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Updated: May 11, 2025
Well, dame, you have two fair boys; I would I could borrow one, for Dame Bolton and I live childless in our old hall. Come, little fellows, which of you will go with me?" The trembling mother, half-fearing as he spoke, drew the children towards her, one with either hand, while they both answered the stranger.
Silence was particularly golden in these days, and in the stillness of the night the little click of a sheep's trotters descending a mountain pathway was often mistaken for the clank of a scabbard point, or the clink of a gun-butt striking a loose stone. Girls in moorland farms lay awake, half-fearing, half-hoping to hear the saddle-chains of the laden horses, each led by a lover or a brother.
For a while I stared up at this rusty grating, half-fearing I was going mad at last, yet when I thought to look below, there on the floor lay the shapeless something where it had fallen.
Now as Betty crept cautiously about, peering and hoping with a half-fearing expectation, a sweet, threadlike wail trembled out toward her across the moonlit and shadowed space. Her father was tuning his violin. Her mother sat at his side, hushing Bobby in her arms. Betty could hear the sound of her rockers on the porch floor.
At Chicago are a wider table, higher stakes, more desperate throws, and Fate herself presiding, or what seems Fate, at once partial and inexorable. But, on this great scale, even success fails to bring smiles. The winners sit "with hair on end at their own wonders," and half-fearing that such golden showers have some illusion about them and may prove fairy favors at last.
She touched them, as if half-fearing they would melt away, or, like elfin money, change into withered leaves. Then, brightly smiling, she took them up, one by one and told them into her mother's lap. "Take them, darling my first earnings; and kiss me: kiss your happy little girl!" How sweet was that moment worth whole years of after-fame!
Had it been a white person who rested there, not half so fearful would have been the spot; now, however, it was "the old nigger hole" a place to run by if by accident you were caught out after dark a place to be threatened with if you cried in the night and wanted the candle lighted a landmark where to stop when going part way home with the little girl who had been to visit you, and who, on leaving you, ran no less swiftly than you yourself did, half-fearing that the dusky form in the holly would rise and try his skill at running.
"Did he " The young man paused, half-fearing to ask the question. Joshua again ran his rough palm across his eyes. Then, in dumb grief, he set the edge of his right hand against his left wrist, the left hand to the right wrist, and then marked a place on each leg above the ankle. "All off there, Mr. Parker." The old man bent his head into his hollowed palms. Tears trickled through his fingers.
She never knew how the sight of her standing before them, like a poor little ghost, with her white, appealing eyes, touched one of these two women to the heart. There was something pathetic in her very figure something indescribably so in her half-humble, half-fearing voice. Pamela rose up from the horse-hair sofa, and went to her.
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