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Updated: June 7, 2025
Eben lives on a southern spur, next to Amos Cuthbert, where you can look off for forty miles across the billowy mountains of the west. From no spot in Coniston town is the sunset so fine on distant Farewell Mountain, and Eben's sheep feed on pastures where only mountain-bred sheep can cling and thrive.
Then to the inspiring notes of Eben's silver-plated bugle the boys of the Beaver Patrol left Alabama Camp, and started on the last lap for their home goal. "Hey! look at all the crows flying over, would you?" Seth called this out as he pointed upwards, and the rest of the patrol naturally turned their heads in order to gape.
Old Doctor Tuthill had died some months before, and now the county circuit was Doctor Eben's. His love of his profession was a passion, and nothing now stood in the way of his gratifying it to the utmost. Hetty would have liked to be omniscient that she might procure for him all he could desire. Every morning they might be seen dashing over the country with a pair of fleet, strong gray horses.
"Whew! did you ever see such a flock of the old caw-caws?" burst out Eben. "Give 'em a toot from your bugle, and see what they think?" suggested Jotham. "For goodness sake, be careful," broke in Fritz, "because they might be so knocked in a heap at Eben's fine playing, they'd take a tumble, and nearly smother the lot of us. We'd think it was raining crow, all right."
And while the coffee was coming she sought out Eben's hand again and turned to gaze at him with such tell-tale eyes that the spinster cousin, blushing a little, looked at once away, and wondered how it would seem to be so foolish and so fond. Ellen Withington and her mother lived in a garden.
I want to stay right by this winder, so's I kin see the river as soon as it gits light enough. I'm anxious to know whar the 'Eb an' Flo' is aground. She must be hard on by this time. Wonder how Eben's makin' out." "The poor boy must be greatly worried, Sam'l. Maybe he'll come home before morning." "Mebbe he will, Martha. I never thought of that. But he'll not worry about the loss of the boat.
"Is she did you where is her home?" she stammered. A great light broke in on Dr. Eben's mind. "Good God!" he cried. "Hetty, it is not possible that you thought I loved Rachel?" "No," said Hetty. "I only thought you could love her, if it were right; and if I were dead it would be." A look of horror deepened on the doctor's face. The idea thus suggested to his mind was terrible.
She would have been to Hetty only the suggestion of a possible ideal wife, who, had she lived, and had she entered into Dr. Eben's life, might have made him happier than Hetty could. But Rachel grew better and stronger every day. Early in the spring she began to walk, creeping about, at first, like a little child just learning to walk, by pushing a chair before her.
And here was a way to save him from ruin. "Won't you say it for me, Gracie?" pleaded Captain Eben. She hesitated no longer. "Yes, uncle," she answered through tears, "if Nat wants me he can have me." Keziah clasped her hands. Captain Eben's face lit up with a great joy. "Thank the Almighty!" he exclaimed. "Lord, I do thank you.
In a little while she would be unless she halted here holding up her hand for Eben's ring, and at the thought a sickness swept over her. It was impossible. Instead of victory it was, after all, an abject and hideous surrender. She could not face it and all that must come after it. Then she heard a feeble rap on her door.
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