""The fact is, Dan, the only way to keep up with that girl is to marry her," says I. "Get busy. If you don"t somebody else will.
Put a mortgage on her an" foreclose it as soon as possible. As a floatin" a.s.set Lizzie is dangerous."
"Dan picked up his hat an" started for the door.
""Tell her she must do business or you"ll cut the price of Pettigrews," I suggested.
""Good idea!" he answered, as he went away.
"Meanwhile Mr. an" Mrs. Bill Warburton were hot on the trail of Lizzie.
"Bill came to me one day an" said: "Those babies have solved the problem; my wife is happy and in excellent health. She sleeps an"
eats as well as ever, an" her face has a new look--you have observed it?"
""Certainly, Bill, an" you"re goin" to hear some rather chesty an"
superior talk. I saw what was the matter long ago--she was motor-sick, an" tiara-sick, an" dog-sick, an" horse-sick. She was sick of idleness an" rich food an" adulation. She has discovered that there are only three real luxuries--work, children, motherhood--that to shirk responsibility is to forfeit happiness.
I have been a little disappointed in you, Bill. Your father was a minister; he had the love of men in his soul. You seem to have taken to dogs an" horses with an affection almost brotherly. I don"t blame you so much. When men get rich they naturally achieve a pa.s.sion for the things that money will buy. They think they"ve got to improve the breed o" dogs an" horses, an" they"re apt to forget the breed o" men. You"ve been pursuin" Happiness with dogs, horses, an" motor-cars. You never can catch her in that way--never. Don"t you remember, Bill, that in the old days we didn"t pursue Happiness? Why, Happiness pursued us an" generally caught us. Some days she didn"t succeed until we were all tired out, an" then she led us away into the wonderful land o" dreams, an" it was like heaven. You never get Happiness by pursuin"
_her_--that"s one dead sure thing. Happiness is never captured.
She comes unbidden or not at all. She travels only in one path, an" you haven"t found it. Bill, we"ve strayed a little. Let"s try to locate the trail o" Happiness. I believe we"re gettin" near it.
""Last year a colt of yours won a cla.s.sic event of the turf. How much finer it would be if you had some boys in training for the sublime contests of life, an" it wouldn"t cost half so much. You know, there are plenty of homeless boys who need your help.
Wouldn"t it pay better to develop a Henry M. Stanley--once a homeless orphan--than a Salvator or an Ormonde or a Rayon d"Or?"
""Pound away," said Bill. "Nail an" rivet me to the cross. I haven"t a word to say, except this: What in the devil do ye want me to do?"
""Well, ye might help to redeem New England," I said. "The Yankee blood is runnin" out, an" it"s a pity. To-day the Yankees are almost a childless race. Do ye know the reason?"
"He shook his head.
""It costs so much to live," I says. "We can"t afford children.
To begin with, the boys an" girls don"t marry so young. They can"t stand the expense. They"re all keepin" up with Lizzie, but on the wrong road. The girls are worse than the boys. They go out o" the private school an" beat the bush for a husband. At first they hope to drive out a duke or an earl; by-an"-by they"re willin" to take a common millionaire; at last they conclude that if they can"t get a stag they"ll take a rabbit. Then we learn that they"re engaged to a young man, an" are goin" to marry as soon as he can afford it. He wears himself out in the struggle, an" is apt to be a nervous wreck before the day arrives. They are nearin" or past thirty when he decides that with economy an" _no children_ they can afford to maintain a home. The bells ring, the lovely strains from "Lohengrin" fill the grand, new house o" G.o.d, an" overflow into the quiet streets o" the village, an" we hear in them what Wagner never thought of--_the joyful death-march of a race_. Think of it, Bill, this old earth is growin" too costly for the use o" man. We prefer autos an" diamonds an" knick-knacks! Life has become a kind of a circus where only the favored can pay the price of admission, an"
here in America, where about all the great men we have had were bred in cabins, an" everything worth a fish-hook came out o"
poverty! You have it in your power to hasten the end o" this wickedness," I said. "For one thing, you can make the middleman let go of our throats in this community. Near here are hundreds of acres o" land goin" to waste. Buy it an" make it produce--wool, meat, flax, grains, an" vegetables. Start a market an" a small factory here, an" satisfy yourself as to what is a just price for the necessaries of life. If the tradesmen are overchargin" us, they"ll have to reduce prices. Put your brain an" money into it; make it a business. At least, you"ll demonstrate what it ought to cost to live here in New England. If it"s so much that the average Yankee can"t afford it by honest work--if we must all be lawyers or bankers or brokers or graspin" middle-men in order to live--let"s start a big Asylum for the Upright, an" give "em a chance to die comfortably. But it isn"t so. I can raise potatoes right here for thirty cents a bushel, as good as those you pay forty cents a peck for at Sam Henshaw"s. You"ll set an example of inestimable value in this republic of ours. Dan has begun the good work, an"
demonstrated that it will pay."
""It"s a good idea--I"m with you," he said. "If we can get the boys an" girls to marry while the bloom is on the rye, it"s worth while, an" I wouldn"t wonder if indirectly we"d increase the crop of Yankees an" the yield of happiness to the acre."
""Bill, you"re a good fellow," I said. "You only need to be reminded of your duty--you"re like many another man."
""And I"ll think you the best fellow in the world if you"ll let us keep those kids. We enjoy them. We"ve been having a lot of fun lately."
""I can"t do that," I said, "but I"ll keep "em here until we can get some more. There are thousands of them as beautiful, as friendless, as promising as these were."
""I wish you could let us have these," he urged. "We wouldn"t adopt them, probably, but we"d do our best for them--our very best."
""I can"t," I answered.
""Why?"
""Because they"ve got hold of my old heart--that"s why. I hadn"t looked for that, Bill, but the little cusses have conquered _me_."
""Great G.o.d!" he exclaimed. "I hadn"t thought of that. And my wife told me this morning that she loves that three-year-old boy as dearly as she loves me. They"ve all won her heart. What shall I do?"
""Let me think it over," I said, an" shook his hand an" left, an" I knew that I was likely to indulge in the makin" of history right away.
"I went home an" sat down an" wrote the best brief of my career--an appeal to the Supreme Court o" this planet--a woman"s heart. It was a letter to one whose name I honored although I had not written it in years.
"Next mornin" I plunged into a lawsuit an" was workin" night an"
day, until the jury came in with a verdict an" court adjourned for the Christmas holidays.
"An" that day a decision was handed down in my appeal to the court of last resort. It was a cablegram from an Italian city, an" a verdict in my favor. I am to get in that case the best fee on record--a wife and the love of a dear and beautiful woman. We went to school together, and I am ashamed that I didn"t ask her to marry me years ago. So much for me had Lizzie an" the kids accomplished.
"I was to dine with the Warburtons Christmas Eve, and be Santa Claus for the children. I bought a set o" whiskers an" put on my big fur coat and two sets o" bells on the mare, an" drove to the villa, with a full pack in the buggy an" a fuller heart in my breast.
"Bill an" Mrs. Bill an" I went over to the farm-house together with our arms full. The children were in a room up-stairs with Mrs.
Hammond waiting for Santa Claus. Below we helped the two maids, who were tr.i.m.m.i.n.g the Christmas tree--and a wonderful tree it was when we were done with it--why, sir, you"d have thought a rainbow was falling into a thicket on the edge of a lake. My friend, it was the tree of all fruits.
"We filled the little stockings hanging on the mantel. Then they helped me to put on my beard an" the greatcoat an" cap an" the pack over all, an" Mrs. Bill an" I went out-of-doors. We stood still an" listened for a moment. Two baby voices were calling out of an upper window: "Santa Claus, please come, Santa Claus!" Then we heard the window close an" the chatter above stairs, but we stood still. Mrs. Bill seemed to be laughing, but I observed that her handkerchief had the centre of the stage in this little comedy.
"In half a minute I stole down the road an" picked up the bells that lay beside it, an" came prancin" to the door with a great jingle, an" in I went an" took my stand by the Christmas tree. We could hear the hurry of small feet, an" eager, half-hushed voices in the hall overhead. Then down the stairway came my slender battalion in the last scene of the siege. Their eyes were wide with wonder, their feet slow with fear. The little captain of three years ran straight to Mrs. Bill an" lay hold of her gown, an"
partly hid himself in its folds, an" stood peekin" out at me. It was a masterful bit of strategy. I wonder how he could have done it so well. She raised him in her arms an" held him close. A great music-box in a corner began to play:
""O tannenbaum! O tannenbaum!
wie grun sind deine blaetter!"
[Ill.u.s.tration: Their eyes were wide with wonder.]
"Then with laughter an" merry jests we emptied the pack, an"
gathered from the tree whose fruit has fed the starving human heart for more than a thousand years, an" how it filled those friends o"
mine!
"Well, it was the night of my life, an" when I turned to go, its climax fell upon me. Mrs. Bill kneeled at my feet, an" said with tears in her eyes, an" her lips an" voice trembling:
""O Santa Claus! you have given me many things, but I beg for more--five more."
"The city had fallen. Its queen was on her knees. The victorious army was swarming into the open gate of her arms. The hosts of doubt an" fear were fleeing.
"I refuse to tell you all that happened in the next minute or two.
A witness has some rights when testifyin" against his own manhood.
"I helped the woman to her feet, an" said:
""They are yours. I shall be happy enough, and, anyhow, I do not think I shall need them now."
"An" so I left them as happy as human beings have any right to be.
At last they had caught up with Lizzie, an" I, too, was in a fair way to overtake her.
"An" how fared Dan in his pursuit of that remarkable maiden? Why, that very night Lizzie an" Dan had been shakin" the tree o" love, an" I guess the fruit on it was fairly ripe an" meller. Next day they came up to my house together.
"Dan couldn"t hold his happiness, an" slopped over as soon as he was inside the door.