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Are we not at liberty to borrow an example from the history of President Porter's own college? In the days when the president was a young professor, Yale was a small college and New Haven was a small town. The name of the college then was, to speak mildly, notorious.
But the error of General Lee was never suspected, and this grand opportunity was lost. During the night of the 26th, the heavy artillery and baggage of Porter's corps was all sent across the river. McCall's whole division, except a line of pickets left as a blind, also fell back five miles below, to the vicinity of the bridge at Gaines' Farm, where the three divisions of the corps united.
And then, to the porter's surprise, he dropped a coin into his hand. The porter looked hard at the coin in his hand, and then at the cripple. He was a man of no sentiment, this porter, and so he asked the generous donor bluntly what he wanted for the money. "I only want you to show some consideration and kindness, if possible, to some of the unfortunate inmates of this place," was the reply.
On the last day of December, 1864, Captain Breese, United States Navy, flag-officer to Admiral Porter, reached Savannah, bringing the first news of General Butler's failure at Fort Fisher, and that the general had returned to James River with his land-forces, leaving Admiral Porter's fleet anchored off Cape Fear, in that tempestuous season.
Mistress Margaret was sitting in a tall padded porter's chair reading aloud from an old English mystic, but her sister was paying no attention, and looked strangely at the girl as she came in.
She almost knew she could not see him; yet it seemed like some amends to her conscience for having slept through so many hours of the night if she made the attempt. She went up to the porter's lodge, and asked the little girl sweeping out the place if she might see Abraham Dixon.
"I believe you for I knew your heart. But how then did you explain my silence?" "I had justly offended you by my sudden departure, lady." "Offended! Alas! I never received your letter." "And yet you know that I wrote to you, lady." "Yes, my poor girl; I know, also, that you wrote to me at my porter's lodge.
You'd best go to the doctor's house, out of that gate, across the little square, the house on the far side of the chapel." Railsford, leaving his luggage stacked on the pavement outside the porter's lodge, started off with flushed cheeks to the lion's den. The doctor, said the maid, was in, but was at dinner. The gentleman had better call again in half an hour.
The abbess was watching the children with pleased attention, when one of the lay sisters entered and put a card in her hands, saying that the gentleman and lady were waiting at the porter's wicket, and desired permission to see the interior of the Infant Asylum. "Certainly, they are welcome," said the abbess. "Go and tell Sister Francoise to be their guide."
The supernumerary, who had already asked for his place, watched him as he went, then, when he had closed the door, "Well!" said he, loud enough to be heard by the chief, "there is one who takes it easy." Buvat's presentiments were confirmed. On arriving at the house he asked the porter's wife how Clarice was. "Ah, God be thanked!" replied she; "the poor woman is happy; she suffers no more."
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