"Mort!" he gasped4.
"Yes, Mort," replied his visitor, grasping fervently5 the hand that was timidly extended to meet his own; "ain't you glad to see me?"
"Glad!" shouted Rich, grasping both the hands of Morton in his own, while the tears ran down his cheeks; "I hope you don't think I am not; but—"
"But you are in a working dress, and not in a state to receive me, who never cleaned out the president's barn, milked his cow, or dug his potatoes, and you are smutty."
Thus saying, Morton rubbed his hand on the top of the bellows6, and made an awful smut spot across the whole side of his face.
"Will that remove your scruples7, old chum? How are you?"
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"O, Mort, I'm so glad to see you!"
"Expected you'd be; that's what I came for; didn't come for anything else; 'kalkerlated,' as Uncle Tim would say, to make you glad."
Rich now introduced Morton to his father and uncle, who received him without any of the embarrassment8 that had overwhelmed Rich, and in a most hearty9 manner.
"You must excuse, Mr. Morton," said Clement10, "my son's constraint11 upon first seeing you; it was occasioned by the recollection of the change in our circumstances, in consequence of which he cannot entertain as he would wish the friend he loves so dearly, and whom we have all learned through him to love, even before meeting. If we have been unfortunate, it is no more than has overtaken more deserving persons than ourselves, and our losses have neither chilled our hearts nor discouraged us from effort."
"We think," said Robert, "that as we earned all we have lost by our own industry, we can, by the same means, better our condition."
"I am sorry, Mr. Morton," said Clement, "to be obliged to keep my son till this horse is shod, as the owner is waiting, and there is a new shoe to make; but after that he will be at liberty.—Strike, Robert."
Rich, eager to be released, struck with good will; the sparks flew all over the shop, and a second heat put the iron in such shape that Mr.[Pg 115] Richardson required no further help. Rich flung off his leather apron12, washed himself in a bucket, and wiped the smut from Mort's cheek with a towel that did not put on much more dirt than it took off, when they left to cleanse13 themselves more effectually at the house.
The dwelling14 was old, out of repair, and consisted of three rooms on the ground floor, but two of them plastered, and a low attic15. If Morton felt depressed16 by finding his friends in such wretched quarters, he could not but admire and wonder at the energy and cheerfulness with which Rich, his father, mother, and uncle bore up under their reverses. The girls, however, appeared chagrined17 and depressed, and seemed to him completely heart-broken. They were considerably18 older than Rich, some children having died between them. Rich, and Morton, after supper went to walk, the former observing that by reason of their limited accommodations there was no opportunity for conversation in the house. Following a footpath19 that led along the bank of the river, they entered a noble orchard20, just commencing to blossom. It lay upon a declivity21 sloping to the river. Passing through it, they came to a swale sprinkled with elms, and commanding a fine view of the river, and flung themselves on the grass side by side.
"Rich," said Morton, "do you know what has surprised me more than anything else I have met with here?"
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"I should think the pickle22 you found me in when you came into the shop."
"No; it is to find yourself and your parents in such good spirits. Most men, after having met with so great and sudden a reverse, would have become entirely23 disheartened, and I expected to find you completely prostrated24."
"The cheerfulness is not assumed for the occasion, Mort."
"I know that, you could not deceive me in such a matter."
"Believe me, as far as I am concerned, and were it not for my sisters, and seeing my parents compelled to renew in their old age the hardships of their youth, I should be happier to-day than for the last year and a half, for I have now a clear conscience."
"What have you done? What crime have you committed to set your conscience in arms?"
"The crime of doing nothing; of wasting myself. You know what fine speeches I used to make in college about effort, setting the standard high, and all that sort of thing, and how pat at my tongue's end I always had 'per angusta ad augusta' (I'm in a way to realize one part of it now, I think); and as long as I was neck and neck with you and Hill, I did do somewhat; but after I came home, I just fell right back into the old ruts; could not make up my mind in regard to a profession; didn't really want[Pg 117] to. I was too comfortable; but I felt mean, felt guilty. When I went to Portland, and heard you argue that case, and saw how much labor25 it had cost you, and how nobly you came out of it, I felt meaner still, and was half inclined to return without seeing you, and resolved when I got home I would go to work; but I took it out in thinking so, till the trouble came like a flash of lightning; since then, I trust, I've done something, and been of some little use."
"Was it, then, so sudden? I knew that your father's difficulties came in consequence of his lumber26 and mills being carried away; but even a freshet gives some warning."
"None of us knew that father had every dollar invested in logs that were like to go down stream. He and uncle were anxious enough, but kept it to themselves; and the very night it came, when every man about the mills was out in the pouring rain watching for trouble, I was fooling—reciting a poem that I was going to deliver to a company of our young folks; and I'm ashamed to say, that what I am now going to tell you I had from Henry Alden, one of the men who was where I ought to have been, with my father at the time. You see that smooth, perpendicular27 ledge28 that makes out into the river?"
"Yes,"
"And that stake driven into a crack in the ledge?"
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"Yes."
"When the water is up to that stake it is freshet pitch. All the morning and afternoon the water had been rising; in the evening, it was the same till it reached a fearful height, when one of the mills went. My father and Uncle Robert stood under that ledge with a lantern, watching the marks they had made on it with chalk. The rain had stopped, and for the last hour the water had not risen, the clouds had broken away overhead, and the stars came out. Every one of the men (all old river-drivers) thought the danger was over. 'Robert,' said my father, 'I think the booms will hold; the rain is over, and the river will soon fall.' The words were scarcely out of his mouth before there was a great cry from the bank above that the logs were coming. Henry said father turned pale, but never opened his mouth, or turned to look, but went straight home. When I came to the breakfast table the next morning, father was sitting there, a little paler than usual, but just as calm as ever, and told us what had taken place. You see now how sudden it must have been to me, mother, and the girls, and almost as much so to him, for he thought the crisis had passed."
"Why didn't the boom break before? and how came it to break after the water was done rising?"
"About two miles above this place is a large[Pg 119] intervale, where a great quantity of hay is cut. Upon this flat stood a large barn, with no cattle in it, used for storing hay; half a mile below this was a toll-bridge. The water undermined the barn, and started it from its foundations, and down it came against the bridge with an awful crash. The toll-house stood on piles outside of the bridge. It struck the bridge within ten feet of the house, in which the toll-keeper, his wife, and three children, one a babe in arms, were sound asleep, they supposing, as did my father, that the danger was over. Awakened29 by the shock, and thinking, in their fright, the house was going, they ran out on to the bridge, the mother with the babe in her arms, all in their night clothes, and were swept off, with about twenty-five feet of the bridge. If they had staid in the house they would have been all right, for there it remained on its own foundation. The barn, bridge, a parcel of fences and drift stuff, all came down into our upper boom together, broke that and then the lower one. One mill had gone before. This vast mass, borne on the raging torrent30, carried away another, half the grist mill, and a carding mill."
The breaking of the Boom
The breaking of the Boom. Page 119.
"What became of the family on the bridge?"
"The barn, being so big, and taking so much wind, went ahead of the bridge, that was low in the water, and when they got down where the river was narrower, some men went off in a canoe and took them ashore31."
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"Rich, I am going to hazard a supposition. Will you tell me if I am correct in it?"
"I'll tell you anything I know."
"You belong to a strong, resolute32 breed of men. Any person looking at your father as he stands at the anvil33, and your uncle, can see where you came from. It is not in accordance with the make-up of persons having such blood in their veins34 to live without effort or object. It causes them to despise themselves—the meanest of all feelings, because the rugged35 nature craves36 hardship. When you exerted yourself to the utmost in college studies, chopped wood and hewed38 timber, although there was no necessity for it; when in that tremendous race at Brunswick, through gullies, thorns, coal kilns39, dogs, and mires40, you gave me, who had the advantage of years of training, all I could do, and distanced all the rest, that was the true nature asserting itself. I can understand why it was that, after crossing the Alps, settling down in Capua, and becoming effeminate, you lost your own self-respect, and were unhappy, and also how these feelings were all intensified41 when you found that while ruin was impending42, your father's mind racked with agony, you were writing verses to school girls, wasting time and talents, and throwing away opportunities that would never come again. I can understand, likewise, why, when you took your portion of the load and felt[Pg 121] that your father was encouraged by your aid and sympathy, you regained43 self-respect, and experienced relief and comparative happiness. But there is much more I cannot fathom44."
"What is that, Mort?"
"Well, there is a light in your eye, and an expression of quiet, trustful happiness in your face, that were never there before, and that are not to be accounted for by anything you have yet told me, or that I have observed here. It seems to me that while summoning all your own resources to meet this exigency45, you have gone out of yourself for aid; and that, to my mind, accounts perfectly46 for all the results, and renders happiness in untoward47 circumstances no mystery."
"Mort, I am going to answer your question, but not directly, because I don't feel quite sure of myself yet. When we were in college there was perfect sympathy between us. Perk48, Hill, Savage49, and the rest, had their ups and downs, fallings out and makings up; but between you and me there was never a shadow or a chill. We were as completely one in sentiment and affection as that mist that's rising over the river; but after you went to hear Mr. Sewall, and wrote me about it, there seemed to be a dark shadow between us. I couldn't tell what it was, and I didn't love you any the less, but somehow there was a difference. Mort, since[Pg 122] this trouble came I've read your letters over, and understand them as I never did before. That shadow is gone, and the sun shines all over."
"I know what you mean, Rich; you need say no more."
"Now, Mort, this orchard, the swale, and all this land to the river, were part of our place. You have seen where we live now, and I suppose you would like to see the spot we left; if so, we had better go before it gets dark."
"Perhaps you don't care to go."
"Yes, I do. I don't dislike to go. Father might have put it into somebody's hands to cheat his creditors50, and still lived there, as many have done; but he paid his debts with that and other property, and went behind the anvil; and every time I go there I consider what a temptation he resisted, and feel proud of him. I don't know how others may feel, neither do I care; but I had much rather have for my father a poor man of principle, than a wealthy rascal51; blood-blisters on every finger, and earn my bread by hard blows on hot iron, than to feel the very clothes I wore, and the luxuries I enjoyed, were swift witnesses against me."
It was plain enough to Morton that the grindstone grit52 of poverty was fast cutting away the iron that overlaid the steel, and bringing out the true temper. So delighted was he, that he[Pg 123] could not forbear shaking Rich. A playful scuffle followed, in which Morton by no means attained53 the usual advantage.
"I tell you what it is, Mort," said Rich, "let me work at the anvil and you study law a while longer, and I'll lay you on your back, and mud both shoulders."
"It is always a pleasure to me to see a young man ambitious, for even if he places his standard beyond the measure of his capacity, he is likely to make the most of himself. I've got something in view when I go back that will offset54 your sledge-hammer. See if I don't make your backbone55 crack the next time we take hold, old fellow."
"I should like to know what kind of exercise it is. I'm sure you can't hew37 timber there."
"A churn-drill, my boy. What do you think of that? Ain't that a good deal like work? Won't there be some misery56 to that? There's a man by the name of Noble, who blows rocks on Oak Street. He has two churn-drills. I am going to use one of them as soon as he gets it steeled."
"You please yourself with that idea, young man, will you? You can't start a hole with a churn-drill as it ought to be. I can tell you, it takes a workman to do that. Your drill will bind57, and you'll get stuck."
"I know I can't at first, but he'll start the[Pg 124] holes for me and then I can churn; and after a while I shall learn to start my own holes, and strike true."
"You'll get sick of it. It is the hardest work that is done."
"Did you ever know me to get sick of, or give up anything, I undertook?"
"Yes, I have."
"Name it, slanderer58, name it. Don't think to escape by dealing59 in generalities. I demand date and place. When and where did I get sick of anything, and give it up?"
"On the twenty-fifth of December, Christmas night, quarter before seven, you got sick of eating pork pie at Uncle Tim Longley's, and Granny Longley gave you a dose of thoroughwort tea, and made you give it up."
"If we are going to see that house, it is time we were about it, for it is almost sundown, and will soon be dark."
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