Had been taught to read by her mother, and loved her book. The eyes of the Squatter did not suffer marketing tutor recommends her long from sight. The girl looked at him, quietly, and the brute turned his eyes upon the fire.
He would start up and exclaim passionately, then sink down in his chair and cover his face with his hands; but he could not continue long in this or any other position. “Let me out;” said he, “I must go and see Bostwick. He has sent for me to come. He calls for me. I hear him.” If you or Mrs. Eveleigh have any servants who have had the disease, send them here to attend upon this wretched creature. He will scarcely live another day; but send for Dr. Warley, and, in the meantime, let him have some cooling medicines, and proper food. But see that you keep his wife away, unless she has been inoculated–which I suppose very unlikely.”
McKewn, the Scotchman, was making his way directly towards the widow’s. Arthur would have avoided him, by burying himself in the woods, but it was too late to escape unseen, and McKewn seemed determined to prevent it. He saw, in the aspect of the young man, the prejudices and suspicions of the mother. We have seen that he had already called upon the widow.
He was to give the signal, discharging a pistol, and rushing into sight, though at a greater distance from the enemy than either of the other parties. His pistol shot, his fierce halloo, and his rush, from out the covert, was followed in a few seconds by a terrible uproar from the court of the dwelling; and, directly after, from Dennison and his companion Oakenburg had famous lungs, if his courage was wanting in firmness. He could roar like an alligator, and his bellowings shook the wood. The Sheriff and his party were at once on their feet.
Life itself is civil war; and our enemies are more or less strong and numerous, according to circumstances. One of the greatest misfortunes of men, and it has been mine until this hour, consists in the great reluctance of the mind to contemplate and review, calmly, the difficulties which surround us–to look our dangers in the face, see how they lie, where they threaten, and how we may contend against them. We are all quite too apt to refuse to look at our troubles, and prefer that they should leap on us, at a bound, rather than disquiet ourselves, in advance of the conflict, by contemplating the dangers with which we think it impossible to contend. I have just succeeded in overcoming this reluctance. I have arrayed before my mind’s eye all my annoyances, and the consequence is that I snap my fingers at them.