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It is, perhaps, natural that the bride should wish to see only familiar faces at this time, and it was thoughtful of you to remember this, but, as papa says, the affair will soon be over." "And then," resumed Strahan, "I have a little pie to show you, Miss Marian, in which Merwyn had a big finger." "I thought that was an affair between ourselves," said Merwyn, throwing off his overcoat.
I also hear that they have been hob-nobbing with the English aristocracy, who look upon us Yankees as a 'blasted lot of cads, you know. Shall I bring young Merwyn over to see you after he arrives?" "As you please," she replied, with an indifferent shrug. Strahan had a half-formed scheme in his mind, but when he called upon young Merwyn he was at first inclined to hesitate.
Rarely has history reached a more dramatic climax, and seldom have the great scenes of men's actions been more swiftly shifted. Merwyn attended this great mass-meeting, and was silent when the thousands applauded. In coming out he saw, while unobserved himself, Mr. Vosburgh, and was struck by the proud, contemptuous expression of his face.
Merwyn recognized the surgeon he had met before, and said: "You know the man I brought a few hours since. This is his wife." The surgeon looked grave and hesitated. "What have ye done wid him?" Sally almost screamed. "Are ye no better than the bloody villains in the strates?" "My good woman," began the surgeon, "you must be more composed and reasonable. We try to save life when there is life "
"No," said Merwyn, sternly, "if there is a free State left at the North, I will work there with my own hands for a livelihood, rather than have any part or lot in this Southern empire. Yet what can I ever appear to be but a shrinking coward? An owner of slaves all her life, my mother has made a slave of me. She has fettered my very soul.
Thank you for such faith as you have had in me;" and he moved off with the others. Mr. Vosburgh muttered, "I shall see this fight, and I shall solve that embodied mystery whom we have thought a coward;" and he followed so near as to keep Merwyn under his eye. A black, sulphurous cloud was rising in the west.
A coarse, selfish man always cuts a sorry figure in a sick-room, and shuns its trying duties even in spite of the strongest obligations. You remember Mrs. Strahan's tribute to Merwyn. Yet there was no parade of his vigils, nor did he seek to make capital out of them with you.
While they gave their reports Mr. Vosburgh made them take a hearty supper, and Marian waited on them with a grace that doubled their incentive to serve their chief. But more than once she sighed, "Merwyn does not come." Then the thought flashed upon her: "Perhaps he cannot come. He may be battered and dying in the muddy streets."
In any event the great North and West, with the immense tides of immigration pouring in, will so preponderate as to be overshadowing. The Southern empire, of which Mrs. Merwyn dreams, would dwindle rather than grow. Human slavery, right or wrong, is contrary to the spirit of the age. But enough of this political discussion. I only touch upon it to influence your action.
At that very hour Merwyn sat alone in his elegant home, his face buried in his hands, the very picture of dejection. Before him on the table lay the journal from which he had read the same words which Marian had applied to him in bitter scorn. An open letter was also upon the table, and its contents had slain his hope. Mrs. Merwyn had answered his appeal characteristically.
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