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Updated: June 11, 2025


He stopped at Grant's Tomb, looked at the bronze tablet commemorating the visit of Li Hung Chang, then went inside and stared reflectively at the torn and dusty flags. "It was worth the price," he decided. "But," he added, with a certain deep satisfaction, "I'm glad we gave them a run for their money while we were at it!" The Champneyses, one remembers, were on the other side.

Then spoke up small Peter Champneys, standing barefooted and bareheaded, clothed in a coarse blue blouse and a pair of patched and faded denim trousers, but for all that heir to a long line of dead-and-gone Champneyses who had been, whatever their faults, fearless and gallant gentlemen. "Get back there, you, Mosely!"

Threatenin' a father of a family, are you?" Mr. McMasters licked his lips. "Oh, no, Mr. McMasters, I'm not threatening you, at all. I'm just telling you what'll happen." The vestryman reflected. He knew the Champneyses. They had all been men of their word. And fine marksmanship ran in the family.

And hadn't he promised his mother to take it when it came, for the sake of all the Champneyses dead and gone, and for her own sake who had loved him so tenderly and believed in him against all odds? At dawn he stole out of the house, and walked the three miles to the country cemetery where his mother slept beside his father.

In the American Genesis this is the Sarah and these be the Abrahams, the mother and fathers of multitudes. They begin our Begats. Mrs. Champneys sniffed at Mayflower origins, but she was firm on Pocahontas for herself, and adamant on Francis Marion for the Champneyses. The fact that the Indian Maid had but one bantling to her back, and the Swamp Fox none at all, didn't in the least disconcert her.

If he had had any children, they would have ancestored the Champneyses; so there you were! Peter, who had a fashion of thinking his own thoughts and then keeping them to himself, presently hit upon the truth.

His was one of those Carolina coast families that, stripped by the war and irretrievably ruined by Reconstruction, have ever since been steadily decreasing in men, mentality, and money-power, each generation slipping a little farther down hill; until, in the case of the Champneyses, the family had just about reached rock-bottom in himself, the last of them.

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