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Haldane Was Given But Little Time For Quiet Study, For, Before The Year
Closed, Tidings Came From His Mother, Who Was Then In italy, That She
Was Ill And Wished to See Him. Poor Mrs. Haldane Had At Last Begun To
Understand Her Son'S Character Better, And To Realize That He Would
Retrieve The Past. She Also Reproached herself That She Had Not Been
More Sympathetic And Helpful To Him, And Was Not A Little Jealous That
He Should Have Found Better And More Appreciative Friends Than Herself.
And, At Last, When She Was Taken Ill, She Longed to See Him, And He Lost
Not A Moment In reaching Her Side.
Her Illness, However, Did Not Prove Very Serious, And She Improved
Rapidly After A Young Gentleman Appeared who Was So Refined in his
Manners, So Considerate And Deferential In his Bearing Toward Her That
She Could Scarcely Believe That He Was The Same With The Wild, Wretched
Youth Who Had Been In jail, And, What Was Almost As Bad, Who Had Worked
In A Mill.
Haldane Made The Most Of His Opportunities In seeing What Was Beautiful
In Nature And Art While In the Old World, But His Thoughts Turned with
Increasing Frequency To His Own Land--Not Only Because It Contained the
Friends He Loved so Well, But Also Because Events Were Now Rapidly
Culminating For That Great Struggle Between The Two Jarring Sections
That Will Eventually Form A Better And Closer Union On The Basis Of A
Mutual Respect, And A Better And Truer Knowledge Of Each Other.
When Mrs. Haldane Saw That Her Son Was Determined to Take Part In the
Conflict, He Began To Seem To Her More Like His Old Unreasonable Self.
She Feebly Remonstrated as A Matter Of Course, And Proved to Her Own
Satisfaction That It Was Utter Folly For A Young Man Who Had The
Enjoyment Of Such Large Wealth As Her Son To Risk The Loss Of Everything
In The Hardships And Dangers Of War. He Was As Kind And Considerate As
Possible, But She Saw From The Old And Well-Remembered expression Of His
Eyes That He Would Carry Out His Own Will Nevertheless, And Therefore
She And His Sisters Reluctantly Returned with Him.
Having Safely Installed them In their Old Home, And Proved by The Aid Of
Dr. Marks And Some Other Leading Citizens Of His Native City That They
Had No Further Occasion To Seclude Themselves From The World, He
Returned to Hillaton To Aid In organizing a Regiment That Was Being
Recruited there, And In which Mr. Ivison Had Assured him Of A
Commission. By Means Of The Acquaintances He Had Made Through His Old
Mission Class, He Was Able To Secure Enlistments Rapidly, And Although
Much Of The Material That He Brought In was Unpromising In its First
Appearance, He Seemed to Have The Faculty Of Transforming The Slouching
Dilapidated fellows Into Soldiers, And It Passed into General Remark
That "Haldane'S Company Was The Roughest To Start With And The Best
Disciplined and Most Soldierly Of Them All When Ordered to The Seat Of
War."
The Colonelcy Of The Regiment Was Given To Mr. Beaumont, Not Only On
Account Of His Position, But Also Because Of His Large Liberality In
Fitting It Out. He Took A Vast Interest In the Aesthetic Features Of Its
Equipment, Style Of Uniform, And Like Matters, And He Did Most Excellent
Service In insisting On Neatness, Good Care Of Weapons, And A
Soldier-Like Bearing From The First.
While Active In this Work He Rose Again In laura'S Esteem, For He Seemed
More Manly And Energetic Than He Had Shown Himself To Be Before; And
What Was Still More In his Favor, He Had Less Time For The Indulgence Of
His Taste As A Connoisseur With Her Fair But Often Weary Face As The
Object Of Contemplation.
She, With Many Others, Visited the Drill-Ground Almost Daily, And When
She Saw The Tall And Graceful Form Of Mr. Beaumont Issuing From The
Colonel'S Tent, When She Saw Him Mount His Superb White Horse, Which He
Managed with Perfect Skill, When She Saw The Sun Glinting On His Elegant
Sword And Gold Epaulets, And Heard His Sonorous Orders To The Men, She
Almost Felt That All Hillaton Was Right, And That She Had Reason To Be
Proud Of Him, And To Be As Happy As The Envious Belles Of The City
Deemed her To Be. But In spite Of Herself, Her Eyes Would Wander From
The Central Figure To Plain Captain Haldane, Who, Ignoring The Admiring
Throng, Was Giving His Whole Attention To His Duty.
Before She Was Aware, The Thought Began To Creep Into Her Mind, However,
That To One Man These Scenes Were Military Pageants, And To The Other
They Meant Stern And Uncompromising War.
This Impression Had Speedy Confirmation, For One Evening When Both Mr.
Beaumont And Haldane Happened to Be Present, Mrs. Arnot Remarked in
Effect That Her Heart Misgive Her When She Looked into The Future, And
That The Prospect Of A Bloody War Between People Of One Race And Faith
Was Simply Horrible.
"It Will Not Be Very Bloody," Remarked mr. Beaumont, Lightly. "After
Things Have Gone About So Far The Politicians On Both Sides Will Step In
And Patch Up A Compromise. Our Policy At The North Is To Make An
Imposing Demonstration. This Will Have The Effect Of Bringing The
Fire-Eaters To Their Senses, And If This Won'T Answer We Must Get Enough
Men Together To Walk Right Over The South, And End The Nonsense At Once.
I Have Travelled through The South, And Know That It Can Be Done."
"Pardon Me, Colonel," Said Haldane, "But Since We Are Not On The
Drill-Ground I Have A Right To Differ With You. I Anticipate A Very
Bloody, And, Perhaps, A Long War. I Have Not Seen So Much Of The South,
But I Have Seen Something Of Its People. The Greatest Heroism I Ever Saw
Manifested in my Life Was By A Young Southern Girl, And If Such Are
Their Women We Shall Find The Men Foemen Abundantly Worthy Of Our Steel.
We Shall Indeed have To Literally Walk Over Them, That Is, Such Of Us As
Are Left And Able To Walk. I Agree With Mrs. Arnot, And I Tremble For
The Future Of My Country."
Mr. Beaumont Forgot Himself For Once So Far As To Say, "Oh, If You Find
Such Cause For Trembling--" But Laura'S Indignant Face Checked further
Utterance.
"I Propose To Do My Duty," Said Haldane, With A Quiet Smile, Though A
Quick Flush Showed that He Felt The Slur, "And It Will Be Your Duty,
Colonel, To See That I Do."
"You Have Taught Us That The Word Duty Means A Great Deal To You,
Egbert," Said Mrs. Arnot, And Then The Matter Dropped. But The Animus Of
Each Man Had Been Quite Clearly Revealed, And The Question Would Rise In
Laura'S Mind, "Does Not The One Belittle The Occasion Because Little
Himself?" Although She Dreaded the Coming War Inexpressibly, She Took
Haldane'S View Of It. His Tribute To Her Cousin Amy Also Touched a Very
Tender Chord.
On The Ground Of Having Secured so Many Recruits Mr. Ivison Urged that
Haldane Should Have The Rank Of Major, But At That Time Those Things
Were Controlled largely By Political Influence And Favoritism, And There
Were Still Not A Few In hillaton Who Both Thought And Spoke Of The Young
Man'S Past Record As A Good Reason Why He Should Not Have Any Rank At
All. He Quietly Took What Was Given Him And Asked for Nothing More.
All Now Know That Mr. Beaumont'S View Was Not Correct, And As The
Conflict Thickened and Deepened that Elegant Gentleman Became More And
More Disgusted. Not That He Lacked personal Courage, But, As He Often
Remarked, It Was The "Horrid Style Of Living" That He Could Not Endure.
He Could Not Find An Aesthetic Element In the Blinding Dust Or
Unfathomable Mud Of Virginia.
As Was Usually The Case, There Was In the Regiment A Soldier Gifted with
The Power And Taste For Letter-Writing, And He Kept The Local Papers
Quite Well Posted concerning affairs In the Regiment. One Item
Concerning Beaumont Will Indicate The Condition Of His Mind. After
Describing The "Awful" Nature Of The Roads And Weather, The Writer
Added, "The Colonel Looks As If In a Chronic State Of Disgust."
Suddenly The Regiment Was Ordered to The Far Southwest. This Was More
Than Beaumont Could Endure, For In his View Life In that Region Would Be
A Burden Under Any Circumstances. He Coolly Thought The Matter Over, And
Concluded that He Would Rather Go Home, Marry Laura, And Take A Tour In
Europe, And Promptly Executed the First Part Of His Plan By Resigning On
Account Of Ill-Health. He Had A Bad Cold, It Is True, Which Had Chiefly
Gone To His Head And Made Him Very Uncomfortable, And So Inflamed his
Nose That The Examining Physician Misjudged the Exemplary Gentleman,
Recommending That His Resignation Be Accepted, More From The Fear That
His Habits Were Bad Than From Any Other Cause. But By The Time He
Reached hillaton His Nose Was Itself Again, And He As Elegant As Ever.
The Political Major Had Long Since Disappeared, And So Haldane Started
For His Distant Field Of Duty As Lieutenant-Colonel.
The Regimental Letter-Writer Chronicled this Promotion In the Hillaton
"Courier" With Evident Satisfaction.
"Lieut.-Col. Haldane," He Wrote, "Is Respected by All And Liked by The
Majority. He Keeps Us Rigidly To Our Duty, But Is Kind And Considerate
Nevertheless. He Is The Most Useful Officer I Ever Heard Of. Now He Is
Chaplain And Again He Is Surgeon. He Coaxes The Money Away From The Men
And Sends It Home To Their Families, Otherwise Much Of It Would Be Lost
In Gambling. Many A Mother And Wife In hillaton Hears From The Absent
Oftener Because The Colonel Urges The Boys To Write, And Writes For
Those Who Are Unable. To Give You A Sample Of The Man I Will Tell You
What I Saw Not Long Ago. The Roads Were Horrible As Usual, And Some Of
The Men Were Getting Played out On The March. The First Thing I Knew A
Sick Man Was On The Major'S Horse (He Was Major Then), And He Was
Trudging along In the Mud With The Rest Of Us, And Carrying The Muskets
Of Three Other Men Who Were Badly Used up. [Footnote: I Cannot Refrain
Here From Paying a Tribute To My Old Schoolmate And Friend, Major James
Cromwell, Of The 124Th New York Volunteers, Whom I Have Seen Plodding
Along In the Mud In a November Storm, A Sick Soldier Riding His Horse,
While He Carried the Accoutrements Of Other Men Who Were Giving Out From
Exhaustion. Major Cromwell Was Killed while Leading a Charge At The
Battle Of Gettysburg. ] We Want The People Of Hillaton To Understand,
That If Any Of Us Get Back We Won'T Hear Anything More Against Haldane.
Nice, Pretty Fellows, Who Don'T Like To Get Their Boots Muddy, As Our
Ex-Colonel, For Instance, May Be More To Their Taste, But They Ain'T To
Ours."
Laura Read This Letter With Cheeks That Reddened with Shame And Then
Grew Very Pale.
"Auntie," She Said, Showing It To Mrs. Arnot, "I Cannot Marry That Man.
I Would Rather Die First."
"I Do Not Wonder That You Feel So," Replied mrs. Arnot Emphatically.
"With All His Wealth And Culture I Neither Would Nor Could Marry Him,
And Would Tell Him So. I Have Felt Sure That You Would Come To This
Conclusion, But I Wished your Own Heart And Conscience To Decide The
Matter."
But Before Laura Could Say To Mr. Beaumont That Which She Felt She Must,
And Yet Which She Dreaded, For His Sake, To Speak, A Social Earthquake
Took Place In hillaton.
Mr. Arnot Was Arrested! But For The Promptness Of His Friends To Give
Bail For His Appearance, He Would Have Been Taken From His Private
Office To Prison As Poor Haldane Had Been Years Before.
It Would Be Wearisome To Tell The Long Story Of His Financial Distress,
Which He Characteristically Kept Concealed from His Wife. Experiences
Like His Are Only Too Common. With His Passion For Business He Had
Extended it To The Utmost Limit Of His Capital. Then Came A Time Of
Great Depression And Contraction. Prompted by A Will That Had Never Been
Thwarted, And A Passion For Routine Which Could Endure No Change, He
Made Herculean Effort To Keep Everything Moving On With Mechanical
Regularity. His Strong Business Foresight Detected the Coming Change For
The Better In the Business World, And With Him It Was Only A Question Of
Bridging Over The Intervening Gulf. He Sank His Own Property In
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