fur later, to convenience the family ’n’ the officers of the law. It ain’t customary, in cases of accident like this, to rush around like a hen with her head cut off, right at the start. The law takes these things ca’mly, sir—ca’mly ’n’ quietly.”
“But have you made an examination?—you are a doctor, I think,” interposed Ansdell. “Have you satisfied yourself when the death occurred? Have you learned any of the circumstances of it? Were there any witnesses?”
The Coroner looked at the questioner, then at the brothers, as if including them in his pained censure, then back again at Ansdell:
“I don’t know ez it’s any o’ your business,” he said. “Who air yeh, any way?”
Before anyone else could answer, Beekman spoke: “He’s the next Congressman92 from this deestrick—nominated by acclamation over at Tyre to-day—that’s who he is. But never mind that, what I want to knaow is—air yeh sure he died from an accident? Kin yeh swear to thet ez a doctor?”
“Toe be sure I kin!” responded the official, in a friendlier tone. “He was simply mashed48 out o’ shape by the fall. He come down forty feet, ef it was an inch, plum under the horses. They jest rolled over each other, all the way down.—And so this is Mr. Ansdell, I presewm. I’m proud to make yer acquaintance, sir. Only by the merest accident I wasn’t at the Convention to-day, sir.”
The undertaker came up now to announce that the first stage of his labors was completed and that the ambulance wagon was on the road outside, ready to start for the Fairchild homestead.
“We went up by t’other side, lower daown the gulf,” he explained; “’twas easier, ’n’ then there was no shock to yer feelin’s. Ef I might be ’lowed to s’jest, it ’ud look kine o’ respectful to hev all these friends of the remains walk two by two, behine the wagon, daown to the haouse. Yeh might let the carry-all come along arterwards, empty, yeh knaow, ez a sort o’ token of grief.”
The suggestion was passively accepted as the proper thing under the circumstances, and the little procession began to shape itself on the road outside. Seth was moving toward the fence with the others, when the thought of the black mare he had ridden to the scene occurred to him. A farm-boy was holding the animal a little way off, near some bars opening from the meadow to the road. Seth saw Milton getting over the rails—he had been busy on the outskirts of the assemblage gathering93 accounts from those earlier on the ground—and said to him: “Won’t you get the mare, and ride her home, along with the carry-all. I shall walk—with the rest.”
The cortege had formed just beyond the fateful narrowing of the road, where it crossed the gulf, and the men who were to follow Albert to the homestead, including all the late comers from Tyre and a few neighbors, had looked down the steep declivity, and noted28 the new breaking away of earth on the road’s edge, before they passed on to fall in line behind the black, shrouded94 vehicle. The procession had moved some rods when there came sounds of excitement from the rear; at these some of the walkers turned, then others, and even the driver of the ambulance drew up his horses and joined the retrospective gaze.
The black mare was balking95 again, on the road directly over the gulf, and was crowding back with her haunches tight against the fencing on the side opposite to that over which her late master had fallen. It was a moment of cruel tension to every eye, for the fence was visibly yielding under the animal’s weight, and another tragedy seemed a matter of seconds. Milton appeared to have lost all sense, and was simply clinging to the mare’s neck, in dumb affright. Luckily a farmer ran forward at this juncture97, and contrived98 to lead the beast forward diagonally away from the spot. Milton sat up in the saddle again, turned the mare away from the gulf, and galloped off.
“Dummed cur’ous thet!” whispered Beekman to Seth; “does thet mare ack thet way often?”
“I never knew her to balk96 before to-day. She acted like that when I first brought her up to the ravine. It is curious, as you say. But animal instinct is a strange, unaccountable thing any way.”
“Hm-m!” answered the Boss of Jay County, knitting his brows in thought, as the procession moved again.
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gulf
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galloped
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reined
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plunging
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livestock
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yokel
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canine
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compassionately
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beech
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brink
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trampled
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spoke
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noted
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contemptible
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