Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1874-09-12
BY ROBERT F. GREELEY

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When Arthur Calverly returned
from college, his studies finished, to
settle permanently upon the family
domain, all of the young of the dis
trict seemed to envy the lad who
was born with golden spoon in
his mouth, and united in predicting
for him n brilliant future-the gem
tier sex because he was handsome
and accomplished, and rode his
horse with dash; the ruder portion
because of his proficiency in the
manly sports, and the reckless pro-
fusion with which his money was
lavished on every hand.
The paternal estate, which was
one of the oldest in Virginia, had
been, for a couple of centuries at
least, in the possession of the Cal
verify family. of whom little
was known save that the founder
had emigrated among the early col
onists, with whom he was so little
associated that, save on eXtraordi-
nary occasions, not even the most
intimate of his neighbors was known
to cross his threshold. a gloomy,
taciturn man, Of swarthy aspect,
whom even his own family appear
cd to shun, as though there had
been contamination in the very at
mosDhere that surrounded him,
chilling and repelling all with
whom he came in contact. Gifted
with q handsome competence, which
enabled him to live in something
like princely style, Arthur Calverly
the cider, inherited all the forbid
ding traits and mysterious habits OF
a long line of ancestors, adding,
however, one feature which had
been hitherto lacking. Austere in
his demeauor as any Of his prede-
CCssors, there still were times when
the bow was unbent, and the lord
of the manor, summoning his ac-
quaintunccs from far and near,
would give an entertainment at
which the widest eXcesses would
be allowed and committed. With
all 4 womans gentleness, with the
right on his side, young Arthur
Calverly was as proud OF spirit as
his father, though without his IA
theirs arrogance. The little he had
seen of the world and its ways only
whetted in him a desire 10 see more,
and numerous were the freaks and
escapadcs to which the enforced
confinement OF his new life now
gave rise. Fer, instead of enjoying,
as he had anticipated, an increased
amount of liberty, the reins were
more tightly drawn than before,
and he was very soon taught that
subserviency to his betters was one
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to whose fortunes he expected tC
fall heir.
As was 10 be anticipated, lac chat.
ed and grew rebelliOuS under the
restraints thus imposed, and sought
in the society OF the prof gate youth
of his class To compensate for the
rigors of his treatment when at
home.
On a brisk fall day. when the
winds whistled shrill over meadow
and moor, and the sky was filled
with flying scuds Of cloud por.
tending storm, young Arthur was
pacing the floor OF his fathers dust
covered library in silence and alone
/ His arms wera folded, his lips COM
pressed, and his whole air that OF
one aweary before his time of the
world and its pleasures. From g
remote part OF the building, blend
inc with the whistling of the wind
as it echoed shriIl through the ram
bling corridors, the sounds ofreye..
ry were borne 10 the ear, mingled
with oaths and laughter; but there
was upon the face OF the young hoil
presumptive, no responsive smile rs
he listened. To the contrary, his
| brOws wore look of care, and hC
muttercd, tre.Eully:
! ''The season of riot and Wassai
/ has come again, and there is now
/ for me nothing bat neglect and dis
daiu, 70 be followed by repToach auC
| harsh treatment on c morrow
/ Would that | had been less the stu
/ dent and more the man OF thc world
] that l might not have been fdted tC
pass my days in seclusion whici
wastes my energies and impairs my
| powers at the moment when they
/ should be most actively employed!
! Then again there was silence
which was interrupted at length by
f.. the opening of a door, and q person
somewhat ripper in years, whose
brow was flushed, and whose step:
were unsteady, as though he ha6
been fresh from some scene of fes
tivity, stood before him.
"Brooding and apart when all a
round you is mirth and hilarity?'
he said, as he noticed the other
preoccupied look, "This is not liku
the Arthur Calverly of our colleg
days, and still less like the heir t,
ne of the Oldest estates in the coun