There was the portly gentleman of fifty, still ruddy and full of unwasted force. The keenness and coolness of his eyes, the few firmly marked lines on his face, and the color and hardness of his lips, proclaimed to everybody: "I am bold, shrewd, successful in business, scrupulous6 in the performance of my religious duties (on the Sabbath), voting with my party, and not likely to be fooled by any kind of sentimental7 nonsense." The thin, not very well-dressed man beside him, with the irregular features and uncertain expression, announced as clearly, to any who could read: "I am weak, like others, but I never consciously did any harm. I just manage to get along in the world, but if I only had a chance, I might make something better of myself." The fresh, healthy fellow, in whose lap a child was sleeping, while his wife nursed a younger one,—the man with ample mouth, large nostrils8, and the hands of a mechanic,—also told his story: "On the whole, I find life a comfortable thing. I don't know much about it, but I take it as it comes, and never worry over what I can't understand."
The faces of the younger men, however, were not so easy to decipher. On them life was only beginning its plastic task, and it required an older eye to detect the delicate touches of awakening9 passions and hopes. But Joseph consoled himself with the thought that his own secret was as little to be discovered as any they might have. If they were still ignorant, of the sweet experience of love, he was already their superior; if they were sharers in it, though strangers, they were near to him. Had he not left the foot of the class, after all?
All at once his eye was attracted by a new face, three or four seats from his own. The stranger had shifted his position, so that he was no longer seen in profile. He was apparently11 a few years older than Joseph, but still bright with all the charm of early manhood. His fair complexion12 was bronzed from exposure, and his hands, graceful13 without being effeminate, were not those of the idle gentleman. His hair, golden in tint14, thrust its short locks as it pleased about a smooth, frank forehead; the eyes were dark gray, and the mouth, partly hidden by a mustache, at once firm and full. He was moderately handsome, yet it was not of that which Joseph thought; he felt that there was more of developed character and a richer past history expressed in those features than in any other face there. He felt sure—and smiled at himself, notwithstanding, for the impression—that at least some of his own doubts and difficulties had found their solution in the stranger's nature. The more he studied the face, the more he was conscious of its attraction, and his instinct of reliance, though utterly15 without grounds, justified16 itself to his mind in some mysterious way.
It was not long before the unknown felt his gaze, and, turning slowly in his seat, answered it. Joseph dropped his eyes in some confusion, but not until he had caught the full, warm, intense expression of those that met them. He fancied that he read in them, in that momentary17 flash, what he had never before found in the eyes of strangers,—a simple, human interest, above curiosity and above mistrust. The usual reply to such a gaze is an unconscious defiance19: the unknown nature is on its guard: but the look which seems to answer, "We are men, let us know each other!" is, alas20! too rare in this world.
While Joseph was fighting the irresistible21 temptation to look again, there was a sudden thud of the car-wheels. Many of the passengers started from their seats, only to be thrown into them again by a quick succession of violent jolts22. Joseph saw the stranger springing towards the bell-rope; then he and all others seemed to be whirling over each other; there was a crash, a horrible grinding and splintering sound, and the end of all was a shock, in which his consciousness left him before he could guess its violence.
After a while, out of some blank, haunted by a single lost, wandering sense of existence, he began to awaken10 slowly to life. Flames were still dancing in his eyeballs, and waters and whirlwinds roaring in his ears; but it was only a passive sensation, without the will to know more. Then he felt himself partly lifted and his head supported, and presently a soft warmth fell upon the region of his heart. There were noises all about him, but he did not listen to them; his effort to regain23 his consciousness fixed24 itself on that point alone, and grew stronger as the warmth calmed the confusion of his nerves.
"Dip this in water!" said a voice, and the hand (as he now knew it to be) was removed from his heart.
Something cold came over his forehead, and at the same time warm drops fell upon his cheek.
"Look out for yourself: your head is cut!" exclaimed another voice.
"Only a scratch. Take the handkerchief out of my pocket and tie it up; but first ask yon gentleman for his flask25!"
Joseph opened his eyes, knew the face that bent26 over his, and then closed them again. Gentle and strong hands raised him, a flask was set to his lips, and he drank mechanically, but a full sense of life followed the draught27. He looked wistfully in the stranger's face.
"Wait a moment," said the latter; "I must feel your bones before you try to move. Arms and legs all right,—impossible to tell about the ribs29. There! now put your arm around my neck, and lean on me as much as you like, while I lift you."
Joseph did as he was bidden, but he was still weak and giddy, and after a few steps, they both sat down together upon a bank. The splintered car lay near them upside down; the passengers had been extricated30 from it, and were now busy in aiding the few who were injured. The train had stopped and was waiting on the track above. Some were very pale and grave, feeling that Death had touched without taking them; but the greater part were concerned only about the delay to the train.
"How did it happen?" asked Joseph: "where was I? how did you find me?"
"The usual story,—a broken rail," said the stranger. "I had just caught the rope when the car went over, and was swung off my feet so luckily that I somehow escaped the hardest shock. I don't think I lost my senses for a moment. When we came to the bottom you were lying just before me; I thought you dead until I felt your heart. It is a severe shock, but I hope nothing more."
"But you,—are you not badly hurt?"
The stranger pushed up the handkerchief which was tied around his head, felt his temple, and said: "It must have been one of the splinters; I know nothing about it. But there is no harm in a little blood-letting except"—he added, smiling—"except the spots on your face."
By this time the other injured passengers had been conveyed to the train; the whistle sounded a warning of departure.
"I think we can get up the embankment now," said the stranger. "You must let me take care of you still: I am travelling alone."
When they were seated side by side, and Joseph leaned his head back on the supporting arm, while the train moved away with them, he felt that a new power, a new support, had come to his life. The face upon which he looked was no longer strange; the hand which had rested on his heart was warm with kindred blood. Involuntarily he extended his own; it was taken and held, and the dark gray, courageous31 eyes turned to him with a silent assurance which he felt needed no words.
"It is a rough introduction," he then said: "my name is Philip Held. I was on my way to Oakland Station; but if you are going farther—"
"Why, that is my station also!" Joseph exclaimed, giving his name in return.
"Then we should have probably met, sooner or later, in any case. I am bound for the forge and furnace at Coventry, which is for sale. If the company who employ me decide to buy it,—according to the report I shall make,—the works will be placed in my charge."
"It is but six miles from my farm," said Joseph, "and the road up the valley is the most beautiful in our neighborhood. I hope you can make a favorable report."
"It is only too much to my own interest to do so. I have been mining and geologizing in Nevada and the Rocky Mountains for three or four years, and long for a quiet, ordered life. It is a good omen18 that I have found a neighbor in advance of my settlement. I have often ridden fifty miles to meet a friend who cared for something else than horse-racing or monte; and your six miles,—it is but a step!"
"How much you have seen!" said Joseph. "I know very little of the world. It must be easy for you to take your own place in life."
A shade passed over Philip Held's face. "It is only easy to a certain class of men," he replied,—"a class to which I should not care to belong. I begin to think that nothing is very valuable, the light to which a man don't earn,—except human love, and that seems to come by the grace of God."
"I am younger than you are,—not yet twenty-three," Joseph remarked. "You will find that I am very ignorant."
"And I am twenty-eight, and just beginning to get my eyes open, like a nine-days' kitten. If I had been frank enough to confess my ignorance, five years ago, as you do now, it would have been better for me. But don't let us measure ourselves or our experience against each other. That is one good thing we learn in Rocky Mountain life; there is no high or low, knowledge or ignorance, except what applies to the needs of men who come together. So there are needs which most men have, and go all their lives hungering for, because they expect them to be supplied in a particular form. There is something," Philip concluded, "deeper than that in human nature."
Joseph longed to open his heart to this man, every one of whose words struck home to something in himself. But the lassitude which the shock left behind gradually overcame him. He suffered his head to be drawn32 upon Philip Held's shoulder, and slept until the train reached Oakland Station. When the two got upon the platform, they found Dennis waiting for Joseph, with a light country vehicle. The news of the accident had reached the station, and his dismay was great when he saw the two bloody33 faces. A physician had already been summoned from the neighboring village, but they had little need of his services. A prescription34 of quiet and sedatives35 for Joseph, and a strip of plaster for his companion, were speedily furnished, and they set out together for the Asten place.
It is unnecessary to describe Rachel Miller36's agitation37 when the party arrived; or the parting of the two men who had been so swiftly brought near to each other; or Philip Held's farther journey to the forge that evening. He resisted all entreaty38 to remain at the farm until morning, on the ground of an appointment made with the present proprietor39 of the forge. After his departure Joseph was sent to bed, where he remained for a day or two, very sore and a little feverish40. He had plenty of time for thought,—not precisely41 of the kind which his aunt suspected, for out of pure, honest interest in his welfare, she took a step which proved to be of doubtful benefit. If he had not been so innocent,—if he had not been quite as unconscious of his inner nature as he was over-conscious of his external self,—he would have perceived that his thoughts dwelt much more on Philip Held than on Julia Blessing42. His mind seemed to run through a swift, involuntary chain of reasoning, to account to himself for his feeling towards her, and her inevitable43 share in his future; but towards Philip his heart sprang with an instinct beyond his control. It was impossible to imagine that the latter also would not be shot, like a bright thread, through the web of his coming days.
On the third morning, when he had exchanged the bed for an arm-chair, a letter from the city was brought to him. "Dearest Joseph," it ran, "what a fright and anxiety we have had! When pa brought the paper home, last night, and I read the report of the accident, where it said, 'J. Asten, severe contusions,' my heart stopped beating for a minute, and I can only write now (as you see) with a trembling hand. My first thought was to go directly to you; but ma said we had better wait for intelligence. Unless our engagement were generally known, it would give rise to remarks,—in short, I need not repeat to you all the worldly reasons with which she opposed me; but, oh, how I longed for the right to be at your side, and assure myself that the dreadful, dreadful danger has passed! Pa was quite shaken with the news: he felt hardly able to go to the Custom-House this morning. But he sides with ma about my going, and now, when my time as a daughter with them is growing so short, I dare not disobey. I know you will understand my position, yet, dear and true as you are, you cannot guess the anxiety with which I await a line from your hand, the hand that was so nearly taken from me forever!"
Joseph read the letter twice and was about to commence it for the third time, when a visitor was announced. He had barely time to thrust the scented45 sheet into his pocket; and the bright eyes and flushed face with which he met the Rev44. Mr. Chaffinch convinced both that gentleman and his aunt, as she ushered46 the latter into the room, that the visit was accepted as an honor and a joy.
On Mr. Chaffinch's face the air of authority which he had been led to believe belonged to his calling had not quite succeeded in impressing itself; but melancholy47, the next best thing, was strongly marked. His dark complexion and his white cravat48 intensified49 each other; and his eyes, so long uplifted above the concerns of this world, had ceased to vary their expression materially for the sake of any human interest. All this had been expected of him, and he had simply done his best to meet the requirements of the flock over which he was placed. Any of the latter might have easily been shrewd enough to guess, in advance, very nearly what the pastor50 would say, upon a given occasion; but each and all of them would have been both disappointed and disturbed if he had not said it.
After appropriate and sympathetic inquiries51 concerning Joseph's bodily condition, he proceeded to probe him spiritually.
"It was a merciful preservation52. I hope you feel that it is a solemn thing to look Death in the face."
"I am not afraid of death," Joseph replied.
"You mean the physical pang53. But death includes what comes after it,—judgment. That is a very awful thought."
"It may be to evil men; but I have done nothing to make me fear it."
"You have never made an open profession of faith; yet it may be that grace has reached you," said Mr. Chaffinch. "Have you found your Saviour54?"
"I believe in him with all my soul!" Joseph exclaimed; "but you mean something else by 'finding' him. I will be candid55 with you, Mr. Chaffinch. The last sermon I heard you preach, a month ago, was upon the nullity of all good works, all Christian56 deeds; you called them 'rags, dust, and ashes,' and declared that man is saved by faith alone. I have faith, but I can't accept a doctrine57 which denies merit to works; and you, unless I accept it, will you admit that I have 'found' Christ?"
"There is but One Truth!" exclaimed Mr. Chaffinch, very severely58.
"Yes," Joseph answered, reverently59, "and that is only perfectly60 known to God."
The clergyman was more deeply annoyed than he cared to exhibit. His experience had been confined chiefly to the encouragement of ignorant souls, willing to accept his message, if they could only be made to comprehend it, or to the conflict with downright doubt and denial. A nature so seemingly open to the influences of the Spirit, yet inflexibly61 closed to certain points of doctrine, was something of a problem to him. He belonged to a class now happily becoming scarce, who, having been taught to pace a reasoned theological round, can only efficiently62 meet those antagonists63 who voluntarily come inside of their own ring.
His habit of control, however, enabled him to say, with a moderately friendly manner, as he took leave: "We will talk again when you are stronger. It is my duty to give spiritual help to those who seek it."
To Rachel Miller he said: "I cannot say that he is dark. His mind is cloudy, but we find that the vanities of youth often obscure the true light for a time."
Joseph leaned back in his arm-chair, closed his eyes, and meditated64 earnestly for half an hour. Rachel Miller, uncertain whether to be hopeful or discouraged by Mr. Chaffinch's words, stole into the room, but went about on tiptoe, supposing him to be asleep. Joseph was fully28 conscious of all her movements, and at last startled her by the sudden question:—
"Aunt, why do you suppose I went to the city?"
"Goodness, Joseph! I thought you were sound asleep. I suppose to see about the fall prices for grain and cattle."
"No, aunt," said he, speaking with determination, though the foolish blood ran rosily65 over his face, "I went to get a wife!"
She stood pale and speechless, staring at him. But for the rosy66 sign on his cheeks and temples she could not have believed his words.
"Miss Blessing?" she finally uttered, almost in a whisper.
Joseph nodded his head. She dropped into the nearest chair, drew two or three long breaths, and in an indescribable tone ejaculated, "Well!"
"I knew you would be surprised," said he; "because it is almost a surprise to myself. But you and she seemed to fall so easily into each other's ways, that I hope—"
"Why, you're hardly acquainted with her!" Rachel exclaimed. "It is so hasty! And you are so young!"
"No younger than father was when he married mother; and I have learned to know her well in a short time. Isn't it so with you, too, aunt?—you certainly liked her?"
"I'll not deny that, nor say the reverse now: but a farmer's wife should be a farmer's daughter."
"But suppose, aunt, that the farmer doesn't happen to love any farmer's daughter, and does love a bright, amiable67, very intelligent girl, who is delighted with country life, eager and willing to learn, and very fond of the farmer's aunt (who can teach her everything)?"
"Still, it seems to me a risk," said Rachel; but she was evidently relenting.
"There is none to you," he answered, "and I am not afraid of mine. You will be with us, for Julia couldn't do without you, if she wished. If she were a farmer's daughter, with different ideas of housekeeping, it might bring trouble to both of us. But now you will have the management in your own hands until you have taught Julia, and afterwards she will carry it on in your way."
She did not reply; but Joseph could see that she was becoming reconciled to the prospect68. After awhile she came across the room, leaned over him, kissed him upon the forehead, and then silently went away.
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