[Pg 5]Down near the end of Orr's Island, facing the open ocean, stands a brown house of the kind that the natives call "lean-to," or "linter,"—one of those large, comfortable structures, barren in the ideal, but rich in the practical, which the workingman of New England can always command. The waters of the ocean came up within a rod of this house, and the sound of its moaning waves was even now filling the clear autumn starlight. Evidently something was going on within, for candles fluttered and winked1 from window to window, like fireflies in a dark meadow, and sounds as of quick footsteps, and the flutter of brushing garments, might be heard.
Let us enter the dark front-door. We feel our way to the right, where a solitary3 ray of light comes from the chink of a half-opened door. Here is the front room of the house, set apart as its place of especial social hilarity4 and sanctity,—the "best room," with its low studded walls, white dimity window-curtains, rag carpet, and polished wood chairs. It is now lit by the dim gleam of a solitary tallow candle, which seems in the gloom to make only a feeble circle of light around itself, leaving all the rest of the apartment in shadow.
In the centre of the room, stretched upon a table, and covered partially5 by a sea-cloak, lies the body of a man of twenty-five,—lies, too, evidently as one of whom it is[Pg 6] written, "He shall return to his house no more, neither shall his place know him any more." A splendid manhood has suddenly been called to forsake6 that lifeless form, leaving it, like a deserted7 palace, beautiful in its desolation. The hair, dripping with the salt wave, curled in glossy8 abundance on the finely-formed head; the flat, broad brow; the closed eye, with its long black lashes9; the firm, manly10 mouth; the strongly-moulded chin,—all, all were sealed with that seal which is never to be broken till the great resurrection day.
He was lying in a full suit of broadcloth, with a white vest and smart blue neck-tie, fastened with a pin, in which was some braided hair under a crystal. All his clothing, as well as his hair, was saturated11 with sea-water, which trickled12 from time to time, and struck with a leaden and dropping sound into a sullen13 pool which lay under the table.
This was the body of James Lincoln, ship-master of the brig Flying Scud14, who that morning had dressed himself gayly in his state-room to go on shore and meet his wife,—singing and jesting as he did so.
This is all that you have to learn in the room below; but as we stand there, we hear a trampling15 of feet in the apartment above,—the quick yet careful opening and shutting of doors,—and voices come and go about the house, and whisper consultations16 on the stairs. Now comes the roll of wheels, and the Doctor's gig drives up to the door; and, as he goes creaking up with his heavy boots, we will follow and gain admission to the dimly-lighted chamber17.
Two gossips are sitting in earnest, whispering conversation over a small bundle done up in an old flannel18 petticoat. To them the doctor is about to address himself cheerily, but is repelled19 by sundry20 signs and sounds which warn him not to speak. Moderating his heavy boots as[Pg 7] well as he is able to a pace of quiet, he advances for a moment, and the petticoat is unfolded for him to glance at its contents; while a low, eager, whispered conversation, attended with much head-shaking, warns him that his first duty is with somebody behind the checked curtains of a bed in the farther corner of the room. He steps on tiptoe, and draws the curtain; and there, with closed eye, and cheek as white as wintry snow, lies the same face over which passed the shadow of death when that ill-fated ship went down.
This woman was wife to him who lies below, and within the hour has been made mother to a frail21 little human existence, which the storm of a great anguish22 has driven untimely on the shores of life,—a precious pearl cast up from the past eternity23 upon the wet, wave-ribbed sand of the present. Now, weary with her moanings, and beaten out with the wrench24 of a double anguish, she lies with closed eyes in that passive apathy25 which precedes deeper shadows and longer rest.
Over against her, on the other side of the bed, sits an aged26 woman in an attitude of deep dejection, and the old man we saw with her in the morning is standing27 with an anxious, awestruck face at the foot of the bed.
The doctor feels the pulse of the woman, or rather lays an inquiring finger where the slightest thread of vital current is scarcely throbbing28, and shakes his head mournfully. The touch of his hand rouses her,—her large wild, melancholy29 eyes fix themselves on him with an inquiring glance, then she shivers and moans,—
"Oh, Doctor, Doctor!—Jamie, Jamie!"
"Come, come!" said the doctor, "cheer up, my girl, you've got a fine little daughter,—the Lord mingles30 mercies with his afflictions."
And as she spoke, there passed over her face the sharp frost of the last winter; but even as it passed there broke out a smile, as if a flower had been thrown down from Paradise, and she said,—
"Not my will, but thy will," and so was gone.
Aunt Roxy and Aunt Ruey were soon left alone in the chamber of death.
"She'll make a beautiful corpse," said Aunt Roxy, surveying the still, white form contemplatively, with her head in an artistic35 attitude.
"She was a pretty girl," said Aunt Ruey; "dear me, what a Providence36! I 'member the wedd'n down in that lower room, and what a handsome couple they were."
"They were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their deaths they were not divided," said Aunt Roxy, sententiously.
"What was it she said, did ye hear?" said Aunt Ruey.
"She called the baby 'Mary.'"
"Ah! sure enough, her mother's name afore her. What a still, softly-spoken thing she always was!"
"A pity the poor baby didn't go with her," said Aunt Roxy; "seven-months' children are so hard to raise."
"'Tis a pity," said the other.
But babies will live, and all the more when everybody says that it is a pity they should. Life goes on as inexorably in this world as death. It was ordered by the Will above that out of these two graves should spring one frail, trembling autumn flower,—the "Mara" whose poor little roots first struck deep in the salt, bitter waters of our mortal life.
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