The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1910-11-24
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Inc gray name Oh Df. Sdmuel dru
waved like a fighting crest as he
made answer:
No the sort of hope you ask" A
moment later he added: John, l am
ASHAMED of you"
The cynical smile of the man !
called my chief still remained upon
his lips. the same drawn look of suf-
fering still remained upon his gaunt
features: but in his blue eye / saw a
CLINT which proved hat the answer of
his old friend had struck out some
unused spark of vitality from the
deep, cold flint of his heart.
Il never knew you for a coward,
calhoun" went on DR.. Ward; NOR
any of your family. L give you now
the benefit of my personal acquain-
tance with this generation of the Cal
Nouns. l ask something more Of you
than faint-heartedness."
The keen eyes turned upon him
again with the old flame of flint which
a generation had known-a genera
rion, for the most part, of enemies.
Did rot Saul fall upon his own
sword?" asked John Calhoun. Have
not devoted leaders from the start of
rhe world till now sometimes rid the
scene of the responsible figures in
lost fights. the men On whom blame
rested for failures?"
"Cowardsi" rejoined DR.. Ward.
"Cowards. every one of them, Were
there not other swords upon which
they might have fallen-those of their
enemies?"
1t is not my own hand-my own
Sword, SAM" said Calhoun. Not that.
You know as well as / that / am
hlreldy marked and doomed, ever as
sit at my table tonight. A walk of
a wet night here in Washington-a
kurn along the Heights on. there when
fhe winter wind is keen-yes, Sam, 1
see my grave before Inc. close enough;
but how can | rest easy in that grave?
Man. We have not yet dreamed how
great a country this may be. We
must have Texas. We must have also
Oregon We must have"
"Free?" The old doctor shrugged
his shoulders and smiled at the arch
pro-slavery exponent.
Then, since you mention It. yes!"
Fetorted Calhoun fretfully. 'Iiut i
shall not go into the old argument of
those who say that black is white,
that south is north. II is only for my
pwn race that l plan a wider America.
But then" Calhoun raised a long,
khin hand Why" he went on slow
~. Il have just told you that 1 have
failed And yet you. my old friend,
whom I ought to trust. condemn me
10 live on"
Yes" he said. at length. Il condemn
you to fight on, John" and he smiled
Erimly.
Why. look at you, mani" he broke
but fercely. after a moment. "The
type and picture of combat! Good
bone, fine bone and hard; a hard head
and bony; little eye. set deep; strong,
wiry muscles. not too b~ig-fshtiag
muscles. not dough; clean limbs;
strong fingers; good arms. legs, neck;
wide chest"
Then you give me hope?" Calhoun
Mashed a smile at him.
No, sir! II you do your duty, there
is no hope for you to live. If yon do
mot do your duty. there is no h0po for
Dou to die, John Calhoun, for more
Khan two years to come-perhaps five
Eears-six. Keep up this work-as
you must, my friend-and you die as
surely As though l shot you through
rs yox sit there. Now, is this any
Eomfo-f to you?"
A gfey pallor ~overspread m. mas
fer's fese. That truth Is welcome to
no mar. morbid or sane, ound O. i'll;
but brave lei meet 1t as this ors did.
Time 30 do much," he mu-znured
TO himself. Time to mend many
broker vessels, IN those two years.
pue more fght-yes. let us have it,"
But Calhoun the man was lost once
more in Calhoun the visionary. the
Fanatic statesman. He summed Up, as
Though to himself, something Of the
situation which then existed at Wash
lngton.
Webster is out of the cabinet, hut Mr..
ppshur's death last month brfags in
new complications. Had he remained
Dur secretary of state, much might
have been done. 1t was only last Oc-
kober he proposed to Texas . treaty
Ef annexation"
Yes, and found Texas pone so
Eager" frowned DIR. Ward.
No; and why not? You and ! know
well enough. Sir Richard P~akenham.
the English plenipotentiary here, could
teil IL he liked. England is busy in
Texas. Texas owes large rsnds to
England. England want TeGjs as a
colony. There is fire under this smoke
Talk of Texas dividing into two gov
ernments, one. at least, under Eng
lands gentle and unselfish care,
And now. lock you" Calhoun con-
kinued, rising. and pacing up and
down, look what is the evidence.
Nan Zandt. charge d'affaires In Wash
hngton for the Republic of Texas,
wrote Secretary Upshur only a month
before Upshur's death, and told him
10 go carefully or he would drive
Mexico to resume the war. and so cost
Texas the friendship of England! Elk
hellent Mr.. Van Zandt! 1 at least
know what the friendship of England
means. So, he asks us If We will pro-
kect Texas with troops and ships in
ease she does sign that agreement of
annexation. Cunning Mr.. Van Zandt!
He knows what that answer must be
to-day, with England ready to fight
has for Texas and Oregon both, and
We wholly unready for war"
But, John, another will have to