Mordecai Noah, was the man's name. The General possessed3 a good previous acquaintance with him, although, as in the gentle instance of Peg, I was now to meet him for the earliest time.
Noah was a writer of plays, and an editor; moreover, he was a gentleman of substance and celebration in New York City, where his paper did stout4 service for the General the hot autumn before. Noah also had been America's envoy5 to the Barbary States during the years of Madison. A Hebrew of purest strain, Noah was of the Tribe of Judah and the House of David, and the wiseacres of his race told his lineage, and that he was descended7 of David in a right line, and would be a present King of the Jews were it not that the latter owned neither country nor throne. However this may have been—and indeed a true accuracy for such ancestral cliff-climbing seems incredible, when any little slip would spoil the whole—Noah was of culture and quiet penetration9; withal cunning and fertile to a degree. Also, I found his courage to be the steadiest; he would fight with slight reason, and had in a duel10 some twenty years before, with the first fire, killed one Cantor, a flamboyant11 person—the world might well spare him—on the Charleston racetrack, respectably at ten paces. I incline to grant space favorable to Noah; for he played his part with an integrity as fine as his intelligence, while his own modesty12, coupled with that vulgar dislike of Jews by ones who otherwise might have named him in the annals of that day, has operated to obscure his name.
The General told me of Noah somewhat at length on this morning, and just following the marching away of Pigeon-breast. He said he had sent for him, and that any moment might bring his footfall to the door.
As he dwelt on Noah and his characteristics, I was struck by a word. It is worth record as a sidelight on his own nature.
The General showed gusto and a lipsmacking interest in Noah's duel with the man Cantor, and ran out every detail as one runs out a trail. I could not forbear comment.
“I don't dote on strife. But when it comes to that, Major, war is as natural as peace.”
“If it were so,” I returned, “still your admiration14 is entirely15 for war. You do not love peace.”
“I don't love war so much as warriors,” he contended. “I understand your war man; and I do not fear him. Besides, your honest soul of battles may be made a best friend. I feel the rankle17 of a Benton bullet in my shoulder as we talk together; and yet to-day a Benton faces my detractors on the floor of the Senate. I say again, I love the natural warrior16; I comprehend him and he gives me no feeling of fear.”
“Do you tell me you can be a prey19 to fear?” I put the query20 as an element of dispute. His reply was the word that surprised me.
“Fear?” and the General repeated the word with a sight of earnestness. “Sir, I fear folk who won't fight; I fear preachers, Quakers. They are a most dangerous gentry21 to run crosswise with.”
When Noah arrived, I was still sitting with the General. Noah was a sharp, nimble man of middle size and years, and physically22 as deft23 and sure of movement as a mountain goat. He took hold of my hand on being presented by the General, and I observed how he had an iron steadiness of grip. I liked that; I am, myself, of prodigious24 thews and as strong of arm as any canebrake bear, and when folk shake hands with me, a blush of emphasis is to my humor. I like to know that I've hold on somebody and that somebody has hold on me. As I looked in Noah's face, I was struck with the contradiction of his black eyes, and hair red as the fur of a fox. On the whole, I felt pleased to know that Noah was the General's true friend; no one would have cared for his enmity.
“I feel as though you were an old acquaintance,” said Noah, and his face lighted as I've observed a sudden splash of sunshine to light a deep wood. “The General has named you so often in his letters, and spoken of you so much in what interviews I've enjoyed with him, that you are to me no stranger.”
“And I've heard frequently and much of you,” I replied.
We from that moment were as thoroughly26 near to one another as though neighbors for a decade. It was a strange concession27 of my nature, for men come slowly upon terms of confidence with me, and my suspicions are known for their restlessness.
“This is my thought, Noah,” said the General; “this is why I summoned you. Blessed is he to whom one is not driven with explanations, and who intuitively comprehends. You are that man, Noah.” The General's vivid manner was a delight to me. “There's the Eaton affair—you read my scheme of a cabinet in the paper. There's to be a war upon the Eatons—upon me. Already I hear a dull rumble28 as the opposition29 takes its artillery30 into position. I would know what this means. Is it a frill-and-ruffle wrath31 alone and confined to our ladies? Or does it go deeper and plant its tap-root in a plot? You know what I should say. Four years pass as swiftly as four clouds; and Henry Clay would still hanker for a presidency33. These Bargain and Corruption34 wolves will hunt my administration for every foot of the way, and strive to drag it down. You gather my notion, Noah. Discover all you can; back-track this Eaton trouble—it's but just started and the trail is short—and bring me sure word, not only of those who foment35 it, but of the position held towards it by both Clay and Calhoun. Of the hatred36 of the former I'm certain, and that he'll strike at me with foulest37 blow. Calhoun, elected to the vice-presidency by my side, I would have leaned on confidently; but a word has been said—the Major heard it—that nurtures38 doubt. Let me learn all there is of this tangle39 with what dispatch you may. My own belief goes to it that, when all is said, search will discover Clay to be the sole, lone32 bug40 under the chip, and Calhoun—and put it the worst way—but an indifferent looker-on.”
Noah paid wordless attention until the General was through. Then he spoke25. “General,” said Noah, “I had already heard much when you sent for me. Your portfolio41 purposes have not been a secret well kept. Also, it has been abroad as gossip for almost a week, this ill talk of the Eatons; this morning's publication simply served to give it volume. Thus far, and personally, Henry Clay has had naught42 to do with it; his friends, however, have been prompt to lift up the cry. You are right, too, when you regard the rage of these wolves as threatening you. They would, as you declare, tear down your administration. They will leave nothing untried. They will hang on your flanks through the defiles43 and in the thickets44 of society; and it is thus they will seek to harass45 you by means of the Eatons. They reckon no slight help to their plans, General, through your high temper; I say this for no end of irritation46, but to put you on guard with yourself.”
Noah would have gone forth47 at once, but the General held him in speech about Van Buren, who as present Governor of New York must resign his Albany position to assume place as the General's premier48.
Noah, who lived Van Buren's right hand of power in his own region, was full to the brim with him, and I, who had yet to be introduced to the little Knickerbocker, sat absorbed of his description. The General had met Van Buren a dozen times or more; but in any sense of intimacy49 he was as ignorant of his future secretary as was I myself. We therefore gave fullest heed50 to Noah, who talked well, being one able to take you a man to pieces as though he were a clock, and show in detail his wheels and particular springs, and point you to the pendulum51 of motive52 for every hour he struck.
We were in mid-swing of talk when I was called. It was none other than Jim, to bring me that information—threatening, he deemed it—of the beautiful Peg who waited my coming below.
As I was going, the door standing53 open, one in coat of clerical finish presented himself without announcement, and rapped modestly on the door frame. I had had experience of his flock and knew him by his feathers. Plainly, he was a solicitor54 of subscriptions55 for some amiable56 charity. The book in his hand spoke loudly for my surmise57.
My doubt, had one been entertained, would have found dissipation by the words of the General, as, harsh and strident, they overtook me on my way.
“No, sir,” I heard him say; “no, sir! Not one splinter!—not one two-bit piece! I shall begin as I mean to end. You people are not to send me out of the White House, a pauper58 and a beggar, as you sent poor Jim Monroe.”
Doughtily59 resolved, oh General! hard without and soft within! Doughtily resolved and weakly executed, when eight years later you are made to borrow ten thousand dollars wherewith to pay your White House debts before ever you wend homeward to your Hermitage!
After forty and when youth's suppleness60 has fled, one's fancy is as prone61 to lapse62 into a stiff inertness63 as one's joints64. It came then to pass, as I journeyed parlorward along the old-fashioned corridors and stairways of the Indian Queen, that I in nowise was visited by any glint of the possible beauty of Peg, nor yet of her honest injuries; but rather, in half peevish66 fashion, I considered her a proposed incumbrance to the General's administration, in which I may be pardoned for saying—I, who had been busy with trowel and plumb-line about the corner stone and subsills of his whole career—I was smitten67 of an interest. Truly, I had been Eaton's friend; and had used him well, too. Also, I was glad to have him take Peg to wife, since such was his fancy. But why should she and he rise subsequently up to vex68 folk who were like to own troubles more properly their own? That was the question I held acridly69 under my tongue as I went onward70 to my meeting with Peg, and I fear some blush of it showed in my face.
Over six feet and broad as a door, I doubtless towered forbiddingly upon her imaginings when I came up to Peg; these and the cloud on my forehead—for I am sure one darkened it—showed her to be both brave and innocent when, without hesitation71 or holding back, she put forth her hands to me. I've told somewhere how she gave me her hand; that was wrong; she gave me both, and gave them with a full sweep of frankness, that showed confident at once and sad, as though with the motion of it she offered herself for my protection. She spoke no word; her little hands lay in my great ones, and I felt within them the beat of a sharp, small pulse as of one under strain and stress. Once, long before, I had toiled72 upward with caitiff secrecy73 and captured a sleeping mother-pigeon on her nest. The quick flutter of the bird's heart beneath my fingers was as this poor throbbing74 in Peg's hands. I remember, also, I was melted into the same sudden compassion75 for the pigeon that seized on me for Peg.
“I came to you because you are the General's old friend,” she said. Her sweet, large eyes were swimming, and her voice began to break. Then she put out an effort and brought herself to bay. “I've nothing to ask; not much to say, neither. I know what the General would do; my husband has told me. I know, too, what it will mean of slander76 and insult and suffering. And yet—I've prayed upon it; prayed and again prayed!—I must go forward. I can not, nay77, I dare not become a bar across the path of my husband; I dare not poison his success.”
All this time I had been holding to her hands, for I felt her great beauty and it made me forget the name of time. Besides, this was no common meeting, but rather the making of a league and covenant78 between folk who were to be allies throughout a bitter strife. I think she noticed my awkward and scarce polite retention79 of her fingers, for she withdrew them, while a little flush of color painted itself in her face. Still, she did not do this unkindly; and, I may say, there was nothing of sentiment in my breast which cried for rebuke80 or tendered her aught but honor.
“Pardon a freedom in one twice your years, but you are wondrous81 beautiful.” These were my first words to Peg. “Mr. Eaton has come by mighty82 fortune.”
“My beauty, as you call it,” said she, with just the shadow of a smile that told more of pain than gladness, “has been no good ground to me and borne me nettles83 for a crop. I had been happier for a wholesome84 plainness.”
Then we settled to a better conversation; and the while her sweetness was growing on me like a vine and I becoming more and more soundly her partisan85 with every moment.
“My husband is much honored,” said she at one point, “and deems himself advanced by what the General would offer. Also, he sees nothing of the darkness into which I stare; he sees only the high station and the power of it, and the way shines to his feet. But I know what society will do; I have not been child and girl and woman in Washington without experience of it. Folk will turn from me and ignore me and seek to blot86 me out. If it were none save myself to be considered, I would abandon the field; I would hunt seclusion87, cultivate obscurity as if it were a rose. But am I to become a drag on the man who loves me and gives me his name? Am I to be fetters88 for his feet—a stumbling-block before him?”
“There is no need of this apprehension89,” said I; “you should have a higher spirit, since you are innocent.”
“Innocent, yes!” she cried, and her deep eyes glowed; “innocent, yes! As heaven hears me, innocent!” Her manner dismayed me with what it unveiled of suffering. Then in a lower tone, and with a kindle90 of that cynicism to come upon folk who, working no evil and doing no wrong, are yet made to find themselves fronted of adverse91 tides and blown against by winds of cruelty, “Innocent, yes; but what relief comes then? I am young; many are still children with my years. And, thanks to a tavern92 bringing up,”—here was hardness now—“I have so seen into the world's heart as to know that it is better to be a rogue93 called honest, than honest and called a rogue. That is true among men; I tell you it is doubly true among women.”
To be open about it, I was shocked; not that what Peg said was either foolish or untrue. But to be capable of such talk, and she with that loving, patient mouth, showed how woeful must have been the lesson. But it gave me none the less a deal of sureness for the level character of her intellect, and I saw she carried within her head the rudiments94 of sense.
“What is it you would ask of me?” said I, at last. “I can only promise beforehand anything in my power.”
“I would ask nothing,” she replied, “save the assurance that you will be my husband's friend and mine. I see grief on its way as one sees a storm creep up the sky. Oh!” she suddenly cried with a sparkle of tears, “my husband! He must not be made ashamed for me! Rather than that, I would die!”
Peg bowed her flower-like head and wept, I, sitting just across, doing nothing, saying nothing; which conduct was wise on my part, albeit95 I hadn't the wit to see it at the time, and was simply daunted96 to silence by a sorrow I knew not how to check. It was a tempest, truly, and swayed and bent18 her like a willow97 in a wind. At last she overtook herself; she smiled with all the brightness of nature, or the sun after a flurry of rain.
“It will do me good,” she said; “and when the time comes I will be braver than you now think.”
When Peg smiled she gave me a flash of white behind the full red of her lips. Then I noticed a peculiar98 matter. She wanted the two teeth that, one on each side of the middle teeth, should grow between the latter and the eye teeth. When I say she wanted these, you are not to understand she once owned them and that they were lost. These teeth had never been; where six should have grown there were but four; and these, set evenly and with dainty spaces between, took up the room, each claiming its just share. The teeth were as white as rice, short and broad and strong, and the eye teeth sharply pointed99 like those of a leopard100. There gleamed, too, a shimmer101 of ferocity about these teeth which called for all Peg's tenderness of mouth, aye! even that sadness which lurked102 in plaintive103 shadows about the corners, to correct. And yet what struck one as a blemish104 went on to be a source of fascination105 and grew into the little lady's chiefest charm—these separated sharp white leopard teeth of Peg's.
When I came into the room I was thinking on the hardships to the General's administration; now I regarded nothing save the perils107 of Peg herself. With that on my soul I started, man-fashion, to talk courageously108.
“After all, what is there to cower109 from?” said I. “You know society, you say; doubtless that is true. I confess I do not, since this is almost my first visit to the town. But I know men, and of what else is society compounded? Their heaviest frown, if one but think coolly and be sure of one's self, should not weigh down a feather.”
“Why, yes,” she cried, “you know men. But do you know women? Men are as so many camp followers110 of society; it is the women who make the fighting line. And oh! their shafts111 are tipped with venom113!”
“It cannot be so bad,” I insisted. “So-called society, which must take on somewhat the character of come-and-go with the ebb114 and flow of administrations, begins with the White House, does it not?”
“We will do our best,” smiled Peg, without replying to my question.
Probably she comprehended the hopeless sort of my ignorance and the uselessness of efforts to set forth to me the “Cabinet Circle,” the “Senate Circle,” the “Supreme Court Circle,” and those dozen other mysterious rings within rings, wheels within wheels, which the complicated perfection of capital social life offers for the confusion of folk.
“Unquestionably, the White House,” Peg went on, “is the citadel115, the great tower, and we can always retreat to that. We will do well enough; but oh!”—here Peg laid her hand like a rose leaf on my arm—“you do not understand, a man can not understand, what we shall go through.”
“Let us have stout hearts for all that,” said I. “It behooveth us to be bold, since no victory, even over weakness, was ever constructed of timidity. Besides, the foe116 may offer us its defeat by its own errors. I recall, how once upon a time, certain Creeks117 whom the General was to attack entrenched118 themselves, and all about felled trees and sharpened the branches into points, the whole as defensive119 as any bristle120 of bayonets. You, as thought these red engineers, would have deemed the place impregnable, for no one might force his way through this chevaux de-frise. But the General's military eye unlocked the situation. The sun-dried leaves and twigs121 were lying where they fell. An arrow, with blazing tow tied to its shaft112 and shot from a safe two hundred yards away, solved the problem. In a moment that precious defence was on fire; and the enemy, driven forth by the heat and flame and smoke of it, were met in the open and destroyed to a man. We may yet smoke these society savages122 into a surrender by setting an honest torch to their surroundings. One thing we can promise ourselves.” I remarked this in conclusion. “Whatever else may fail, at the worst, you shall not go wanting a revenge.”
“And that thought is sweet, too,” said she in return.
Peg's leopard teeth were not without significance; that much I saw. After all, her speech was to have been expected; for who will go further afield for revenge than your flesh and blood true woman, still of earth's fires and not ready for the skies?
Peg told me a portion of her story; partly because it was natural she should think that I, who had been a stranger to her, might justly want such knowledge; but mostly, I believe, for that she had an instinct to defend herself against what I might have preconceived to her disaster. Dear child, she had small cause to fret123 herself on that score! I remember she gave herself no little blame as the self-willed gardener of those thorny124 sorrows among which she had walked and was still sorrowfully to find her path. She would run on like this, as I recall:
“The first fault belonged with this tavern of an Indian Queen. I could have been no older than eight when I knew how folk who came here, Congressmen and officers of state and their ladies, looked upon us who kept the place as but servants over servants, and took care not to meet us on an equal footing with themselves. My father and mother were disrated as mere125 tavern-keepers who sold their entertainment to any and to all; and I, so soon as I came to discretion126 and an ability to apprehend127, found myself included in the ban thus set upon my people. I've seen nurses skurry to carry their charges off from childish games with me and the contamination of my baby contact. Later, in girlhood, I've overheard mothers while they warned their daughters to avoid me, and experienced the tilt-nosed airs of those same daughters who with superior arts of insolence128 stung me like wasps129. More often than once, I've crept away to tears of shame because I was the daughter of a tavern.
“But in the end it hardened me. I had a perverse130, retaliatory131 temper. I grew up beautiful, so folk told me; moreover, I knew it but too well by the merest glance in a glass. With my beauty,”—Peg spoke of it in mixed simplicity132 and sadness as though she recounted deformity—“I was wont133 to fashion my revenge. My father—not a poor man, for while taverns134 may be vulgar they maybe profitable—was ever ready to spend money on me; and I had only to hint at a comb or a ribbon or a ring, to find the gewgaw an hour after on my table. Good, poor man! my father, calm and careless enough under his condition so far as it rested on himself, felt for my humiliations, which now and again he could not fail to see, and sought with trinketry and luxury of dress to repair the injury. Neither he nor my mother spoke of what they both must have felt, that is our nosocial condition, if one may so describe it; and for myself, I was too proud, and too tenderly in love with them for their thousand kindnesses, to bring it upon their notice.
“As I've said, I made my beauty the method of my revenge. I owned taste as well as looks, and my wits were as deep and as quick and as bright as my eyes. I've set many a wrinkle on many a fair brow by defeating it to second place in that woman's rivalry135 of looks.
“For these wars, where loveliness tilts136 against loveliness, my allies were the men. Compliment for me was never silent on their lips. I was the town's toast as I grew up. This put the women to an opposite course. As the men spoke of my beauty, the women shrugged137 their pure shoulders and told of my boldness; and I must confess that in a native vivacity138, together with that rebellion of the spirit born of their attitude towards me, I gave them endless evidence to go upon. I have lived my life without an immorality139 or the shadow of one; I have done no wrong wherewith to shame myself; but, reckless, careless, and with the frank ignorance of innocence—and then, to be sure, because it made those others angry—I was greedy of men's praise, withal too free of speech and eye, and thereby140 offered tongues eager to assail141 me the argument required as material for their ill work. They, the women, wove for me as bad a story as they might, and then wrapped it about me for a reputation. How I loathed142 and hated them! those who, worsted of my beauty, would tear me with calumny143 by way of reprisal144!
“Now I must tell you, it was I who wearied first of that game where it was beauty on the one side against icy stare, arched brow, and covert145 innuendo146 on the other. No; my tongue would not have spared them—it was never a patient member, that tongue!—but for such artillery, as you would call it, my persecutors were out of reach. There is a gravity of words; they descend6 and never climb; they must, like a stone, come tumbling from above to do an injury. Wherefore these folk high up were safe from me—safe from everything except my beauty; and since I maintained myself without a stain upon my virtue147, even my beauty wore for them and theirs no real peril106. Above, on the cliffs of society, they rolled down tale and whisper against me like so many black stones; in retort, though I might be beautiful and so madden them with the possession of what they lacked, I from below could harm them nothing. I think, too, some in pain of their own ugliness, envied and would have changed places with me. They would not, had they known what I knew and felt what I felt. My soul was in torment148, and I grew never so callous149 but the darts150 of their forked malignancy would pierce and pain.
“It was to avoid conditions which grew at last intolerable—for I brooded when alone and magnified the evils of my position, turning morbid151 the while—that I wedded152 Mr. Timberlake. I never loved him; I took him to be a refuge rather than a husband, and my little life with him was not a happy one. By no fault of his, however; I think he loved me, and I know he did his best. I had nothing from him save kindness, and when he died in the Mediterranean153 I doubt not he carried into the other world a sincere regard for me.
“And I would have loved him if I could.” Peg waved her hand with an accent of despair, and as one who had striven and failed beyond recall. “But I could not—could not; strive as I might, love would not come. I felt guilt154 to live with him; I was glad when he sailed away; and, God help me! my sighs over his death were the sighs of one released from bonds.”
Peg broke and cried like any child. You should understand, however, that she was unjust to herself. What she said of her brooding aforetime to the frontier of the morbid was over-true. And, supersensitive, proud, her hope had wasted as her gloom grew; her griefs of girlhood, enlarged many fold doubtless, as she herself suspected, by stress of her own fancy sorrowing with a wound, had left solemn stamp upon her; and this took far too often and unjustly the shape of self-blame. Beneath all, and hidden deep within her breast, Peg carried small opinion of herself; thought herself selfish, hard, shallow, and of no rich depth of heart. She was wrong to the core; for her inner self was as beautiful as her face. And yet, despite knowledge on her own part, and her friends' assurances, in the ultimate recesses155 of her thoughts there existed a torture-chamber; and therein she ever racked herself as the one wrongdoer in what she had passed through. There was no driving her from this; she was merciless against herself; and while none not the closest might know, for in the presence of non-friends and strangers she showed the iron fortitude156 of an Indian or a soldier, to myself and those with whom she practiced no reserve these self-flagellations were much too painfully plain.
I say, folk near to Peg were aware of this morbid lack of soul-vanity and good regard for herself. There should be one exception counted, and that, curious to tell, her own husband. Peg, for all he might be double her age, and I think no very handsome man at that, I could see, when I talked with her, loved Eaton as she loved her eyes or mothers love their children. And yet, never to him did she show her true feeling; in his presence she was the brave, gay, bright, strong, brilliant Peg, asking in the fight which followed no quarter and granting none, she seemed to the common world. It is curious, and presents a problem too involved for my solution, that Peg should have guarded against the one she most loved and shut the door upon discovery by him of her own wondrous self. Yet so it was; it stood patent to me from the beginning that Eaton knew no more of Peg than of her whom he never met.
In her morbid estimates of her worth it is possible she feared to grant him too clear a view. She may have thought she would lose by it. The reason, however, for this great secrecy coupled with great love—this hiding from him for whom she would have died—I shall leave to be searched for by those scientists of souls who are pleased to explain the inexplicable157. For myself, I confess I was baffled by it.
This, however, I will say; the fact that Peg could so practice upon Eaton to his blindness gave me no high opinion of that gentleman. He should have groped for her and grasped her, and found her out for the loving, loyal, sorrowing heart she was; and that he did not, but went in placid158 darkness of the treasure he held in his hands, content to have it so, marked him for a lack of insight and want of sympathy which I'm bound to say do not distinguish me. Such stolidity159 on the part of folk has caused me more often than once to consider whether the angels, by mere possession, may not at last find even heaven commonplace.
Still, it is none the less infuriating to witness so much beauty so much thrown away! Indubitably, the economy of existence asks for pigs as loudly as it asks for pearls, and to blame Eaton for failing in appreciation160 of Peg is as apart from equity161 as would be the flogging of a horse who sees no beauty in a moss-rose—and less, perhaps—not present in a musty lock of hay. However, it is none the less infuriating for that.
Mark you though, I would be guilty of no wrong to Eaton, nor establish him on too low a level in your esteem162. He was in the Senate from Tennessee at the time, and of solid repute among his fellows. He was a brave, dull, good-humored sort, who thought better, perhaps, of a bottle than of a book—not to excess, you are to notice—and as a statesman, if he put out no fires, he kindled163 none; though he did no good, at worst he did no harm; and that, let me tell you, is a record somewhat better than the average. I have been attacked and charged with a distaste of Eaton. There are two words to go with that, and no one—and I challenge those who knew us both—can put his finger on any ill of word or deed or thought I ever aimed against him. Truly, I hunted not his company with horn and horse and hound; but what then? I take it, I'm as free to pick and choose for my intimates as any other. And I still declare what was in my thoughts in those hours I tell of, that Eaton, sluggish164 and something of a clod-head, and with a blurred165, gray tone of fancy, was unworthy such a woman, whose love for him, be it said, was when I met her as boundless166 as the difficulty of accounting167 for its first existence. I say again, and the last time, I hold no dislike for Eaton, and more than once have done him good favors in days gone. That I shall grant him no extensive mention in these pages means no more than that he was but a supernumerary in the drama where of the General and Peg carried the great parts. Eaton came on and off; but his lines were few and brief and burned with no interest. There is little reason for prodigious clamor over Eaton, and little there will be. But I am not to be accused of unfairness to the man for that he dwelt with an angel and was too thick to find it out.
Peg at last recalled herself from the dead Timberlake. She brushed away her tears.
“These are all of them you are to see,” laughed Peg, stoutly168, referring to her tears. “I promise to shed no more. However, you may quiet alarm; a woman's tears are no such mighty matter.” I showed perturbation, I suppose, and she would dissipate it.
Peg told me of her wedding with Eaton. She dwelt a deal on her love for him; but since one consents to it as a sentiment, even though its cause defy one's search, there comes no call to extend the details in this place.
It stood open to my eyes, however, as Peg talked, how no man was more loved than Eaton. And when I looked upon the ardent169 girl and considered, withal, the dull stolidity of the other, there would rise up pictures from my roving past to be as allegories of Peg's love. I would recall how once I saw a vine, blossom-flecked and beautiful, flinging its green tenderness across a hard insensate wall; and that was like Peg's love. Or it would come before me how I had known a mountain, sterile170, seamed, unlovely, where it heaved itself against the heavens, a repellant harsh shoulder of stone. The June day, fresh and new and beautiful, would blush in the east, and her first kiss was for that cold gray, rude, old rock. That day at noon in her warm ripeness would rest upon it. Her latest glance, as our day died in the west, was for it; and when the valley and all about were dark, her last rays crowned it. And the vivid day, with her love for that unregardful mountain, the rich day wasting herself on the desert peak that would neither respond nor understand, was as the marvel171 of Peg's love.
It is all the mystery that never ends; woman in her love-reasons is not to be fathomed172 nor made plain. The cry of her soul is to love rather than to be loved; her happiness lives in what she gives, not what she gets. This turns for the good fortunes of men; also, it offers the frequent spectacle of a woman squandering173 herself—for squandering it is—on one so unworthy that only the sorrow of it may serve to smother174 the laughter that else might be evoked175. However, I am not one to discuss these things, being no analyst176, but only a creature of bluff177 wits, too clumsy for theories as subtle, not to say as brittle178, as spun179 glass. Wherefore, let us put aside Peg's love and break off prosing. The more, since I may otherwise give some value to a jest of the General's—made on that same day—who would have it I was at first sight half in love with Peg myself. This was the General's conception of humor ard owned no other currency—I, being twice Peg's age, and in the middle forties, and not a trifle battered180 of feature by my years in the field. I was old enough to be Peg's father;—but when it comes to that, Eaton was quite as old.
It was time to seek the General, I said. Peg and I had arrived at a frank acquaintance, and we went together to the General's room in good opinion of ourselves, she the better by a new staunch friend, and I prosperous with thoughts for her of a coming elevation181 consistent with her graces of mind and person, and which should atone182 as much as might be for what she had suffered heretofore. We decided183 that Peg should wear a gay look, and harrow the General with no tears.
As we went along I was given to quite a novel enthusiasm, I recollect184; and it was the more strange since, while no pessimist185, I never had found celebration as one whose hope was wont to wander with the stars. I could see the white days ahead for Peg; and albeit I fear their glory shone not to her apprehension as it did to mine, and while they came slowly as days shod with lead, dawn they did, as he shall witness who goes with this history to the end.
My servant Jim was sent with a message to the General to give him the word of Peg's coming. During our talk in the parlor65, Jim, be it said, was never far to call. Obviously, Jim proposed for me no dangers of bright eyes so far as remained with him to be my shield. He dodged186 in and out of the room, now with this pretext187 and now with that, and when I bade him repair to the General to say that Peg and I would visit him, the gray old rogue was fair irresolute188, and hung in the wind as though he had but to turn his back on us and bring down every evil. I drove him forth at last, and when Peg and I would tap on the General's door our black courier was just coming away.
While the General was greeting Peg—rather effusively189 for him, so I thought—Jim, detaining me at the door, took the liberty of a private word.
“Now you-all is yere, Marse Major,” observed Jim, and his manner was of complaint and weariness, “an' where Marse Gen'ral kin8 keep a eye on you, I feels free an' safe to go projectin' 'round about my own consarns. I was boun' I wouldn't leave you alone, Marse Major, in d' parlors190; I shore tells you it makes Jim draw long brefs an' puts him to fear an' tremblin' lest every minute's gwine to be his nex', while any woman as han'some as dish yere Missis Eaton is pesterin' nigh. You-all can't tell what dey'll do, or what you'll do! Which Jim has knowed Love to up an' prounce on a man like a mink191 on a settin' hen; an' him jes' merely lookin' at one of them sirens, as d' good book calls'em. That's d' shore enough fac', Marse Major; an' you-all oughter be mighty keerful an' keep Jim hoverin' about d' lan'scape at all sech meetin's. It's a heap safer, that a-way; you hyar Jim!” At this point of warning Jim stopped like a clock that has run down.
“You asked me if you might have one drink from the demijohn in my closet,” I said. “Yassir, Marse Major, I does.”
“You took four, you scoundrel; you took at least four, as I can tell by the mill-wheel clatter192 of your tongue.”
“On'y three, Marse Major; on'y three. An' you don't want to disrecollect Marse Major, pore old Jim's got a heap on his mind to make him thirsty.”
“I shall not disrecollect, as you call it, to lock my closet door. I don't propose, sir, to furnish you forty-year-old whisky to become the inspiration of such crazy harangues193 as I've just listened to.”
My voice was stern, and the awful threat of locking the closet door took vastly the heart out of Jim.
“Why, Marse Major,” he began apologetically, “Jim warn't aimin' to say nothin' to cumfusticate you; Jim was talkin' for your good. I wouldn't go for to lock up that closet, Marse Major; how's Jim gwine to get your clothes to bresh? Besides, Jim's done said his say, an' arter this he'll nacherally go about as cat-foot an' as wary194 an' as quiet as a coon at noon, that's what Jim will. You has heard d' las' word from Jim, Marse Major; d' very las' word. On'y don't go for to lock that closet door; if you does, most likely we'll lose d' key an' it's gwine to get in our way.”
“Well, sir, we shall see,” I replied, severely195. “One thing is certain; I'm not to have my servant, at the age of seventy, make a drunken show of himself. I'll send you back to Tennessee, first.”
With Peg and the General I found Eaton, who arrived while I was receiving my lecture from the sapient197 Jim. We greeted each other with warmth, and I could see that Peg felt this warmth and took a glow from it. Dear girl! he was her all; she had friendship for those who were his friends, love for those who loved him; and, twisting a commandment, Peg would do unto others as they did unto him.
Eaton was a blond, ruddy man. As we released each other's hands, he said:
“I'm here to offer my thanks to the General. I was speaking of this cabinet matter to my colleague, White. He is greatly pleased. By the way, General,”—here Eaton wheeled on the General—“my senate seat will want an occupant. Why not prevail on our friend, the Major, to take it?”
“No, no!” responded the General, quickly and with a gay energy; “that would never match my plans. The Major, or I much mistake, must go with me to the White House. I could not carry on my administration unless I found him quarreling at my elbow whenever I turned my head.”
“And if 'carry on' be the name of it, who is to carry on my farms?” I asked.
This I put seriously; it stood much to the left hand of any programme of mine, this making one of the General's White House family.
“Who will carry on your farms?” repeated the General. “Why, then, who is to carry on mine? Do you mean that you, who have put me here, are about to desert me? Nonsense, man; there is no room in your body, big as it is, for so gross a treason. If I stay, you stay; and that's nailed down.”
“And surely you wouldn't abandon me?” said Peg, bringing her pretty face something near to my shoulder. Then, low and pleading: “Me; with trouble frowning?”
Who was there to stand up against both Peg and the General? I made no breathless battle of it, you may guess.
“Major, I've been telling this child,” said the General, laying his thin hand on Peg's curly mop of hair, “how at our receptions she'll light up that great East Room with the bright face of her. We shall require all the beauty we can muster198, since the administration is like to go limping in the business of looks. Van Buren and Barry are wifeless; and I'm told Mrs. Ingham is forbiddingly hideous199, with the voice of a henhawk. You see, my child,” turning to Peg, “we build on you to save our day from the sin of ugliness.”
Peg's eyes danced, and she seemed to bask200 in prospects201 naught save sunshine. She was far from that broken one of sobs202 and sorrows whose hand I held a short half hour before. A great woman is ever a great actress; Peg was proving it now; for with a face all light, her heart was a heart of shadows, and heavy with the forebode of dark days coming down. What a paradox203 is woman! Here was Peg, brave at once, and fearful—afraid for her husband, while quick with courage for him, finding her peril where she found her strength.
“We are living,” remarked Eaton, as he tucked Peg under his arm preparatory to their departure, “we are living on the Georgetown side of the President's Square. General, we won't, while you are in the White House, have a far journey when we visit you. Major, you must call on us.”
“Indeed, you must!” echoed Peg.
As the two took their leave, and the General, having bowed the little lady to the door, sought his never-failing pipe, Jim reappeared, and with a caution that bordered upon mystery put a penciled note in my hand. It read:
“Mr. Noah presents his compliments to the Major; and will the Major do Mr. Noah the honor to meet him immediately in the card room? It is considered advisable by Mr. Noah to say nothing to the General concerning this message.”
The note went into my pocket, the General, luckily involved with his pipe, which for some stubbornness concealed204 within the stem refused to draw, failing to notice. This was as should be, for the General was as inquisitive205 and prompt with query as a girl. Even now he asked where I was bound.
“I've had nothing to eat as yet,” I returned.
“That's true; I had forgotten. Come back when you are finished; there's a deal to talk about. I shall need you to help me make up my mind.”
“Help you unmake it, you mean,” I replied.
There was an exchange of grins. I had exactly stated the case; and, as a grave truth will on occasion, it struck our sense of the ridiculous. It had been my work for years; it would be my work for the eight years yet to come; this unmaking of the General's mind.
On my way to the card room I asked Jim,
Peggy
O'Neal who was close behind, where he got the message.
“Marse Major, Jim done obtains it from that red-head Jew gentleman I sees romancin' 'round yere this mornin'. An' say, Marse Major; don't you-all reckon Jim better skuffle for your room an' fotch your box of pistols?”
“Pistols!” I exclaimed, stopping short; “what in the name of General Jackson do I. want of pistols?”
“Oh, nothin', Marse Major, jest nothin',” said Jim, shifting uneasily on his feet. “It's simply one of them old-time Cumberland idees of Jim's. D' fac' is, Marse Major, Jim sort o' allows from d' signs how dish yere red-head Jew gentleman's gwine to have a fight.”
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duel
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flamboyant
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strife
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admiration
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warrior
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prey
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gentry
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physically
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concession
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opposition
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artillery
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presidency
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corruption
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hatred
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foulest
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nurtures
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tangle
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bug
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portfolio
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defiles
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harass
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irritation
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forth
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premier
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pendulum
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motive
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solicitor
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subscriptions
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amiable
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surmise
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pauper
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doughtily
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lapse
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toiled
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compassion
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