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"He's going to have us arrested for trespassing on his land!" with a roguish glance toward the owner. "Then we shall have to invite him to luncheon, shan't we?" Miss Sterling's blue eyes held pleasant twinkles. "It is too pleasant to-day to go to jail!" The gentleman chuckled. "Oh! will you stay?" begged Polly. "You'd better!" urged Miss Sterling.
Sterling's gainsaying had given way on many points; but on others it continued stiff as ever, as may be seen in that article; indeed he fought Parthian-like in such cases, holding out his last position as doggedly as the first: and to some of my notions he seemed to grow in stubbornness of opposition, with the growing inevitability, and never would surrender.
All this was but the preliminary to whatever work might lie in him: and, alas, much other interruption lay between him and that. Sterling's dubieties as to continuing at Bordeaux were quickly decided. The cholera in France, the cholera in Nice, the In fact his moorings were now loose; and having been fairly at sea, he never could anchor himself here again.
My little comedietta "Nine Points of the Law" is free from all critical situations and language, but perhaps Mr. Sterling's part may be too old for your jeune premier. 'There is a piece called the "Secret Agent" well suited to drawing-room theatricals; you might look at it. "You can't marry your Grandmother" is a good one-act piece, free from objectionable situation and dialogue.
Sterling's outlooks and occupations, now that his Spanish friends were gone, must have been of a rather miscellaneous confused description. He had the enterprise of a married life close before him; and as yet no profession, no fixed pursuit whatever.
Perhaps it will yet be given to the public; and in that case be better received than the others were, by men of judgment; and serve to put Sterling's Poetic pretensions on a much truer footing.
These changes of place naturally brought changes in John Sterling's schoolmasters: nor were domestic tragedies wanting, still more important to him.
Steady courage is needed on the Poetic course, as on all courses! Shortly after this Publication, in the beginning of 1842, poor Calvert, long a hopeless sufferer, was delivered by death: Sterling's faithful fellow-pilgrim could no more attend him in his wayfarings through this world. The weary and heavy-laden man had borne his burden well.
Poor noble Sterling, he had struggled so high and gained so little here! But this also he did gain, to be a brave man; and it was much. Summer passed into Autumn: Sterling's earthly businesses, to the last detail of them, were now all as good as done: his strength too was wearing to its end, his daily turn in the Library shrunk now to a span.
Polly glanced whimsically at Miss Sterling's face. "I guess that is the grove you were speaking of," was what she said. Many of the ladies were glad to stop, and scattered stones and mossy logs made pleasant resting places. Doodles played delightfully and finally slipped into a waltz. "Oh, my feet just won't stay still!" cried Miss Crilly. "Come on, Polly!"
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