"Der cop run out der back door," was all that she could be made to say in answer to fierce inquiries. Every apartment was examined in vain, and then the roughs departed in search of other prey. Brave, simple-hearted girl! She would have been torn to pieces had her humane strategy been discovered.
But a more memorable act of heroism was reserved for another woman, Mrs. Eagan, the wife of the man who had rescued Superintendent Kennedy a short time before. A policeman was knocked down with a hay-bale rung, and fell at her very feet. In a moment more he would have been killed, but this woman instantly covered his form with her own, so that no blow could reach him unless she was first struck.
Then she begged for his life. Even the wild-beast spirit of the mob was touched, and the pursuers pa.s.sed on. A monument should have been built to the woman who, in that pandemonium of pa.s.sion, could so risk all for a stranger.
I am not defending Merwyn"s course, but sketching a character. His spirit of strategical observation would have forsaken him had he witnessed that scene, and indeed it did forsake him as he saw Barney Ghegan running and making a path for himself by the terrific blows of his club. Three times he fell but rose again, with the same indomitable pluck which had won his suit to pretty Sally Maguire.
At last the brave fellow was struck down almost opposite the balcony.
Merwyn knew the man was a favorite of the Vosburghs, and he could not bear that the brave fellow should be murdered before his very eyes; yet murdered he apparently was ere Merwyn could reach the street. Like baffled fiends his pursuers closed upon the unfortunate man, pounding him and jumping upon him. And almost instantly the vile hags that followed the marauders like harpies, for the sake of plunder began stripping his body.
"Stop!" thundered Merwyn, the second he reached the scene, and, standing over the prostrate form, he levelled a pistol at the throng.
"Now, listen to me," he added. "I don"t wish to hurt anybody.
You"ve killed this man, so let his body alone. I know his wife, an Irishwoman, and she ought at least to have his body for decent burial."
"Faix, an he"s roight," cried one, who seemed a leader. "We"ve killed the man. Let his woife have what"s left uv "im;" and the crowd broke away, following the speaker.
This was one of the early indications of what was proved afterwards,--that the mob was hydra-headed, following either its own impulses or leaders that sprung up everywhere.
An abandoned express-wagon stood near, and into this Merwyn, with the help of a bystander, lifted the insensible man. The young fellow then drove, as rapidly as the condition of the streets permitted, to the nearest hospital. A few yards carried him beyond those who had knowledge of the affair, and after that he was unmolested. It was the policy of the rioters to have the bodies of their friends disappear as soon as possible. Poor Ghegan had been stripped to his shirt and drawers, and so was not recognized as a "cop."
Leaving him at the hospital, with brief explanations, Merwyn was about to hasten away, when the surgeon remarked, "The man is dead, apparently."
"I can"t help it," cried Merwyn. "I"ll bring his wife as soon as possible. Of course you will do all in your power;" and he started away on a run.
A few moments later Barney Ghegan was taken to the dead-house.
CHAPTER XLIII.
THE "COWARD."
MERWYN now felt that he had carried out the first part of his plan.
He had looked into the murderous eyes of the mob, and learned its spirit and purpose. Already he reproached himself for leaving Marian alone so long, especially as columns of smoke were rising throughout the northern part of the city. It seemed an age since he had seen that first cloud of the storm, as he emerged from the park after his quiet ride, but it was not yet noon.
As he sped through the streets, running where he dared, and fortunately having enough of the general aspect of a rioter to be unmolested, he noticed a new feature in the outbreak, one that soon became a chief characteristic,--the hatred of negroes and the sanguinary pursuit of them everywhere.
"Another danger for the Vosburghs," he groaned. "They have a colored servant, who must be spirited off somewhere instantly."
Avoiding crowds, he soon reached the quiet side-street on which Marian lived, and was overjoyed to find it almost deserted. Mammy Borden herself answered his impatient ring, and was about to shut the door on so disreputable a person as he now appeared to be, when he shouldered it open, turned, locked and chained it with haste.
"What do you mean, sir? and who are you?" Marian demanded, running from the parlor on hearing the expostulations of her servant.
"Have patience, Miss Vosburgh."
"Oh, it is you, Mr. Merwyn. Indeed I have need of patience. An hour ago papa sent a message from down town, saying: "Don"t leave the house to-day. Serious trouble on foot." Since then not a word, only wild-looking people running through the street, the ringing of fire-bells, and the sounds of some kind of disturbance. What does it all mean? and why do you bar and bolt everything so timidly?"
and the excited girl poured out her words in a torrent.
Merwyn"s first words were exasperating, and the girl had already pa.s.sed almost beyond self-control. "Has any one seen your colored servant to-day?"
"What if they have? What does your unseemly guise mean? Oh that my brave friends were here to go out and meet the rabble like soldiers!
There"s an outbreak, of course; we"ve been expecting it; but certainly MEN should not fear the canaille of the slums. It gives me a sickening impression, Mr. Merwyn, to see you rush in, almost force your way in, and disguised too, as if you sought safety by identifying yourself with those who would quail before a brave, armed man. Pardon me if I"m severe, but I feel that my father is in danger, and if I don"t hear from him soon I shall take Mammy Borden as escort and go to his office. Whoever is abroad, they won"t molest women, and I"M NOT AFRAID."
"By so doing you would disobey your father, who has told you not to leave the house to-day."
"But I can"t bear inaction and suspense at such a time."
"You must bear it, Miss Vosburgh. Seeing the mood you are in, I shall not permit that door to be opened to any one except your father or some one that you recognize."
"You cannot help yourself," she replied, scornfully, approaching the door.
He was there before her, and, taking out the key, put it in his pocket.
"Oh, this is shameful!" she cried, blushing scarlet "Can your fears carry you so far?"
"Yes, and much farther, if needful," he replied, with a grim laugh.
"When you are calm enough to listen to me, to be sane and just, I"ll explain. Until you are I shall remain master here and protect you and your home." Then, in a tone of stern authority, he added: "Mrs. Borden, sit yonder in that darkened parlor, and don"t move unless I tell you to hide. Then hide in earnest, as you value your life."
"Would you not also like a hiding-place provided, Mr. Merwyn?"
Marian asked, almost beside herself with anger and anxiety.
His reply was to go to the window and look up and down the still quiet street.
"A respite," he remarked, then turned to the colored woman, and in a tone which she instantly obeyed, said, "Go to that parlor, where you cannot be seen from the street." Then to Marian, "I have no authority over you."
"No, I should hope not. Is there no escape from this intrusion?"
"None for the present," he replied, coldly. "You settled it long since that I was a coward, and now that I am not a gentleman.
I shall make no self-defence except to your father, whom I expect momentarily. He cannot leave you alone to-day an instant longer than is unavoidable. I wish to remind you of one thing, however: your soldier friends have long been your pride."
"Oh that these friends were here to day!"
"They would be surprised at your lack of quiet fort.i.tude."
"Must I be humiliated in my own home?"
"You are humiliating yourself. Had you treated me with even your old cool toleration and civility, I would have told you all that has happened since morning; but you have left me no chance for anything except to take the precautions heedful to save your home and yourself. You think I fled here as a disguised fugitive. When shall I forget this crowning proof of your estimate and esteem?
You see I did not come unarmed," partially drawing a revolver. "I repeat, you are proud of your soldier friends. You have not learned that the first duty of a soldier is to obey orders; and you have your father"s orders. Obey them quietly, and you are under no necessity to speak to me again. When your father comes I will relieve you of my hated presence. If he wishes it, I will still serve you both for his sake, for he always kept a little faith and fairness for me.
Now, regard me as a sentinel, a common soldier, to whom you need not speak until your father comes;" and he turned to the windows and began fastening them.
He, too, was terribly incensed. He had come to interpose his life between her and danger, and her words and manner had probed a deep wound that had long been bleeding. The scenes he had witnessed had wrought him up to a mood as stern and uncompromising as the death he soon expected to meet. When utterly off her guard she had shown him, as he believed, her utter contempt and detestation, and at that moment there was not a more reckless man in the city.
But his bitter words and indomitable will had quieted her As he stood motionless upon guard by the window, his was not the att.i.tude of a cowering fugitive. She now admitted that her wild excitement and her disposition to rush to her father, contrary to his injunction, were unworthy of her friends and of herself.