“I am writing to ask a favour of you, Marshall,” wrote West. “The fact is, I’ve fallen into the hands of the Philistines—that is to say, the doctors. I’ve not been feeling very fit all winter but I’ve held on, hoping to finish out the year.
“Last week my landlady—who is a saint in spectacles and calico—looked at me one morning at the breakfast table and said, VERY gently, ‘You must go to town to-morrow, Master, and see a doctor about yourself.’
“I went and did not stand upon the order of my going. Mrs. Williamson is She-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed. She has an inconvenient1 habit of making you realize that she is exactly right, and that you would be all kinds of a fool if you didn’t take her advice. You feel that what she thinks to-day you will think to-morrow.
“In Charlottetown I consulted a doctor. He punched and pounded me, and poked2 things at me and listened at the other end of them; and finally he said I must stop work ‘immejutly and to onct’ and hie me straightway to a climate not afflicted3 with the north-east winds of Prince Edward Island in the spring. I am not to be allowed to do any work until the fall. Such was his dictum and Mrs. Williamson enforces it.
“I shall teach this week out and then the spring vacation of three weeks begins. I want you to come over and take my place as pedagogue4 in the Lindsay school for the last week in May and the month of June. The school year ends then and there will be plenty of teachers looking for the place, but just now I cannot get a suitable substitute. I have a couple of pupils who are preparing to try the Queen’s Academy entrance examinations, and I don’t like to leave them in the lurch5 or hand them over to the tender mercies of some third-class teacher who knows little Latin and less Greek. Come over and take the school till the end of the term, you petted son of luxury. It will do you a world of good to learn how rich a man feels when he is earning twenty-five dollars a month by his own unaided efforts!
“Seriously, Marshall, I hope you can come, for I don’t know any other fellow I can ask. The work isn’t hard, though you’ll likely find it monotonous6. Of course, this little north-shore farming settlement isn’t a very lively place. The rising and setting of the sun are the most exciting events of the average day. But the people are very kind and hospitable7; and Prince Edward Island in the month of June is such a thing as you don’t often see except in happy dreams. There are some trout8 in the pond and you’ll always find an old salt at the harbour ready and willing to take you out cod-fishing or lobstering.
“I’ll bequeath you my boarding house. You’ll find it comfortable and not further from the school than a good constitutional. Mrs. Williamson is the dearest soul alive; and she is one of those old-fashioned cooks who feed you on feasts of fat things and whose price is above rubies9.
“Her husband, Robert, or Bob, as he is commonly called despite his sixty years, is quite a character in his way. He is an amusing old gossip, with a turn for racy comment and a finger in everybody’s pie. He knows everything about everybody in Lindsay for three generations back.
“They have no living children, but Old Bob has a black cat which is his especial pride and darling. The name of this animal is Timothy and as such he must always be called and referred to. Never, as you value Robert’s good opinion, let him hear you speaking of his pet as ‘the cat,’ or even as ‘Tim.’ You will never be forgiven and he will not consider you a fit person to have charge of the school.
“You shall have my room, a little place over the kitchen, with a ceiling that follows the slant10 of the roof down one side, against which you will bump your head times innumerable until you learn to remember that it is there, and a looking glass which will make one of your eyes as small as a pea and the other as big as an orange.
“But to compensate11 for these disadvantages the supply of towels is generous and unexceptionable; and there is a window whence you will daily behold12 an occidental view over Lindsay Harbour and the gulf13 beyond which is an unspeakable miracle of beauty. The sun is setting over it as I write and I see such a sea of glass mingled14 with fire as might have figured in the visions of the Patmian seer. A vessel15 is sailing away into the gold and crimson16 and pearl of the horizon; the big revolving17 light on the tip of the headland beyond the harbour has just been lighted and is winking18 and flashing like a beacon19,
“Wire me if you can come; and if you can, report for duty on the twenty-third of May.”
Mr. Marshall, Senior, came in, just as Eric was thoughtfully folding up his letter. The former looked more like a benevolent22 old clergyman or philanthropist than the keen, shrewd, somewhat hard, although just and honest, man of business that he really was. He had a round, rosy23 face, fringed with white whiskers, a fine head of long white hair, and a pursed-up mouth. Only in his blue eyes was a twinkle that would have made any man who designed getting the better of him in a bargain think twice before he made the attempt.
It was easily seen that Eric must have inherited his personal beauty and distinction of form from his mother, whose picture hung on the dark wall between the windows. She had died while still young, when Eric was a boy of ten. During her lifetime she had been the object of the passionate24 devotion of both her husband and son; and the fine, strong, sweet face of the picture was a testimony25 that she had been worthy26 of their love and reverence27. The same face, cast in a masculine mold, was repeated in Eric; the chestnut28 hair grew off his forehead in the same way; his eyes were like hers, and in his grave moods they held a similar expression, half brooding, half tender, in their depths.
Mr. Marshall was very proud of his son’s success in college, but he had no intention of letting him see it. He loved this boy of his, with the dead mother’s eyes, better than anything on earth, and all his hopes and ambitions were bound up in him.
“Well, that fuss is over, thank goodness,” he said testily29, as he dropped into his favourite chair.
“Didn’t you find the programme interesting?” asked Eric absently.
“Most of it was tommyrot,” said his father. “The only things I liked were Charlie’s Latin prayer and those pretty little girls trotting30 up to get their diplomas. Latin IS the language for praying in, I do believe,—at least, when a man has a voice like Old Charlie’s. There was such a sonorous31 roll to the words that the mere32 sound of them made me feel like getting down on my marrow33 bones. And then those girls were as pretty as pinks, now weren’t they? Agnes was the finest-looking of the lot in my opinion. I hope it’s true that you’re courting her, Eric?”
“Confound it, father,” said Eric, half irritably34, half laughingly, “have you and David Baker35 entered into a conspiracy36 to hound me into matrimony whether I will or no?”
“I’ve never said a word to David Baker on such a subject,” protested Mr. Marshall.
“Well, you are just as bad as he is. He hectored me all the way home from the college on the subject. But why are you in such a hurry to have me married, dad?”
“Because I want a homemaker in this house as soon as may be. There has never been one since your mother died. I am tired of housekeepers37. And I want to see your children at my knees before I die, Eric, and I’m an old man now.”
“Well, your wish is natural, father,” said Eric gently, with a glance at his mother’s picture. “But I can’t rush out and marry somebody off-hand, can I? And I fear it wouldn’t exactly do to advertise for a wife, even in these days of commercial enterprise.”
“Isn’t there ANYBODY you’re fond of?” queried38 Mr. Marshall, with the patient air of a man who overlooks the frivolous39 jests of youth.
“No. I never yet saw the woman who could make my heart beat any faster.”
“I don’t know what you young men are made of nowadays,” growled40 his father. “I was in love half a dozen times before I was your age.”
“You might have been ‘in love.’ But you never LOVED any woman until you met my mother. I know that, father. And it didn’t happen till you were pretty well on in life either.”
“You’re too hard to please. That’s what’s the matter, that’s what’s the matter!”
“Perhaps I am. When a man has had a mother like mine his standard of womanly sweetness is apt to be pitched pretty high. Let’s drop the subject, father. Here, I want you to read this letter—it’s from Larry.”
“Humph!” grunted41 Mr. Marshall, when he had finished with it. “So Larry’s knocked out at last—always thought he would be—always expected it. Sorry, too. He was a decent fellow. Well, are you going?”
“Yes, I think so, if you don’t object.”
“You’ll have a pretty monotonous time of it, judging from his account of Lindsay.”
“Probably. But I am not going over in search of excitement. I’m going to oblige Larry and have a look at the Island.”
“Well, it’s worth looking at, some parts of the year,” conceded Mr. Marshall. “When I’m on Prince Edward Island in the summer I always understand an old Scotch42 Islander I met once in Winnipeg. He was always talking of ‘the Island.’ Somebody once asked him, ‘What island do you mean?’ He simply LOOKED at that ignorant man. Then he said, ‘Why, Prince Edward Island, mon. WHAT OTHER ISLAND IS THERE?’ Go if you’d like to. You need a rest after the grind of examinations before settling down to business. And mind you don’t get into any mischief43, young sir.”
“Not much likelihood of that in a place like Lindsay, I fancy,” laughed Eric.
“Probably the devil finds as much mischief for idle hands in Lindsay as anywhere else. The worst tragedy I ever heard of happened on a backwoods farm, fifteen miles from a railroad and five from a store. However, I expect your mother’s son to behave himself in the fear of God and man. In all likelihood the worst thing that will happen to you over there will be that some misguided woman will put you to sleep in a spare room bed. And if that does happen may the Lord have mercy on your soul!”
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