Barbour County index., 1910-11-16
CHAPTER 1.
The Makers Of Maps.

. woman is not engaged in some way
fomenting the suit.-Juvenal
Then you offer me no hope, doc
tori"
The gray name of DR.. Samuel Ward
waved like a fighting crest as he
made answer:
mot 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-
fertng still remained upon his gaunt
features; but in his blue eye l saw a
CLINT which proved that 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
houns. l ask something more Of you
than faint-heartedness"
again with the old fame of flint which
a generation had known-a genera
tion, for the most part, of enemies.
did not Saul fall upon his own
sword?" asked John Calhoun. Have
not devoted leaders from the start of
the world till now sometimes rid the
scene Of the responsible figures in
Aoyht &c hA
rested for failures?"
"Cowards!" rejoined DR.. Ward.
"Cowards, every one of them! We're
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. mot that.
You know as well as 1 that I am
already marked and doomed, even as
4 sit at my table tonight. A walk of
wet night here in Washington-a
turn along the Heights out there when
the winter wind is keen-yes, Sam,
see my grave before me, 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!"
re1orted Calhoun fretfully. "But l
Rhall not go into the old argument OF
those who say that black Is white
that south Is north. 1t is only for my
own race that plan wider America
But then" Calhoun raised a long
thin hand. "Why," he went on slow
ly, 81 have just told you that have
failed. And yet you, my old friend
whom ought to trust, condemn me
10 live on!"
"Yes." he said, at length, II condemn
you to fight on. john" and he smiled
grimly. ..
why, look at you, mani" he brok'
out flercely, after a moment. "Th'
type and picture Of combat! Goot
bone, fine bone and hard; a hard heat
and bony; little eye, set deep; strong
wiry muscles. not too big-hghtin
muscles, not dough; clean limbs
strong fingers; good arms, legs, neck
wide chest"
Then you give me hope?" Calhou
flashed a smile at him.
mo, sir! II you do your duty, ther
II no hope for you to live. If you d
not do your duty, there is no hope fo
you to die, John Calhoun, for NOR
than two years to come-perhaps f1v
years-six. Keep up this works
you must. my friend-and you die g
surely as though l shot you throug
as you sit there. Now, is this an
comfort to your"
A gray pallor overspread my ma
teTs face. That truth is welcome
no man. morbid or sane, sound or IL
but brave men meet 1t as this one di
"Time to do much!" he murmurt
20 himself. thine to mend maj
broken vessels, in those two year
One more fght-yes, let US have it
But Calhoun the man was lost on
more in Calhoun the visionary, Il
fanatic statesman. He summed up,
though to himself, something Of t
situation which then existed at Was
lngton.
Yes, the coast is clearer, now th
Webster is out of the cabinet, but
Upshur's death last month brings
new complications. Had he remain
our secretary OF state, much mig
have been done. It was only last {
tober he proposed to Texas a tres
Of annexation"
"Yes, and found Texas none
eager" frowned DR.. Ward.
mo; and why notf You and I kni
well enough. Sir Richard Pakenha
the English plenipotentiary here, col
tell II he liked. England Is busy
Texas. Texas owes large funds
England. England want Texas as
colony. There is fire under this smC
talk Of Texas dividing into two g
ernments, one, at least, under E
lands gentle and unselfish carel
"And now. look YOU" Calhoun C