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"At ten minutes before five, on Tuesday, the tenth of January, the Pemberton Mill, all hands being at the time on duty, fell to the ground." So the record flashed over the telegraph wires, sprang into large type in the newspapers, passed from lip to lip, a nine days' wonder, gave place to the successful candidate, and the muttering South, and was forgotten.
This cut off the last possible chance of communication between Pemberton and Johnston, as it enabled Lauman to close up on McClernand's left while Herron intrenched from Lauman to the water's edge. At this point the water recedes a few hundred yards from the high land. Through this opening no doubt the Confederate commanders had been able to get messengers under cover of night.
"Father, did you hear that terrible racket just now?" asked Mrs. Pemberton. "I thought the side of the house had fallen in." "What racket?" demanded the squire, pausing in his excited walk. "I am sure they have broken something." "It sounded as though it was down cellar," added Susan, the daughter. "What was it?" asked the father. "I don't know. It sounded like breaking boards.
I was sustained in my resolution to conquer this besetting weakness, from a vague horror and fear that, should I suffer it to gain further ascendency, I might fall back into habitual lethargies, and, remembering what Dr. Pemberton had said, I was determined, if possible, to throw off that incubus of my being, by the strength of my own will, aided by God's mercy.
Explains a lot." "But," continued Ransford, "what I have to tell you now is of a much more serious and confidential nature. Now, do you know but, of course, you don't! that your proceedings tonight were watched?" "Watched!" exclaimed Mitchington. "Who watched us?" "Harker, for one," answered Ransford. "And for another my late assistant, Mr. Pemberton Bryce." Mitchington's jaw dropped.
There was danger of his coming to the assistance of Pemberton, and after all he might defeat my anticipations of capturing the garrison if, indeed, he did not prevent the capture of the city. The immediate capture of Vicksburg would save sending me the reinforcements which were so much wanted elsewhere, and would set free the army under me to drive Johnston from the State.
As for those courtesies which the old need, to soften the sense of declining faculties and failing attractions, the younger pastor bestowed them in public, but was negligent of them, to say the least, when not on exhibition. Good old Father Pemberton could not love this man, but he would not hate him, and he never complained to him or of him.
Ellis felt despondent. He had done his utmost to serve and to please Miss Pemberton, but was not likely, he foresaw, to derive much benefit from his opportunity. Delamere was evidently as much or more in her thoughts by reason of his absence than if he had been present. If the door should have been opened, and she should see him from the hall upon their return, Ellis could not help it.
"There is a dead man down here!" he called up the staircase, in quaking tones. "Mercy on us!" exclaimed Mrs. Pemberton. "Who is he?" "I don't know," replied the squire. "Look and see who it is, father," added Mrs. Pemberton. "Perhaps he isn't dead." "Stone dead," persisted the squire. "He fell into the cellar and broke his neck." "Go and see who it is will you?"
Youth perhaps becomes more easily hardened in war than middle age, or perhaps it thinks less of consequences. The Union cannon, many of great weight and power, had begun already to fire upon Vicksburg. Huge shells and shot were rained upon the city. Pemberton had two hundred guns facing the river and the army, but to spare his ammunition they made little reply. Dick looked back now and then.
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