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THE WAYS OF THE HOUR
I working for remuneration, as in your case I certainly am not.” “Gentlemen of the law look for their reward, I believe, as much as others. We do not live in the times of chivalry, when gallant men assisted distressed damsels as a matter of honour; but in what has well been termed a `bank – note world.”’
“I have no wish to set myself up above the fair practices of my profession, and am as ready to accept a fee as any man in Nassau – Street. Nevertheless, I took your case in hand with a very different motive. It would pain me to obliged to work for a fee, on the present unhappy occasion.”
Mary Monson looked grateful, and for a minute she seemed to be reflecting on some scheme by which she could devise a substitute for the old – fashioned mode of proceeding in a case of this sort.
“You have a niece, Mr. Dunscomb,” she at length exclaimed “as Marie Moulin informs me? A charming girl, and who is about to be married?”
The lawyer assented by an inclination of the head, fasten­ing his penetrating black eyes on the full, expressive, greyish – blue ones of his companion.
“You intend to return to town this evening?” said Mary Monson, in continuation.
“Such is my intention. I came here to – day to confer with you and Mr. Timms, on the subject of the trial, to see how mat­ters stand on the spot, by personal observation, and to intro­duce to you one who feels the deepest interest in your welfare, and desires most earnestly to seek your acquaintance.”
The prisoner was now silent, interrogating with her singu­larly expressive eyes.
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“It is Anna Updyke, the step – daughter of my nearest friend, Dr. McBrain; and a very sincere, warm – hearted, and excellent girl.”
“I have heard of her, too,” returned Mary Monson, with a smile so strange, that her counsel wished she had not given this demonstration of a feeling that seemed out of place, under all the circumstances. “They tell me she is a most charming girl, and that she is a very great favourite with your nephew, the young gentleman whom I have styled my legal vidette.”
“Vidette! That is a singular term to be used by you!
“Oh! you will remember that I have been much in coun­tries where such persons abound. I must have caught the word from some of the young soldiers of Europe. But, Mr. John Wil­meter is an admirer of the young lady you have named?”
“I hope he is. I know of no one with whom I think he would be more likely to be happy.”
Dunscomb spoke earnestly, and at such times his manner was singularly sincere and impressive. It was this appearance of feeling and nature that gave him the power he possessed over juries; and it may be said to have made no small part of his fortune. Mary Monson seemed to be surprised; and she fas­tened her remarkable eyes on the uncle, in a way that might have admitted of different interpretations. Her lips moved as if she spoke to herself; and the smile that succeeded was both mild and sad.
“To be sure,” added the prisoner, slowly, “my information is not on the very best authority, coming, as it does, from a ser­vant but Marie Moulin is both discreet and observant.”
“She is tolerably well qualified to speak of Anna Updyke, having seen her almost daily for the last two years. But, we
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are all surprised that you should know anything of this young woman.”
“I know her precisely as she is known to your niece and Miss Updyke in other words, as a maid who is much esteemed by those she serves but,” apparently wishing to change the discourse “we are forgetting the purpose of your visit, all this time, Mr. Dunscomb. Do me the favour to write your address in town, and that of Dr. McBrain on this card, and we will pro­ceed to business.”
Dunscomb did as desired, when he opened on the details that were the object of his little journey. As had been the case in all his previous interviews with her, Mary Monson surprised him with the coolness with which she spoke of an issue that involved her own fate, for life or for death. While she care­fully abstained from making any allusion to circumstances that might betray her previous history, she shrunk from no inquiry that bore on the acts of which she had been accused. Every question put by Dunscomb that related to the murders and the arson, was answered frankly and freely, there being no wish apparent to conceal the minutest circumstance. She made several exceedingly shrewd and useful suggestions on the subject of the approaching trial, pointing out defects in the testimony against her, and reasoning with singular acuteness on particular facts that were known to be much relied on by the prosecution. We shall not reveal these details any further in this stage of our narrative, for they will necessarily appear at length in our subsequent pages; but shall confine ourselves to a few of those remarks that may be better given at present.
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“I do not know, Mr. Dunscomb,” Mary Monson suddenly said, while the subject of her trial was yet under discussion, “that I have ever mentioned to you the fact that Mr. and Mrs. Goodwin were not happy together. One would think, from what was said at the time of the inquest, that they were a very affectionate and contented couple; but my own observation, during the short time I was under their roof, taught me bet­ter. The husband drank, and the wife was avaricious and very quarrelsome. I am afraid, sir, there are few really happy couples to be found on earth!”
“If you knew McBrain better, you would not say that, my dear Miss Monson,” answered the counsellor with a sort of glee “there’s a husband for you! a fellow who is not only happy with one wife, but who is happy with three, as he will tell you himself.”
“Not all at the same time, I hope, sir?”
Dunscomb did justice to his friend’s character, by relating how the matter really stood; after which he asked permission to introduce Anna Updyke. Mary Monson seemed startled at this request, and asked several questions, which induced her coun­sel to surmise that she was fearful of being recognised. Nor was Dunscomb pleased with all the expedients adopted by his client, in order to extract information from him. He thought they slightly indicated cunning, a quality that he might be said to abhor. Accustomed as he was to all the efforts of ingenu­ity in illustrating a principle or maintaining a proposition, he had always avoided everything like sophistry and falsehood. This weakness on the part of Mary Monson, however, was soon forgotten in the graceful manner in which she acquieseed in
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the wish of the stranger to be admitted. The permission was finally accorded, as if an honour were received, with the tact of a female and the easy dignity of a gentlewoman.
Anna Updyke possessed a certain ardour of character that had, more than once, given her prudent and sagacious mother uneasiness, and which sometimes led her into the commission of acts, always innocent in themselves, and perfectly under the restraint of principles, which the world would have been apt to regard as imprudent. Such, however, was far from being her reputation, her modesty and the diffidence with which she re­garded herself, being amply sufficient to protect her from the common observation, even while most best by the weakness named. Her love for John Wilmeter was so disinterested, or to herself so seemed to be, that she fancied she could even as­sist in bringing about his union with another woman, were that necessary to his happiness. She believed that this mysteri­ous stranger was, to say the least, an object of intense interest with John, which soon made her an object of intense interest with herself; and each hour increased her desire to become acquainted with one so situated, friendless, accused, and seem­ingly suspended by a thread over an abyss, as she was. When she first made her proposal to Dunscomb to be permitted to visit his client, the wary and experienced counsellor strongly objected to the step. It was imprudent, could lead to no good, and might leave an impression unfavourable to Anna’s own character. But this advice was unheeded by a girl of Anna Up­dyke’s generous temperament. Quiet and gentle as she ordi­narily appeared to be, there was a deep under – current of feeling and enthusiasm in her moral constitution, that bore
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her onward in any course which she considered to be right, with a total abnegation of self. This was a quality to lead to good or evil, as it might receive a direction; and happily noth­ing had yet occurred in her brief existence to carry her away towards the latter goal.
Surprised at the steadiness and warmth with which his young friend persevered in her request, Dunscomb, after ob­taining the permission of her mother, and promising to take good care of his charge, was permitted to convey Anna to Bib­erry, in the manner related.
Now, that her wish was about to be gratified, Anna Up­dyke, like thousands of others who have been more impelled by impulses than governed by reason, shrank from the execu­tion of her own purposes. But the generous ardour revived in her in time to save appearances; and she was admitted by well – meaning Mrs. Gott to the gallery of the prison, leaning on Dunscomb’s arm, much as she might have entered a draw­ing – room, in a regular morning call.
The meeting between these two charming young women was frank and cordial, though slightly qualified by the forms of the world. A watchful and critical observer might have de­tected less of nature in Mary Monson’s manner than in that of her guest, even while the welcome she gave her visitor was not without cordiality and feeling. It is true that her courtesy was more elaborate and European, if one may use the expression, than it is usual to see in an American female, and her air was less ardent than that of Anna; but the last was highly struck with her countenance and general appearance, and, on the whole, not dissatisfied with her own reception.
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The power of sympathy and the force of affinities soon made themselves felt, as between these two youthful females. Anna regarded Mary as a stranger most grievously wronged; and forgetting all that there was which was questionable or mysterious in her situation, or remembering it only to feel the influence of its interest, while she submitted to a species of community of feeling with John Wilmeter, as she fancied, and soon got to be as much entranced with the stranger as seemed to be the fate of all who approached the circle of her acquain­tance. On the other hand, Mary Monson felt a consolation and gratification in this visit to which she had long been a strang­er. Good Mrs. Gott was kind – hearted and a woman, but she had no claim to the refinement and peculiar sensibilities of a lady; while Marie Moulin, discreet, respectful, even wise as she was in her own way, was, after all, nothing but an upper servant. The chasm between the cultivated and the uncultivat­ed, the polished and the unpolished, is wide; and the accused fully appreciated the change, when one of her own class in life, habits, associations, and, if the reader will, prejudices, so un­expectedly appeared to sympathize with, and to console her. Under such circumstances, three or four hours made the two fast and deeply – interested friends, on their own accounts, to say nothing of the effect produced by the generous advances of one, and the perilous condition of the other.
Dunscomb returned to town that evening, leaving Anna Updyke behind him, ostensibly under the care of Mrs. Gott. Democracy has been carried so far on the high road of ultra­ism in New York, as in very many interests to become the victim of its own expedients. Perhaps the people are never so
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far from exercising a healthful, or indeed, any authority at all, as when made to seem, by the expedients of demagogues, to possess an absolute control. It is necessary merely to bestow a power which it is impossible for the masses to wield with intelligence, in order to effect this little piece of legerdemain in politics, the quasi people in all such cases becoming the pas­sive instruments in the hands of their leaders, who strengthen their own authority by this seeming support of the majority. In all cases, however, in which the agency of numbers can be felt, its force is made to prevail, the tendency necessarily being to bring down all representation to the level of the majority. The effect of the change has been pretty equally divided between good and evil. In many cases benefits have accured to the com­munity by the exercise of this direct popular control, while in probably quite as many the result has been exactly the reverse of that which was anticipated. In no one instance, we believe it will be generally admitted, has the departure from the old practice been less advantageous than in rendering the office of sheriff elective. Instead of being a leading and independent man, who has a pride in his position, and regards the character of his county as he does his own, this functionary has got to be, nine times in ten, a mere political manoeuvrer, who seeks the place as a reward for party labours, and fills it very much for his personal benefit, conferring no dignity on it by his own position and character, lessening its authority by his want of the qualities calculated to increase it, and, in a good many in­stances, making it quite as difficult to wrest money from his hands, as from those of the original debtor.
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It is a consequence of this state of things that the sheriff has quite lost all, or nearly all of the personal consideration that was once connected with his office; and has sunk, in most of the strictly rural counties, into a gaoler, and the head of the active bailiffs. His object is altogether money; and the profit connected with the keeping of the prisoners, now reduced al­most entirely to felons, the accused, and persons committed for misdemeanors, is one of the inducements for aspiring to an office once so honourable.
In this state of things, it is not at all surprising that Dun­scomb was enabled to make such an arrangement with Mrs. Gott as would place Anna Updyke in a private room in the house attached to the gaol, and which formed the sheriff’s dwelling. The counsellor preferred leaving her with Mrs. Hor­ton; but to this Anna herself objected, both because she had taken a strong dislike to the garrulous but shrewd landlady, and because it would have separated her too much from the person she had come especially to console and sympathize with.
The arrangement made, Dunscomb, as has already been mentioned, took his departure for town, with the understand­ing that he was to return the succeeding week; the Circuit and Oyer and Terminer sitting on Monday; and the District At­torney, Mr. Garth, having given notice to her counsel that the indictment against Mary Monson would be certainly traversed the second day of the sitting, which would be on Tuesday.
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CHAPTER XVI
“Let her locks be the reddest that ever were seen, And her eyes may be e’en any colour but green; Be they light, gray, or black, their lustre and hue, I swear I’ve no choice, only let her have two.”
The Duenna.
Two days after this, Dunscomb was in his library, late at night, holding a brief discourse with McBrain’s coachman, who has been already introduced to the reader. Some orders had been given to the last, in relation to another trip to Bib­erry, whither the master and our lawyer were to proceed next day. The man was an old and indulged servant, and often took great liberties in these conferences. In this respect the Ameri­cans of his class differ very little from the rest of their fellow – creatures, notwithstanding all that has been said and written to the contrary. They obey the impulses of their characters much as the rest of mankind, though not absolutely without some difference in manner.
“I s’poses, ‘Squire Dunscomb, that this is like to be the last journey that I and the doctor will have to take soon ag’in, in that quarter,” coolly observed Stephen, when his master’s friend had told him the hour to be at the door, with the other
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