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Updated: June 29, 2025
Congressman Cresswell was stirred to his first political activity by the hint given him through Stillings. He not only had a strong personal dislike for Alwyn, but he regarded the promise to him of a high office as a menace to the South.
In two minutes a rock the size of my fist came crashing in at the window; shivered the glass, and the rock fell down at my side; which was a miracle. Not once did I feel alarmed but smiled; while all the passengers were on their feet with fright. I got to Enterprise at night. I stayed all night with Mrs. Hoffman and next morning, I went down to a dive kept by a man named Stillings.
Vanderpool remembered Mrs. Stillings perfectly, and she walked, that evening, through unobtrusive thoroughfares and called on Mrs. Stillings. Had Mrs. Stillings heard of the new art movement? Did she intend to exhibit? Mrs. Stillings did not intend to exhibit as she was sure she would not be welcome.
Wait just a minute." And soon Bles was shaking Senator Smith's hand. "Well, Mr. Alwyn," said the Senator heartily, "you delivered the goods." "Thank you, sir. I tried to." Senator Smith thoughtfully looked him over and drew out the letters. "Your friends, Mr. Alwyn," he said, adjusting his glasses, "have a rather high opinion of you. Here now is Stillings, who helped on the campaign.
"Yes, sir," replied O'Brien, and in a minute another bluecoat was helping the train on its way. If Captain Stillings had wanted a Chinese interpreter he could have gotten one any old thing. The train had no further mishaps, because everything necessary to run a railroad was right here in one company of sixty-two men belonging to the regular army.
A man came to him, a white-faced man, with slightly curling close gray hair, and high-bred ascetic countenance. "You are a stranger?" he asked pleasantly, and Bles liked him. "Yes, sir," he answered, and they fell to talking. He discovered that this was the pastor of the church. "Do you know no one in town?" "One or two of my fellow clerks and Mr. Stillings. Oh, yes, I've met Miss Wynn."
Caroline Wynn, seeing the rocks for which her political craft was headed, adroitly steered several newspaper reports into the waste basket, but Stillings saw to it that a circumstantial account was in the Colored American, and that a copy of this paper was in Congressman Cresswell's hands.
When I was a baby I loved you, but that is long ago. Today, Tom, you're an insufferable cad and I well, I'm too much like you to have two of us in the same family." "But, Stillings!" he burst forth, almost in tears. "The snake what is he?" "Nearly as bad as you, I'll admit; but he has four thousand a year and sense enough to keep it.
Then we'll think further." "Stillings, you look like a fool, but you're a genius." And Teerswell fairly hugged him. A few more details settled, and some more whiskey consumed, and Teerswell went home at midnight in high spirits. Stillings looked into the glass and scowled. "Look like a fool, do I?" he mused. "Well, I ain't!"
Vanderpool easily ascertained and a certain sense of justice combined in a curious way with her political intrigue to bring about the undoing of Mary Cresswell. Mrs. Vanderpool's very first cautious inquiries by way of the back stairs brought gratifying response for did not all black Washington know well of the work in sculpture done by Mrs. Samuel Stillings, nee Wynn? Mrs.
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