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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + + + + +Title: Rich Enough + a tale of the times + + +Author: Hannah Farnham Sawyer Lee + + + +Release Date: October 29, 2007 [eBook #23231] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII) + + +***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK RICH ENOUGH*** +</pre> +<p><a name="startoftext"></a></p> +<p>Transcribed from the 1837 Whipple and Damrell edition by David +Price, email ccx074@pglaf.org</p> +<h1>RICH ENOUGH;<br /> +A TALE OF THE TIMES</h1> +<p style="text-align: center"><span class="smcap">by the author +of</span><br /> +“THREE EXPERIMENTS OF LIVING.”</p> +<blockquote><p>And while they were eating and drinking, there +came a great wind from the wilderness, and smote the four corners +of the house, and it fell upon them.</p> +</blockquote> +<p style="text-align: center">Third Edition.</p> +<p style="text-align: center">BOSTON:<br /> +PUBLISHED BY WHIPPLE & DAMRELL,<br /> +No. 9 Cornhill.</p> +<p style="text-align: center"><span class="smcap">new +york</span>:—<span class="smcap">samuel colman</span>,<br +/> +No. 114 Fulton Street.</p> +<p style="text-align: center">1837.</p> +<p style="text-align: center"><!-- page 2--><a +name="page2"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 2</span>Entered +according to Act of Congress, in the year 1837, by<br /> +<span class="smcap">Whipple and Damrell</span>,<br /> +In the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of +Massachusetts.</p> +<h2><!-- page 3--><a name="page3"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +3</span>CHAPTER I.</h2> +<p>“Welcome,” said Mr. Draper, the rich merchant, to +his brother, who entered his counting-room one fine spring +morning. “I am truly glad to see you—but what +has brought you to the city, at this <i>busy country</i> season, +when ploughing and planting are its life and sinews?”</p> +<p>“A motive,” said Howard, smiling, “that I am +sure will need no apology with you—<i>business</i>! I +have acquired a few hundreds, which I wish to invest safely, and +I want your advice.”</p> +<p>“When you say safely, I presume you mean to include +profitably.”</p> +<p><!-- page 4--><a name="page4"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +4</span>“Ay, profitably and safely.”</p> +<p>“I am just fitting out a ship for Canton; what do you +think of investing the sum in articles of foreign +merchandise?”</p> +<p>“I confess,” said Howard, “I have great +distrust of winds and waves.”</p> +<p>“Suppose you invest it in Eastern lands? many have made +fortunes in this way.”</p> +<p>“I am not seeking to make a fortune,” said Howard, +quietly;—“my object is to secure something for my +family in case of accident, and I only want to invest what I do +not require for present use in a manner that will bring compound +interest. I hope not to be obliged to take up the interest +for many years, but to be adding it to the principal, with such +sums as I may be able to spare from our daily +exertions.”</p> +<p>“I perceive, brother,” replied Mr. Draper, a +little scornfully, “you have not increased in worldly +wisdom.”</p> +<p>“I have not been much in the way of it,” said +Howard.—“Mine is a still, peaceful life—I study +the changes of the atmosphere more than the science of worldly +wisdom.”</p> +<p><!-- page 5--><a name="page5"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +5</span>“We can get along, however, but poorly without +it,” replied Mr. Draper; “the harmlessness of the +dove is no match for the cunning of the serpent.”</p> +<p>“True,” said Howard; “but if you mean me by +the dove, there is no necessity for my venturing into the nest of +serpents. I am well aware that my habits of thinking and +modes of life are tame and dull, compared to your projects and +success;—but we are differently constituted, and while I +honor your spirit and enterprise, and do justice to the honest +and intelligent business men of your city, I am contented with my +own lot, which is that of a farmer, whose object is to earn a +competency from his native soil, or, in other words, from +ploughing and planting. I have no desire for speculation, +no courage for it; neither do I think, with a family like mine, I +have a right to <i>risk</i> my property.”</p> +<p>“There you are wrong; every body has a right to do as he +pleases with his own property.”</p> +<p>“To be honest, then,” replied Howard, “I +have none that I call exclusively my own. <!-- page 6--><a +name="page6"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 6</span>Property is +given to us for the benefit of others; every man is accountable +for his stewardship.”</p> +<p>“But can you do better than to double and treble it +every year, or, by some fortunate speculation, convert ten +thousand dollars into ten times ten thousand?”</p> +<p>“I should say,” replied Howard, “if this +were a certainty, it would cease to be <i>speculation</i>, and I +should feel bound to do it, within honest means. But as the +guardian of my family, I feel that I have no right to venture my +little capital in a lottery.”</p> +<p>“It is lucky all men are not of your mind,” said +Mr. Draper, rather impatiently, and taking up his pen, which he +had laid down;—“but really, brother, I am full of +engagements, and though I am rejoiced to see you, I must defer +further conversation till we meet at dinner; then we shall have +time to talk over your affairs; just now, I am wholly +engaged.”</p> +<p>Near the dinner hour Howard went to his brother’s +house. It was large, and elegantly furnished, and, what in +the city is rather uncommon, surrounded by trees and +pleasure-grounds, <!-- page 7--><a name="page7"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 7</span>a fine yard in front, and a large +garden in the rear. Mr. Draper purchased the place when +real estate was low, and it had since risen to more than double +its original value. Howard was conducted to the +dining-room, where he found his sister-in-law, Mrs. Draper. +They met with much cordiality—but he perceived that she was +thinner and paler than when they last met.</p> +<p>“You are not well, I fear,” said Howard, +anxiously.</p> +<p>“I have a cold,” replied she; and with that +nervous affection which often follows inquiries after the health, +she gave a half-suppressed cough. “Have you seen my +husband?” she asked.</p> +<p>“Yes, I left the stage at the corner of State Street, +and went directly to his counting-room; but I found him engrossed +by business, and verily believe I should not have obtained a +moment’s conversation after the brotherly welcome that his +heart gave me in spite of teas, silks, hides, stocks, and per +centage, if I had not had a little business of my own,—a +little money to invest.”</p> +<p><!-- page 8--><a name="page8"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +8</span>“Are you, too, growing rich?” said Mrs. +Draper, with a languid smile.</p> +<p>“O no,” replied Howard; “we farmers have not +much prospect of growing <i>rich</i>. If we earn a +comfortable living, and lay by a little at the end of the year, +we call ourselves thriving, and that is the most we can +expect.”</p> +<p>“You have advantages,” said Mrs. Draper, +“that do not belong to those who are striving to grow rich; +you have wealth that money seldom can +buy,—<i>time</i>.”</p> +<p>“We have our seasons of leisure,” returned Howard, +“and yet, I assure you, we have employment enough to prize +those periods. You would be surprised to find how much +constant occupation every season demands. Spring is the +great storehouse of our wealth, but we must toil to open its +treasures; they are hid in the bowels of the earth.”</p> +<p>“You remind me,” said Mrs. Draper, “of the +story of the farmer who had two sons. To one he left a +large sum of gold; to the other his farm, informing him he would +find an equivalent portion hid in the earth. The one +invested his money in merchandise, and <!-- page 9--><a +name="page9"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 9</span>made +‘haste to grow rich;’ the other dug every year with +renewed hope of finding the gold, and continued planting and +sowing as his father had done before him. At the end of +fifteen years, they met on the same spot, the one a bankrupt, the +other a thriving farmer. I suppose,” added she, +“I need not put the moral to the end of my tale, in +imitation of Æsop’s fables; you will find it +out.”</p> +<p>“It is so applicable,” said Howard, “to our +present conversation, that I almost think it is an impromptu for +my benefit.”</p> +<p>“Not for yours,” said she; “you do not want +it. But now tell me a little about your fanning +seasons. Spring, I understand, must be a very busy one; but +when you have ploughed and planted, what have you to do but sit +down and wait?”</p> +<p>“My dear sister,” said Howard, “you, who +know so much better than I do how to carry out your comparisons, +can well understand that there is no time given us for idleness; +while we wait the result of one part of our labors, we have other +works to accomplish. Spring-time and harvest follow each +other rapidly; <!-- page 10--><a name="page10"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 10</span>we have to prepare our barns and +granaries. Our mowing season is always one of our +busiest. We have our anxieties, too;—we watch the +clouds as they pass over us, and our spirits depend much on +sunshine and rain; for an unexpected shower may destroy all our +labors. When the grass is cut, we must make it into hay; +and, when it is properly prepared, store it in the barns. +After haying-time, there are usually roads, fences, and stone +walls to repair, apples to gather in, and butter to pack +down. Though autumn has come, and the harvest is gathered +in, you must not suppose our ploughing is over. We turn up +the ground, and leave it rough, as a preparation for the +spring. A good farmer never allows the winter to take him +by surprise. The cellars are to be banked up, the barns to +be tightened, the cattle looked to,—the apples carefully +barrelled, and the produce sent to market. We have long +evenings for assorting our seeds, and for fireside +enjoyment. Winter is the season for adjusting the accounts +of the past year, and finding out whether we <!-- page 11--><a +name="page11"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 11</span>are thriving +farmers. Depend upon it, we have no idle time.”</p> +<p>“How curiously we may follow out the cultivation of the +earth with the striking analogy it bears to the human +mind,” said Mrs. Draper, “in sowing the seeds, in +carefully plucking up the weeds without disturbing what ought to +be preserved, in doing all we can by our own labors, and trusting +to Heaven for a blessing on our endeavors! A reflecting +farmer must be a wise man.”</p> +<p>“I am afraid,” said Howard, “there are not +many wise men amongst us, according to your estimation. In +all employments we find hurry and engrossment; we do not stop to +reason and meditate; many good agricultural men are as destitute +of moral reflection as the soil they cultivate.”</p> +<p>“At least,” said Mrs. Draper, “they have not +the same temptation to become absorbed by business as +merchants.”</p> +<p>“I believe we shall find human nature much the same in +all situations,” said Howard. “There is one +great advantage, however, in farming—that is, its +comparative security:—we are satisfied <!-- page 12--><a +name="page12"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 12</span>with moderate +gains; we have none of those tremendous anxieties that come with +sudden failures, the fall of stocks, and obstructed +currency.”</p> +<p>“And this is every thing,” said Mrs. Draper, with +enthusiasm. “Nobody knows better than I do, how a +noble and cultivated mind may be subjugated by the feverish +pursuit of wealth—how little time can be spared to the +tranquil pleasures of domestic life, to the home of early +affection—” She stopped, and seemed +embarrassed.—Howard’s color rose high; there was a +pause. At length he said,</p> +<p>“Every situation has its trials; those who best support +them are the happiest. But we are growing serious. I +want to see your children—how they compare with mine in +health and size, and whether we can build any theory in favor of +a country life in this respect.”</p> +<p>The children were brought; they were both girls. The +eldest was the picture of health, but the youngest seemed to have +inherited something of the delicacy of her mother’s +constitution.</p> +<p>“I can scarcely show one amongst my boys,” <!-- +page 13--><a name="page13"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +13</span>said Howard, “that gives evidence of more ruddy +health than your eldest girl, Frances; but my wife’s little +namesake, Charlotte, looks more like a city-bred lady.—O, +here comes my brother James.”</p> +<p>Mr. Draper entered. A close observer would have been +struck with the difference of expression in the countenances of +the two brothers, although they were marked by a strong +resemblance. That of the eldest was eager and flushed; the +brightness of his eye was not dimmed, but it was unsettled and +flashing; there were many lines of care and anxiety, and his +whole air marked him as a business man. Howard’s +exterior was calm, and thoughtful;—the very hue of his +sun-burnt complexion seemed to speak of the healthy influence of +an out-of-door atmosphere. They were both men of education +and talent; but circumstances early in life rendered them for a +time less united. Both had fixed their affections on the +gentle being before them. James was the successful +suitor. There are often wonderful proofs of St. +Pierre’s proposition that ‘harmony proceeds from +contrast.’ Frances and Howard had much <!-- page +14--><a name="page14"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 14</span>the +same tastes and pursuits. Howard’s attachment was +deep and silent; James’s, ardent and zealously +expressed;—he won the prize. Howard’s taste led +him to a country life. He was not rich enough to become a +gentleman farmer; he therefore became a working one. For +years, he did not visit his brother; but at length the wound was +entirely healed by another of the fair creatures whom Heaven has +destined to become the happiness or misery of man. Still +the theory of contrast was carried through; his second love was +unlike his first; she was full of gayety and life, and gave to +his mind an active impulse, which it often wanted. Frances, +in the midst of society, drew her most congenial pleasures from +books. Charlotte, the wife of Howard, though in comparative +solitude, drew her enjoyment from society. There was not a +family in the village near, that did not, in some way or other, +promote her happiness. Her information was gathered from +intercourse with living beings—her knowledge from real +life. If the two sisters had changed situations, the one +might have become a mere bookworm; the other, from the liveliness +<!-- page 15--><a name="page15"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +15</span>of her disposition, and the warm interest she took in +characters, a little of a gossip. As it was, they both +admirably filled their sphere in life, and influenced and were +influenced by the characters of their partners.</p> +<p>“Why did you not persuade Charlotte to come with +you?” said Mrs. Draper. “Sisters ought to be +better acquainted than we are.”</p> +<p>“I invited her,” said Howard, “but she +laughed at my proposing that a farmer and his wife should leave +the country at the same time. I have brought, however, a +proposal from her, that you should transport yourself and +children back with me; we have room enough in our barn-like house +for any of your attendants that you wish to bring.”</p> +<p>For a moment Mrs. Draper seemed disposed to accept the +invitation; but she immediately added,—“I do not like +to take my children from their schools.”</p> +<p>“That is just the answer Charlotte anticipated, and she +desired me to combat it with all my book-learning opposed to +yours, and now and then fill up the interstices with such plain +matter-of-fact argument as she could offer; for <!-- page 16--><a +name="page16"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 16</span>instance, +that they would improve more in one month passed in the country, +at this fine season, than in a whole summer at school. +‘Tell her,’ said she, ‘to let them</p> +<blockquote><p>‘Leave their books and come away,<br /> +That boys and girls may join in play.’”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>“I really think, Frances,” said Mr. Draper, +“this would be an excellent plan; you are not quite well, +and the country air will be of service to you and +Charlotte.”</p> +<p>“We have so much more of country round us,” said +she, with an air of satisfaction, “than most of my city +friends, that I scarcely feel it right to make trees or grass an +excuse for emigration. I have as much pleasure in seeing +spring return to unlock my treasures, as you can have, +Howard. I must show you some of my rare plants. I +have, too, my grape and strawberry vines; and finer peach trees I +do not think you can exhibit.”</p> +<p>“I sincerely hope,” said Howard, “you will +enjoy this pleasure long, and eat fruit that you have cultivated +yourself: I dare say, it is sweeter than any you can +buy.”</p> +<p><!-- page 17--><a name="page17"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +17</span>“It ought to be,” said Mr. Draper, a little +seriously, “for it certainly costs about six times as much +as the highest market price that we should pay. We live +here at a most enormous rent; my conscience often twinges me on +the subject.”</p> +<p>“And yet I have heard you say, that you bought this +place lower,” said Howard, “than any which you would +now occupy.”</p> +<p>“That is true; but by taking down this building, and +cutting the land into lots, I might get a house +clear.” A slight flush passed over Mrs. +Draper’s cheek.</p> +<p>“I have had applications,” continued Mr. Draper, +“for the whole estate as it stands; but really, it is such +a source of pleasure to my wife to have her garden and her +shrubbery, that I have not listened to them.”</p> +<p>“Thank you,” said Mrs. Draper.</p> +<p>“I am doubtful, however, whether I am doing right to let +so much property remain idle and useless.”</p> +<p>“Not useless, brother,” said Howard, “if it +gives so much enjoyment to your family. What can you do +with money but purchase <!-- page 18--><a name="page18"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 18</span>happiness in some form or +other? The benevolent purchase it by relieving the wants of +others, and are blessed in blessing; nor can I see why money may +not as wisely be expended in the purchase of a fine house and +garden, as by investing it in stocks, or ships and +cargoes.”</p> +<p>“Simply because the one is dead property, and brings no +interest; the other is constantly accumulating.”</p> +<p>“Is there no such thing as being <span +class="smcap">rich enough</span>?” said Howard. +“Are we to be always striving to acquire, and never sitting +quietly down to enjoy?”</p> +<p>“No one can look forward to that time more earnestly +than I do,” said Mr. Draper. “Every wise man +will fix upon a certain sum, that his reason and experience tell +him will be sufficient for his expenditures; and then he ought to +retire from business, and hazard no more.—Now, Howard, as I +must hurry through dinner, we may as well improve our time. +I promised to aid you in the disposition of your surplus +money. As you have a dread of adventure, and do not like to +run any risk, I <!-- page 19--><a name="page19"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 19</span>will take it myself, and give you +compound interest.”</p> +<p>Howard expressed his thanks. “You owe me none; it +will be a matter of convenience to me to have the use of this +additional money. I only feel some compunction in deriving +that profit from it which you might yourself reap. However, +as I take the risk, and you take none, it is according to your +own plan;—and now I must be off; I have already overrun my +time,” said he, looking at his watch. “If +possible, I shall be at home early, but it is a busy season; two +East India cargoes have just arrived, and several consignments of +cotton from the south; all are pressing upon us.”</p> +<p>“My brother,” said Howard, as he disappeared, +“is the same active, enterprising man he always was. +I rejoice to hear, however, that he has set some limits to his +desire for wealth.”</p> +<p>“Our desires grow proportionably to our increase of +wealth, I believe,” said Mrs. Draper. “When we +began life, your brother said, if he was ever worth a hundred +thousand dollars, <!-- page 20--><a name="page20"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 20</span>he would retire from business; he now +allows himself to be worth much more than that amount, and yet +you perceive our homestead becomes too valuable for our own use, +because it can be converted to money. All this, however, +would be nothing, if I did not see this eager pursuit of gain +robbing him of the pleasures of domestic life, of the recreation +every father ought to allow himself to receive from the innocent +conversation and sports of his children. He cannot spare +time for travel—to become acquainted with the beautiful +views of our own country. To you, who knew him, as I did, +full of high and noble perceptions, this is a melancholy +change.”</p> +<p>Howard was silent; he remembered his brother’s early +restless desire of wealth, strikingly contrasted with his own +indifference to it. Frances judged of his character by that +period of life when all that is imaginative or sentimental is +called into action;—she judged him by the season of +<i>first love</i>. She little supposed that the man who was +contented to ramble with her over hill and dale, who could bathe +in moonbeams, and talk of the dewy breath <!-- page 21--><a +name="page21"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 21</span>of evening +and morning, as if it came from “Araby the blest,” +would one day refuse to quit the bustle of State Street, or the +dark, noisy lumber of India Wharf, to gaze on the Falls of +Niagara, because it could not thunder money in his ear! that his +excursions were to be confined to manufactories, coal-mines, +rail-road meetings, and Eastern lands. This development of +character had been gradual, and she scarcely realized his entire +devotion to business, till she saw his health affected by that +scourge of our “pleasant vices,” dyspepsy. She +expressed her apprehensions to Howard, and begged him to use all +his influence to break the spell.</p> +<p>“I can think of nothing that will have more +effect,” said Howard, “than for you to accept my +wife’s invitation, to pass a few weeks with us in the +country. This will occasionally withdraw my brother from +the city, and it appears to me that your own health may be +benefited by the change.” He was struck with his +sister’s altered appearance, with the occasional flush, the +short, low cough; yet she said she was well—“only a +slight cold.”</p> +<p><!-- page 22--><a name="page22"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +22</span>At length she promised to be with them the ensuing week, +provided her husband could make arrangements to go with +her. “If he knows that I depend on him,” said +she, “it will be the strongest inducement for him to quit +the city for a few days.”</p> +<p>Mr. Draper returned late in the evening, and had only time to +complete his business affairs with his brother, who departed +early the next morning.</p> +<h2><!-- page 23--><a name="page23"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +23</span>CHAPTER II.</h2> +<p>The spring had returned with its new-born beauty, its swelling +buds, it tender grass; here and there a tree in the city +anticipated the season of leaves, and put forth its verdant +honors. “Now, ma’am,” said Lucy, who had +long been a faithful domestic in the family, “if you are +going particular, and don’t expose yourself by going into +the garden, and will take the cough-drops regularly, morning and +evening, you will get rid of your cold. This is just the +season when every body gets well that got sick as you +did.”</p> +<p>“How was that?” said Mrs. Draper.</p> +<p>“Why, when the sap was going down the trees in the +autumn; but now it is going up.”</p> +<p>But whether the sap had already gone up, or for some other +reason, which was as clear to human perception, Francis did not +shake off her wearing cough. Mr. Draper was not alarmed at +it; it was very unobtruding, and he <!-- page 24--><a +name="page24"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 24</span>had become +<i>used to it</i>. It was not one of those vulgar, hoarse +coughs, that, till we connect danger with it, often excites +indignation in those who are listening to an interesting +narrative, or to a reader, who is obliged to wait till the +impertinent paroxysm is over. Mrs. Draper’s was quite +a lady-like cough, low and gentle, and seemed rather like impeded +respiration.</p> +<p>Visiters would sometimes observe, when they went away, +“Mrs. Draper is still a handsome woman, though she has lost +her bloom. What a pity she has that affected little cough! +it really spoils her; it is nothing but a habit; she could easily +break herself of it, if any body would be honest enough to tell +her.” This task rested with Lucy alone; but it was +all in vain. Frances took the cough-drops morning and +evening, and still the disagreeable habit remained. Mr. +Draper was very little at home; and when he was, his mind was +engaged by new projects. Anxiety, however, did not rob him +of sleep: he was too successful; he seemed to have the Midas-like +art of turning every thing to gold:—his thousands were +rapidly accumulating, and half a million was now the <!-- page +25--><a name="page25"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 25</span>point +at which he determined to stop. Mrs. Draper’s slight +cough did not attract his attention; but if her appetite failed, +he grew anxious, and feared she was not well.</p> +<p>Week after week passed, and still it was impossible for Mr. +Draper to leave the city. At length, a letter arrived from +Charlotte, claiming the visit; and he substituted one of his +clerks to conduct his family to his brother’s +residence. Here, though not more than forty miles from the +city, Mrs. Draper found the freshness and novelty of country +life. The family were farmers, children and all. +Charlotte was acquainted with all the little details belonging to +a farm, and took as much interest as her husband did in the +growth of grain, the raising of pigs and poultry, and feeding +cattle in the best and most economical manner. She +displayed her dairy with its cheese arranged on shelves, her +white pans of milk, and her newly-churned butter, which +impregnated the air with its sweetness.</p> +<p>It was with long-forgotten feelings of health that Frances +breathed the atmosphere around her; she perceived that her +respiration was <!-- page 26--><a name="page26"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 26</span>more free. “How ignorant +I was,” said she to Howard, “to compare my city +garden to the country! There is music in every accidental +sound. How fresh is the air! how unlike the mornings to +which I have been accustomed, where the voice of the teamster +urging on his over-loaded horse, or the monotonous cry of the +fishmonger, disturbed my slumbers!”</p> +<p>Her heart beat with pleasure as she saw her children go forth +with their cousins to rural enjoyments: her tender bud, which she +had often feared would never live to unfold its beauty, her +little Charlotte, she saw here as joyous and as active as her +sister. New hopes and anticipations brightened the +future. How does returning health change the prospect of +external circumstances! The cough was much less constant, +and Charlotte, who professed to have wonderful skill in curing +diseases, had undertaken to eradicate it. She did not +approve of late slumbers, and every morning she brought her +patient a tumbler of new milk, and challenged her to come out and +breathe the fresh air. “Do not wait,” said she, +“till its wings are clogged by the smoke of the city; <!-- +page 27--><a name="page27"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +27</span>come and win an appetite for our country breakfast, our +new-laid eggs: the children are hunting for them amongst the hay, +and here comes my little namesake with her prize: she has brought +hers for your breakfast.”</p> +<p>Mr. Draper did not arrive at the time he appointed, and +Frances often felt the sickness of hope delayed. +“Deliver me from such excellent husbands,” said +Charlotte to Howard, “who are wasting the best years of +their lives in acquiring wealth for their families, and yet never +think themselves <i>rich enough</i>. Here is poor Frances, +kept in a state of feverish anxiety, when rest and tranquillity +are absolutely necessary for the restoration of her +health.”</p> +<p>The Saturday evening following, Mr. Draper arrived. He +was delighted to see his wife and children, and thought they +looked remarkably well. On Sunday morning, he walked with +his brother over the farm, and calculated the probable receipts +of the year. Away from the atmosphere of business, his mind +seemed to recover its former freshness. “How +beautiful this stillness is!” said he: “it reminds me +of <!-- page 28--><a name="page28"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +28</span>the mythology of the heathen world; the ancients used to +say that when Pan slept, all nature held its breath, lest it +should awake him. You have made an enthusiast of Frances; +nothing will do for her now but the country.”</p> +<p>“My wife is anxious about the health of yours,” +said Howard; “she thinks her cough an indication of weak +lungs.”</p> +<p>“I know,” said Mr. Draper, stopping short, +“she is subject to a cough; ours is a miserable climate; I +hope the warm weather will entirely banish it. I have a bad +cough myself;”—and he coughed with energy.</p> +<p>“I wish, brother,” said Howard, “that period +had arrived, at which you have so long been aiming, that you +thought yourself <i>rich enough</i> to devote more time to your +family.”</p> +<p>“No one can look forward to it more eagerly than I +do,” replied Mr. Draper; “but you can little +understand the difficulty of withdrawing from business. +However, I fully mean to do it, when I have secured to my wife +and children an inheritance.”</p> +<p>Howard smiled.</p> +<p>“O,” said Mr. Draper, in reply to the smile, <!-- +page 29--><a name="page29"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +29</span>“you must not suppose my wants can be measured by +yours. Your farm supplies you with the materials of life, +and you get them at a cheap rate.”</p> +<p>“I give for them what you give,” said Howard, +“time,—and a little more,—I give manual labor; +you know I belong to the working class. In this +money-making day, men despise small gains, and yet my own +experience tells me they are sufficient for happiness. +Great wealth can add but little to our enjoyments; domestic +happiness, you will allow, is cheaply bought, as far as money is +concerned, and riches cannot add a great deal to our corporeal +enjoyment. The pleasures of sense are wisely limited to +narrow boundaries; the epicure has no prolonged gratification in +eating; though he may wish for the throat of the crane, he cannot +obtain it; neither does he enjoy his expensive delicacies more +than the day-laborer does his simple fare. Of all the +sources of happiness in this world, overgrown wealth has the +least that is real; and from my own observation, I should think +it the most unproductive source of satisfaction to the +possessor. I have heard of many very <!-- page 30--><a +name="page30"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 30</span>wealthy men +that have tormented themselves with the fear of coming to actual +want, but I never heard of one man in moderate circumstances that +was afflicted with this monomania.”</p> +<p>“You talk like a philosopher,” said Mr. Draper, +laughing, “who means to live all his life in his tub. +However, I assure you that I do not intend always to pursue this +course of hurry and business; in a very short time, I expect to +agree with you that I am <i>rich enough</i>; now, my only desire +is to hasten that period, that I may devote myself to my +family.”</p> +<p>“Is it possible,” said Howard, “that this +incessant toil is to purchase a blessing which is already within +your grasp! At least I hope you mean to devote yourself to +your family now, for a few days.”</p> +<p>“I regret to say,” said Mr. Draper, “that I +must be off early to-morrow morning. But I am thinking, as +my wife and children enjoy the country so much, that it is an +object for me to purchase a snug little place where <!-- page +31--><a name="page31"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 31</span>they +may pass the summer. Do you know of any such near +you?”</p> +<p>“Clyde Farm is up for sale,” replied Howard.</p> +<p>“I should like to ride over and see it,” said Mr. +Draper, musing.</p> +<p>“Not this morning,” said Howard.</p> +<p>“This afternoon, then, will do as well.”</p> +<p>“No,” said Howard; “this is the only +uninterrupted day I have with my family, and it is our regular +habit to attend public worship. To-morrow morning we will +ride over as early as you please, but to-day I hope you will +accept as a day of rest from business.”</p> +<p>Mr. Draper had thought it quite impossible to give a part of +the next morning to his family, but he always found time for +business. Accordingly, when the morning arrived, they rode +over to Clyde Farm.</p> +<p>“I remember that farm perfectly well,” said Mr. +Draper; “it was my favorite resort when I was a +boy.”</p> +<p>“I remember those times too,” replied Howard, +“when I used to lie stretched at full length by the side of +the waterfall, getting my <!-- page 32--><a +name="page32"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 32</span><i>amo, +amas</i>, and only now and then roused by the distant sound of +your gun, which put all the little birds to flight.”</p> +<p>“Has it still that fine run of water?” asked Mr. +Draper.</p> +<p>“Precisely the same,” replied Howard; “this +very stream that flows through my pasture, and sparkles in the +morning sun, comes from old Clyde. Look this way, and see +what a leap it takes over those rocks.”</p> +<p>Clyde Farm was just such a spot as a romantic, visionary mind +might choose for its vagaries,—such a spot as an elevated, +contemplative one might select for its aspirations after higher +hopes, which seldom come in the tumult of life. Mr. Draper +felt at once that the place was congenial to the taste and habits +of his wife; it awoke in his own mind the recollection of his +boyish days, and from these he naturally reverted to the days of +courtship, when he talked of scenery and prospect as eloquently +as Frances. With a light step he followed his brother along +the stream that came leaping and bounding from the hills, till +they arrived at the still little lake whence it took its <!-- +page 33--><a name="page33"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +33</span>course. The mists of the morning had dispersed, +and the blue sky and white clouds were reflected from its glassy +surface, while on its borders the deep, dark foliage of the woods +lay inverted. Both of the brothers stood silent when they +reached the edge of the water; both were impressed with the +beauty of the scene.</p> +<p>“How delighted Frances would be with this spot!” +said Howard. “It is like the calm, tranquil mirror of +her own mind, which seems formed to reflect only the upper world, +with its glorious firmament. I think we have before us two +excellent prototypes of our wives:—while the clear, +peaceful lake represents yours, this happy, joyous, busy little +stream may be likened to my Charlotte, who goes on her way +rejoicing, and diffusing life and animation wherever she bends +her course.”</p> +<p>“I wish Frances had a little more of her gayety,” +said Mr. Draper.</p> +<p>“Depend upon it,” said Howard, “they will +operate favorably on each other. I perceive already a +mingling of character. I will venture to predict, Charlotte +will have a boat <!-- page 34--><a name="page34"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 34</span>with its gay streamers winding the +shore before long, and persuade her sister to become the +‘Lady of the Lake.’”</p> +<p>The matter was soon decided; the sisters visited the place, +and were enchanted with it; and Howard was authorized by his +brother to make the purchase.</p> +<p>The house had been built many years. It was irregular in +its form, and certainly belonged to no particular order of +architecture. There was a large dining-room, and doors that +opened upon the green, and plenty of small rooms; in short, it +was just such a house as Frances fancied; it was picturesque, and +looked, she said, “as if it had grown and shot out here and +there like the old oaks around it.”</p> +<p>Charlotte begged that on herself might devolve the care of +furnishing it. “I know better than you,” said +she, “what will save trouble. Banish brass and +mahogany; admit nothing that requires daily labor to make it fine +and showy. I do not despair of setting you up a dairy, and +teaching you to churn your own butter.” She truly +loved and honored her sister-in-law, and trembled for her life, +which <!-- page 35--><a name="page35"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 35</span>she was persuaded she held by a frail +tenure. She was eager to prevent her returning to the city +during the warm season, and readily undertook to go herself and +make all necessary arrangements. Frances furnished her with +a list, and left much discretionary power to her agent.</p> +<p>In the course of a few days she returned.—“We must +be at Clyde Farm to-morrow,” said she, “to receive +the goods and chattels of which I am only the precursor. +Your husband enters warmly into the furnishing of your country +residence, and therefore we must let him have a voice in +it. His taste is not so simple as ours, so we must admit +some of the finery of the town house; pier and chimney glasses +are to be sent from it. I did not make much opposition to +this, for they will not only reflect our rustic figures within, +but the trees and grass without. How I long to have +haying-time come! You must ride from the fields with your +children, as I do, on a load of hay, when the work of the day is +over, and look down upon all the world. O Frances,” +added <!-- page 36--><a name="page36"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 36</span>she, “if we could only persuade +your husband to turn farmer, our victory would be +complete.”</p> +<p>“It will never be,” said Frances.</p> +<p>“I don’t know that,” replied Charlotte; +“he seemed to set very little value on the city residence, +and would fain have stripped his elegant rooms to dignify your +rustic retreat; but I would not consent to the migration of a +particle of gilding or damask, but told him he might send the +marble slabs, with the mirrors,—and I speak for one of the +slabs for the dairy. But I have been more thoughtful for +you than you have for yourself: look at this list of books that I +have ordered.”</p> +<p>Frances was surprised; she had never seen Charlotte with a +book in her hand, and she candidly expressed her astonishment +that, amidst all her hurry, she had remembered <i>books</i>.</p> +<p>“Where do you think I acquired all my knowledge,” +said Charlotte, “if I never open a book? But you are +half right; I certainly do not patronize book-making; and yet all +summer I am reading the book of Nature. I open it with the +first snow-drop and crocus which peeps <!-- page 37--><a +name="page37"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 37</span>from under +her white robe; and then, when she puts on her green mantle, +strewed with</p> +<blockquote><p>‘The yellow cowslip and the pale +primrose,’</p> +</blockquote> +<p>I study the lilies of the field. Depend upon it, there +is more wisdom without doors than we can find within,—more +wisdom there than in books.”</p> +<p>“I believe it,” said Frances; “all nature +speaks of the Creator,—of the one great Mind which formed +this endless variety, and can give life to the most insignificant +flower that grows by the way-side.”</p> +<p>“I should like to know what flower you call +insignificant,” said Charlotte; “not this little +houstonia, I hope; that has a perfection of organization in which +many of your splendid green-house flowers are deficient. +But that is the way with us: we call those things sublime which +are on a large scale, because they are magnified to our narrow +minds, and we can comprehend them without any trouble.—But +I must not display all my wisdom to you at once—how, like +Solomon of old, I can speak of trees, from ‘the cedar-tree +that is in Lebanon <!-- page 38--><a name="page38"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 38</span>even unto the hyssop that springeth +out of the wall.’—And now, fair sister,</p> +<blockquote><p>‘Up, up, and quit your books,’</p> +</blockquote> +<p>and come with me to one of my studios—namely, my +poultry-yard. I hear the bipeds clamorous for their +supper.”</p> +<p>“This is the woman,” thought Frances, “that +I have sometimes wondered Howard, with his reflecting mind, could +select as his partner for life! Because I saw her, like the +Deity she worships, attending to the most minute affairs, I +foolishly imagined she comprehended no others.”</p> +<p>From this time the two sisters resembled in union +Shakspeare’s twin cherries growing on one stem.</p> +<h2><!-- page 39--><a name="page39"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +39</span>CHAPTER III.</h2> +<p>The furniture arrived, and the country residence was very soon +in order. Howard took the direction of the farming +part. But it was no object to Frances to have much +ploughing or planting. She loved the “green pastures +and still waters,” and often repeated those beautiful lines +of the hymn—</p> +<blockquote><p>“To dewy vales and flowery meads,<br /> +My weary, fainting steps he leads,<br /> +Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,<br /> +Amid the verdant landscape flow.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Clyde Farm was a singularly retired spot, notwithstanding its +vicinity to a country village, which, on a straight line, was +about two miles from it. But there was a high hill between, +that belonged to the farm, and was crowned with oak and chestnut +trees; while here and there was an opening which gave a perfect +view of the village, with its church, academy, and square +four-story tavern, with windows <!-- page 40--><a +name="page40"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 40</span>enough to +give it the appearance of a huge lantern. The high road was +a mile from the house, and no dwelling was nearer. The hill +overlooked one of those New England landscapes that could not be +wrought into a well-composed picture; objects were too abundant; +it was dotted with farms and sheets of water; and beyond, the +beautiful Merrimac wound its way. On this spot, Frances had +a little open pavilion erected, and it was her resort at +sunset. As her health improved, her mind opened to the +impressions of happiness, and she grew almost gay. +“There is but one thing more,” said she to her +brother and sister, “that I now desire in this +world.”</p> +<p>“Always one thing wanting for us poor mortals!” +said Charlotte; “but let us hear what it is.”</p> +<p>“That my husband, who is the liberal donor of my +enjoyment, should partake of it.”</p> +<p>“Pray be contented,” replied she, “and let +him enjoy himself in his own way.”</p> +<p>“I have a letter for you,” said Howard, +“that came enclosed in one to me;” and, with an air +of hesitation, he gave it to her.</p> +<p><!-- page 41--><a name="page41"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +41</span>Frances hastily took it; her color came and went as she +read. It informed her, that the offers her husband had +received for his estate in town had not only opened his eyes to +its value, but had convinced him that, as a patriotic citizen, he +had no right to retain it for his private use; he had therefore +come to the conclusion to reap the benefit himself which other +speculators had proposed to do. He should take down the +house, make a street through the land, divide it into small lots, +and erect a number of houses upon it, one of which he meant to +reserve for himself. “I should regret what I conceive +to be the necessity of this thing,” he added, “if you +were not so perfectly satisfied with your Clyde residence. +As you will always repair to it early in the spring, it matters +little if you return to walls of brick and mortar in the +autumn.”</p> +<p>We pass over the involuntary tears that followed this +communication, as speculators would pronounce them +unreasonable. It now became necessary for Frances to visit +the city to make arrangements, and take a last leave of her +pleasant mansion. In justice, it must be <!-- page 42--><a +name="page42"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 42</span>said, she +thought less of her own deprivation than of the new accession of +care and toil that her husband was bringing upon +himself.—When she returned to Clyde, she had lost by +fatigue nearly all the health she had previously gained.</p> +<p>Most people have witnessed the rapidity with which the work of +destruction goes on in modern days. In a very short time +the splendid mansion was a pile of ruins, a street laid open, and +buildings erecting on the spot.</p> +<p>Mr. Draper’s visits to Clyde had been hitherto confined +to the Sabbath, and generally terminated with it: but he now +wrote to his wife that he intended to “pass a month with +her. It was a comparative season of leisure; his vessels +had sailed, his buildings were going on well, and he should be +able to enjoy the quiet of the country.”</p> +<p>Frances received this intelligence with new-born hope. +She felt certain, that one month, passed amidst the tranquil +pleasures of the country, would regenerate his early +tastes. She talked eloquently of the corrupting atmosphere +of the city, and was sanguine that now all would go well; that +his inordinate engrossment in <!-- page 43--><a +name="page43"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 43</span>business +would yield to the influences by which he would find himself +surrounded. And so it turned out, for a few days. Mr. +Draper was as happy as an affectionate husband and father must +naturally be, reunited to the objects of his tenderness. He +said that “he felt uncommonly well, had much less of the +dyspepsy than he had experienced for years,” followed his +little girls to their favorite haunts, and seemed to realize the +blessing of leisure. Howard, with his family, passed the +third day with them. Towards evening, they all ascended the +hill. Mr. Draper was struck with the extensive view, and +the beauty of his wife’s domain, for he scrupulously called +it her own. “What a waste of water!” he +exclaimed. “What a noble run for mills and +manufactories!” Poor Frances actually turned pale; +but, collecting her spirits, she said, “It is hardly right +to call it a <i>waste</i> of water.”</p> +<blockquote><p>“Liberal, not lavish, is kind Nature’s +hand.”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>In the mean time, Mr. Draper had taken his pencil, and on the +back of a letter was making lines and dashes. “Look +here,” said he to Howard. “See how perfectly +this natural ledge <!-- page 44--><a name="page44"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 44</span>of rocks may be converted into a dam: +it seems precisely made for it: then, by digging a canal to +conduct the water a little to the left, there is a fine site for +a cotton-manufactory, which, built of granite, would add much to +the beauty of the prospect. Just here, where that old tree +is thrown across the stream, a bridge may be built, in the form +of an arch, which also must be of stone. It will make the +view altogether perfect.”</p> +<p>“I cannot think,” said Howard, “the view +would be improved; you would have a great stone building, with +its countless windows and abutments, but you would lose the +still, tranquil effect of the prospect, and take much from the +beauty of the stream.”</p> +<p>“Not as I shall manage it,” said Mr. Draper. +“I am sure Frances herself will agree with me that it adds +fifty per cent. to the beauty of the prospect when she sees it +completed.”</p> +<p>In vain Frances protested she was satisfied with it as it was; +the month that she had hoped was to be given to leisure was one +of the busiest of her husband’s life. Contracts were +made—an association formed. Mr. Draper <!-- page +45--><a name="page45"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 45</span>was +continually driving to the city, and mechanics were passing to +and fro. Clyde Farm began to wear the appearance of a +business place. A manufacturing company was incorporated +under the title of the Clyde Mills. The stillness of the +spot was exchanged for the strokes of the pickaxe, the human +voice urging on oxen and horses, the blasting of rocks; the grass +was trampled down, the trees were often wantonly injured, and, +where they obstructed the tracks of wheels, laid prostrate. +Frances no longer delighted to walk at noon day under the thick +foliage that threw its shadow on the grass as vividly as a +painting. All was changed! It is true she now saw her +husband, but she had but little more of his society; his mind and +time were wholly engrossed; he came often, and certainly did not, +as formerly, confine his visits to the Sabbath.</p> +<p>All went on with wonderful rapidity; story rose upon story, +till it seemed as if the new manufactory, with its windows and +abutments, was destined to become another Babel. When +Charlotte came to Clyde, she gazed with astonishment. +“All this,” said she to Howard, <!-- page 46--><a +name="page46"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 46</span>“is the +project of a speculator! Grown men now-a-days remind me of +the story of the boy who planted his bean at night, and went out +in the morning to see how it grew; he found it had nearly reached +the chamber windows; he went out the next morning, and it was up +to the eaves of the house; on the third morning, it had shot up +to the clouds, and he descried a castle, or a manufactory, I +don’t know which, on the top of it. Then it was high +time to scale it; so up, up, he went, and when he arrived at the +building, he put his foot into it, and then he perceived it was +made of vapor; and down came bean, castle, and boy, headlong, in +<i>three seconds</i>, though it had taken <i>three whole days</i> +to complete the work.”</p> +<p>“You must tell your story to my brother,” said +Howard.</p> +<p>“No,” replied Charlotte; “he would not +profit by it; but I will tell it to my children, and teach them +to train their beans in the good old-fashioned way, near the +ground.”</p> +<p>Thus passed the autumn at Clyde; that period which every +reflecting mind enjoys as a season of contemplation; that period +when our <!-- page 47--><a name="page47"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 47</span>New England woods assume every +variety of color, and shine forth with a splendor that indicates +decay. Still the two families had much enjoyment together; +the health of Frances and little Charlotte had decidedly +improved; but when the leaves began to fall, and the wind to +whistle through the branches, they quitted Clyde and returned to +the city. Their new house was not ready for them, and they +were obliged to take lodgings at one of the hotels.</p> +<p>Mr. Draper met Dr. B., their friend and physician, in his +walks, and begged him to call and see his wife. “I +rejoice to say,” said he, “that her health does not +require any medical advice; she is quite well.”</p> +<p>Probably Dr. B. thought otherwise, for he suggested the +advantage that both she and the little girl might derive from +passing the winter in a warm climate. Never was there a +fairer opportunity; they had no home to quit, and their residence +at a hotel was one of necessity, not of choice. But Mr. +Draper said it was quite impossible. What! leave his +counting-room, State Street, India Wharf, the insurance offices! +leave all in the full tide of speculation, <!-- page 48--><a +name="page48"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 48</span>when he was +near the El Dorado for which he had so long been toiling! when +Eastern lands and Western lands, rail-roads and steam-boats, +cotton, and manufactories, were in all their glory; when his own +Clyde Mills were just going into operation! It was +impossible, wholly impossible; and Frances would not go without +him. The suggestion was given up, and she remained in the +city almost wholly confined to the atmosphere of a small room +with a coal fire. Unfortunately the measles appeared among +the children at the hotel, and Mrs. Draper’s were taken +sick before she knew that the epidemic was there. They had +the best attendance, but nothing supersedes a mother’s +devotion. Frances passed many a sleepless night in watching +over them. With the eldest the disorder proved slight, but +it was otherwise with the youngest; and when she began to grow +better, the mother drooped. It was a dreary winter for poor +Mrs. Draper, but not so for her husband. Never had there +been a season of such profits, such glorious speculations! +Some <i>croakers</i> said it could not last; and some of our +gifted statesmen predicted that <!-- page 49--><a +name="page49"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 49</span>an +overwhelming blow must inevitably come. But all this was +nothing to speculators; it certainly would not arrive till after +<i>they</i> had made their millions.</p> +<p>Spring approached, with its uncertainty of climate; sometimes, +the streets were in rivers, and the next day frozen in masses; +then came volumes of east wind. Mrs. Draper’s cough +returned more frequently than ever, and Charlotte looked too +frail for earth. The physician informed Mr. Draper that he +considered it positively necessary to remove the invalids to a +milder climate, and mentioned Cuba. Mr. Draper, however, +decided that an inland journey would be best, and, inconvenient +as it was, determined to travel as far as some of the +<i>cotton-growing</i> states. After the usual busy +preparations, they set off, the wife fully realizing that she was +blighting in the bud her husband’s projected speculations +for a few weeks to come, and feeling that he was making what he +considered great sacrifices.</p> +<p>Almost all invalids who have travelled on our continent in +pursuit of uniformity of climate, have been disappointed. +At <!-- page 50--><a name="page50"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +50</span>New York they were detained a week by a flight of snow +and rain, shut up in dreary rooms; then came a glimmering of +sunshine, and Philadelphia looked bright and serene; but at +Baltimore the rain again descended. They were so near +Washington, Mr. Draper thought it best to hurry on, with every +precaution for the invalids. At Washington, they found the +straw mattings had superseded woollen carpets, and the +fire-places were ornamented with green branches. They +continued their journey south till they at length arrived at +Charleston. Here they found a milder climate, and a few +days of sunshine. Mr. Draper was no longer restless; he had +full employment in shipping cargoes of cotton, and making +bargains, not only for what was in the market, but for a +proportion of that which was yet to grow, as confidently as if he +had previously secured the rain and sunshine of heaven. +There is a constant change of weather on our coast—another +storm came on. The little invalid evidently lost rather +than gained. Discouraged and disheartened, Frances begged +they might return. “One week at <!-- page 51--><a +name="page51"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 51</span>Clyde, where +they might have the comforts of home, would do more for +them,” she said, “than all this fruitless search for +a favorable climate.” When Mr. Draper had completed +his bargains, he was equally desirous to return to the city, and +at the end of a tedious journey, over bad roads in some parts of +it, rail-roads in others, and a tremendous blow round Point +Judith, the travellers arrived at Boston on one of those raw, +piercing, misty days, that seemed to have been accumulating fogs +for their reception. The physician hastened their departure +to Clyde, as it was inland and sheltered from the sea. This +removal was made, and then they had nothing to do but to get +well. Howard and Charlotte were rejoiced at the reunion, +and the feeble little invalid tried to resume her former sports +with her cousins. But all would not answer, and when June +came on, with its season of roses, she slept at the foot of the +mount. It was a retired spot that the mother selected for +the remains, and only a temporary one, for they were to be +removed to Mount Auburn at the close of autumn.</p> +<p><!-- page 52--><a name="page52"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +52</span>It were well if we could receive the events of +Providence in the sublime simplicity with which they come, but +the sensitive and tender-hearted often add to their poignancy by +useless self-reproach. Frances thought the journey had, +perhaps, been the cause of the child’s untimely death, and +lamented that she had not opposed a measure which she had +undertaken solely for its benefit. The death of friends is +a calamity that few have not strength enough to bear, if they do +not exaggerate their sufferings, by imagining that something was +done, or left undone, for which they were responsible. To +this nervous state of feeling Frances was peculiarly liable, from +her ill health; and it was many weeks before her excellent powers +of mind obtained full exercise. Yet they finally triumphed, +and she became first resigned, then cheerful. The sorrow of +the father was of a different character, and exhausted itself in +proportion to its violence. It was followed by new projects +and new anticipations; the manufactory had succeeded beyond his +most sanguine expectations. A discovery had been made that +enabled <!-- page 53--><a name="page53"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 53</span>them to afford their cloth a cent per +yard cheaper than any other manufacturing establishment. +Bales of cotton poured in upon him from the south, and ships +arrived from various parts of the world. How could he find +time for grief!</p> +<h2><!-- page 54--><a name="page54"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +54</span>CHAPTER IV.</h2> +<p>The first visit Frances made to the lake after her return, +discovered to her, that it was sadly changed. It was no +longer full to overflowing, but swampy and low; the water was +constantly drained off to supply the manufactory and mills which +were erected at a distance. Mr. Draper had found out that +the little stream could much more than earn its own living, and +it was made to work hard. One thing, however, was wanting +to complete his Clyde speculations, and that was a +rail-road. This had now become necessary. Every thing +afforded the greatest facility for it. Laborers could be +procured from the village and farms in the vicinity. Yet +how could he reconcile his wife to it? The road must pass +through the hill, and near the house. He was aware that it +would destroy the rural beauty of the place; but what an increase +of wealth it would be! what a princely revenue! what a spirit of +business <!-- page 55--><a name="page55"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 55</span>and speculation it would spread +through the country! Every man would be able not only to +make the most of his capital, but to get credit to ten times its +real amount. He considered it a public benefit, and he was +imperiously called to accomplish it; and so he stated the matter +to his wife with as much tenderness towards her feelings as the +case would admit.</p> +<p>“I hoped,” said she, “that the sum of your +public benefits was completed by our sacrifice in the +city.”</p> +<p>“That is not spoken with your usual generous feeling, +Frances,” replied he. “When are patriotic +exertions to cease? Are we not called upon to be constantly +making them?”</p> +<p>“Howard would say it is injuring the cause of the +country to turn agriculturists into speculators,” said +Frances.</p> +<p>“Howard is an excellent man,” replied Mr. Draper; +“he is born to be a farmer, and nothing else. I have +no wish to change his vocation; he dignifies it by uniting +intelligence with manual labor; but there are many who are +toiling merely for money, and they can get much more by my method +than his.”</p> +<p><!-- page 56--><a name="page56"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +56</span>“Will their happiness be increased?” said +Mrs. Draper.</p> +<p>“Certainly, inasmuch as wealth procures the means of +happiness.”</p> +<p>“Have <i>you</i> found it so?” again asked +Frances.</p> +<p>“Not precisely. I am still toiling; my season for +rest and enjoyment has not arrived.”</p> +<p>“And yet,” said Frances, “Howard is <i>rich +enough</i> for enjoyment. You have already a great estate; +let me ask, what advantage you derive from it beyond your daily +meals? You take care of this immense property; you are +continually increasing it, and all the compensation you get is a +<i>bare living</i>. Would any of the clerks you employ in +your counting-room labor for such low wages?”</p> +<p>“My dear Frances,” said Mr. Draper, +affectionately, “I am always contented to admire your +ingenuity without combating your arguments. Perhaps it +might be better, if you had cultivated a little more of the +<i>rationale</i> of life.”</p> +<p>“Well,” replied she, languidly smiling, “I +am going to prove to you, that I have profited <!-- page 57--><a +name="page57"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 57</span>by your +example, and am becoming a business wife. You call this +farm <i>mine</i>, and tell me you bought it for me?”</p> +<p>“Certainly; all I have is yours.”</p> +<p>“I claim no title to any thing but this; but this I +consider your gift, and as such accept it.”</p> +<p>Mr. Draper certainly did not look delighted at this unexpected +statement, and began to tremble for his rail-road; but he +remained silent.</p> +<p>“You have undoubtedly greatly increased the actual value +of Clyde Farm, by mills and manufactories?”</p> +<p>“Certainly I have; but all is in a manner useless +without the rail-road as a means of transportation: that will put +every thing into complete operation, and make the revenue +princely.”</p> +<p>“Then,” said Frances, “I can have no +hesitation in making my offer. I will sell this place to +you for what you gave for it. Secure the sum to me +outright, and I renounce my title to Clyde Farm. Make it, +if you please, <!-- page 58--><a name="page58"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 58</span>wholly a manufacturing place; do not +consult me whether there shall be rail-roads or mills.”</p> +<p>“Upon my word,” said Mr. Draper, “with an +estate like mine, I should be mortified to make such a paltry +purchase of my wife. It is for you and our only child that +I am accumulating a fortune. Have you ever found me sordid +or tenacious of money, that you wish a certain sum secured to +you?”</p> +<p>“Never,” said she with emotion; “all that +money can purchase, you have been most liberal in procuring +me. Would that you were as generous to yourself!”</p> +<p>“We all have our own ideas of happiness,” said Mr. +Draper; “but since it is your wish, Frances, I will close +with your proposal, and secure to you twenty thousand dollars, +which is a little more than I paid for Clyde Farm. Legal +instruments shall be immediately drawn up; and to convince you +that I wish for no control over that sum, I will have it put in +trust.”</p> +<p>“Let the instrument be so worded,” said <!-- page +59--><a name="page59"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +59</span>Frances, “that it shall revert to our child at my +death.”</p> +<p>“As you please,” said Mr. Draper, coldly; +“it is all the same to me.”</p> +<h2><!-- page 60--><a name="page60"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +60</span>CHAPTER V.—CONCLUSION.</h2> +<p>From this time, Clyde Farm became wholly a place of +business. No regard was now paid to the beauty of the +place. Iron-manufactories, nail-manufactories, and +saw-mills, were projected, and all was hurry and bustle. +One more pang, however, remained for Frances. The +sequestered nook she had selected, where her little +Charlotte’s remains were deposited,—that spot, so +still, so tranquil, so shaded by trees, and so sheltered by +valleys, so removed apparently from the tumult of +business,—over that very spot, it was found necessary for +the rail-road to pass! Strange as it may seem, the worldly +father appeared to feel more deeply this innovation than the +mother.</p> +<p>Twice he repaired to the spot to give his directions for the +removal of the remains, and twice an impetuous burst of sorrow +drove him from it.</p> +<p><!-- page 61--><a name="page61"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +61</span>“It is only a temporary resting-place, even for +the body,” said Frances; “the spirit is not +there.” She looked calmly on, and gave those +directions for which the father was unable.</p> +<p>Another winter was now advancing, and the house in the city +was ready for occupancy. Mrs. Draper made her preparations +to return, but they were often interrupted by a pain in her +side. The cough had entirely changed its character; it was +now deep and hollow. She certainly looked remarkably well; +her complexion seemed to have recovered the delicacy and +transparency of early youth, and her eyes their lustrous +brightness. As for the color of her cheek, her husband +sometimes playfully accused her of extracting rouge from her +carnations.</p> +<p>Charlotte spoke to him doubtingly of his wife’s health, +and Lucy said she “was afraid she would not stand the +frosty nights when they came on.” But Mr. Draper was +sanguine that Clyde had been her restoration.</p> +<p>When she arrived at the city, there were arrangements to be +made, and new furniture to be procured. Her husband gave +her full permission <!-- page 62--><a name="page62"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 62</span>to do just as she pleased, only +begged of her not to call upon him, for he had not one moment to +spare.</p> +<p>Frances exerted all her strength, but it became evident that +she drooped. Her nights were restless; and though some +thought it encouraging, that she coughed so much <i>stronger</i>, +it was exhausting to her frame.</p> +<p>Mr. Draper at length perceived that she had rather lost than +gained; he went for her physician, and requested him to recommend +quiet to her. “I think,” said he, “she +has over-fatigued herself.”</p> +<p>Dr. B. came to see her, conversed with her, counted the +throbbings of her pulse, and made a minute examination of her +case. The conference was long; when he entered the parlor, +he found Mr. Draper waiting. He received him with a smile; +but there was no responsive smile on the doctor’s face; it +was solemn and thoughtful.</p> +<p>Mr. Draper grew alarmed. “You do not think my wife +very sick, I hope,” said he. “Her cough is +troublesome; but you know she has long been subject to it. +Indeed, I think <!-- page 63--><a name="page63"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 63</span>it is constitutional, like my +own. You recommended the white mixture to her last year: it +did her good.”</p> +<p>“I recommended a voyage and a warm climate,” said +the physician.</p> +<p>“Yes, I remember you did; but it was impossible for me +to go away then. In the spring we took that unlucky +journey; however, it was of benefit to her, and if you think it +necessary, I will go the same route now.”</p> +<p>“I do not,” replied Dr. B.</p> +<p>“I am glad of it; it would be particularly inconvenient +to me just now to leave the city. Times are perplexing: +bills come back protested—bad news from +England—sudden and unlooked-for failures—no one can +tell where it will end. We have been obliged to stop our +works at Clyde Farm, and there are from ninety to a hundred +laborers thrown out of employment. This is peculiarly +vexatious to me, as they made out before to earn a living in +their own <i>humdrum</i> way, and they now accuse me of having +taken the bread from their children’s mouths, to promote my +own speculations, though, while I employed them, I gave <!-- page +64--><a name="page64"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 64</span>them +enormous wages. But this, sir, is the gratitude of the +world.”</p> +<p>The doctor still remained silent. It seemed as if Mr. +Draper began to tremble for something dearer than money, for he +grasped the hand of the physician.</p> +<p>“You do not think my wife dangerously ill, I +trust,” said he.</p> +<p>The doctor replied, in a low voice, “I fear she +is.”</p> +<p>“Impossible!” exclaimed Mr. Draper; “she was +remarkably well when we left Clyde. But what do you +prescribe? I will do any thing, every thing, say but the +word. I will take her to Europe—I will go to any part +of the world you recommend.”</p> +<p>The physician shook his head.</p> +<p>“My dear doctor, you must go with us. I will +indemnify you a thousand times for all losses; you can save her +life; you know her constitution. When shall we go? and +where? I will charter a vessel; we can be off in three +days;”—and he actually took his hat.</p> +<p>Dr. B. said impressively, “Pray be seated, and prepare +yourself to hear, like a man, what <!-- page 65--><a +name="page65"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 65</span>you must +inevitably learn. It will not answer any useful purpose to +go to a milder climate; it is now too late!”</p> +<p>“You do not mean to say,” said Mr. Draper, +impetuously, “that if she had gone last year she would have +been restored?”</p> +<p>“No, I do not mean to say that; but then, there would +have been a chance; now, there is none.”</p> +<p>“Why did you not tell me so, sir?” said Mr. +Draper, angrily.</p> +<p>“I said all that I was authorized to say. When I +urged the step as necessary, you replied that it was +impossible.”</p> +<p>“It is too true!” exclaimed he, striking his +forehead; “and yet she is dearer to me than my own +life;”—and, unable to suppress his feelings, he burst +into an agony of tears. Suddenly starting up, he said, +“Doctor, I have the highest respect for your skill; but you +are fallible, like all men. It is my opinion, that a sea +voyage and change of climate will restore my wife. If you +will go with us, so much the better; if not, I will seek some +other physician to accompany her.”</p> +<p><!-- page 66--><a name="page66"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +66</span>“It is but right to inform you,” said Dr. +B., “that there is no chance of restoration. I +suggested to her, that there might be alleviation in a warm +climate; but she positively declines seeking it, and says her +only wish is to die quietly, at home. She fully estimates +the strength of your affection, and entreats of you to spare her +all superfluous agitation. ‘Tell him,’ said +she, ‘there is but one thing that can unsettle the calmness +of my mind; it is to see him wanting in Christian +resignation.’”</p> +<p>It would be painful to dwell on the anguish that followed this +communication. Mr. Draper realized, for the first time, the +tenderness and watchfulness that a character and constitution +like his wife’s required. In the common acceptation +of the word, he was an excellent husband; yet, in his eager +pursuit of wealth, he had left her to struggle alone with many of +the harassing cares of life. He had, by thinking himself +unable to accompany her, denied her the necessary recreation of +travelling; he had deprived her of her favorite residence in the +city, and when she turned her affections to Clyde, even there +they found no resting-place.</p> +<p><!-- page 67--><a name="page67"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +67</span>He recollected their unpropitious journey—the +exposure to cold and rain—that he had hurried on the +invalids, till he had accomplished his own purposes. One +had already gone; the other was fast following. Speculators +have consciences and affections, and his were roused to +agony.</p> +<p>Frances shrunk not from the hour of death, which rapidly +approached. Howard and Charlotte were constantly with +her. There was nothing gloomy in her views. She +considered this life as a passage to another; and saw through the +vista immortality and happiness. To Charlotte, she +bequeathed her daughter, and this faithful friend promised to +watch over her with a mother’s care.</p> +<p>Many and long were her conversations with her +husband—not on the subject of her death, or arrangements +after it should take place; but she was earnest that her +serenity, her high hopes, might be transferred to his mind. +She had often, in the overflowings of her heart, endeavored to +communicate to him her animated convictions of a future +life. Those who live constantly in the present think but +little of the <!-- page 68--><a name="page68"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 68</span>future. Mr. Draper usually cut +short the conversation, with the apparently devout +sentiment,—“I am quite satisfied on this subject;</p> +<blockquote><p>‘Whatever is, is right.’”</p> +</blockquote> +<p>Now, however, when he realized that the being he most tenderly +loved was fast retreating from his view, he felt that there was a +vast difference between the reasonings of philosophy and the +revelations of Christianity; and, in the agony of his soul, he +would have given worlds for the assurance of a reunion. On +this subject Frances dwelt; and he now listened patiently, +without once looking at his watch, or being seized with one of +his paroxysms of coughing. Still, however, he doubted; for +how could he trust without <i>bonds</i> and +<i>contracts</i>? No one had come back to tell him +<i>individually</i> the whole truth.</p> +<p>“I acknowledge,” said he, somewhat reproachfully, +“that this conviction is earnestly to be desired. If +saves you from the agony that at this moment rends my +heart.”</p> +<p>“My dear friend,” replied Frances, in a voice +interrupted by deep and solemn emotion, <!-- page 69--><a +name="page69"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +69</span>“religion is not given us for an opiate to be used +at a last extremity, merely to lull the sense of pain. The +views I express are not new to me; they have been for many years +my daily food; they have supported me through hours of bodily +anguish; . . . the human frame does not decay as gradually as +mine without repeated warnings; . . . they will conduct me +through the dark valley of death, when I can no longer lean upon +your arm . . . Their efficacy does not merely consist in soothing +the bitterness of parting; they have a health giving energy that +infuses courage and fortitude amidst the disappointments and +evils of life.”</p> +<p>“Henceforth,” exclaimed Mr. Draper,—and at +that moment he was sincere,—“every thing of a worldly +nature is indifferent to me!”</p> +<p>“All men,” continued Frances, without replying to +his exclamation, “are subject to the reverses of life, but +particularly men of extensive business connections. They +are like the spider in his cobweb dwelling; touch but one of the +thousand filaments that compose it, and it vibrates to the +centre, and often the fabric is destroyed that has been so +skilfully woven. There is a divine teaching in religion, +which at <!-- page 70--><a name="page70"></a><span +class="pagenum">p. 70</span>such times restores equanimity to the +mind, gives new aspirations, and proves that all in this life is +not lost, and nothing for that to come.”</p> +<p>New scenes were opening upon Mr. Draper. It became +evident that a dark cloud hung over the business +atmosphere. Unexpected failures every day took place. +Some attributed the thick-coming evils to the removal of the +deposits, others to interrupted currency; some to overtrading, +and some to extravagance. Whatever was the cause, the +distress was real. Mr. Draper’s cotton became a drug +in the market; manufactories stopped, or gave no dividends. +Eastern lands lost even their nominal value, and western towns +became bankrupt. Ships stood in the harbor, with their +sails unbent and masts dismantled. Day laborers looked +aghast, not knowing where to earn food for their families. +The whirlwind came; it made no distinction of persons. +“It smote the four corners of the house,” and the +high-minded and honorable fell indiscriminately with the +rest. Well may it be asked, Whence came this desolation +upon the community? No pestilence visited our land; it <!-- +page 71--><a name="page71"></a><span class="pagenum">p. +71</span>was not the plague; it was not the yellow fever, or +cholera. Health was borne on every breeze; the earth +yielded her produce, and Peace still dwelt among us.</p> +<p>Mr. Draper felt as if “his mountain stood strong,” +yet it began to totter. Frances was ignorant of the state +of public affairs. Who would intrude the perplexities of +the times into a dying chamber? Softly and gently she sank +to rest, her last look of affection beaming upon her husband.</p> +<p>The next morning, the bankruptcy of Mr. Draper was +announced. No blame was attached to him, though the sum for +which he became insolvent was immense, and swallowed up many a +hard-earned fortune. Where was Howard’s little +capital?—Gone with the rest—principal and <i>compound +interest</i>!</p> +<p>“I am a ruined man!” said Mr. Draper to Howard; +“I have robbed you, and beggared my child; but one resource +remains to me;”—and he looked around with the +desperation of insanity.</p> +<p>Howard grasped his hand. “My dear brother,” +said he, “your wife, with an almost <!-- page 72--><a +name="page72"></a><span class="pagenum">p. 72</span>prophetic +spirit, foresaw this hour. ‘Comfort him,’ said +she, ‘when it arrives, and lead his mind to higher +objects.’ Your child has an ample provision, by the +sum settled on her mother. I have lost property which I did +not use, and, with the blessing of God, may never want. +Come home with me; I have means for us both. You will have +all the indulgences you ever coveted. No one has led a +harder life than you have. You have labored like the +galley-slave, without wages; come, and learn that, beyond what we +can use for our own or others’ benefit, wealth has only an +imaginary value.”</p> +<p>Perhaps it was an additional mortification to Mr. Draper, to +find that, a few days after his failure, the banks concluded to +issue no specie. 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