There was at this time in the Senate of the United States an eminent1 and respected gentleman, scholarly, orderly, honorable, and radical2,—the fit representative of a scholarly, orderly, honorable, and radical Commonwealth3. For many years he had held his trust with conscious rectitude, and a slight depreciation4 of other forms of merit; and for as many years had been as regularly returned to his seat by his constituency with equally conscious rectitude in themselves and an equal skepticism regarding others. Removed by his nature beyond the reach of certain temptations, and by circumstances beyond even the knowledge of others, his social and political integrity was spotless. An orator5 and practical debater, his refined tastes kept him from personality, and the public recognition of the complete unselfishness of his motives6 and the magnitude of his dogmas protected him from scurrility7. His principles had never been appealed to by a bribe8; he had rarely been approached by an emotion.
A man of polished taste in art and literature, and possessing the means to gratify it, his luxurious9 home was filled with treasures he had himself collected, and further enhanced by the stamp of his appreciation10. His library had not only the elegance11 of adornment12 that his wealth could bring and his taste approve, but a certain refined negligence13 of habitual14 use, and the easy disorder15 of the artist's workshop. All this was quickly noted16 by a young girl who stood on its threshold at the close of a dull January day.
The card that had been brought to the Senator bore the name of “Carmen de Haro”; and modestly in the right hand corner, in almost microscopic17 script, the further description of herself as “Artist.” Perhaps the picturesqueness18 of the name, and its historic suggestion caught the scholar's taste, for when to his request, through his servant, that she would be kind enough to state her business, she replied as frankly19 that her business was personal to himself, he directed that she should be admitted. Then entrenching20 himself behind his library table, overlooking a bastion of books, and a glacis of pamphlets and papers, and throwing into his forehead and eyes an expression of utter disqualification for anything but the business before him, he calmly awaited the intruder.
She came, and for an instant stood, hesitatingly, framing herself as a picture in the door. Mrs. Hopkinson was right,—she had “no style,” unless an original and half-foreign quaintness21 could be called so. There was a desperate attempt visible to combine an American shawl with the habits of a mantilla, and it was always slipping from one shoulder, that was so supple22 and vivacious23 as to betray the deficiencies of an education in stays. There was a cluster of black curls around her low forehead, fitting her so closely as to seem to be a part of the seal-skin cap she wore.
Once, from the force of habit, she attempted to put her shawl over her head and talk through the folds gathered under her chin, but an astonished look from the Senator checked her. Nevertheless, he felt relieved, and rising, motioned her to a chair with a heartiness24 he would have scarcely shown to a Parisian toilleta. And when, with two or three quick, long steps, she reached his side, and showed, a frank, innocent, but strong and determined25 little face, feminine only in its flash of eye and beauty of lip and chin curves, he put down the pamphlet he had taken up somewhat ostentatiously, and gently begged to know her business.
I think I have once before spoken of her voice,—an organ more often cultivated by my fair country-women for singing than for speaking, which, considering that much of our practical relations with the sex are carried on without the aid of an opera score, seems a mistaken notion of theirs,—and of its sweetness, gentle inflexion, and musical emphasis. She had the advantage of having been trained in a musical language, and came of a race with whom catarrhs and sore throats were rare. So that in a few brief phrases she sang the Senator into acquiescence26 as she imparted the plain libretto27 of her business,—namely, a “desire to see some of his rare engravings.”
Now the engravings in question were certain etchings of the early Great Apprentices28 of the art, and were, I am happy to believe, extremely rare. From my unprofessional view they were exceedingly bad,—showing the mere29 genesis of something since perfected, but dear, of course, to the true collector's soul. I don't believe that Carmen really admired them either. But the minx knew that the Senator prided himself on having the only “pot-hooks” of the great “A,” or the first artistic30 efforts of “B,”—I leave the real names to be filled in by the connoisseur,—and the Senator became interested. For the last year, two or three of these abominations had been hanging in his study, utterly31 ignored by the casual visitor. But here was appreciation! “She was,” she added, “only a poor young artist, unable to purchase such treasures, but equally unable to resist the opportunity afforded her, even at the risk of seeming bold, or of obtruding32 upon a great man's privacy,” &c. &c.
This flattery, which, if offered in the usual legal tender of the country, would have been looked upon as counterfeit34, delivered here in a foreign accent, with a slightly tropical warmth, was accepted by the Senator as genuine. These children of the Sun are so impulsive35! We, of course, feel a little pity for the person who thus transcends36 our standard of good taste and violates our conventional canon,—but they are always sincere. The cold New Englander saw nothing wrong in one or two direct and extravagant37 compliments, that would have insured his visitor's early dismissal if tendered in the clipped metallic38 phrases of the Commonwealth he represented.
So that in a few moments the black, curly head of the little artist and the white, flowing locks of the Senator were close together bending over the rack that contained the engravings. It was then that Carmen, listening to a graphic39 description of the early rise of Art in the Netherlands, forgot herself and put her shawl around her head, holding its folds in her little brown hand. In this situation they were, at different times during the next two hours, interrupted by five Congressmen, three Senators, a Cabinet officer, and a Judge of the Supreme40 Bench,—each of whom was quickly but courteously41 dismissed. Popular sentiment, however, broke out in the hall.
“Well, I'm blanked, but this gets me.” (The speaker was a Territorial42 delegate.)
“At his time o' life, too, lookin' over pictures with a gal33 young enough to be his grandchild.” (This from a venerable official, since suspected of various erotic irregularities.)
“She don't handsome any.” (The honorable member from Dakota.)
“This accounts for his protracted43 silence during the sessions.” (A serious colleague from the Senator's own State.)
“Oh, blank it all!” (Omnes.)
Four went home to tell their wives. There are few things more touching44 in the matrimonial compact than the superb frankness with which each confides45 to each the various irregularities of their friends. It is upon these sacred confidences that the firm foundations of marriage rest unshaken.
Of course the objects of this comment, at least ONE of them, were quite oblivious46. “I trust,” said Carmen, timidly, when they had for the fourth time regarded in rapt admiration47 an abominable48 something by some Dutch wood-chopper, “I trust I am not keeping you from your great friends:”—her pretty eyelids49 were cast down in tremulous distress:—“I should never forgive myself. Perhaps it is important business of the State?”
“Oh, dear, no! THEY will come again,—it's THEIR business.”
The Senator meant it kindly50. It was as near the perilous51 edge of a compliment as your average cultivated Boston man ever ventures, and Carmen picked it up, femininely, by its sentimental52 end. “And I suppose I shall not trouble you again?”
“I shall always be proud to place the portfolio53 at your disposal. Command me at any time,” said the Senator, with dignity.
“You are kind. You are good,” said Carmen, “and I—I'm but,—look you,—only a poor girl from California, that you know not.”
“Pardon me, I know your country well.” And indeed he could have told her the exact number of bushels of wheat to the acre in her own county of Monterey, its voting population, its political bias54. Yet of the more important product before him, after the manner of book-read men, he knew nothing.
Carmen was astonished, but respectful. It transpired55 presently that she was not aware of the rapid growth of the silk worm in her own district, knew nothing of the Chinese question, and very little of the American mining laws. Upon these questions the Senator enlightened her fully56. “Your name is historic, by the way,” he said pleasantly. “There was a Knight57 of Alcantara, a 'De Haro,' one of the emigrants58 with Las Casas.”
Carmen nodded her head quickly, “Yes; my great-great-great-g-r-e-a-t grandfather!”
The Senator stared.
“Oh, yes. I am the niece of Victor Castro, who married my father's sister.”
“Yes,” she said quietly.
Had the Senator been of the Gashwiler type, he would have expressed himself, after the average masculine fashion, by a long-drawn whistle. But his only perceptible appreciation of a sudden astonishment60 and suspicion in his mind was a lowering of the social thermometer of the room so decided61 that poor Carmen looked up innocently, chilled, and drew her shawl closer around her shoulders.
“I have something more to ask,” said Carmen, hanging her head,—“it is a great, oh, a very great favor.”
The Senator had retreated behind his bastion of books again, and was visibly preparing for an assault. He saw it all now. He had been, in some vague way, deluded62. He had given confidential63 audience to the niece of one of the Great Claimants before Congress. The inevitable64 axe65 had come to the grindstone. What might not this woman dare ask of him? He was the more implacable that he felt he had already been prepossessed—and honestly prepossessed—in her favor. He was angry with her for having pleased him. Under the icy polish of his manner there were certain Puritan callosities caused by early straight-lacing. He was not yet quite free from his ancestor's cheerful ethics66 that Nature, as represented by an Impulse, was as much to be restrained as Order represented by a Quaker.
Without apparently67 noticing his manner, Carmen went on, with a certain potential freedom of style, gesture, and manner scarcely to be indicated in her mere words. “You know, then, I am of Spanish blood, and that, what was my adopted country, our motto was, 'God and Liberty.' It was of you, sir,—the great Emancipator,—the apostle of that Liberty,—the friend of the down-trodden and oppressed,—that I, as a child, first knew. In the histories of this great country I have read of you, I have learned your orations69. I have longed to hear you in your own pulpit deliver the creed70 of my ancestors. To hear you, of yourself, speak, ah! Madre de Dios! what shall I say,—speak the oration68 eloquent,—to make the—what you call—the debate, that is what I have for so long hoped. Eh! Pardon,—you are thinking me foolish,—wild, eh?—a small child,—eh?”
Becoming more and more dialectical as she went on, she said suddenly, “I have you of myself offended. You are mad of me as a bold, bad child? It is so?”
The Senator, as visibly becoming limp and weak again behind his entrenchments, managed to say, “Oh, no!” then, “really!” and finally, “Tha-a-nks!”
“I am here but for a day. I return to California in a day, as it were to-morrow. I shall never, never hear you speak in your place in the Capitol of this great country?”
The Senator said hastily that he feared—he in fact was convinced—that his duty during this session was required more at his desk, in the committee work, than in speaking, &c., &c.
“Ah,” said Carmen sadly, “it is true, then, all this that I have heard. It is true that what they have told me,—that you have given up the great party,—that your voice is not longer heard in the old—what you call this—eh—the old ISSUES?”
“If any one has told you that, Miss De Haro,” responded the Senator sharply, “he has spoken foolishly. You have been misinformed. May I ask who—”
“Ah!” said Carmen, “I know not! It is in the air! I am a stranger. Perhaps I am deceived. But it is of all. I say to them, When shall I hear him speak? I go day after day to the Capitol, I watch him,—the great Emancipator,—but it is of business, eh?—it is the claim of that one, it is the tax, eh? it is the impost71, it is the post-office, but it is the great speech of human rights—never, NEVER. I say, 'How arrives all this?' And some say, and shake their heads, 'never again he speaks.' He is what you call 'played—yes, it is so, eh?—played out.' I know it not,—it is a word from Bos-ton, perhaps? They say he has—eh, I speak not the English well—the party he has shaken, 'shook,'—yes,—he has the party 'shaken,' eh? It is right,—it is the language of Bos-ton, eh?”
“Permit me to say, Miss De Haro,” returned the Senator, rising with some asperity72, “that you seem to have been unfortunate in your selection of acquaintances, and still more so in your ideas of the derivations of the English tongue. The—er—the—er—expressions you have quoted are not common to Boston, but emanate73, I believe, from the West.”
Carmen de Haro contritely74 buried everything but her black eyes in her shawl.
“No one,” he continued, more gently, sitting down again, “has the right to forecast from my past what I intend to do in the future, or designate the means I may choose to serve the principles I hold or the party I represent. Those are MY functions. At the same time, should occasion—or opportunity—for we are within a day or two of the close of the Session—”
“Yes,” interrupted Carmen, sadly, “I see,—it will be some business, some claim, something for somebody,—ah! Madre de Dios,—you will not speak, and I—”
“When do you think of returning?” asked the Senator, with grave politeness; “when are we to lose you?”
“I shall stay to the last,—to the end of the Session,” said Carmen. “And NOW I shall go.” She got up and pulled her shawl viciously over her shoulders, with a pretty pettishness75, perhaps the most feminine thing she had done that evening. Possibly, the most genuine.
The Senator smiled affably: “You do not deserve to be disappointed in either case; but it is later than you imagine; let me help you on the shorter distance in my carriage; it is at the door.”
He accompanied her gravely to the carriage. As it rolled away, she buried her little figure in its ample cushions and chuckled76 to herself, albeit77 a little hysterically78. When she had reached her destination, she found herself crying, and hastily, and somewhat angrily, dried her eyes as she drew up at the door of her lodgings79.
“How have you prospered80?” asked Mr. Harlowe, of counsel for Royal Thatcher81, as he gallantly82 assisted her from the carriage. “I have been waiting here for two hours; your interview must have been prolonged,—that was a good sign.”
Mr. Harlowe bowed. “I trust you will be better to-morrow, for we expect our friend, Mr. Thatcher.”
Carmen's brown cheek flushed slightly. “He should have been here before. Where is he? What was he doing?”
“He was snowed up on the plains. He is coming as fast as steam can carry him; but he may be too late.”
Carmen did not reply.
The lawyer lingered. “How did you find the great New-England Senator?” he asked with a slight professional levity84.
Carmen was tired, Carmen was worried, Carmen was a little self-reproachful, and she kindled85 easily. Consequently she said icily:
“I found him A GENTLEMAN!”
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