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there may be-there will be-light Rose shrunk back almost in horror on the hearth ; and then the thought at a grossness of feeling so strange of the last night's talk, of the visions and revolting to her, and then, rethen raised, came across him ; how covering herself a little, said, were they to be realised ? Might not “Old Domingo did us much serthe blight of a faded heart still fall vice; he was always devoted to me; on his child ?
and 'twas he, too, who pointed out There were moments of agony in where my poor brother lay in the which these thoughts and questions river; he never recovered himself, came whelming on his mind. It was after being carried away by that tera sore, stern trial, but his soul rose rible flood, and was very much broken to meet it, strong and calm.
from that time, and grew older and When the meal was ended, Tre- feebler very fast, until one day, after venna proposed that his nephew licking my face as usual, he lay down shculd walk over the grounds with at my feet, and I felt his weight him, and tell him all about himself, grow very heavy, and called Quaand his belongings, and the old pro- mino : when he came to lift him perty.
the poor old fellow was quite dead.” “Time enough for that, uncle," Why, surely that isn't a tear in said he in reply. “I think I would your eye, cousin Rose ? You can't be rather have a stroll with my pretty crying for a dog? Well, if that ain't cousin Rose here. It is time that we about the queerest thing ever I should get a little acquainted. Why, saw." she scarcely knew my name, or that “Ah-him, bery good ole fellow, there was such a fellow in the world. Domingo,” chimed in Quamino, who Did you, Rose ?”
had now joined the group ; “not bery Trevenna, with a sigh of reluctance, social p’haps, but berry fond of assented. The delay of a resolve is Missey Rose. Me feel quite lonely ever bitter to strong hearts. Rose when he's gone.” and her cousin went forth into the "I wonder, Rose,” said her cousin, garden together, and made the tour as they sauntered on down the path of her flower-beds and small green- toward the gate," that you allow that house. These interested him little, nigger to be só familiar; those feland her pure spirit was ever and lows ought to be kept well under." again repelled by some coarse thought “ What, Quamino! who has nursed or familiarity of admiration.
and tended me ever since I was born ? “Hallo," he said, as they came Dear old Quamino,” said Rose, with back to the old hawthorn, pointing a laugh. “You would not have me to a mound of turf underneath its treat him like a servant." boughs, "you've been making a “Well, I know that if I had him churchyard of your lawn, cousin. with me, I'd cowhide the impudence What have you buried here?”. out of him. There's nothing like
Ah," answered Rose, “that's cowhiding for those scoundrels.” poor old Domingo's grave. It was And as he spoke there grew a savage the spot he always loved to lie on scowl on his face that made Rose latterly, and so we buried him tremble. here."
“Well,” he rejoined after a pause, And who the deuce was Domin- so that chap is gone. A good go, cousin ?”
thing, too---good riddance I should “Oh, the old dog, the faithful old think ; the best thing that could bloodhound, that papa brought home happen." with him ; he was a true old ser- "Let us come on and see his yant, and we all missed him when grave," answered Rose, choking her he died.”
indignation. "Here it is in the sun“Yes, I recollect now something niest corner of the old churchyard.” about him. Wasn't that the dog There it stood, in the full heat of that saved uncle's life when that the sunshine, a plain grave, with a chap of his made the stab at his plain slab at the head bearing the throat?”
SACRED TO THE MEMORY
PEACE TO HIS SOUL.
Rose, who, as it appeared to me, were OF JAMES,
left, by some preconcerted arrangeOF ROGER TRE VENNA, ment, alone under the old hawthorn.
The Squire looked back on them as we entered, and giving me a poke in
the ribs, said—“All right; we shall Rose looked sad, as she always did give that fellow the cross-buttock when she came there, and the cousin yet.” muttered between his teeth, “He's And he chuckled long and loudly well out of the way, at any rate." at the success of his diplomacy. Par
Old Beelzebub stood at the gate as don me, oh august body of diplomats ! they went out, grinning sardonically, Chuckle-dido I say chuckle in conand making an obeisance to Rose, the nection with diplomacy? Pardon humility of which perhaps might be again, most grave and reverent seiattributed to the fact of his having gnors—a half-smile, a rise of the seen a cask of cider just carried into eyebrows is, we know, the greatest Trevenna's house.
demonstration that could ever be al“ Thank you, Will; thank you- lowed in that august science. But this is my cousin from the West In- the Squire's diplomacy was of the dies.”
rudest kind. What could be ex“He may be yer cousin in blood, pected of a man who felt ? but he ben't your cousin in beauty," And Gerald and Rose were alone growled the old fellow as he shut the under the hawthorn tree -- alone gate; and then went away muttering, with “the rich and balmy eve," alone I don't like the looks of that chap." with their own hearts.
In the evening the whole family Happy hour! happy young hearts ! from the Park made a sally on Tre- Love was breathing around themvenna's house ; I had joined them on hope was before them-youth welling the road. There was a look of secret within. There was little need to tell satisfaction on all their faces, which what each had felt and known long I could not understand. The Squire long since. Yet it was sweet to hear was evidently big and bursting with and sweet to tell-sweet from loving some design. Gerald looked radiant lips to give the utterance of pent-up with happy thought, and several treasured hope. Sweet to Rose's ear times slapped me on the back, or was the full, fervid voice of her besmiled in my face with some happy loved ; sweet to his the half-whisimpulse. We found our friends sit- pered, half-spoken murmurs of virgin ting out on the lawn. The introduc- love. The moonlight beamed softly, tion was rather stiff and constrained. the stars shone brightly out, and the The West Indian was abashed at first, breezes swept sweetly and musically and cowered in the presence of gentle through the trees, as the word was breeding Rose was startled and spoken, the troth plighted, which fluttered, Trevenna grave and anx- bound heart to heart for evermore. ious. After a while the conversation Sweet incense must these vows became a little more easy, and the old have wafted to the guardian presences tone was resumed with most of us. which waved and Hoated around, for Rose would give a little shudder now if there be a thing sweet to celestial and then when a vulgar thought natures, it must be the pure true dropped from her cousin, and Gerald's breathings of young love. fist would clench and his eye flash when her name came on his lips ; but The Squire laughed and rubbed his the visit seemed pleasant enough to hands with glee, as he looked on the all, and was evidently pregnant with bright eyes of Gerald and the flushed some purpose to most.
face of Rose, when they rejoined the “Now then,” said the Squire, “we party; and there was more than must be wending homewards, Roger, usual heartiness in the grasp he gave but we will first sit a little, and tres- Trevenna's hand at parting-more pass on you for a biscuit and a little than usual warmth and fondness in wine and water."
the kiss he pressed on Rosa's cheek, In we all went-all save Gerald and and in the" God bless thee, my
child !" with which he said good- heart, true and tender, strong and night.
enduring; and the mother's arms Good-night-all had gone, and were gathered softly then around her Rose was kneeling with her head in child, and her kisses fell warm upon her mother's lap, telling with timid her cheek, and her blessings were joy and sobbing utterance all her prayed and prayed upon that loved heart's happiness ; telling with pride head. the brave manly truthfulness of her Good-night — Rose lay down to lover in seeking her troth ; how at sleep-sweetly breathed prayers on once, ere changes came, that in weal her lips, soft sweet hopes in her soul; or woe she might be his, he hers; and happy, happy peaceful thoughts in how his father and dear mother had her heart. chosen her for their daughter, and The light was bright on the hearth had prompted him to this - telling, that night. Were there to be clouds half in pride and half in bashfulness, in the morning? of the love that glowed in her own
The morning came, and Trevenna “Well, I cannot see, if you don't and his nephew were walking alone make one estate pay, how having in his garden. The hour of explana- another on your hands will mend tion had arrived. They had talked matters. I should rather recommend of the family-of his mother, his that yours should be put under brothers—and were discussing the management a while. Well governed property.
it must pay, for the land is more pro"So your estate answers very well, ductive and better than mine. If uncle, does it. Your agent must be ready money be wanted meanwhile, a sharp fellow. I know that ours why, I can advance it." isn't a very paying concern. Fact is, "Why, you see, uncle, we consider I am preciously driven to make it that our failures are owing to the bad pay at all, we have had such losses condition of the niggers. They were lately. Our niggers seem to be al- always bad—bad, as you know, when ways dying, or falling sick, or getting you left, and they are getting worse maimed ; and the crops have failed and worse, and the land is falling for two or three years from the want back every year from want of labour. of hands ; and mother is so extrava- Now, if we could work your people gant, that we must mortgage or sell in with ours, and change 'em about soon if things don't mend. 'Twas a little, they might come round; and this property partly that brought me once in fair working order, we should over. I thought you might help us." raise value from the land."
Trevenna's face brightened the “No, no," answered Trevenna, firmly, request for help seemed to indicate and almost sternly. “I will never do that there was no power of demand. this. Once in my life, already, is my
Surely I will help," he said quickly, conscience charged with injustice to “ in all that I can ; but how do you these slaves. Once have I sacrificed propose that my assistance should be them to my selfish interests, and forapplied ?”
gotten my responsibilities. Never Why, we thought,” was the an- again. My orders for their governswer, “that as your estate is in such ment are just, I believe, and imperaorder, and the niggers all healthy and tive. Never will I transfer my power in good working state, that if you over them to another, until I surwere to give me the management of render the trust into God's hands.” that, one plantation might help the “That's all very fine, uncle Roger; other, and so we might contrive to but you will, I expect, have to turn go ahead a little, and get straight 'em over to some other hands one again."
day, if there is any law in this little The cloven foot was peeping forth document, here ;", and as he spoke now.
he produced from his pocket a small, VOL. LXXXIV.NO. DXVII.
yellow, dingy piece of paper, which him down to the earth, and his whole Trevenna recognised too surely as frame shook with strong, terrible emothe compact—the dreaded compact tion. ---made and drawn up betwixt his “Rose-Rose-to you. Rose your brother and himself in the days of wife,” he gasped out at last. “My their youthful love and confidence, child sacrificed to you-tied to your He was expecting and prepared for nature — living your life. Never, this.
never. I would sooner see her work" This paper, you see, uncle, I ing, starving – begging even than found,” continued he," when search- that. God defend her from such fate," ing in father's desk for some docu- and he wiped the thick drops of perments about the estate and the nig- spiration from his forehead as he gers; and our lawyers tell me it is spoke. “Hear me,” he said, speaking good in law. You know all about it, now more calmly. “ That bond is I daresay: It is an agreement be- binding --binding to me-binding by twixt John and Roger Trevenna, a stronger hold than law. It was regularly dated and signed-to the given freely, and with the impulse of effect, that they will share and share love and honour. In honour it shall any wealth or property they acquire ; be kept. To the very letter it shall and that the survivor shall inherit be fulfilled. The estate must go-s0 all--or that the male heir of one shall it was willed by us. But my daughter succeed if the other die childless or is mine—mine shall she be- mine in leave no son ; and that if one have a life ; and if I must leave her to daughter, and the other a son, that poverty or dependence, I will trust the children should marry; or that, her to the providence of God, rather in default of this, that the eldest son than doom her to the miseries of such of either should be sole and entire heir. a life as you would inflict on her. This reads plain enough, uncle, and After my death the West Indian pro'twas precious lucky I hit upon it. perty shall pass over to you, so says We should soon be in the market, the deed. How that will profit you, otherwise. 'Twas quite a godsend, meanwhile, I cannot see.”. you see, and father never mentioned "I will tell you, uncle ;” and there it to us, or gave us a hint of it. Now, flashed on his face at the words a I shouldn't wish to make hard terms; glance of dark, vengeful cunning. but fact is, it's neck or nothing with “You see, if I show this deed in me, our case is that desperate, and London or Barbadoes, approved by we must help ourselves. I thought legal authority as law, there will be we might have made a sort of com- plenty ready to buy the reversion of promise; and that if you would have such an estate as yours; and mind given over the plantation to us at you, after that was done, you would once--niggers and all - we would not have power to manumit or part have shared profits; said nothing more with a single nigger. They must all about other little things, and torn up pass over with the land. So you see, this bit of paper. You ride so rusty, the daughter or the niggers must be however, about the niggers, that we sacrificed. That's a point for your must stick to our bond. And now, conscience. Now, then, hear me; too, that I've seen Cousin Rose is so this is the end and upshot of it: Í pretty and likely, I would rather shall go to London, and try if this stand by the text. There is some bond is good enough to act upon. I little nonsense about her, but that shall come back by a certain daywould wear off in Barbadoes; and this day twelvemonths, let it be-and she would make me a nice wife. We then 'twill be for you to say the word would send mother tramping off to - Rose or the niggers. I shall have her place, for nobody, you know, the working of those fellows yet. could live with her."
Good-by, uncle-love to cousin," he Trevenna's brow had darkened and said mockingly, whilst the savage darkened from sentence to sentence, scowl lowered on his face, threatenand at the mention of Rose's namé ing and lurid. he looked as though he could have Trevenna stood, still and silent, struck and crushed the man before stunned and dumbed by this new
difficulty—a difficulty he had never “Out of my way, nigger, and take seen or anticipated ; and he felt in that for your sauce," said the West his soul that the doom of retribution Indian to Quamino at the gate, strikwas not yet fulfilled, and that there ing him at the same time sharply on was coming yet a sterner, sterner the shins. trial, betwixt his conscience and self. “P’rhaps no more nigger than yesThe slaves, whom he had resolved self,” yelled Quamino after him, should pass from his hands into free- dancing at the same time, and rubdom-whose emancipation he was bing the afflicted part. “ You hab gradually progressing and working the heart of black Guinea nigger, out-they must be again subject to a surely-you hab; and you hab not cruel and unprincipled thrall. 'Twas all white blood, too." a hard trial--hard after so many years The West Indian turned, with the of atonement; and the thought--the impulse of taking vengeance for this agony of this thought so absorbed him, insult ; then stopped, shook his whip that he saw not his nephew depart, menacingly, and strode off into the or said a word of farewell.
“ The grand old name of gentleman."
A grand old name, a grand thing Gentlehood, too, has its own fashions is that gentleman
-a name and a and manners, apes not those of the rank it has been ever among the times, and therefore may sometimes hierarchies of men. Throughout the have a homeliness in externals to generations and the ages, through vulgar perception-to those who see the nations and peoples, from the not the grandeur of the heart. To
grand old gardener” downwards, it the true kin it has its symbols and has been recognised as a name and a insignia plain and manifest ; for all it power. It has had a different sound has its influences. Our Squire, had in different tongues. Sometimes it has he appeared there, would have raised been expressed
letters, and all the glasses in the Brighton pavisometimes by others. Under every lion. The most fledgling attaché would synonyme, however, it has been re- have ridiculed his bow, and a Marylecognised and acknowledged. Greeks, bone vestryman would have made a Romans, Arabs, Normans, Celts, better speech; but there was stamped Saxons, the American Indians; all on him the name and pature of genthe ramifications of the great tribes tleman, and his words had weight, of men; all the dispersions of the and his character had power. VulShem, Ham, and Japhet divisions, garity and pretension quailed in his have set it up as a dignity and a prin- presence, and those below him owned ciple. Those who would not bow him intuitively
as a superior. down before king, or uncover to a It is the property of these gentlenoble, have done instinctive homage men to come to the front, to stand to the gentleman. That homage is an forth, grand and true, when worldliintuition—a recognition of the quali- ness falls back, and selfishness shows ties which man feels to be great, and recreant, to attest then the nobility high, and gentle. The title asserts of man, and set it above the paltry itself. It depends not on patents, on accidents of fortune, trouble, and adaccolades, on coronets, on principali- versity—to do this without effort, ties and seignories, on muniments and and as from involuntary impulse. pedigrees. It is a nature. Where are Our Squire was about to illustrate generosity, highmindedness, honour, this. courage, truth, faith, love, there is We have returned to an old scene given the name, there is the thing, -the summer-house by the river. antleman. The name may be pa- The party is dispersed much as behere these are not, but it is fore. The Squire and his friend oc
them and a mock- cupy the mossy seat; the mothers