IVORY BOYNTON lifted the bars that divided his land from the highroad and walked slowly toward the house. It was April, but there were still patches of snow here and there, fast melting under a drizzling1 rain. It was a gray world, a bleak2, black-and-brown world, above and below. The sky was leaden; the road and the footpath3 were deep in a muddy ooze4 flecked with white. The tree-trunks, black, with bare branches, were lined against the gray sky; nevertheless, spring had been on the way for a week, and a few sunny days would bring the yearly miracle for which all hearts were longing5.
Ivory was season-wise and his quick eye had caught many a sign as he walked through the woods from his schoolhouse. A new and different color haunted the tree-tops, and one had only to look closely at the elm buds to see that they were beginning to swell6. Some fat robins7 had been sunning about in the school-yard at noon, and sparrows had been chirping8 and twittering on the fence-rails. Yes, the winter was over, and Ivory was glad, for it had meant no coasting and skating and sleighing for him, but long walks in deep snow or slush; long evenings, good for study, but short days, and greater loneliness for his mother. He could see her now as he neared the house, standing9 in the open doorway10, her hand shading her eyes, watching, always watching, for some one who never came.
"Spring is on the way, mother, but it isn't here yet, so don't stand there in the rain," he called. "Look at the nosegay I gathered for you as I came through the woods. Here are pussy11 willows12 and red maple13 blossoms and Mayflowers, would you believe it?"
Lois Boynton took the handful of budding things and sniffed14 their fragrance15.
"You're late to-night, Ivory," she said. "Rod wanted his supper early so that he could go off to singing-school, but I kept something warm for you, and I'll make you a fresh cup of tea."
Ivory went into the little shed room off the kitchen, changed his muddy boots for slippers16, and made himself generally tidy; then he came back to the living-room bringing a pine knot which he flung on the fire, waking it to a brilliant flame.
"We can be as lavish17 as we like with the stumps18 now, mother, for spring is coming," he said, as he sat down to his meal.
"I've been looking out more than usual this afternoon," she replied. "There's hardly any snow left, and though the walking is so bad I've been rather expecting your father before night. You remember he said, when he went away in January, that he should be back before the Mayflowers bloomed?"
It did not do any good to say: "Yes, mother, but the Mayflowers have bloomed ten times since father went away." He had tried that, gently and persistently19 when first her mind began to be confused from long grief and hurt love, stricken pride and sick suspense20.
Instead of that, Ivory turned the subject cheerily, saying, "Well, we're sure of a good season, I think. There's been a grand snow-fall, and that, they say, is the poor man's manure21. Rod and I will put in more corn and potatoes this year. I shan't have to work single-handed very long, for he is growing to be quite a farmer."
"Your father was very fond of green corn, but he never cared for potatoes," Mrs. Boynton said, vaguely22, taking up her knitting. "I always had great pride in my cooking, but I could never get your father to relish23 my potatoes."
"Well, his son does, anyway," Ivory replied, helping24 himself plentifully25 from a dish that held one of his mother's best concoctions27, potatoes minced28 fine and put together into the spider with thin bits of pork and all browned together.
"I saw the Baxter girls to-day, mother," he continued, not because he hoped she would give any heed29 to what he said, but from the sheer longing for companionship. "The Deacon drove off with Lawyer Wilson, who wanted him to give testimony30 in some case or other down in Milltown. The minute Patty saw him going up Saco Hill, she harnessed the old starved Baxter mare31 and the girls started over to the Lower Corner to see some friends. It seems it's Patty's birthday and they were celebrating. I met them just as they were coming back and helped them lift the rickety wagon32 out of the mud; they were stuck in it up to the hubs of the wheels. I advised them to walk up the Town-House Hill if they ever expected to get the horse home."
"Town-House Hill!" said Ivory's mother, dropping her knitting. "That was where we had such wonderful meetings! Truly the Lord was present in our midst, and oh, Ivory! the visions we saw in that place when Jacob Cochrane first unfolded his gospel to us. Was ever such a man!"
"Probably not, mother," remarked Ivory dryly.
"You were speaking of the Baxters. I remember their home, and the little girl who used to stand in the gateway33 and watch when we came out of meeting. There was a baby, too; isn't there a Baxter baby, Ivory?"
"She didn't stay a baby; she is seventeen years old to-day, mother."
"You surprise me, but children do grow very fast. She had a strange name, but I cannot recall it."
"Her name is Patience, but nobody but her father calls her anything but Patty, which suits her much better."
"No, the name wasn't Patience, not the one I mean."
"The older sister is Waitstill, perhaps you mean her?"--and Ivory sat down by the fire with his book and his pipe.
"Waitstill! Waitstill! that is it! Such a beautiful name!"
"She's a beautiful girl."
"Waitstill! 'They also serve who only stand and wait.' 'Wait, I say, on the Lord and He will give thee the desires of thy heart.'--Those were wonderful days, when we were caught up out of the body and mingled34 freely in the spirit world." Mrs. Boynton was now fully26 started on the topic that absorbed her mind and Ivory could do nothing but let her tell the story that she had told him a hundred times.
"I remember when first we heard Jacob Cochrane speak." (This was her usual way of beginning.) "Your father was a preacher, as you know, Ivory, but you will never know what a wonderful preacher he was. My grandfather, being a fine gentleman, and a governor, would not give his consent to my marriage, but I never regretted it, never! Your father saw Elder Cochrane at a revival35 meeting of the Free Will Baptists in Scarboro', and was much impressed with him. A few days later we went to the funeral of a child in the same neighborhood. No one who was there could ever forget it. The minister had made his long prayer when a man suddenly entered the room, came towards the coffin36, and placed his hand on the child's forehead. The room, in an instant, was as still as the death that had called us together. The stranger was tall and of commanding presence; his eyes pierced our very hearts, and his marvellous voice penetrated37 to depths in our souls that had never been reached before."
"Was he a better speaker than my father?" asked Ivory, who dreaded38 his mother's hours of complete silence even more than her periods of reminiscence.
"He spoke39 as if the Lord of Hosts had given him inspiration; as if the angels were pouring words into his mouth just for him to utter," replied Mrs. Boynton. "Your father was spell-bound, and I only less so. When he ceased speaking, the child's mother crossed the room, and swaying to and fro, fell at his feet, sobbing40 and wailing41 and imploring42 God to forgive her sins. They carried her upstairs, and when we looked about after the confusion and excitement the stranger had vanished. But we found him again! As Elder Cochrane said: 'The prophet of the Lord can never be hid; no darkness is thick enough to cover him!' There was a six weeks' revival meeting in North Saco where three hundred souls were converted, and your father and I were among them. We had fancied ourselves true believers for years, but Jacob Cochrane unstopped our ears so that we could hear the truths revealed to him by the Almighty43!--It was all so simple and easy at the beginning, but it grew hard and grievous afterward44; hard to keep the path, I mean. I never quite knew whether God was angry with me for backsliding at the end, but I could not always accept the revelations that Elder Cochrane and your father had!"
Lois Boynton's hands were now quietly folded over the knitting that lay forgotten in her lap, but her low, thrilling voice had a note in it that did not belong wholly to earth.
There was a long silence; one of many long silences at the Boynton fireside, broken only by the ticking of the clock, the purring of the cat, and the clicking of Mrs. Boynton's needles, as, her paroxysm of reminiscence over, she knitted ceaselessly, with her eyes on the window or the door.
"It's about time for Rod to be coming back, isn't it?" asked Ivory.
"He ought to be here soon, but perhaps he is gone for good; it may be that he thinks he has made us a long enough visit. I don't know whether your father will like the boy when he comes home. He never did fancy company in the house."
Ivory looked up in astonishment45 from his Greek grammar. This was an entirely46 new turn of his mother's mind. Often when she was more than usually confused he would try to clear the cobwebs from her brain by gently questioning her until she brought herself back to a clearer understanding of her own thought. Thus far her vagaries47 had never made her unjust to any human creature; she was uniformly sweet and gentle in speech and demeanor48.
"Why do you talk of Rod's visiting us when he is one of the family?" Ivory asked quietly.
"Is he one of the family? I didn't know it," replied his mother absently.
"Look at me, mother, straight in the eye; that's right: now listen, dear, to what I say."
Mrs. Boynton's hair that had been in her youth like an aureole of corn-silk was now a strange yellow-white, and her blue eyes looked out from her pale face with a helpless appeal.
"You and I were living alone here after father went away," Ivory began. "I was a little boy, you know. You and father had saved something, there was the farm, you worked like a slave, I helped, and we lived, somehow, do you remember?"
"I do, indeed! It was cold and the neighbors were cruel. Jacob Cochrane had gone away and his disciples49 were not always true to him. When the magnetism50 of his presence was withdrawn51, they could not follow all his revelations, and they forgot how he had awakened52 their spiritual life at the first of his preaching. Your father was always a stanch53 believer, but when he started on his mission and went to Parsonsfield to help Elder Cochrane in his meetings, the neighbors began to criticize him. They doubted him. You were too young to realize it, but I did, and it almost broke my heart."
"I was nearly twelve years old; do you think I escaped all the gossip, mother?"
"You never spoke of it to me, Ivory."
"No, there is much that I never spoke of to you, mother, but sometime when you grow stronger and your memory is better we will talk together.--Do you remember the winter, long after father went away, that Parson Lane sent me to Fairfield Academy to get enough Greek and Latin to make me a schoolmaster?"
"Yes," she answered uncertainly.
"Don't you remember I got a free ride down-river one Friday and came home for Sunday, just to surprise you? And when I got here I found you ill in bed, with Mrs. Mason and Dr. Perry taking care of you. You could not speak, you were so ill, but they told me you had been up in New Hampshire to see your sister, that she had died, and that you had brought back her boy, who was only four years old. That was Rod. I took him into bed with me that night, poor, homesick little fellow, and, as you know, mother, he's never left us since."
"I didn't remember I had a sister. Is she dead, Ivory?" asked Mrs. Boynton vaguely.
"If she were not dead, do you suppose you would have kept Rodman with us when we hadn't bread enough for our own two mouths, mother?" questioned Ivory patiently.
"No, of course not. I can't think how I can be so forgetful. It's worse sometimes than others. It 's worse to-day because I knew the Mayflowers were blooming and that reminded me it was time for your father to come home; you must forgive me, dear, and will you excuse me if I sit in the kitchen awhile? The window by the side door looks out towards the road, and if I put a candle on the sill it shines quite a distance. The lane is such a long one, and your father was always a sad stumbler in the dark! I shouldn't like him to think I wasn't looking for him when he's been gone since January."
Ivory's pipe went out, and his book slipped from his knee unnoticed.
His mother was more confused than usual, but she always was when spring came to remind her of her husband's promise. Somehow, well used as he was to her mental wanderings, they made him uneasy to-night. His father had left home on a fancied mission, a duty he believed to be a revelation given by God through Jacob Cochrane. The farm did not miss him much at first, Ivory reflected bitterly, for since his fanatical espousal of Cochranism his father's interest in such mundane54 matters as household expenses had diminished month by month until they had no meaning for him at all. Letters to wife and boy had come at first, but after six months--during which he had written from many places, continually deferring55 the date of his return-they had ceased altogether. The rest was silence. Rumors56 of his presence here or there came from time to time, but though Parson Lane and Dr. Perry did their best, none of them were ever substantiated57.
Where had those years of wandering been passed, and had they all been given even to an imaginary and fantastic service of God? Was his father dead? If he were alive, what could keep him from writing? Nothing but a very strong reason, or a very wrong one, so his son thought, at times.
Since Ivory had grown to man's estate, he understood that in the later days of Cochrane's preaching, his "visions," "inspirations," and "revelations" concerning the marriage bond were a trifle startling from the old-fashioned, orthodox point of view. His most advanced disciples were to hold themselves in readiness to renounce58 their former vows59 and seek "spiritual consorts," sometimes according to his advice, sometimes as their inclinations60 prompted.
Had Aaron Boynton forsaken61, willingly, the wife of his youth, the mother of his boy? If so, he must have realized to what straits he was subjecting them. Ivory had not forgotten those first few years of grinding poverty, anxiety, and suspense. His mother's mind had stood the strain bravely, but it gave way at last; not, however, until that fatal winter journey to New Hampshire, when cold, exposure, and fatigue62 did their worst for her weak body. Religious enthusiast63, exalted64 and impressionable, a natural mystic, she had probably always been, far more so in temperament65, indeed, than her husband; but although she left home on that journey a frail66 and heartsick woman, she returned a different creature altogether, blurred67 and confused in mind, with clouded memory and irrational68 fancies.
She must have given up hope, just then, Ivory thought, and her love was so deep that when it was uprooted69 the soil came with it. Now hope had returned because the cruel memory had faded altogether. She sat by the kitchen window in gentle expectation, watching, always watching.
And this is the way many of Ivory Boynton's evenings were spent, while the heart of him, the five-and-twenty-year-old heart of him, was longing to feel the beat of another heart, a girl's heart only a mile or more away. The ice in Saco Water had broken up and the white blocks sailed majestically70 down towards the sea; sap was mounting and the elm trees were budding; the trailing arbutus was blossoming in the woods; the robins had come;-everything was announcing the spring, yet Ivory saw no changing seasons in his future; nothing but winter, eternal winter there!
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