TOM has passed a restless night in jail. He has dreamed of bottled snakes, with eyes wickedly glaring at him; of fiery-tailed serpents coiling all over him; of devils in shapes he has no language to describe; of the waltz of death, in which he danced at the mansion1 of Madame Flamingo2; and of his mother, (a name ever dear in his thoughts,) who banished3 him to this region of vice5, for what she esteemed7 a moral infirmity. Further on in his dream he saw a vision, a horrible vision, which was no less than a dispute for his person between Madame Flamingo, a bishop8, and the devil. But Madame Flamingo and the devil, who seemed to enjoy each other's company exceedingly, got the better of the bishop, who was scrupulous9 of his dignity, and not a little anxious about being seen in such society. And from the horrors of this dream he wakes, surprised to find himself watched over by a kind friend-a young, comely-featured man, in whom he recognizes the earnest theologian, as he is plumed10 by the prisoners, whom he daily visits in his mission of good. There was something so frank and gentle in this young man's demeanor-something so manly11 and radiant in his countenance12-something so disinterested13 and holy in his mission of love--something so opposite to the coldness of the great world without--something so serene14 and elevated in his youth, that even the most inveterate15 criminal awaited his coming with emotions of joy, and gave a ready ear to his kindly16 advice. Indeed, the prisoners called him their child; and he seemed not dainty of their approach, but took them each by the hand, sat at their side, addressed them as should one brother address another;--yea, he made them to feel that what was their interest it was his joy to promote.
The young theologian took him a seat close by the side of the dreaming inebriate17; and as he woke convulsively, and turned towards him his distorted face, viewing with wild stare each object that met his sight, the young man met his recognition with a smile and a warm grasp of the hand. "I am sorry you find me here again-yes, I am."
"Better men, perhaps, have been here--"
"I am ashamed of it, though; it isn't as it should be, you see," interrupts Tom.
"Never mind-(the young man checks himself)-I was going to say there is a chance for you yet; and there is a chance; and you must struggle; and I will help you to struggle; and your friends--"
Tom interrupts by saying, "I've no friends."
"I will help you to struggle, and to overcome the destroyer. Never think you are friendless, for then you are a certain victim in the hands of the ruthless enemy--"
"Well, well," pauses Tom, casting a half-suspicious look at the young man, "I forgot. There's you, and him they call old Spunyarn, are friends, after all. You'll excuse me, but I didn't think of that;" and a feeling of satisfaction seemed to have come over him. "How grateful to have friends when a body's in a place of this kind," he mutters incoherently, as the tears gush18 from his distended19 eyes, and child-like he grasps the hand of the young man.
"Be comforted with the knowledge that you have friends, Tom. One all-important thing is wanted, and you are a man again."
"As to that!" interrupts Tom, doubtingly, and laying his begrimed hand on his burning forehead, while he alternately frets20 and frisks his fingers through his matted hair.
"Have no doubts, Tom-doubts are dangerous."
"Well, say what it is, and I'll try what I can do. But you won't think I'm so bad as I seem, and 'll forgive me? I know what you think of me, and that's what mortifies21 me; you think I'm an overdone22 specimen23 of our chivalry24-you do!"
"You must banish4 from your mind these despairing thoughts," replies the young man, laying his right hand approvingly on Tom's head. "First, Tom," he pursues, "be to yourself a friend; second, forget the error of your mother, and forgive her sending you here; and third, cut the house of Madame Flamingo, in which our chivalry are sure to get a shattering. To be honest in temptation, Tom, is one of the noblest attributes of our nature; and to be capable of forming and maintaining a resolution to shake off the thraldom25 of vice, and to place oneself in the serener26 atmosphere of good society, is equally worthy27 of the highest commendation."
Tom received this in silence, and seemed hesitating between what he conceived an imperative28 demand and the natural inclination29 of his passions.
"Give me your hand, and with it your honor-I know you yet retain the latent spark-and promise me you will lock up the cup--"
"You'll give a body a furlough, by the way of blowing off the fuddle he has on hand?"
"I do not withhold30 from you any discretionary indulgence that may bring relief--"
Tom interrupts by saying, "My mother, you know!"
"I will see her, and plead with her on your behalf; and if she have a mother's feelings I can overcome her prejudice."
Tom says, despondingly, he has no home to go to. It's no use seeing his mother; she's all dignity, and won't let it up an inch. "If I could only persuade her--" Tom pauses here and shakes his head.
"Pledge me your honor you'll from this day form a resolution to reform, Tom; and if I do not draw from your mother a reconciliation31, I will seek a home for you elsewhere."
"Well, there can't be much harm in an effort, at all events; and here's my hand, in sincerity32. But it won't do to shut down until I get over this bit of a fog I'm now in." With child-like simplicity33, Tom gives his hand to the young man, who, as old Spunyarn enters the cell to, as he says, get the latitude34 of his friend's nerves, departs in search of Mrs. Swiggs.
Mrs. Swiggs is the stately old member of a crispy old family, that, like numerous other families in the State, seem to have outlived two chivalrous35 generations, fed upon aristocracy, and are dying out contemplating36 their own greatness. Indeed, the Swiggs family, while it lived and enjoyed the glory of its name, was very like the Barnwell family of this day, who, one by one, die off with the very pardonable and very harmless belief that the world never can get along without the aid of South Carolina, it being the parthenon from which the outside world gets all its greatness. Her leading and very warlike newspapers, (the people of these United States ought to know, if they do not already,) it was true, were editorialized, as it was politely called in the little State-militant, by a species of unreputationized Jew and Yankee; but this you should know-if you do not already, gentle reader-that it is only because such employments are regarded by the lofty-minded chivalry as of too vulgar a nature to claim a place in their attention.
The clock of old Saint Michels, a clock so tenacious37 of its dignity as to go only when it pleases, and so aristocratic in its habits as not to go at all in rainy weather;--a clock held in great esteem6 by the "very first families," has just struck eleven. The young, pale-faced missionary38 inquiringly hesitates before a small, two-story building of wood, located on the upper side of Church street, and so crabbed39 in appearance that you might, without endangering your reputation, have sworn it had incorporated in its framework a portion of that chronic40 disease for which the State has gained for itself an unenviable reputation. Jutting41 out of the black, moss-vegetating roof, is an old-maidish looking window, with a dowdy42 white curtain spitefully tucked up at the side. The mischievous43 young negroes have pecked half the bricks out of the foundation, and with them made curious grottoes on the pavement. Disordered and unpainted clapboards spread over the dingy44 front, which is set off with two upper and two lower windows, all blockaded with infirm, green shutters45. Then there is a snuffy door, high and narrow (like the State's notions), and reached by six venerable steps and a stoop, carefully guarded with a pine hand-rail, fashionably painted in blue, and looking as dainty as the State's white glove. This, reader, is the abode46 of the testy47 but extremely dignified48 Mrs. Swiggs. If you would know how much dignity can be crowded into the smallest space, you have only to look in here and be told (she closely patterns after the State in all things!) that fifty-five summers of her crispy life have been spent here, reading Milton's Paradise Lost and contemplating the greatness of her departed family.
The old steps creak and complain as the young man ascends49 them, holding nervously50 on at the blue hand-rail, and reaching in due time the stoop, the strength of which he successively tests with his right foot, and stands contemplating the snuffy door. A knocker painted in villanous green-a lion-headed knocker, of grave deportment, looking as savage51 as lion can well do in this chivalrous atmosphere, looks admonitiously at him. "Well!" he sighs as he raises it, "there's no knowing what sort of a reception I may get." He has raised the monster's head and given three gentle taps. Suddenly a frisking and whispering, shutting of doors and tripping of feet, is heard within; and after a lapse52 of several minutes the door swings carefully open, and the dilapidated figure of an old negro woman, lean, shrunken, and black as Egyptian darkness--with serious face and hanging lip, the picture of piety53 and starvation, gruffly asks who he is and what he wants?
Having requested an interview with her mistress, this decrepit54 specimen of human infirmity half closes the door against him and doddles back. A slight whispering, and Mrs. Swiggs is heard to say--"show him into the best parlor55." And into the best parlor, and into the august presence of Mrs. Swiggs is he ushered56. The best parlor is a little, dingy room, low of ceiling, and skirted with a sombre-colored surbase, above which is papering, the original color of which it would be difficult to discover. A listen carpet, much faded and patched, spreads over the floor, the walls are hung with several small engravings, much valued for their age and associations, but so crooked57 as to give one the idea of the house having withstood a storm at sea; and the furniture is made up of a few venerable mahogany chairs, a small side-table, on which stands, much disordered, several well-worn books and papers, two patch-covered foot-stools, a straightbacked rocking-chair, in which the august woman rocks her straighter self, and a great tin cage, from between the bars of which an intelligent parrot chatters--"my lady, my lady, my lady!" There is a cavernous air about the place, which gives out a sickly odor, exciting the suggestion that it might at some time have served as a receptacle for those second-hand58 coffins59 the State buries its poor in.
"Well! who are you? And what do you want? You have brought letters, I s'pose?" a sharp, squeaking60 voice, speaks rapidly.
The young man, without waiting for an invitation to sit down, takes nervously a seat at the side-table, saying he has come on a mission of love.
"Love! love! eh? Young man-know that you have got into the wrong house!" Mrs. Swiggs shakes her head, squeaking out with great animation61.
There she sits, Milton's "Paradise Lost" in her witch-like fingers, herself lean enough for the leanest of witches, and seeming to have either shrunk away from the faded black silk dress in which she is clad, or passed through half a century of starvation merely to bolster62 up her dignity. A sharp, hatchet-face, sallow and corrugated63; two wicked gray eyes, set deep in bony sockets64; a long, irregular nose, midway of which is adjusted a pair of broad, brass-framed spectacles; a sunken, purse--drawn mouth, with two discolored teeth protruding65 from her upper lip; a high, narrow forehead, resembling somewhat crumpled66 parchment; a dash of dry, brown hair relieving the ponderous67 border of her steeple-crowned cap, which she seems to have thrown on her head in a hurry; a moth-eaten, red shawl thrown spitefully over her shoulders, disclosing a sinewy68 and sassafras-colored neck above, and the small end of a gold chain in front, and, reader, you have the august Mrs. Swiggs, looking as if she diets on chivalry and sour krout. She is indeed a nice embodiment of several of those qualities which the State clings tenaciously69 to, and calls its own, for she lives on the labor70 of eleven aged71 negroes, five of whom are cripples.
The young man smiles, as Mrs. Swiggs increases the velocity72 of her rocking, lays her right hand on the table, rests her left on her Milton, and continues to reiterate73 that he has got into the wrong house.
"I have no letter, Madam--"
"I never receive people without letters-never!" she interrupts, testily74.
"But you see, Madam--"
"No I don't. I don't see anything about it!" again she interposes, adjusting her spectacles, and scanning him anxiously from head to foot. "Ah, yes (she twitches75 her head), I see what you are--"
"I was going to say, if you please, Madam, that my mission may serve as a passport--"
"I'm of a good family, you must know, young man. You could have learned that of anybody before seeking this sort of an introduction. Any of our first families could have told you about me. You must go your way, young man!" And she twitches her head, and pulls closer about her lean shoulders the old red shawl.
"I (if you will permit me, Madam) am not ignorant of the very high standing76 of your famous family--" Madam interposes by saying, every muscle of her frigid77 face unmoved the while, she is glad he knows something, "having read of them in a celebrated78 work by one of our more celebrated genealogists--"
"But you should have brought a letter from the Bishop! and upon that based your claims to a favorable reception. Then you have read of Sir Sunderland Swiggs, my ancestor? Ah! he was such a Baron79, and owned such estates in the days of Elizabeth. But you should have brought a letter, young man." Mrs. Swiggs replies rapidly, alternately raising and lowering her squeaking voice, twitching80 her head, and grasping tighter her Milton.
"Those are his arms and crest81." She points with her Milton to a singular hieroglyphic82, in a wiry black frame, resting on the marble-painted mantelpiece. "He was very distinguished83 in his time; and such an excellent Christian84." She shakes her head and wipes the tears from her spectacles, as her face, which had before seemed carved in wormwood, slightly relaxes the hardness of its muscles.
"I remember having seen favorable mention of Sir Sunderland's name in the book I refer to--"
She again interposes. The young man watches her emotions with a penetrating85 eye, conscious that he has touched a chord in which all the milk of kindness is not dried up.
"It's a true copy of the family arms. Everybody has got to having arms now-a-days. (She points to the indescribable scrawl86 over the mantelpiece.) It was got through Herald87 King, of London, who they say keeps her Majesty's slippers88 and the great seal of State. We were very exact, you see. Yes, sir-we were very exact. Our vulgar people, you see-I mean such as have got up by trade, and that sort of thing-went to a vast expense in sending to England a man of great learning and much aforethought, to ransack89 heraldry court and trace out their families. Well, he went, lived very expensively, spent several years abroad, and being very clever in his way, returned, bringing them all pedigrees of the very best kind. With only two exceptions, he traced them all down into noble blood. These two, the cunning fellow had it, came of martyrs90. And to have come of the blood of martyrs, when all the others, as was shown, came of noble blood, so displeased-the most ingenious (the old lady shakes her head regrettingly) can't please everybody-the living members of these families, that they refused to pay the poor man for his researches, so he was forced to resort to a suit at law. And to this day (I don't say it disparagingly91 of them!) both families stubbornly refuse to accept the pedigree. They are both rich grocers, you see! and on this account we were very particular about ours."
The young man thought it well not to interrupt the old woman's display of weakness, inasmuch as it might produce a favorable change in her feelings.
"And now, young man, what mission have you besides love?" she inquires, adding an encouraging look through her spectacles.
"You needn't talk of interceding93 with me; no you needn't! I've nothing to intercede about"--she twitches her head spitefully.
"In behalf of your son."
"There-there! I knew there was some mischief94. You're a Catholic! I knew it. Never saw one of your black-coated flock about that there wasn't mischief brewing-never! I can't read my Milton in peace for you--"
"But your son is in prison, Madam, among criminals, and subject to the influence of their habits--"
"Precisely95 where I put him-where he won't disgrace the family; yes, where he ought to be, and where he shall rot, for all me. Now, go your way, young man; and read your Bible at home, and keep out of prisons; and don't be trying to make Jesuits of hardened scamps like that Tom of mine."
"I am a Christian: I would like to extend a Christian's hand to your son. I may replace him on the holy pedestal he has fallen from--"
"You are very aggravating96, young man. Do you live in South Carolina?"
The young man says he does. He is proud of the State that can boast so many excellent families.
"I am glad of that," she says, looking querulously over her spectacles, as she twitches her chin, and increases the velocity of her rocking. "I wonder how folks can live out of it."
"As to that, Madam, permit me to say, I am happy to see and appreciate your patriotism97; but if you will grant me an order of release--"
"I won't hear a word now! You're very aggravating, young man-very! He has disgraced the family; I have put him where he is seven times; he shall rot were he is! He never shall disgrace the family again. Think of Sir Sunderland Swiggs, and then think of him, and see what a pretty level the family has come to! That's the place for him. I have told him a dozen times how I wished him gone. The quicker he is out of the way, the better for the name of the family."
The young man waits the end of this colloquy98 with a smile on his countenance. "I have no doubt I can work your son's reform-perhaps make him an honor to the family--"
"He honor the family!" she interrupts, twitches the shawl about her shoulders, and permits herself to get into a state of general excitement. "I should like to see one who has disgraced the family as much as he has think of honoring it--"
"Through kindness and forbearance, Madam, a great deal may be done," the young man replies.
Now, you are very provoking, young man-very. Let other people alone; go your way home, and study your Bible." And with this the old lady calls Rebecca, the decrepit slave who opened the door, and directs her to show the young man out. "There now!" she says testily, turning to the marked page of her Milton.
The young man contemplates99 her for a few moments, but, having no alternative, leaves reluctantly.
On reaching the stoop he encounters the tall, handsome figure of a man, whose face is radiant with smiles, and his features ornamented100 with neatly-combed Saxon hair and beard, and who taps the old negress under the chin playfully, as she says, "Missus will be right glad to see you, Mr. Snivel-that she will." And he bustles101 his way laughing into the presence of the old lady, as if he had news of great importance for her.
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70 labor | |
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79 baron | |
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81 crest | |
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82 hieroglyphic | |
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83 distinguished | |
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84 Christian | |
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85 penetrating | |
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87 herald | |
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88 slippers | |
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89 ransack | |
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91 disparagingly | |
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92 intercede | |
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93 interceding | |
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95 precisely | |
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97 patriotism | |
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98 colloquy | |
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99 contemplates | |
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100 ornamented | |
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