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Alas, I have neither the skill nor the scalpel to show the diseases of Mr. Hopper's mind; if, indeed, he had any. Conscience, when contracted, is just as troublesome as croup. Mr. Hopper was thoroughly healthy. He had ambition, as I have said. But he was not morbidly sensitive.
King James was the biggest cattleman between the Alamo plaza in San Antone and Bill Hopper's saloon in Brownsville. Also he was the loudest and most offensive bully and braggart and bad man in southwest Texas. And he always made good whenever he bragged; and the more noise he made the more dangerous he was.
Towered was the impression that came to Virginia then, and so she thought of the scene ever afterward. Small bits, like points of tempered steel, glittered in Stephen's eyes, and his hands following up the mastery he had given them clutched Mr. Hopper's shoulders. Twice Stephen shook him so that his head beat upon the table. "You you beast!" he cried, but he kept his voice low.
Fear etched an ineffaceable portrait of him on Mr. Hopper's mind, so that he knew him instantly when he saw him years afterward. Little did he reckon that the fourth time he was to see him this man was to be President of the United States. He wore a close-cropped beard, an old blue army overcoat, and his trousers were tucked into a pair of muddy cowhide boots.
Hopper's face was not pleasant to see as he emerged. But at sight of Judge Whipple on the steps his suavity returned. "The Colonel will be in any minute, sir," said he. But the Judge walked past him without reply, and into the office. Captain Brent, seeing him; sprang to his feet. "Well, well, Judge," said he, heartily, "you fellows have done it now, sure.
But instead of keeping his agreement honorably, he went to that city several weeks before the specified time, watched for his bondman, seized him, and conveyed him to Friend Hopper's office. When the promised two hundred dollars were offered, he refused to accept them. "Why, that is the sum thou hast agreed upon," said Friend Hopper. "I know that," replied the Colonel; "but I won't take it now.
To be humbled meant, in Mr. Hopper's philosophy, to lose one's money. It was thus he gauged the importance of his acquaintances; it was thus he hoped some day to be gauged. And he trusted and believed that the time would come when he could give his fillip to the upper rim of fortune's wheel, and send it spinning downward. Mr. Hopper was drinking his tea and silently forming an estimate.
Being on a visit in Friend Hopper's vicinity, she had again and again passed his dwelling, looking wistfully at the windows to catch a sight of him; but when she attempted to enter her courage failed. "But I must return home to-morrow," said she, "and I could not go away without once more seeing and thanking him who saved me from ruin."
The master soon came to Friend Hopper's house, described the lad's dress and appearance, and inquired whether he had seen him. He admitted that he had, but declined telling where he was. The master made some severe remarks about the meanness of tampering with gentlemen's servants, and went away.
"'A pilgrim stranger here I roam, From place to place I'm driven; My friends are gone, and I'm in gloom; This earth is all a lonely tomb; I have no home but heaven. "Go on in the work of humanity and love, till the Good Master shall say, 'It is enough. Come up higher." Nearly all the domestics in Friend Hopper's neighborhood attended the funeral solemnities.
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