The National tribune., 1900-10-04
THE AMERICAN
CATALINE
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Granger. Harry Republican,! Zounds
would sooner see him in his coflin," an
the old man struck the hearth n blow wit
his stick which threatened to break it.
They all humored the old man, an
Harry reconciled him by assuring him
would be time enough to decide to whc
political party he would belong when h
was old enough to vote. The old man
mind having been won from politica
fields TO domestic matters, he asked:
George, have you made that deal witt
Datchcry yet?"
1T is not quite closed, father"
when will it be?''
| "As soon as the election is over Datch
cry is so interested in the election Of Col
Burr that he will talk of nothing else un
til it is past. In truth, father, l nevel
saw such excitement as prevails in New
York. All business is at a standstill a
present"
| SIS Datchery scared up?'
81 believe So"
81 trust not without n cause"
Harry Granger, seeing that whatever
course the conversation took it would in
evitably drift back to Aaron Burr, left
them and went to Edith's chamber. She
was his only confidant, and she alone OF
the family knew of his love for Maude
Lavingston.
Edith" said Harry, softly closing the
door after him, Il am glad I found you
alone, for want to tell you something ~
"Sit down, Harry" returned Edith, who
was sewing. Edith was never idle.
What do you want to talk about?'
Il am going away"
"When" she asked, opening wide her
astonished eyes.
Tomorrow. I am going to New York. ="
Brother, does father know this?"
"No; have told no one but you"
"Why do you not tell him?'
Because l fear he would forbid me,
and l must go. l shall leave letter tell
ing him l have gone on business for some
friends in the country, but he must not
know it is to New York.
Already Harry, like his tutor, had
learned the art Of deceiving.
Harry, will you see Miss Livingston
before you return?" asked Edith.
II hope to-" he answered. Edith's
voice faltcred as she asked:
DO you go on business for Col. Burr?"
Hush, sister; you must not mention
that name in fathers house. l go for a
friend; that is sufficient. You are too
truthful for me to confide his name to
you, for they would ask you, and you
would have to tell; but be assured, sister,
that l will do nothing wrong"
The sister, who was betrOthed to poor
young minister, could sympathize with
her brother in his almost hopeless love
affair. She felt that Aaron Burr was
making n tool of her brother, as he did
of thousands of others, and when he
cou'i no longer serve his purpose he
would cast him aside.
Next morning, before his parents were
awake, Harry rose and hurriedly attiring
himself set out along the Jersey coast,
following it for several miles. 1t was the
middle of the afternoon before he arrived
at Panlus Hook and was ferried over to
New York.
1t was late when he reached the city.
He found Col. Burrs office closed. and
surmiscd at once that the Colonel had
gone to his home at Richmond HILL
Harry, who knew the way, was about 10
proceed to the residence of the Vice-Prcs
idcnt when q sharp, cracked voice at his
side said:
BE We lookin' for Aaron Burr?"
He saw an old woman, hobbling
across the street as fast as she could
She was n very ugly old woman, with red
rims around her eyes, and mouth that
and chattered of itself when she
was not speaking. She was miserably
dressed, and carried some coon skins over
her arm. Harry remembered having seen
her at the river when he landed, and
knew she had followed him. She had
lost her breath, and this made her uglier
still. as she stood trying to regain it.
throat into all sorts of contortiOns.
.'Yes, madame, | am looking for Col
Burr, but l think / know where to find
him.
You do?'-with a sneer. "May hap
you be one of his friends!
Il am"
Her face grew dark and her eyes
cleaned like the Orbs of n tigress, while
her skinny, talOn-like fingers clutched the
folds of her ragged shawl.
Dye know he's murderer she
whispered so hoarsely and with such
that Harry felt n shock thrill
his frame. Yes" she continued. 'he
murdered hcr-my poor beautiful Kate
| see her poor dead face and staring eyes
now as Shc was drawn from the rlVer.
She was beautiful, but she met him, and
the
She looked so wild and mumbled so
sayagcly that Harry became frightened
and hurried away to the residence of Col.
Burr
Richmond Hill was historic in more
ways than one. Washington's headquar-
ters were at this house in 1776. Here
Burr, gay, dashing widower, lived in
1904 in style that kept pace with his
constantly-increasing income. The grounds
Of Richmond Hill reached the Hudson,
with ample gardens and n considerable
extent of grove and farm. Here the Vice
President maintained liberal establish
ment, and exercised the hospitality which
was then in vogue. Burr's pretentions to.
democracy were what Hamilton supposed
the n to be, n sham. He was n mon
archist at heart. Tallcyrand Volncy,
Louis Philippe, and other strangers of dis
tinctiOn whom the French Revolution
drove into exile were entertained with
princely profusion and elegance at Rich
mond Hill. With Tallcyrand and Vol
ncy, Burr became particularly intimate
The one particular in which Richmond
Hill surpassed other houses of equal pre-
tension was its library. Col. Burr was
one of those who had his London book
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