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SATANSTOE; OR, THE LITTLEPAGE MANUSCRIPTS
some of you; but I will run ahead and let her know the glad tidings. It is but fi ve minutes since I left her, starting at every sound, lest it prove the foot of some ill-omened messenger».
Guert stopped to say no more. In a minute he was inside of Herman Mordaunt’s house – in another Anneke and Mary Wallace were locked in each other’s arms. After exchanging salutes, Mrs. Bogart was conveyed to her own residence, and there was a termination to that memorable expedition.
Guert had less to communicate, in the way of dangers and marvels, than I had anticipated. It seemed, that when he and Miss Wallace reached the inner margin of the last island, a large cake of ice had entered the strait, and got jammed; or rather, that it went through, forced by the tremendous pres­sure above; though not without losing large masses, as it came in contact with the shores, and grinding much of its ma­terial into powder, by the attrition. Guert’s presence of mind and decision did him excellent service here. Without delaying an instant, the moment it was in his power, he led Mary on that cake, and crossed the narrow branch of the river, which alone separated him from the main land, on it, dry-shod. The wa­ter was beginning to fi nd its way over this cake, as it usually did on all those that lay low, and which even stopped in their progress; but this did not offer any serious obstacles to persons who were so prompt Safe themselves, our friends remained to see if we could not be induced to join them; and the call we heard, was from Guert, who had actually re-crossed to the is­land, in the hope of meeting us, and directing us to a place of safety. Guert never said anything to me on the subject, himself; but I subsequently gathered from Mary Wallace’s accounts,
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that the young man did not rejoin her without a good deal of hazard and diffi culty, and after a long and fruitless search for his companions. Finding it useless to remain any longer on the river-side, Guert and his companion held their way to­wards Albany. About midnight they reached the ferry, oppo­site to the town; having walked quite six miles, fi lled with un­easiness on account of those who had been left behind. Guert was a man of decision, and he wisely determined it would be better to proceed, than to attempt waking up the inmates of any of the houses he passed. The river was now substantially free from ice, though running with great velocity. But, Guert was an expert oarsman; and, fi nding a skiff, he persuaded Mary Wallace to enter it; actually succeeding, by means of the ed­dies, in landing her within ten feet of the very spot where the hand-sled had deposited him and myself, only a few days before. From this point, there was no diffi culty in walking home; and Miss Wallace actually slept in her own bed, that eventful night if, indeed, she could sleep.
Such was the termination of this adventure; one that I have rightly termed memorable. In the end, Jack and Moses came in safe and sound; having probably swum ashore. They were found in the public road, only a short distance from the town, and were brought in to their master the same day. Every one who took any interest in horses – and what Dutchman does not? – knew Jack and Moses, and there was no diffi culty in as­certaining to whom they belonged. What is singular, however, both sleighs were recovered; though at long intervals of time, and under very different circumstances. That of Guert, wolves’ skins and all, actually went down the whole length of the riv-
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er on the ice; passing out to sea through the Narrows. It must have gone by New York in the night, or doubtless it would have been picked up; while the diffi culty of reaching it, was its pro­tector on the descent, above the town. Once outside of the Nar­rows, it was thrown by the tide and winds upon the shore of Staten Island; where it was hauled to land, housed, and, being properly advertised in our New York paper, Guert actually got tidings of it in time to receive it, skins and all, by one of the fi rst sloops that ascended the Hudson that year; which was with­in a fortnight after the river had opened. The year 1758 was one of great activity, on account of the movements of the army, and no time was then unnecessarily lost.
The history of Herman Mordaunt’s sleigh was very differ­ent. The poor bays must have drowned soon after we saw them fl oating past us in the torrent. Of course, life had no sooner left them, than they sank to the bottom of the river, carry­ing with them the sleigh to which they were still attached. In a few days the animals rose to the surface – as is usual with all swollen bodies – bringing up the sleigh again. In this con­dition, the wreck was overtaken by a downward bound sloop, the men of which saved the sleigh, harness, skins, foot-stoves, and such other articles as would not fl oat away.
Our adventure made a good deal of noise in the circle of Albany; and I have reason to think that my own conduct was approved by those who heard of it. Bulstrode paid me an espe­cial visit of thanks, the very day of my return, when the follow­ing conversation took place between us: –
«You seem fated, my dear Corny», the Major observed, af­ter he had paid the usual compliments, «to be always serving
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me in the most material way, and I scarcely know how to ex­press all I feel on the occasion. First, the lion, and now this affair of the river – but, that Guert will drown, or make away with the whole family before the summer is over, unless Mr. Mordaunt puts a stop to his interference».
«This accident was one that might have overtaken the old­est and most prudent man in Albany. The river seemed as solid as the street when we went on it; and another hour, even as it was, would have brought us all home, in entire safety».
«Ay, but that hour came near bringing death and deso­lation into the most charming family in the colony; and you have been the means of averting the heaviest part of the blow. I wish to Heaven, Littlepage, that you would consent to come into the army! Join us as a volunteer, the moment we move, and I will write to Sir Harry to obtain a pair of colours for you. As soon as he hears that we are indebted to your coolness and courage for the life of Miss Mordaunt, he will move heaven and earth, to manifest his gratitude. The instant this good par­ent made up his mind to accept Miss Mordaunt as a daughter, he began to consider her as a child of his own».
«And Anneke – Miss Mordaunt, herself, Mr. Bulstrode – does she regard Sir Harry as a father?»
«Why, that must be coming by slow degrees, as a matter of course, you know. Women are slower than us men to admit such totally novel impressions; and I dare say Anneke fancies one father enough for her, just at this moment: though she sends very pleasant messages to Sir Harry, I can assure you, when in the humour! But, what makes you so grave, my good Corny?»
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«Mr. Bulstrode, I conceive it no more than fair, to be as honest as yourself in this matter. You have told me that you are a suitor for Miss Mordaunt’s hand; I will now own to you that I am your rival».
My companion heard this declaration with a quiet smile, and the most perfect good-nature.
«So you actually wish to become the husband of Anneke Mordaunt, yourself, my dear Corny, do you?» he said, so coolly, that I was at a loss to know of what sort of materials the man could be made.
«I do, Major Bulstrode – it is the fi rst and last wish of my heart».
«Since you seem disposed to reciprocate my confi dence you will not take offence if I ask you a question or two!»
«Certainly not, sir; your own frankness shall be a rule for my government».
«Have you ever let Miss Mordaunt know that such are your wishes?»
«I have, sir; and that in the plainest terms – such as cannot well be misunderstood».
«What! last night? – On that infernal ice! – While she thought her life was in your hands!»
«Nothing was said on the subject, last night, for we had other thoughts to occupy our minds».
«It would have been a most ungenerous thing to take ad­vantage of a lady’s fears –»
«Major Bulstrode! – I cannot submit –»
«Hush, my dear Corny», interrupted the other, holding out a hand in a most quiet and friendly manner; «there must
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be no misunderstanding between you and me. Men are never greater simpletons, than when they let the secret conscious­ness of their love of life push them into swaggering about their honour; when their honour has, in fact, nothing to do with the matter in hand. I shall not quarrel with you; and must beg you, in advance, to receive my apologies for any little inde­corum into which I may be betrayed by surprise; as for great pieces of indecorum, I shall endeavour to avoid them».
«Enough has been said, Mr. Bulstrode; I am no wrangler, to quarrel with a shadow; and, I trust, not in the least, that most contemptible of all human beings, a social bully, to be on all occasions menacing the sword or the pistol. Such men usually do nothing, when matters come to a crisis. Even when they fi ght, they fi ght bunglingly, and innocently».
«You are right, Littlepage, and I honour your sentiments. I have remarked that the most expert swordsman with his tongue, and the deadest shot at a shingle, are commonly as in­nocent as lambs of the shedding of blood on the ground. They can sometimes screw themselves up to meet an adversary, but it exceeds their powers to use their weapons properly, when it comes to serious work. The swaggerer is ever a coward at heart, however well he may wear a mask for a time. But enough of this. – We understand each other, and are to remain friends, under all circumstances. May I question further?»
«Ask what you please, Bulstrode – I shall answer, or not, at my own discretion».
«Then, permit me to inquire, if Major Littlepage has autho­rized you to offer proper settlements?»
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«I am authorized to offer nothing. – Nor is it usual for the husband to make settlements on his wife, in these col­onies, further than what the law does for her, in favour of her own. The father, sometimes, has a care for the third gen­eration. I should expect Herman Mordaunt to settle his es­tate on his daughter, and her rightful heirs, let her marry whom she may».
«Ay, that is a very American notion; and one on which Herman Mordaunt, who remembers his extraction, will be little likely to act. Well, Corny, we are rivals, as it would seem; but that is no reason we should not remain friends. We under­stand each other – though, perhaps, I ought to tell you all».
«I should be glad to know all, Mr. Bulstrode; and can meet my fate, I hope, like a man. Whatever it may cost me, if Anneke prefer another, her happiness will be dearer to me than my own».
«Yes, my dear fellow, we all say and think so at one-and­twenty; which is about your age, I believe. At two-and-twenty, we begin to see that our own happiness has an equal claim on us; and, at three-and-twenty, we even give it the preference. However, I will be just, if I am selfi sh. I have no reason to be­lieve Anne Mordaunt does prefer me; though my perhaps is not altogether without a meaning, either».
«In which case, I may possibly be permitted to know to what it refers?»
«It refers to the father; and, I can tell you, my fi ne fellow, that fathers are of some account, in the arrangement of mar­riages between parties of any standing. Had not Sir Harry au­thorized my own proposals, where should I have been? Not
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a farthing of settlement could I have offered, while he re­mained Sir Harry; notwithstanding I had the prodigious ad­vantage of the entail. I can tell you what it is, Corny; the ex­isting power is always an important power since we all think more of the present time, than of the future. That is the reason so few of us get to Heaven. As for Herman Mordaunt, I deem it no more than fair to tell you, he is on my side, heart and hand. He likes my offers of settlement; he likes my family; he likes my rank, civil and military; and I am not altogether without the hope, that he likes me».
I made no direct answer, and the conversation soon changed. Bulstrode’s declaration, however, caused me to re­member both the speech and manner of Herman Mordaunt, when he thanked me for saving his daughter’s life. I now be­gan to refl ect on it; and refl ected on it much during the next few months. In the end, the reader will learn the effect it had on my happiness.
CHAPTER XVIII
“Good Sir, why do you start; and seem to fear
Things that do sound so fair? I’ the name of truth,
Are ye fantastical, or that indeed
Which outwardly ye show?”
Banquo.
As I have said already, the adventure on the river made a good deal of noise, in that simple community; and it had the effect to render Guert and myself a sort of heroes, in a small way; bringing me much more into notice, than would other­wise have been the case. I thought that Guert, in particular, would be likely to reap its benefi t; for, various elderly persons, who were in the habit of frowning, whenever his name was mentioned, I was given to understand, could now smile; and two or three of the most severe among the Albany moralists, were heard to say that, «after all, there was some good about that Guert Ten Eyck». The reader will not require to be told, that a high-school moralist, in a place as retired and insulated as Albany, must necessarily be a being that became subject to a very severe code. Morality, as I understand the matter, has a good deal of convention about it. There is town-morality and
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country-morality, all over the world, as they tell me. But, in America, our morals were, and long have been, separated into three great and very distinct classes; viz. – New England, or puritan-morals; middle colonies, or liberal morals; and south­ern colonies, or latitudinarian morals. I shall not pretend to point out all the shades of difference in these several schools; though that in which I had myself been taught, was necessarily the most in conformity with my own tastes. There were minor shades to be found in the same school; Guert and myself be­longing to different classes. His morals were of the Dutch class; while mine more properly belonged to the English. The great characteristic of the Dutch school, was the tendency to excess that prevailed, when indulgences were sought. With them, it did not rain often; but, when it did rain, it was pretty certain to pour. Old Col. Follock was a case in point, on this scare; nor was his son Dirck, young and diffi dent as he was, altogether an ex­ception to the rule. There was not a more respectable man in the colony, in the main, than Col. Van Valkenburgh. He was well connected; had a handsome unencumbered estate; and money at interest; – was a principal prop, in the church of his neighbourhood; was esteemed as a good husband; a good fa­ther; a true friend; a kind neighbour; an excellent, and loyal subject, and a thoroughly honest man. Nevertheless, Col. Van Valkenburgh had his weak times and seasons. He would have a frolic; and the Dominie was obliged to wink at this propen­sity. Mr. Worden often nicknamed him Col. Frolic. His frolics might be divided into two classes; viz. the moderate and im­moderate. Of the fi rst, he had two or three turns a year; and these were the occasions on which he commonly visited Sa-
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