Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1902-08-09

more and more 1nsis-ent, las the weeks
passed. One morning late in June he
was sitting at his desk, writing; his usual
placid brow was ruf1ied, and his fingers
were stained with ink. From his WIN
dow he could see the entire front Of the
house, long facade Of UNCOVERED brick.
A side window, opening on small porch.
led into a bluegrass field dotted here
and there with sheep and cattle. Inc
grounds about the house were scrupuIous-
ly tidy; it was the only estate in the
county that made many pretensions IN
this direction.
It was a picturesque old house, archl-
tecturally unlike any other in the region
about. The generals father had built
it in his early married life after an Eng
lish model. And the grass in the lawn
came from seed brought from Leicester
shire. Brick walls surrounded the sta
BILE yard, and an old clock buisst into the
front wall of the stable still marked the
time.
Gen. Tazewell wrote laboriously. Some
Blue Books and Congressional Reports
were open and held in place by paper
weights. A quantity of newspaper clip
pings were spread before him, and the
proof sheets of a bulky volume rested in
chair at his side. He was a powerful,
unathletic man, and perspired freely. Tbs
air coming in at the windows was hot.
1t was a close, sluggish feeling day, with
prophecy of coming rain.
Suddenly, as he was writing, there
came a sharp pain in his side, just where
n hopIIyorohinf prntpu6oH his nook
ct. It grew for a moment in intensity,
| like a knife thrust, so severe that his
face was distorted, and he saw through
a mist He kept quite still, suffering
agonp. The pain left him as suddenly
as it came, and he famed himself back
| into composure. After a few minutes he
walked to the window and sat down on
the seat. His wife, in white muslin
| gown, was pruning a rose bush on the
| lawn. 1t seemed to him she had never
looked so beautiful before, as he noted
the clear lines of her profile, the curves
of the full neck, and the round arms
showing through the thin sleeves. The
birds sang in the trees, the waves Of
heat pulsated in the air, and the earth
| gave forth q warm rich odor. The gem
eral shut his eyes and sought to recall
the pain and it's location. Save for a
slight giddiness its effect had passed.
1t might have been rheumatism, but the
suggestion did not bring much comfort
to his mind. Suppose it were what he
feared, what was his lifetime of labor
worth, if he must lose it's fruits? What
had he got out of it? He was rich be-
yond his wifes suspicious and he sat in
the high places; but a parsimonious turn
had prevented him from enjoying his
wealth, and nervous dread of losing
honors and offices had taken from the
pleasure of power.
Something of this came to him, and
then his mind dwelt on the disposition of
his property after him. He had no chill
dren. The coupling of Carrington's name
with that of his wife was not a pleasing
thought He had encouraged CARING
toms intimacy in the house at first from
self-interest. Hugh was a successful
planter, and the politician had obtained
| in his absence the general oversight Of
watchful manager at no cost to himself.
But Gen. Tazewell did not care to have
| things go too far, and now Darlington
must leave the country; either willingly
to Cuba, or unwillingly elsewhere. He
would sendo Hugh to a country where
zeal for riches or yellow fever would keep
him; make his plans to corral the State
Legislature and obtain the senatorship,
which would fall vacant the coming year
his public services entitled him to the
honor, and his hold on various wires made
it's bestowal an him more than probable;
and then he could take his ease and enjoy
! the social pleasures which his position
and his wife's beauty would give him
He strolled out into the embroidered
lawn.
ITO no ooutinund