"Sir! if I di"n" truzt you, _ab-so-lutely_, you shoul"n" touch that with a finger."
"Well, then, I say yes, she"s handsome, trusting you not to gild my plain words with your imagination. She"s handsome, but in a way easily overlooked; a way altogether apart from the charms of color and texture, I judge, or of any play of feeling; not floral, not startling, not exquisite; but _statuesque_, almost heavily so, and replete with the virtues of character."
"Well," said Beloiseau, putting away the picture, "sixteen year" she rimain" rent" to mesdames that way, and come to look lag that. And all of our parent"--gran"parent"--living that simple life like you see us, their descendant", now, she biccame like one of those familie"--Dubroca--Castanado--or of that coterie entire.
"So after while they want" to buy her, to put her free. But Mme.
Lefevre she rif-use" any price. She say, "If Fortune"--that was her name--"would be satisfi" to marry a nize black man like Ovide, who would buy his friddom--ah, yes! But no! If I make her free without, she"ll right off want to be marrie" to a white man. Tha"z the only arrengement she"ll make with him; she"s too piouz for any other arrengement, while same time me I"m too piouz to let her _marry_ a white man; my faith, that would be a crime! And also she coul"n" never be "appy that way; she"s too good and high-mind" to be marrie" to any white man wha"z willin" to marry a n.i.g.g.e.r."
"So, then, it come to be said in all those card-club" that my father he"s try to buy Fortune so to marry her. An" by that he had a quarrel with one of those young Lefevre", who said pretty much like his mother, only in another manner, pretty insulting. And, same old story, they fought, like we say, "under those oak," Metairie Ridge, with sharpen"
foil". And my father he got a bad wound. And he had to be nurse" long time, and biccause all those shop" got to be keep she nurse" him more than everybody elze.
"Well, human nature she"s strong. So, when he get well he say, "Papa, I can" stay any mo" in rue Royale, neither in that _vieux carre_, neither in that Louisiana." And my grandpere and all that coterie they say: "To go at Connect-icut, or Kanzaz, or Californie, tha"z no ril-ief; you muz" go at France and Spain, wherever "tis good to study the iron-work, whiles we are hoping there will be a renaissance in that art and that businezz; and same time only the good G.o.d know" what he can cause to happen to lead a child of the faith out of trouble and sorrow."
"So my father he went, and by reason of that he di"n" have to settle that queztion of honor what diztress all the balance of the coterie; whether to be on the side of Louisiana, or the Union. He di"n" run away to ezcape that war; he di"n" know "twas going to be, and he came back in the mi"l" of it, whiles the city was in the han" of that Union army. Also what cause him to rit-urn was not that war. "Twas one of those thing" what pro-juce" that saying that the truth "tis mo"
stranger than figtion.
"Mr. Chezter, "twas a wonderful! And what make it the mo" wonderful, my father he wasn" hunting for that, neither hadn" ever dream" of it.
He was biccome very much a wanderer. One day he juz" chance" to be in a village in Alsace, and there he saw some chil"ren, playing in the street. And he was very thirzty, from long time walking, and he request" them a drink of water. And a li"l" girl fetch" him a drink.
But she was modess and di"n" look in his face till he was biggening to drink. Then she look" up--she had only about seven year", and my father he look" down, and he juz" drop that cup by his feet that it broke--the handle. And when she cry, and he talk" with her and say don" cry, he can make a cem-ent juz" at her own house to mend that to a perfegtion, he was astonizh" at her voice as much as her face. And when he ask her name and she tell him, her firz" name, and say tha"z the name of her _grand"-mere_, he"s am-aze"! But when he see her mother meeting them he"s not surprise", he"s juz" lightning-struck.
"Same time he try to hide that, and whiles he"s mixing that cem-ent and sticking that handle he look" two-three time" into the front of the hair of that li"l" girl, till the mother she get agitate", and she h-ask him: "What you"re looking? Who told you to look for something there? _Ma foi_! you"re looking for the _pompon gris_ of my mother and grandmother! You"ll not fine it there. Tha"z biccause she"s so young; when she"s grow" up you"ll see; but"--she part" as-ide her own hair in front and he see", my father, under the black a li"l" patch of gray, and he juz" say, "_Mon dieu_!" while she egsclaim"--
""If you know anybody"s got that _pompon_ in Louisiana, age of me, or elze, if older, the sizter of my mother, she"s lost yonder sinze mo"
than twen"y-five year". My anceztor" they are _name_" Pompon for that li"l" gray spot."
"Well, then they--and her "usband, coming in--they make great frien".
My father he show" them thiz picture, and when he tell them the origin-al of that also is name" Fortune, like that child an" her mother, and been from in-fancy a slave, they had to cry, all of them together. And then they tell my father all ab-out those two sizter", how they get marrie" in that village with two young men, cousin" to each other, and how one pair, a year avter, emigrate" to Louisiana with li"l" baby name" Fortune, and--once mo" that old story--they are bound to the captain of the ship for the prise of the pa.s.sage till somebody in Ammerica rid-eem them and they are bound to him to work that out.
And coming accrozz, the father--ship-fever--die", and arriving, the pa.s.sage is pay by the devil know" who".
"Then my father he tell them that chile muz" be orpheline at two-three year", biccause while seeming so white she never think she wasn" black.
"And so my father, coming ad that village the moz" unhappy in the worl", he went away negs day the moz" happy. And he took with him some photo" showing that mother and chile with the mother"s hair comb" to egspose that _pompon gris_; and also he took copy from those record" of babtism of the babtism of that li"l" Fortune, _emigre_.
"Same time, here at home, _our_ Fortune she was so sick with something the doctor he coul"n" make out the nature, and she coul"n" eat till they"re af-raid she"ll die. And one day the doctor bring her father confessor, there where she"s in bed, and break that gently that my father he"s come home, and then that he"s bring with him the perfec"
proof that she"s as white as she look". Well, negs day she"s out of bed; secon" she"s dress--and laughing!--and eating! And every day my father he"s paying his intention", and Mme. Lefevre she"s rij-oice, biccause that riproach is pa.s.s" from monsieur her "usband and pritty quick they are marrie", and tha"z my mother."
After a reverent silence Chester spoke: "And lived long and happily together?"
"Yes, a long, beautiful life. Maybe that life woul"n" be of a diztinction sufficient to you, but to them, yes. They are gone but since lately."
"And that Lefevre house?"
"Ah, you know! Full of Italian"--ten-twelve familie", with washing on street veranda eight day ev"ry week. _Pauvre vieux carre_!"
XLII
MeLANIE
"I suppose," Chester said, breaking another silence, "you and that mother, and your father, have sat in the flowery sunshine of this old plaza together----"
"A thousan" time"," the ironworker replied, mused a bit, and added: "My frien", you are a so patient listener as I never see. Biccause I know you are all that time waiting for a differen" story. And now--I shall tell you that?"
"Yes, however it hits me I"ve got to know it."
"Well, after that, a year and half, I am born. I grow up. I "ave brother" and sizter". We all get marrie", and they, they are scatter"
over the face of Louisiana. But me, I"m the oldest and my father take great trouble in educating me to sugceed him in his businezz, and so I did, like you see. And the same with Dubroca and with Castanado--Ducatel he"s different he"s come into that antique businezz by his mizfortune and he"s--oh, he"s all right only he"s not of the same inspiration to be of that li"l" clique. He"s up-town Creole and with the up-town Creole mind.
And those De l"Isle" they also got a son, and Mme. Alexandre she have a very amiable daughter; and, laz", not leazt, you know, those Chapdelaine"----"
"I certainly do," Chester murmured.
"Yes, a.s.suredlie," said Beloiseau. "Well, now: In those generation"
befo" there was in Royal Street--and Bourbon--and Dauphine--bisside"
crozz-street"--so many of our--I ignore the Englizh word for that--our _affinite_, that our whole market of mat-_rim_-ony was not juz" in one square of Royal; but presently, it break out like an epidemique, ammongs"
our chil"ren, to marry juz" accrozz and accrozz the street; a Beloiseau to a Castanado, a Castanado to a Dubroca, and so forth--even fifth!" The speaker smiled benignly. "Hah! many year" they work" my geniuz hard to make iron candlestick"--orig-in-al diz-ign--for wedding-present". The moze of them, they marrie" without any romanze, egcep" what cann" be av-oid", inside the heart, when both partie" are young, and in love together, and not rich neither dezt.i.tute. But year biffo" laz" we have the romanze of that daughter of Mme. Alexandre and son of De l"Isle and son of Dubroca."
"Is that Melanie, whom you all mention so often but whom I"ve never seen?"
"Yes. Reason you don"t see her---- But I"ll tell you that. Mr.
Chezter, that would make a beautyful story to go with those other" in that book of Mlle. Aline--but of co"se by changing those name", and by preten"ing that happen" at Hong Kong, or Chicago, or Bogota. Presently "tis too short, but you can easy mazk and coztume that in a splendid rhetorique till it"s plenty long enough."
"H"mm!" said Chester, wondering at the artisan"s artlessness off his beaten track. "Go on."
"Well, she"s not beautyful, Melanie; same time she"s not bad-looking and she"s kindess of the kind, and whoever she love"--her mother, for example--and Mlle. Aline--tha"z pretty touching, to see with what an inten-_city_ she love".
"Now, what I tell you, tha"z a very sicret bitwin you and me. Biccause even those Dubroca", _pere_ and _mere_, and those De l"Isle", _pere_ and _mere_, they do" know _all_ that; and me I know that only from Castanado, who know" it only from his wife; biccause she, she know" it only from Mlle. Aline, and none of them know that I know egcep" those Castanado".
"Well! sinze chilehood those three--Melanie, De l"Isle, Dubroca,--they are playmate" together, and Dubroca he"s always call" Melanie his swit-heart. But De l"Isle, no. Always biffo", those De l"Isle they are of the, eh, the _beau monde_ and though li"l" by li"l" losing their fortune, keeping their frien", some of them rich, yet still ad the same time nize people. And that young De l"Isle he"s a good-looking, well-behave", ambitiouz, and got--what you call--dash!
"That was the condition when they are all graduate" from school and go each into his o"cupation, or hers, up to the eyebrow". Melanie and Mlle.
Aline they work" with Mme. Alexandre, though not precizely together, biccause Melanie she show" only an ability to keep those account" and to a.s.sist keeping shop, whiles Mlle. Aline she rimain" always up-stair"
employing that great talent tha"z too valu"ble to be interrupt"."
"Doesn"t she keep the books now?"
"Yes, but tha"z only to a.s.sist Melanie whiles Melanie she"s, eh, away.
Dubroca he go" into businezz with his father, likewise Castanado with his father, but De l"Isle he"s made a secretary in City-hall. So he have mo"
time than those other" and he go" oft-en into society, and he get those manner" and cuztom" of society. And then that young Dubroca biggen very plain to pay his intention" to Melanie, and we are all pretty glad to notiz that, biccause whiles he don"t got that dash of De l"Isle, he"s modess, yet still brave to a perfegtion; and he"s square and got plenty sense, and he"s steady and he"s kind. Every way they are suit" to each other and we think--if that poor old rue Royale _con_-tinue to run down, that will even be good to join those two businezz" together. And bisside", sinze a li"l" shaver Dubroca he ain"t never love n.o.body else, only Melanie.
"But also De l"Isle, like Dubroca, he was always pretty glad of every egscuse to drop in there at Mme. Alexandre and pa.s.s word with Melanie.
"Twas easy to see "tis to Mlle. Aline he"s in love and he come talk to Melanie biccause tha"z the nearess he can reach to Mlle. Aline egcep"
juz" saying good-day whiles pa.s.sing on street or at church door. Oh, he behave the perfec" gen"leman, and still tha"z one reason she get that li"l" "Ector. Yes, we all see that, only Melanie she don"t. So Mlle.
Aline she ezcape" him all she could, but, with that dash he"s got, he persevere" to hang on. And tha"z the miztake they both did, him and Melanie, in doing that American way, keeping that to themselve" instead of--French way--telling their parent".
"Then another thing tranzpire". My son and that son of Castanado bigin, both--but that come" mo" later. Any"ow one day Melanie she bring Mlle.
Aline a note from De l"Isle sol-iciting if she and Melanie will go at matinee with him and Dubroca. And when mademoiselle bigin to make egscuse" Melanie implore" her to go, biccause Mme. Alexandre say no Creole girl cann" go juz" with one man, or even with two. "And mamma she"s right," Melanie say--with tear",--"even in that Am"erican way they got a limit, and same time I"m perishing to go!"