Daily globe., 1882-05-14

NAV have been the eagerness of the
chance to accept the proAered plug;
rumors were current that the old soul
had been bribed to manage it in that
way by rivals in any case, as the Gen
eral stepped into the canoe it was swept
aside, possibly by the turbid stream,
and, hat foremost, the visitor plunged
into the river
"Does you want to be put across
now?" the old negro demanded, when
the General had scrambled into the frail
bark, an object for tears and laughter.
"Of course; so ahead, you old fool; ;"
the other ceased from his profanity and
the effort to get the water out OF his
hair, beard and eyes, long enough to
say that.
Now all this is of any value because it
is narrative of simple fact, and herein is
the wonder of it. Miss Adeline jackson
was as much of a lady as her opportu
mites allowed, sweet tempered, sensible
and excellent every way, as well as a
beauty and an heiress, and she did not
hesitate an instant, when she knew who
it was, to receive her dripping guest
You may, if you please, call it her
womanly pity. Twill not deny she had
her laugh out before she went into the
parlor where her visitor sat by the roar
ing fireside enveloped in halo of steam
from his streaming garments. But he
was none the less Gen. Mcpherson
Rather he made himself that much the
more so! From the moment Of enter
ing the room, his pretty hostess sur
rendered herself to her visitor and to the
circumstances of the case, and the con-
versation was that much the Gvelier, for
that was the mood also of time, the place
and the people. Gen. Mcpherson had
never seen as agreeable companion as
now; the lady had never been quite as
charmed and charming. Yet no one
knew better than herself the vices and
the-alas virtues of this lover of hers.
Yes, it was the fascination of cat-birdand
snake, for, knowing perfectly well what
must follow, she too yielded herself to
him as everybody else had to do; and,
his new suit being thoroughly dry and
brushed up again by that time. in two
months Miss Adeline jackson had be-
come, and as glad to do it as bride
could be, Mrs. Gen. Mcpherson!
just four years afterward Mr.. Morgan
happened to be in New Orleans and
staying at the ST. Charles Hotel. In
going to bed one night he went by mis-
take into room which he supposed to
be his own. A gentleman was seated at
a table therein writing, revolver lying
upon the table by the inkstand. In the
act of apologizing for his intrusion Mr..
Morgan sprang forward and shook the
other cordially by the hand. 1t was
Gen. Mcpherson, apparently the same
courteous gentleman as ever, with, as
Mr.. Morgan well knew, this difference,
that Mrs. Mcpherson was dead, believ-
ing utterly in and devotedly attached to
and proud of her husband to the last. :
It is trne that the General mad squan-
dered her property, but she had clung
to him rather the more for that reason.
Shakespeare saturates Richard Ill. with
the same astonishing magnetism; GER
tainly Aaron Burr possessed it; only you
have yourself to meet the man perfectly
to understand, not it, but its wonderful
working. working as quiet, too, as ST.
lent, as irresistible as any other mag
netism.
"I am glad to meet you," Mr.. Nor
gan yielded so far to it as to say before
they parted for the night, after long
and delightful talk over old times, "for
you would never let me pay you what I
owe you for that land"
"That land ?" the General had for
gotten all about it, and his friend had to
remind him of the suit of clothes and
the acres with which he had purchased
it.
"Thank you, sir" the General said
at last, "I had forgotten it, and it is
exceedingly kind in you to mention it.
I confess I would like little money
Let me see and he sat, his chin upon
his bosom, buried in calculation.
There never was more unsentimental
man than Mr.. Morgan. The antithesis
of the other, in that he was shrewd,
sharp, practical, money-making person,
as determined in his honesty as in his
purpose to be rich. Not that Gen. Nc
Pherson was not honest, but that an un-
reasoning generosity was an element of
his peculiar influence /; whatever money
he had flowed from him as unconscious
ly as its influence from a magnet.
"Why is it? Why is it?" Mr.. Nor
gan reasoned with himself, his keen eyes
upon his disreputable yet distinguished
friend. "This man has in himself all
that education can do for gentleman.