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SATANSTOE; OR, THE LITTLEPAGE MANUSCRIPTS
fast; and it could not be long before the great movements of the year must commence. Several regiments had arrived in the colonies, and various offi cers of note and rank had accom­panied them. Among others who had thus crossed the Atlantic for the fi rst time, was my Lord Howe, a young soldier of whom fame spoke favourably, and from whom much was expected in the course of the anticipated service of the year. While we were talking over these things, Herman Mordaunt re-entered the room, after a short absence, and he took me with him to examine his preparations for transporting the ladies to Raven­snest. As we went along, the discourse was maintained, and I learned many things from my older and intelligent compan­ion, that were new to me.
«New lords, new laws, they say, Corny», continued Her­man Mordaunt; «and this Mr. Pitt, the great commoner, as some persons call him, is bent on making the British empire feel the truth of the axiom. Everything is alive in the colonies, and the sluggish period of Lord Loudon’s command is passed. Gen. Abercrombie, an offi cer from whom much is expected, is now at the head of the King’s troops, and there is every pros­pect of an active and most important campaign. The disgrac­es of the few last years must be wiped out, and the English name be made once more to be dreaded on this continent. The Lord Howe of whom Anneke spoke, is said to be a young man of merit, and to possess the blood of our Hanoverian monarchs; his mother being a half-sister, in the natural way, of his pres­ent Majesty».
Herman Mordaunt then spoke more fully of his own plans for the summer – expressed his happiness at knowing
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that Dirck and myself were to be what he called his neigh­bours – though, on a more exact computation, it was ascer­tained, that the nearest boundaries of the two patents, that of Ravensnest, and that of Mooseridge, lay quite fourteen miles apart, with a dense and virgin forest between them. Neverthe­less, this would be making us neighbours, in a certain sense; as gentlemen always call men of their own class neighbours, when they live within visiting distance, or near enough to be seen once or twice in a year. And such men are neighbours, in the sense that is most essential to the term – they know each other better; understand each other better; sympathize more freely; have more of the intercourse that makes us judges of motives, principles, and character, twenty-fold, than he who lives at the gate, and merely sees the owner of the grounds pass in and out, on his daily avocations. There is, and can be no greater absurdity, than to imagine that the sheer neighbour­hood, or proximity of position, makes men acquainted. That was one of Jason Newcome’s Connecticut notions. Having been educated in a state of society in which all associated on a certain footing of intimacy, and in which half the diffi culties that occurred were «told to the church», he was for ever fan­cying he knew all the gentry of Westchester, because he had lived a year or two in the county; when, in fact, he had never spoken to one in a dozen of them. I never could drive this notion out of his head, however; for looking often at a man, or occasionally exchanging a bow with him on the highway, he would insist was knowing him, or what he called, being «well acquainted;» a very favourite expression of the Danbury man’s; though their sympathies, habits, opinions, and feelings,
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created so vast a void between the parties, they hardly under­stood each other’s terms, and ordinary language, when they did begin to converse, as sometimes happened. Notwithstand­ing all this, Jason insisted to the last that he knew every gentle­man in the county, whom he had been accustomed to hear alluded to in discourse, and when he had seen them once or twice, though it were only at church. But Jason had a very fl at­tering notion, generally, of his own acquisitions on all subjects.
Herman Mordaunt had made careful provision for the con­templated journey; having caused a covered vehicle to be con­structed, that could transport not only himself and the ladies, but many articles of furniture that would be required during their residence in the forest. Another conveyance, strong, spa­cious, and covered, was also prepared for the blacks, and an­other portion of the effects. He pointed out all these arrange­ments to me with great satisfaction, dwelling on the affection and spirit of the girls with a pleasure he did not affect to con­ceal. For my own part, I have always been of opinion, that An­neke was solely infl uenced by pure, natural regard, in forming her indiscreet resolution; while her father was governed by the secret expectation that the movement would leave open the means of receiving visits and communications from Bul­strode, during most of the summer. I commended the arrange­ments, made one or two suggestions of my own in behalf of Anneke and Mary, and we returned to our several homes.
A day or two after this visit to the workshops, and the con­versation related, the –th took up its line of march for the north. The troops defi led through the narrow streets in the neighbourhood of the barracks, half an hour after the ap-
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pearance of the sun, preceded and followed by a long train of baggage-wagons. They marched without tents, however, it be­ing well understood that they were going into a region where the axe could at any time cover thousands of men, in about the time that a camp could be laid out, and the canvass spread. Hutting was the usual mode of placing an army under cover in the forest; and a dozen marches would take the battalion to the point where it was intended it should remain, as a sup­port to two or three other corps still further in advance, and to keep open the communications.
Bulstrode, however, did not quit Albany in company with his regiment. I had been invited, with Guert and Dirck, to breakfast at Herman Mordaunt’s that morning; and, as we ap­proached the door, I saw the Major’s groom walking his own and his master’s horse, in the street, near by. This was a sign we were to have the pleasure of Bulstrode’s company at breakfast. Accordingly, on entering the room, we found him present, in the uniform of an offi cer of his rank, about to commence a march in the forests of America. I thought him melancholy, as if sad at parting; but my most jealous observation could de­tect no sign of similar feeling on the part of Anneke. She was not quite as gay as usual, but she was far from being sad.
«I leave you, ladies, with the deepest regret», said Bul­strode, while at table, «for you have made this country more than a home to me – you have rendered it dear».
This was said with feeling; more than I had ever seen Bul­strode manifest before, and more than I had given him cred­it for possessing. Anneke coloured a little; but there was no
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tremor in the beautiful hand, that held a highly-wrought little tea-pot suspended over a cup, at that very moment.
«We shall soon meet again, Harry», Herman Mordaunt re­marked, in a tone of strong affection; «for, our party will not be a week behind you. Remember, we are to be good neighbours, as well as neighbours; and, if the mountain will not come to Mahomet, Mahomet must go to the mountain».
«Which means, Mr. Bulstrode», said Mary Wallace, with one of her sweet smiles, and one that was as open and nat­ural as childhood itself, «that you are Mahomet, and we are the mountain. Ladies can neither travel, with comfort, in a wil­derness, nor visit a camp, with propriety, if they would».
«They tell me, I shall not be in a camp at all», answered the soldier; «but in good, comfortable log-barracks, that have been built for us by the battalion we relieve. I am not with­out hopes, they will be such as even ladies will not disdain to use, on an emergency. There ought to be no Mahomet, and no mountain, between such old and intimate friends».
The conversation then turned on the plans and expecta­tions of the respective parties; and the usual promises were made, of being sociable and good neighbours, as had just been suggested. Herman Mordaunt evidently wished to consider Bulstrode as one of his family; a feeling that might excuse it­self to the world, on the score of consanguinity; but which, it was easy enough, for me, to see, had its origin in a very dif­ferent cause. When Bulstrode rose to take his leave, I wished myself away, on account of the exhibition of concern it pro­duced; while the desire to watch the effect on Anneke, would
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have kept me rooted to the fl oor, even had it been proper that I should retire.
Bulstrode was more affected than I could have thought possible. He took one of Herman Mordaunt’s hands into his own, and pressed it warmly, for some little time, before he could speak at all.
«God only knows what this summer is to see, and whether we are ever to meet again, or not», he then said, «but, come what may, the past, the happy past, is so much gained from the commonplace. If you never hear of me again, my dear kins­man, my letters to England will give you a better account of my gratitude, than anything I can say in words. They have been written as your kindnesses have been bestowed; and they faithfully pourtray the feelings to which your hospitality and friendship have given rise. In a possible event, I have requested that every one of them may be sent to America, for your special perusal –»
«Nay, my dear Harry, this is foreboding the very worst», interrupted Herman Mordaunt, dashing a tear from his eye, «and is making a very short separation, a more serious matter than one ought –»
«Nay, sir, a soldier, who is about to be posted within strik­ing distance of his enemy, can never speak, with confi dence, of separations that are to be short. This campaign will be decisive, for me», – glancing towards Anneke –» I must return a con­queror, in one sense, or I do not wish to return at all. But, God bless you, Herman Mordaunt, as your own countrymen call you; a thousand years could not efface from my heart, the re­membrance of all your kindness».
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This was handsomely expressed; and the manner in which it was uttered, was as good as the language. Bulstrode hesitated a moment – looked at the two girls in doubt – and fi rst ap­proached Mary Wallace.
«Adieu, excellent Mary Wallace», he said, taking her of­fered hand, and kissing it with a freedom from emotion, that denoted it was only friendship and respect which induced the act –» I believe, you are a severe critic on Catos and Scrubs; but, I forgive all your particular backbitings, on ac­count of your general indulgence and probity. You may meet with a thousand mere acquaintances, before you fi nd another who shall have the same profound respect for your many vir­tues, as myself».
This was handsomely said, too; and it caused Mary Wal­lace to remove the handkerchief from her eyes, and to utter her adieus cordially, and with some emotion. Strangers say that our women want feeling – passion; or, if they have it, that it is veiled behind a mask of coldness, that takes away from its love­liness and warmth; that they are girlish and familiar, where they might better be reserved; and distant, and unnatural, where feeling and nature ought to assert their sway. That they have less manner, in all respects, in that of self-control, and perhaps of self-respect, in their ordinary intercourse, and in that of acting, where it may seem necessary so to do, I believe to be true; buts he who denies an American girl a heart, knows nothing about her. She is all heart; and the apparent coldness is oftener the consequence of not daring to trust her feelings, and her general dislike to everything artifi cial, than to any want of affections. Two girls, educated, however, as had been
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Anneke and Mary Wallace, could not but acquit themselves better, in such a scene, than those who had been less accus­tomed to the usages of polite life, which are always more or less, the usages of convention.
On the present occasion, Mary Wallace was strongly af­fected; it would not have been possible, for one of her gentle nature and warm affections, to be otherwise, when an agree­able companion, one she had now known intimately near two years, was about to take his leave of her, on an errand that he himself either thought, or affected so well to seem to think, might lead to the most melancholy issue. She shook hands with Bulstrode, warmly; wished him good fortune, and various other pleasant things; thanked him for his good opinion, and expressed her hope, as well as her belief, that they should all meet again before the summer was over, and again be happy in each other’s society.
Anneke’s turn came next. Her handkerchief was at her eyes; and, when it was removed, the face was pale, and the cheeks were covered with tears. The smile that followed, was sweet­ness itself; and, I will own, it caused me a most severe pang. To my surprise, Bulstrode said nothing. He took Anneke’s hand, pressed it to his heart, kissed it, left a note in it, bowed, and moved away. I felt ashamed to watch the countenance of Miss Mordaunt, under such circumstances, and turned aside, that observation might not increase the distress and embar­rassment she evidently felt. I saw enough, notwithstanding, to render me more uncertain than ever, as to the success of my own suit. Anneke’s colour had come and gone, as Bulstrode stood near her, acting his dumb-show of leave-taking; and, to
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me, she seemed far more affected than Mary Wallace had been. Nevertheless, her feelings were always keener and more active than those of her friend; and, that which my sensitiveness took for the emotion of tenderness, might be nothing more than ordinary womanly feeling and friendship. Besides, Bulstrode was actually her relative.
We men all attended Bulstrode to his horse. He shook us cordially by the hand; and, after he had got into the saddle, he said –» This summer will be warmer than is usual, even in your warmy-cold climate. My letters from home give me rea­son to think that there is, at last, a man of talents at the head of affairs; and the British empire is likely to feel the impulse he will give it, at its most remote extremities. I shall expect you three young men to join the –th, as volunteers, as soon as you hear of our moving in advance. I wish I had a thousand like you; for that affair of the river tells where a man will be found when the time comes. God bless you, Corny!» leaning forward in his saddle, to give me another shake of the hand; «we must remain friends, coute qui couté».
There was no withstanding this frankness, and so much good-temper. We shook hands most cordially; Bulstrode raised his hat and bowed; after which he rode away, as I fancied, at a slow, thoughtful, reluctant pace. Notwithstanding the kind­ness of this parting, I had more cause than ever to regret Bul­strode had appeared among us; and the scenes of that morning only confi rmed me in a resolution, previously adopted, not to urge Anneke to any decision, in my case, at a moment when I felt there might be so much danger it would he adverse.
CHAPTER XX
“Come, let a proper text be read,
An’ touch it aff wi’ vigour,
How graceless Ham leugh at his dad,
Which made Canaan a nigger.”
BURNS
Ten days after the departure of the –th, Herman Mordaunt and his family, with our own party, left Albany, on the sum­mer’s business. In that interval, however, great changes had tak­en place in the military aspect of things. Several regiments of King’s troops ascended the Hudson, most of the sloops on the river, of which there could not have been fewer than thirty or forty, having been employed in transporting them and their stores. Two or three corps came across the coun­try, from the eastern colonies, while several provincial regi­ments appeared; everything tending to a concentration at this point, the head of navigation on the Hudson. Among other men of mark, who accompanied the troops, was Lord Vis­count Howe, the nobleman of whom Herman Mordaunt had
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