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I took her to General Van Ness's, where I made her at home. She plays on the piano in a style which may be called superior, and has a most uncommon fine voice, which has been neglected. Pittsburg, April 30, 1805. Arrived in good order yesterday. Find my boat and hands ready. The water high and weather fine. Shall set off in two hours.
Aleck's face lit up, and he once more caught Ness's eyes fixed upon him as he spoke. "Oh, yes," he said; "several." "And you could direct us to their cottages?" "I could," said Aleck, "but I'm not going to." "Well done, Master Aleck!" shouted the gardener. "Silence, sir," said the captain, sternly. "Go on, Aleck."
Ness's joining them gave him leisure to consider a little. The end of his reflections was, that the next day, Monday, he went into the town, and artfully learnt all he could hear about Mr Dunster's character and mode of going on; and with still more skill he extracted the popular opinion as to the embarrassed nature of Mr.
Van Ness's mind, either, as to who the slight erect woman might be who came slowly up the rocky path, one hand on the dog's collar, the folds of her blue dress falling about her like the drapery of an antique statue, the coils of yellow hair only held in place by a black velvet band.
I took her to General Van Ness's, where I made her at home. She plays on the piano in a style which may be called superior, and has a most uncommon fine voice, which has been neglected. Pittsburg, April 30, 1805. Arrived in good order yesterday. Find my boat and hands ready. The water high and weather fine. Shall set off in two hours.
There was one, however, who came as often as his master could give him a holiday long enough to undertake a journey to so distant a place; but few knew of his being a guest at Miss Monro's, though his welcome there was not less hearty than Mr. Ness's this was Dixon.
Van Ness's personality indeed was too potent to admit of his slying unnoticed, like an ordinary human being, in and out of anybody's vision. You might look at him but for a moment, but his majestic port, the fineness of his linen, the very set of his high hat, his Christian benignity and grace, remained with you ever after, a possession of comfort and joy.
But she did not speak, for in a moment she remembered that she had once taken the bread from the wretched woman's mouth. She would not do it again. Mr. Van Ness came beaming down through the lilacs to the arbor, and was received with much reverence by Mrs. Wilde. She was a devout woman, and Pliny Van Ness's name was in all the churches. They all sauntered back to luncheon presently, Mrs.
The addition which Mr. Ness's bequest made to her income would enable her to do not only this, but to relieve Miss Monro of her occupation of teaching; which, at the years she had arrived at, was becoming burdensome. When she proposed the removal to Dixon he shook his head. "It's not that I don't thank you, and kindly, too; but I'm too old to go chopping and changing."
Medical science concedes them a hollow organ for keeping up the circulation. Yet Mrs. Van Ness's heartbreak over the death of her Chinese terrier, Wang, claims a first-page column in the morning edition; her heartburn a complication of midnight terrapin and the strain of her most recent rôle of corespondent obtains her a suite de luxe in a private sanitarium.
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