Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1875-07-08
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aroused him.
looked toward my companion.
..Do not feel annoyed said he, smiling
at my impatience "it is very likely that
he has forgotten all about the matter, and
that he would not remember your face
were he TO see it again at this very in
stant." az s..s
made some impatient reply hardly
knew what-and begged for the biography
that had been promised. ..
perhaps have misled you, Chris, !"
said Wines. IL did not mean to say that
could tell very much, and what l do
know came to me through third or fourth
mouth. Still, it may interest you. My
father and this man are firm friends, and
have been friends. as far as can make
out. since they were old enough to know
what friendship is. Bnt when this gentle
man was much younger-younger, think.
by some twenty-five years--he was Tilted
bya girl that he loved to distraction. 1t
well nigh broke his heart. He quilted
the country and followed some Of the wild
est expeditions that ever sailed, and some
Of the most irresponsible flags that were
ever hoisted He has had hand in every
revolution and uprising since 1850, and
he has helped to seat and to unseat more
potentates than you and l have fingers
and thumbs. He is man of enormous
will in great things, and have heard my
father say that he never knew how much
force could be contained in a single indi-
vidual until he watched Parry's life
after"
..What Whose life?" cried !, in as
constituent.
Wines repeated the name, and for a
moment l was speeches. with agitation,
Parry was the name of the lover Of my
Aunt Catherine, and had no doubt that
l had thus run across his path. l re-
Trained from telling Wines what believed
but promised to pacify him at some time
in the future. In the mean time pur-
suaded him to tell me all he knew or sus-
pected further in regard to this suddenly
interesting man.
got but little satisfaction. 1t really
was not surprising that my friend should
not know, but, being little excited, |
took Il rather hard that his stock of infor-
nation ran low so quickly.
called the proprietor of the restaurant,
and questioned him. He only knew that
his customer lived in the university.
In the university This was second
surprise.
.'Bnt do you know whereabouts in the
buildingP In which winga"
"Oh, yes, for my men take dinners to
his rooms very frequently. They are not
in either of the wings. They are in the
main building"
upon which side-the northern, south
ern, or western P"
"Let me think-the southern-up two
flights"
He was my neighbor, then. no doubt
looked my confusion, for had enlisted
my sympalhies too closely with my aunts
affairs not to feel some agitation when in
the course of apparently disconnected
events they were brought to the surface.
''Upon my word" cried Wines. laugh
ing at me, "you are the soul Of mystery.
You stare, and turn red. and twiteh. as II
You were charged with all the crimes IN
the calendar. Come, fancy you would
like to see your hero once more"
"Indeed / should" replied.
''Then / may make it possible. My
father and mother leave tomorrow for
journey in the East. They are going to
make their second visit to Egypt, and
there is to be sort Of God-speed party at
the house tonight. ! have no doubt that
Parry will be there; and if you will go
with me, you can indulge your eyes to
SAL
must kill him. don't do it before the crowd
wait till you can get him alone in some
peaceful corner and out of the way"
asked the host how long his customer
had taken meals in his place. He replied;
''Only six months"
''Yes, that's about it.. l think" said
Wines. II remember that my father
spoke of his semi-secret return to America
some time during last July. He visits
three houses only, and everybody permits
him to manage the least with his memo
ries. All. but he's truly grand sort OF
man. Chris-everything about him, his
person. his secrets, his deeds, the love
with which the people regard him, is some
thing verpowering-massve you know
he throws a shadow all around-d We
understand me? Yes, we are sure to see
him. My father would not stir foot with
out Parry's blessing"
The company at Mr.. Wines's house was
o small one, but it was held in small
room-a MUSHROOM, | think, on the see
ond floor therefore there was genial
atmosphere of community that might not
have existed perhaps in a larger apart
ment. Everybody was finely dressed, and
the time passed Off gayly and half serious
". Most of the people were of middle
age, and the conversation ran generally
upon travel and the torments OF travel, and
now and then some one. by way OF Illus
tration. played an air upon the piano, or
hummed a song. to bring to the minds OF
the others some little scene, or the spirit
of some half forgotten place. At about
ten O'Clock, Wines touched me on the
shoulder. and said:
.'Look, there he is, talking with my
father"
followed the direction with my eyes.
1 surely saw the gentleman whom | had
encountered few hours before, but how
much more elevated did he seem. how
much was added to the dignity of his fig
ure and carriage by the beauty OF his sur
roundings! | could not turn away from
him / followed him as he walked hither
and thither, now bending to hear the re-
mark Of some sitter and now turning with
grave urbanty to reply to some one who
had spoken beside MIN. SO cngrossed did
become with the thoughts that his pres
ence gave rise to-thoughts that embraced
both my aunt and him together with the
great cause that lay between them-that |
did not notice for some while what was