John March, Southerner. Cable George Washington

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      Twice a week Barbara spent an afternoon and night at Rosemont. Whether her father really thought its atmosphere desirable for her or not, she desired it, without ceasing and most hungrily. On Sunday nights, when the house had grown still, there would come upon her door the wariest of knocks, and Johanna would enter, choose a humble seat, and stay and stay, to tell every smallest happening of the week.

      Not infrequently these recitals contained points in the history of John March.

      Rosemont gave one of its unexpected holidays. John March and another senior got horses and galloped joyously away to Pulaski City, where John's companion lived. The seat of government was there. There, too, was the Honorable Mr. Leggett, his party being still uppermost in Blackland. He was still custodian, moreover, of the public school funds for the three counties.

      Very late that night, as the two Rosemonters were about to walk past an open oyster saloon hard by the Capitol, John caught his fellow's arm. They stopped in a shadow. Two men coming from an opposite direction went into the place together.

      "Who's that white man?" whispered John. The other named a noted lobbyist, and asked,

      "Who's the nigger?"

      "Cornelius Leggett." John's hand crept, trembling, to his hip pocket.

      His companion grasped it. "Pshaw, March, are you crazy?"

      "No, are you? I'm not going to shoot; I was only thinking how easy I could do it."

      He stepped nearer the entrance. The lone keeper had followed the two men into a curtained stall. His back was just in sight.

      "Let's slip in and hear what they say," murmured John, visibly disturbed. But when his companion assented he drew back. His fellow scanned him with a smile of light contempt. There were beads of moisture on his brow. Just then the keeper went briskly toward his kitchen, and the two youths glided into the stall next to the one occupied.

      "Yass, seh," Cornelius was tipsily remarking, "the journals o' the day reputes me to have absawb some paucity o' the school funds. Well, supposen I has; I say, jess supposen it, you know. I antagonize you this question: did Napoleon Bonapawt never absawb any paucity o' otheh folks' things? An' yit he was the greates' o' the great. He's my patte'n, seh. He neveh stole jiss to be a-stealin'! An' yit wheneveh he found it assential of his destiny to steal anything, he stole it!

      "O' co'se he incurred and contracted enemies; I has mine; it's useless to translate it. My own motheh's husban' – you riccolec' ole Unc' 'Viticus, don't you? – Rev'en' Leviticus Wisdom – on'y niggeh that eveh refused a office!" – he giggled – "Well, he ensued to tu'n me out'n the church. Yass, seh, faw nothin' but fallin' in love with his daughteh – my step-sisteh – sayin' I run her out'n the county!

      "But he couldn't p'ocure a sufficient concawdence o' my fellow-citizens; much less o' they wives – naw evm o' mine! No, seh! They brought in they verdic' that jess at this junction it'd be cal'lated to ungendeh strife an' could on'y do hahm." He giggled again.

      "My politics save me, seh! They always will. An' they ought to; faw they as pyo as the crystial fountain."

      The keeper brought a stew of canned oysters. The lobbyist served it, and Mr. Leggett talked on.

      "Thass the diffunce 'twixt me and Gyarnit. That man's afraid o' me – jess as 'fraid as a chicken-hawk is of a gun, seh! – an' which nobody knows why essep' him an' me. But thass jess the diff'ence. Nobody reputes him to steal, an' I don't say he do. I ain't ready to say it yit, you un'stan'; but his politics – his politics, seh; they does the stealin'! An' which it's the low-downdest kind o' stealin', for it's stealin' fum niggers. But thass the diff'ence; niggers steals with they claws, white men with they laws. The claws steals by the pound; the laws steals by the boatload!"

      The lobbyist agreed.

      "Jess so!" cried Mr. Leggett. "Ef Gyarnit'd vote faw the things o' one common welfare an' gen'l progress an' program, folks – an' niggers too – could affode faw him to vote faw somepm fat oncet in a while an' to evm take sugar on his vote – an' would sen' him to the ligislatur' stid o' me. Thass not sayin' I eveh did aw does take sugar on my vote. Ef I wins a bet oncet in a while on whether a certain bill 'll pass, why, that, along o' my official emoluments an' p'erequisites evince me a sufficient plenty.

      "Wife? – Estravagant? – No! – Oh! you thinkin' o' my secon' wife. Yes, seh, she was too all-fired estravagant! I don't disadmire estravagant people. I'm dreadful estravagant myseff. But Sophronia jess tuck the rag off'n the bush faw estravagance. Silk dresses, wine, jewelry – it's true she mos'ly spent her own green-backs, but thass jess it, you see; I jess had to paht with her, seh! You can asphyxiate that yo'seff, seh.

      "Now this wife I got now – eh? No, I ain't never ezac'ly hear the news that the other one dead, but I suspicioned her, befo' she lef', o' bein' consumpted, an' – O anyhow she's dead to me, seh! Now, the nex' time I marries – eh? – O yes, but the present Mis' Leggett can't las' much longeh, seh. I mistakened myseff when I aspoused her. I'm a man o' rich an' abundant natu'e an' ought to a-got a spouse consistent with my joys an' destinies. I may have to make a sawt o' Emp'ess Josephine o' her – ef she lives.

      "Y'ought to see the nex' one! – Seh? – Engaged? – No, not yit; she as shy as a crow an' – ezac'ly the same colo'! – I'm done with light-complected women, seh. – But y'ought to see this-yeh one! – Shy as a pa't'idge! But I'm hot on her trail. She puttend to be tarrible shocked – well, o' co'se thass right! – Hid away in the hills – at Rosemont. But I kin git her on a day's notice. All I got to espress myself is – Majo' Gyarnit, seh! – Ef you continues faw twenty-fo' hours mo' to harbor the girl Johanna, otherwise Miss Wisdom, the Black Diana an' sim'lar names, I shall imbibe it my jewty to the gen'l welfare an' public progress to renovate yo' rememb'ance of a vas'ly diff'ent an' mo' financial matteh, as per my letteh to you of sich a date about seven year' ago an' not an's'd yit, an' tell what I know about you. Thass all I'll say. Thass all I haf to say! An' mebbe I won't haf to say that. Faw I'm tryin' love lettehs on her; wrote the fus' one this evenin'; on'y got two mo' to write. My third inevasively fetches 'em down the tree, seh!"

      The lobbyist revived the subject of politics, the publican went after hot water for a punch, and the eavesdroppers slipped away.

      Early the following week Mr. Leggett reclined in his seat in the House of Representatives. His boots were on his desk, and he tapped them with his sword-cane while he waited to back up with his vote a certain bet of the Friday night before. A speaker of his own party was alluding to him as the father of free schools in Blackland and Clear water; but he was used to this and only closed his eyes. A page brought his mail. It was small. One letter was perfumed. He opened it and sat transfixed with surprise, and a-tremble between vanity and doubt, desire and trepidation. He bent his beaded eyes close over the sweet thing and read its first page again and again. It might – it might be an imposture; but it had come in a Rosemont envelope, and it was signed Johanna Wisdom.

      The House began to vote. He answered to his name; the bill passed, his bet was won. Adjournment followed. He hurried out and away, and down in a suburban lane entered his snug, though humble, "bo'd'n' house," locked his door, and read again.

      Two or three well-known alumni of Rosemont and two or three Northern capitalists – railroad prospectors – were, on the following Friday, at the Swanee Hotel to be the guests of the Duke of Suez, as Ravenel was fondly called by the Rosemont boys. To show Suez at its best by night as well as by day, there was to be a Rosemont-Montrose ball in the hotel dining-room. Major Garnet opposed its being called СКАЧАТЬ