"That ain"t any name fur it. Why, he"s actin" this mornin" jest like the world"s his oyster--and every month had an "r" in it at that."
"I"m delighted to hear it. I"ve always been taken with the chap; and I"m very glad you read him correctly. It seemed to me you were taking a risk. It would have broken the spirit of most men."
"Well, you see I knew the stock. It"s pushin", fightin" stock. My grandfather fought his way west to Pennsylvania when that country was wilder"n Africa, and my father fought his way to Ohio when that was the frontier. I seen some hard times myself, and this boy"s father was a fighter, too. So I knew the boy had it in him, all right. He"s got his faults, but they don"t hurt him none."
"Will he return West?"
"He will that--and the West is the only place fur him. He was gettin"
bad notions about his own country here from them folks that"s always crackin" up the "other side" "sif there wa"n"t any "this side," worth speakin" of in company. This was no place fur him. Mr. Shepler, this whole country is G.o.d"s country. I don"t talk much about them things, but I believe in G.o.d--a man has to if he lives so much alone in them wild places as I have--and I believe this country is His favourite. I believe He set it apart fur great works. The history of the United States bears me out so fur. And I didn"t want any of my stock growin"
up without feelin" that he had the best native land on earth, and without bein" ready to fight fur it at the drop of the hat. And jest between you and me, I believe we can raise that kind in the West better"n you can here in New York. You got a fine handsome town here, it"s a corkin" good place to see--and get out of--but it ain"t any breedin" place--there ain"t the room to grow. Now we produce everything in the West, includin" men. Here you don"t do anything but consume--includin" men. If the West stopped producin" men fur you, you"d be as bad off as if it stopped producin" food. You can"t grow a big man on this island any more than you can grow wheat out there on Broadway. You"re all right. You folks have your uses. I ain"t like one of these crazy Populists that thinks you"re rascals and all like that; but my point is that you don"t get the fun out of life. You don"t get the big feelin"s. Out in the West they"re the flesh and blood and bone; and you people here, meanin" no disrespect--you"re the dimples and wrinkles and--the warts. You spend and gamble back and forth with that money we raise and dig out of the ground, and you think you"re gettin"
the best end of it, but you ain"t. I found that out thirty-two years ago this spring. I had a crazy fool notion then to go back there even when I hadn"t gone broke--and I done well to go. And that"s why I wanted that boy back there. And that"s why I"m mighty proud of him, to see he"s so hot to go and take hold, like I knew he would be."
"That"s excellent. Now, Mr. Bines, I like him and I dare say you"ve done the best thing for him, unusual as it was. But don"t grind him.
Might it not be well to ease up a little after he"s out there? You might let it be understood that I am willing to finance any of those propositions there liberally--"
"No, no--that ain"t the way to handle him. Say, I don"t expect to quit cussin" him fur another thirty days yet. I want him to think he ain"t got a friend on earth but himself. Why, I"d have made this play just as I have done, Mr. Shepler, if there hadn"t been a chance to get back a cent of it--if we"d had to go plumb broke--back to the West in an emigrant car, with bologna and crackers to eat, that"s what I"d have done. No, sir, no help fur him!"
"Aren"t you a little hard on him?"
"Not a bit; don"t I know the stock, and know just what he needs? Most men you couldn"t treat as I"m treatin" him; but with him, the harder you bear down on him the more you"ll get out of him. That was the way with his pa--he was a different man after things got to comin" too easy fur him. This fellow, the way I"m treatin" him, will keep his head even after he gets things comin" easy again, or I miss my guess. He thinks I despise him now. If you told him I was proud of him, I almost believe you could get a bet out of him, sick as he is of gamblin"."
"Has he suspected anything?"
"Sure, not! Why, he just thanked me about an hour ago fur savin"
him--made me shake hands with him--and I could see the tears back in his eyes."
The old man chuckled.
"It was like Len Carey"s n.i.g.g.e.r Jim. Len had Jim set apart on the plantation fur his own n.i.g.g.e.r. They fished and went huntin" and swimmin" together. One day they"d been swimmin", and was lyin" up on the bank. Len got thinkin" he"d never seen any one drown. He knew Jim couldn"t swim a lick, so he thought he"d have Jim go drown. He says to him, "Jim, go jump off that rock there!" That was where the deep hole was. Jim was scar"t, but he had to go. After he"d gone down once, Len says to him, "Drown, now, you d.a.m.n n.i.g.g.e.r!" and Jim come up and went down twice more. Then Len begun to think Jim was worth a good bit of money, and mebbe he"d be almighty walloped if the truth come out, so he dives in after Jim and gets him sh.o.r.e, and after while he brought him to. Anyway, he said, Jim had already sure-enough drowned as fur as there was any fun in it. Well, Len Carey is an old man now, and Jim is an old white-headed n.i.g.g.e.r still hangin" around the old place, and when Len goes back there to visit his relatives, old n.i.g.g.e.r Jim hunts him up with tears in his eyes, and thanks Mister Leonard fur savin" his life that time. Say, I felt this mornin" like Len Carey must feel them times when Jim"s thankin" him."
Shepler laughed.
"You"re a rare man, Mr. Bines. I"ll hope to have your cheerful, easy views of life if I ever lose my hold here in the Street. I hope I"ll have the old Bines philosophy and the young Bines spirit. That reminds me," he continued as Uncle Peter rose to go, "we"ve been pretty confidential, Mr. Bines, and I don"t mind telling you I was a bit afraid of that young man until yesterday. Oh, not on the stock proposition. On another matter. You may have noticed that night at the Oldakers"--well, women, Mr. Bines, are uncertain. I know something about markets and the ways of a dollar, but all I know about women is that they"re good to have. You can"t know any more about them, because they don"t know any more themselves. Just between us, now, I never felt any too sure of a certain young woman"s state of mind until copper reached 51 and Union Cordage had been blown up from inside."
They parted with warm expressions of good-will, and Uncle Peter, in high spirits at the success of his machinations, had himself driven up-town.
The only point where his plans had failed was in Mrs. Wybert"s refusal to consider Mauburn after the birth of the Ca.s.selthorpe twins. Yet he felt that matters, in spite of this happening, must go as he wished them to. The Englishman-Uncle Peter cherished the strong anti-British sentiment peculiar to his generation--would surely never marry a girl who was all but penniless, and the consideration of an alliance with Mrs. Wybert, when the fortune should be lost, had, after all, been an incident--a means of showing the girl, if she should prove to be too deeply infatuated with Mauburn for her own peace of mind--how unworthy and mercenary he was; for he had meant, in that event, to disillusion her by disclosing something of Mrs. Wybert"s history--the woman Mauburn should prefer to her. He still counted confidently on the loss of the fortune sufficing to break the match.
When he reached the Hightower that night for dinner, he found Percival down-stairs in great glee over what he conceived to be a funny situation.
"Don"t ask me, Uncle Peter. I couldn"t get it straight; but as near as I could make out, Mauburn came up here afraid the blow of losing him was going to kill sis with a broken heart, and sis was afraid the blow was going to kill Mauburn, because she wouldn"t have married him anyway, rich or poor, after he"d lost the t.i.tle. They found each other out some way, and then Mauburn accused her of being heartless, of caring only for his t.i.tle, and she accused him of caring only for her money, and he insisted she ought to marry him anyway, but she wouldn"t have it because of the twins--"
Uncle Peter rubbed his big brown hands with the first signs of cheerfulness he had permitted Percival to detect in him.
"Good fur Pish--that"s the way to take down them conceited Britishers--"
"But then they went at matters again from a new standpoint, and the result is they"ve made it up."
"What? Has them precious twin Ca.s.selthorpes perished?"
"Not at all, both doing finely--haven"t even had colic--growing fast--probably learned to say "fancy, now," by this time. But Mauburn"s going West with us if we"ll take him."
"Get out!"
"Fact! Say, it must have been an awful blow to him when he found sis wouldn"t think of him at all without his t.i.tle, even if she was broke.
They had a stormy time of it from all I can hear. He said he was strong enough to work and all that, and since he"d cared for her, and not for her money, it was low down of her to throw him over; then she said she wouldn"t leave her mother and us, now that we might need her, not for him or any other man--and he said that only made him love her all the more, and then he got chesty, and said he was just as good as any American, even if he never would have a t.i.tle; so pretty soon they got kind of interested in each other again, and by the time I came home it was all over. They ratified the preliminary agreement for a merger."
"Well, I snum!"
"That"s right, go ahead and snum. I"d snum myself if I knew how--it knocked me. Better come up-stairs and congratulate the happy couple."
"Shoo, now! I certainly am mighty disappointed in that fellow. Still he _is_ well spotted, and them freckles mean iron in the blood. Maybe we can develop him along with the other properties."
They found Psyche already radiant, though showing about her eyes traces of the storm"s devastations. Mauburn was looking happy; also defiant and stubborn.
"Mr. Bines," he said to Uncle Peter, "I hope you"ll side with me. I know something about horses, and I"ve nearly a thousand pounds that I"ll be glad to put in with you out there if you can make a place for me."
The old man looked him over quizzically. Psyche put her arm through Mauburn"s.
"I"d _have_ to marry some one, you know, Uncle Peter!"
"Don"t apologise, Pish. There"s room for men that can work out there, Mr. Mauburn, but there ain"t any vintages or trouserings to speak of, and the hours is long."
"Try me, Mr. Bines!"
"Well, come on! If you can"t skin yourself you can hold a leg while somebody else skins. But you ain"t met my expectations, I"ll say that."
And he shook hands cordially with the Englishman.
"I say, you know," said Mauburn later to Psyche, "why _should_ I skin myself? Why should I be skinned at all, you know?"
"You shouldn"t," she rea.s.sured him. "That"s only Uncle Peter"s way of saying you can help the others, even if you can"t do much yourself at first. And won"t Mrs. Drelmer be delighted to know it"s all settled?"
"Well," said Uncle Peter to Percival, later in the evening, "Pish has done better than you have here. It"s a pity you didn"t pick out some good sensible girl, and marry her in the midst of your other doings."
"I couldn"t find one that liked cats. I saw a lot that suited every other way but I always said to myself, "Remember Uncle Peter"s warning!" so I"d go to an animal store and get a basket of kittens and take them around, and not one of the dozen stood your test. Of course I"d never disregard your advice."
"Hum," remarked Uncle Peter, in a tone to be noticed for its extreme dryness. "Too bad, though--you certainly need a wife to take the conceit out of you."
"I lost that in the Street, along with the rest."
"Well, son, I ain"t no ways alarmed but what you"ll soon be on your feet again in that respect--say by next Tuesday or Wednesday. I wish the money was comin" back as easy."
"Well, there are girls in Montana City."
"You could do worse. That reminds me--I happened to meet Shepler to-day and he got kind of confidential,--talkin" over matters. He said he"d never really felt sure about the affections of a certain young woman, especially after that night at the Oldakers"--he"d never felt dead sure of her until you went broke. He said you never could know anything about a woman--not really."
"He knows something about that one, all right, if he knows she wouldn"t have any use for me now. Shepler"s coming on with the ladies. I feel quite hopeful about him."