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It seems to me that I can hear it.9 "'No, Gen. Pike, said Gen. Lyon; 'you imagine so; for I assure you I have watched and listened for some movement on my left. There has been none whatever. "Gen. Shunk came up just at that moment and said: "'Gen. Pike, Gen. Rackett is killed. "'Is that so? He was one of my most faithful Generals.
At the same time the genuine old friends pressed warmly about him, with congratulations, with hints of their sincere readiness to assist in filling the columns of the paper. All this was not disagreeable, but in the meantime Yule had heard nothing whatever from Mr Rackett himself and his doubts did not diminish as week after week went by. The event justified him.
'I've had a talk with Nathaniel Walker, he continued; 'a long talk a talk of vast importance. You know Walker? No, no; how should you? He's a man of business; close friend of Rackett's Rackett, you know, the owner of The Study. Upon this he made a grave pause, and glared more excitedly than ever. 'I have heard of Mr Rackett, said Marian. 'Of course, of course.
We arranged matters so that the Doctor and Smith were to return in one boat to the Saranacs, while Spalding and myself were to move on down the Rackett with the other two. Cullen and Wood were to go with us to Pottsdam, from whence our route lay by railroad to Ogdensburgh. We had, on entering the woods, dispatched our baggage to the former place to await our arrival there.
The man who cannot make a meal where the viands present are moose-meat, bear, jerked venison, fresh trout, and pork, and for drink the best of tea and the purest and coldest spring water, had better keep out of the Rackett woods. The people, whoever they were, who prepared the camp in which we were domiciled, had an eye to convenience and comfort.
We procured fresh grass in which to lay our fish, and green boughs to cover them, and floated on down the stream, entering the Rackett at nine o'clock. The Rackett is a most beautiful river. To me at least it is so, for it flows on its tortuous and winding way for a hundred or more miles through an unbroken forest, with all the old things standing in their primeval grandeur along its banks.
We rose with the dawn the next morning, and before the sun was above the hills we were on our way down the lake, to separate as we struck the Rackett; the Doctor and Smith to return by the way of Keeseville and the Champlain, and Spalding and myself to drift down that pleasant stream to Pottsdam, and thence to the majestic St.
And you must also have heard that Fadge leaves The Study at the end of this year, eh? 'Father told me it was probable. 'Rackett and he have done nothing but quarrel for months; the paper is falling off seriously. Well, now, when I came across Nat Walker this afternoon, the first thing he said to me was, "You know Alfred Yule pretty well, I think?" "Pretty well," I answered; "why?"
Of course Mr Fadge is not immediately responsible; but it'll be unpleasant for him, decidedly unpleasant. He smiled grimly. 'You hear this, Marian? 'How is it explained, father? 'May be accident, of course; but well, there's no knowing. I think it very likely this will be the end of Mr Fadge's tenure of office. Rackett, the proprietor, only wants a plausible excuse for making a change.
Now there had come unexpectedly a gleam of hope. If indeed, the man Rackett thought of offering him the editorship of The Study he might even yet taste the triumphs for which he had so vehemently longed. The Study was a weekly paper of fair repute.
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