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diff --git a/.gitattributes b/.gitattributes new file mode 100644 index 0000000..6833f05 --- /dev/null +++ b/.gitattributes @@ -0,0 +1,3 @@ +* text=auto +*.txt text +*.md text diff --git a/7090.txt b/7090.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..e175d1c --- /dev/null +++ b/7090.txt @@ -0,0 +1,1357 @@ +The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Little Immigrant, by Eva Stern + +Copyright laws are changing all over the world. Be sure to check the +copyright laws for your country before downloading or redistributing +this or any other Project Gutenberg eBook. + +This header should be the first thing seen when viewing this Project +Gutenberg file. Please do not remove it. Do not change or edit the +header without written permission. + +Please read the "legal small print," and other information about the +eBook and Project Gutenberg at the bottom of this file. Included is +important information about your specific rights and restrictions in +how the file may be used. You can also find out about how to make a +donation to Project Gutenberg, and how to get involved. + + +**Welcome To The World of Free Plain Vanilla Electronic Texts** + +**eBooks Readable By Both Humans and By Computers, Since 1971** + +*****These eBooks Were Prepared By Thousands of Volunteers!***** + + +Title: The Little Immigrant + +Author: Eva Stern + +Release Date: December, 2004 [EBook #7090] +[This file was first posted on March 9, 2003] +[Most recently updated on March 24, 2003] + +Edition: 10 + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK, THE LITTLE IMMIGRANT *** + + + + +Thanks to Robert Stern, great-grandson of the author, for donating this +eBook. + + +INTRODUCTION + +In 1921, my great-grandmother, wrote this book about how her parents +met, married and began a family. Eva's mother, Ernestine, was +presumably "the little immigrant." The book was privately printed, +and only a few copies survive. + +The names of most of the characters have been disguised, although +thinly. In the table below, the fictitious names appear on the left, +the real names, where known, on the right: + +Renestine Jewel Ernestine Jacobowsky +Aldine Bilter (her married sister) +Jaffray Starr Jacob Sterne +Lola, the Starrs' first-born Laura Sterne +Ena, their second-born Eva Sterne +Lester Leopold Sterne +Andrew Alfred Sterne +Frank, the youngest child Fred Sterne +Josiah, longtime family slave +Caroline, Josiah's wife +Sarah, successor to Carolina + +One name that is authentic is that of Gen. Buell, whom the Starrs put +up during the Reconstruction period after the Civil War and who in +fact was sent to Jefferson following a breakout of violence during +this period. + +Eva Sterne, who became the wife of Leopold Stern (with only one e), +was 59 when this book was printed. + + + + +THE LITTLE IMMIGRANT + +Eva Stern + + +CHAPTER I + +"NAH! Renestine, cannot you come with the skirt and let me lay it in +your trunk? You are dreaming, dreaming all the time. My child, these +things must be ready by midnight tonight." + + The girl was thirteen years old and her mother was getting her +possessions together to send her to America to join a sister who had +already gone there and was married and now sent to have her little +sister journey to the States, too. + + "Oh, Mutterchen, I do not want to go," burst out Renestine. "I +want to stay with you. I do not want to go." + + "Nah! Kindlein, stay then," said the mother, keeping her own +grief away from her child. + + Just then the door to the little room flew open and three +excited girls of about Renestine's own age or perhaps one or two years +older, bustled themselves inside. + + "Why, Renestine, you are not finished packing yet! We are +ready and our trunks are roped and standing at the door for Laaskar to +put on the post-wagon when he drives by on his way to the post-house +tonight." + + The speaker stopped confused seeing that Renestine was silent +with no joy in her eyes and the mother sat quietly with flushed checks +and said nothing. + + "What has happened?" said the three girls in chorus. "You are +not going to back out, are you?" + + Still Renestine did not look up or make any sign that she was +interested in the preparations for her arranged trip. Presently the +mother spoke and her voice trembled. + + "Renestine has changed her mind and will remain at home." + + Then the girls broke into a laugh and chided Renestine, saying +she was a baby and would never see the ocean or go to America and ride +in carriages. The mental picture was doing its work. Not ride in +carriages and have pretty clothes and .learn to speak English? That +was too much to refuse. Renestine raised her head, wiped the tears +out of her eyes, brought the skirt neatly folded to her mother and +said: "Mutterchen, finish my trunk. I am going with Yetta, Selma and +Polly to America." + + The journey began and Renestine made the voyage over in a +sailing vessel which took six weeks to make her port at Galveston, +Texas, in the early fifties. The girls experienced days of seasickness +when they thought it was better to die than to ride in carriages and +were weary and homesick. But when, at last, they walked again upon +land and were welcomed in Galveston by their relatives, all the +melancholy hours were forgotten. The girls had separated into their +different families on arriving at Houston, but frequently met just as +they had before leaving their home town, and were observing everything +with eagerness and getting their first impressions of America. + + One balmy Sunday morning they took a walk and marveled much +that Houston had so many houses and such large ones. While they walked +they chatted and were merry. Finally, they noticed that a great many +looked at them curiously, and some smiled. They were at last spoken to +by an old lady, who reminded them that it was not customary for girls +to walk in the middle of the street. This was a conceit that pleased +them, to walk in the middle of the street just to see people walking on +either side of them. + + The ringing of the Sunday morning church bells was a startling +sound and Paula exclaimed, as the three stood still listening: "Oh, +listen to the music box!" Solemnly they walked on and wondered that +the world was so large and full of beautiful things. Itwas a long time +before Renestine realized that they had gone a great distance. "We +will return now," she said. But when they turned to retrace their +steps they found themselves in a wood of large, dark trees with heavy +gray moss dropping from their branches and a solemn stillness over all. + It was growing dusk, too, and the trees looked ghostly in the falling +gloom. + + "Do you know which way to go?" asked Yetta. + + "Oh, come with me and I will show you," said Paula. + + Trustingly they followed Paula. But the brave girl, after a +half hour's vain effort, had to admit that she was puzzled herself and +did not know how to get out of the wood. Yetta showed the nearness of +tears, but Renestine set to work to extricate themselves. Before she +had decided what to do they all three heard horses' hoofs trampling +down bush-wood and dry twigs not far away. The riders, or whatever it +was, came nearer until the girls saw a young man on horseback, a boy +accompanying him. The horsemen reined in their horses and stopped when +they saw the girls standing before them. The older man, who was about +twenty-eight, asked how they came to be so far in the depth of the +trackless woods. When they had told him, he dismounted, throwing the +reins over his arm and leading his horse, he walked along by the side +of the girls guiding them out of their difficulty; the boy followed on +his horse which carried the saddle-bags containing the personal +belongings of both of them. As they walked many questions were asked +and answered and in a little time the woods were left behind and the. +girls were opening the gate of Renestine's sister's home. The young +rescuer, after seeing them safely disappear in the doorway, got on his +horse again and trotted off to his hotel, the boy following. + + +CHAPTER II + +SEATED at her work table in her sitting room, Mrs. Bilter was putting +the last stitches in a white Swiss dress that Renestine was to wear +that night to a ball. The puff sleeve close to the shoulder was the +last of the dainty dress to be put on. Mrs. Bilter took eager pleasure +in dressing her pretty sister in the daintiest of gowns. When she +looked up she saw her husband coming through the gate for his noon +dinner. She put down her sewing and moved to meet him on the porch. + + "Well, dear, how are you getting on with the ball dress?" For +Mr. Bilter was as interested in his little sister-in-law as his wife was. +"Renestine will have to look her prettiest to-night. There are some +visiting young men in the town and they will be at the ball." + + They went in together and were received by old Aunt Mary, a +colored family servant who was much respected and held in affection by +the members. + + "Dinnah jest put on de table, Missus." + + "Has Miss Renestine come home?" + + "No'm. I's hasn't seen her; prehaps she's kept in fer not +knowin' her lessons." + + Just then Renestine came in, her cheeks rosy and her large +black eyes luminous with the exercise of walking home from school. She +entered the dining-room laughing and sat down next to her brother-in-law. + + "How were the lessons today, Renestine?" he asked, patting her +hand that lay in his. "Arithmetic right?" + + "No trouble at all. Oh, I am so glad that you both had the +idea to send me to school, I love it. I love to be puzzled over a +question and find it out for myself. I love to feel myself gaining +knowledge and understanding many things that used to be dark and +incomprehensible to me and that seem plain now. I rejoice that I am +able to think and speak English," and Renestine turned her head toward +her sister and her eyes were moist. "You are very good to me, Aldine, +and besides you are spoiling me with all the pretty dresses you make +for me." + + "Oh, do come in right after dinner and look at your dress for +to-night. It is just lovely with the little rosebuds around the +shoulders," said Mrs. Bilter. + + It did not take long before the three were admiring the fluffy +white dress and predicting its success at the ball. + + Renestine hurried home after school and sat down by the side of +her sister to help sew rosebuds on the flounces of the wide skirt. +When the dress was finished Renestine took it to her room and pinned +it up on the curtains of her bed to look at it and get the effect of +it. Then she got out her little white satin slippers and began the +ceremony of the toilette for the ball. + + + + Carriages were coming and going before the brilliantly lighted +Colonial house owned by the Good Fellowship Club. The colored drivers +sat proud and erect on their boxes and held in their restive horses +while their masters and mistresses alighted. Young dandies in ruffled +shirts and flowered velvet waistcoats came on foot and sprang eagerly +up the steps and vanished through the double doors swung back by +colored attendants. Strains of music reached the street and ceased +when the doors opened and shut and the sound of many voices in +conversation and happy laughter burst upon the ear of the passer-by. +Inside, all was gaiety and animation. Festoons of greens hung from the +chandelier of kerosene lights and garlands and wreaths decorated the +walls of the wide hall and rooms where there was dancing. In the +ballroom five colored musicians were the orchestra and the leader +"called out" the figures of the lancers and quadrilles. "Face your +pardners," he called out as the square dance was begun. Several sets +of four couples were formed ready for the first strains of the lancers +music and the prompter. "Forward all," and all the couples advanced +to the center. "Swing your pardners," "balance corners," the lady and +gentleman faced to the right and took steps to the music. "Swing," and +they swung around. + + The next figure was the "Grand right and left," called out by +the prompter and the couples circled around and after a large ring was +formed by taking hands and going first to the right and then to the +left, amid laughter the dance broke up. + + Standing near the window on the porch were two young men. They +were smoking cigars and commenting on the guests and the surroundings +generally. + + "There's a little Queen Esther with her black hair braided and +folded over her shell pink ears. Look at her graceful walk. Do you +see the one I mean?".asked the taller of the two men. + + "Do you mean the one with the rosebuds on her gown?" + + "Yes, the very one. She has the most beautiful black eyes I +have ever seen." + + "Yes, she is a beautiful girl," assented his companion. + + + + "Where have I seen her before? I recognize those eyes." + + "You are not captured, are you, Jaffray?" + + "Well, I don't know." And they both laughed. "Let us go +inside." + + They threw away their cigars and went in. + + "Miss Jewel, Mr. Starr would like to be presented to you, may I +bring him to you?" Renestine looked up and found a friend speaking to +her, but before she could answer the tall stranger was at her friend's +elbow. + + "This is a great pleasure for me," said the newly introduced +guest. "But, Miss Jewel, it has been an impression of mine since I +first saw you this evening that we have met before. Can you help me +settle upon the place, time and occasion?" + + "Why, no," laughed Renestine, showing two rows of small, white +teeth that enhanced her charm. + +"I am sure if we try hard enough we shall soon discover," Jaffray said. + "May I sit down?" Renestine drew sideways to allow him to draw up a +chair, her hoop skirt spreading her tarlatan flounces some space +around her. + + "Why, yes, indeed, now that I look at you, the woods, gray +moss, three frightened young ladies; it was in the dusk of evening as +I was riding from McKinney, all of that picture returns," he put his +forefinger to his lips, and looked down at the floor in deep +reflection. + + For a moment Renestine was silent, then turned rosy red. "Oh, +Mr. Starr, was it you who brought us out of the Wilderness and +restored us to our families? You appeared at the most fortunate +moment, we were really lost," and she laughed heartily. "You are a +stranger here, Mr. Starr?" + + "Not altogether. I have visited here before on business. +Where I live it is lonesome for me and I take my vacations with much +the spirit of a school boy. Shall we dance?" + + The "Kiss Waltz" was a great favorite and the opening bars +were beginning, "Hun" Williams, leader of the orchestra, putting a +good swing into it. Renestine and Jaffrey glided with the rhythm of +the music and danced until the last strains closed the tuneful +composition. Throwing a lace scarf about her shoulders, Jaffray led +Renestine to the balcony. The moon was bright as day and the early May +dew brought out the fragrance of the jessamine and clematis climbing +over the balustrade. + + They stood for a time without speaking, feeling the spell of +the Southern spring time. + + "Is not this solemn beauty? Somehow it hurts, it is so +beautiful," said Renestine quietly, her large eyes dreamy and full of +softness. + + "Ah, you have a poet's soul, Miss Jewel. Will you tell me +something of your life? You were not born here?" + + They were walking up and down the broad verandah and Renestine +was telling him of the little mother so far away, parted from, perhaps +never to be seen again. She was saying, "At last when the time came to +say good-bye, I clung to my mother's form and in that moment could see my +soul, bared, bruised, wounded and somehow the little girl passed with +that parting and although I was but a few months younger than I am +to-night, I am here just one year, I feel much changed and older." Her +lids closed and Jaffray did not interrupt. "Mr. Starr, do you know of +any experience more cruel than this parting of parents in Europe with +their children to come to America? I think of it now so often. I +think there cannot be in all life . . . ." + + Jaffray saw the tears in those wonderful eyes. "No, Miss +Jewel, no. I know of nothing more humanly cruel! I, too, parted from +my beloved mother and twin sister when a mere lad to cross the ocean to +seek my fortune in America. A lad barely fifteen years of age, I had +no idea of what I was going out to meet in the world when I took my +small belongings and journeyed toward these shores. There were no +friends, no relatives where I was going; all those were being left +behind; but the spirit of adventure possessed me and I wanted more +freedom to work out my destiny in and the parting had to be for me and +I cannot tell you how I have suffered from homesickness for the beloved +Mother and good sister, for the little home in the Rhine village where +the terraces of grapes lay just back of our house; that never is +forgotten, no matter how long one lives. We have a common bond of +sympathy, may I hope it means a tie of friendship?" + + She gave him her hand and shortly afterwards he led her back +into the ballroom; but the music could not tempt them to dance again +and, after seeing Renestine with friends, he said good-night and left. + + It was near daylight when Jaffray smoked his last cigar and +finally put out the light in his little room in the hotel and went to +bed. + + + + Jaffray paid frequent visits to Houston from McKinney, after he +met Miss Jewel. Although Renestine was busy with her school work, her +sister permitted her, like all the young girls, to accept the +attentions of young men who wished to call or who invited her to social +affairs. + + Jaffray was some years older than Renestine and was aware that +she was but a school girl, untutored in the ways of the world, even +less than most girls of her age. But Renestine's modesty, her +innocence, her beauty, appealed to him as no other woman's charms had +done and thoughts of her took possession him. His stuffy little office +in McKinney, in the long, narrow store where general merchandise was +rather irregularly piled around in high wooden boxes, in barrels, and +on shallow shelves, became a prison house and the weeks endless terms +of sentence. It happened that be could not absent himself from duty +oftener than once every month and then only from Friday to Sunday +night. These days of freedom were now prized tenfold more dearly than +if he had had his time free to do as he wished. + + Heretofore it had been his dearest wish to employ his spare +time with books, reading and studying to improve his mind and for the +pleasure that books gave him. Now his thoughts refused to concentrate +upon anything but Miss Jewel. + + After some weeks of acquaintance there was an exchange of +letters which grew into a long correspondence. Those were happy days +for Jaffray! Eagerly he would look forward to the mail and from the +receipt of each of Renestine's letters to the next he would be in a +heaven all his own. He sent her songs and books of verse; he wrote long +and throbbing letters, and Winter and Spring, Summer and Autumn were +just one long summer day for him with the music of the birds overhead +and the earth a garden of blossoms. + + +CHAPTER III + +TWO years went by and Renestine had been the bride of Jaffray Starr +three months. Grown into womanhood, she was radiant; happy in her love +and secure in the faith of her choice, she went forth from her sister's +home full of hope and cheer. Renestine had had many suitors, had had +much admiration. She could have become the wife of a young adoring +banker; she had refused to listen to the suit of men of more substance +than her husband; but because of the quiet manliness of Jaffray Starr, +because of his keen intellect, because of his nobility of heart and +generous nature, she gave her heart into his keeping, sure that she had +made no mistake, and set out with him to share his fortune, whatever it +would bring. They had been married and left at once for Jaffray's home +at Jefferson, where he had a position in the County Clerk's office. Now +they were settled and housekeeping. But it was a long, rough journey +they had made from Houston to Jefferson. The railroads had not been +built in that section of the country and travel was done by horse teams +and in covered wagons. Two good colored servants accompanied them; old +Josiah, who drove and took care of the rough work, and his wife; +Caroline, to look after the "Missus" and do the cooking. Bringing out +kettles and pans tucked away in the wagon, Josiah would build a +brushwood fire and Caroline would cook the meals, rations for two weeks +having been provided. When it was time to stop for a meal or to rest +the horses, Josiah would be on the watch for a clear spring of water +along the roadside, would draw up by the side of it and begin +preparations for camping. It was not as much of a hardship as Pullman +travelers would conclude. The wagons were fitted with springs which +gave easily over rough roads and even had a fascination and romance, +and in the cool of the evening when a stretch of smooth road lay before +them it was delicious to feel the soft air blowing into their faces and +to experience the exhilaration of the rapid motion of the wagon. There +were also arrangements for comfortable beds. + + Word had gone ahead that Jaffray was bringing home a bride and +the people were alert to give her welcome. Jaffray never realized how +much he was thought of until he came back a Benedict. Homes were +thrown open to him and his young wife with offers to remain as long as +they would, and all .kinds of propositions made for their comfort and +welfare. + + "No, thank you, John or Tom or Buck," he would reply, kindly +but firmly. "We shall go to the hotel until we can arrange a home. I +have already rented a house and it won't take us long to get settled." + + Nor did it. In a few weeks Jaffray and Renestine were +occupying a small house, not far from the river that skirted the town, +with Josiah and Caroline in charge. + + "I do not see how anything can be prettier," said Renestine one +day after they had been in their home about a week. She had just +finished looping the pretty Swiss curtains at the windows of their +living room. "I really do not," she continued, stepping back, her +finger tips together, her head quizzically on one side. "Nothing can +be sweeter or prettier than our home. Jaffray, have you noticed how +dainty the chintz furniture is and how well it goes with the walls? I +think I deserve commendation for that wall paper, Jaffray." + + "Indeed, you do, my darling," returned Jaffray, pulling +solemnly at his pipe and looking half amused, half serious, at his +young wife. "Are you quite sure the pattern is large enough?" he said, +laughing. + + "Oh, you ungrateful man, you are making fun of me, I do +believe. Come into the dining-room and have dinner. Caroline is just +bringing it in." + + Arm in arm, they stepped into a long, narrow room which went +the width of the house, only excepting a little room off the main +bedroom which was used for a dressing room. + + The house consisted of a living room, a small hall and across +from the living room, the bedroom. Back of the little room was a +small porch and detached from the house, but connected by a covered +walk, was the kitchen. The dining-room was a foot below the two front +rooms, the kitchen joining it by the covered passage way. They could +never explain why the dining-room was so arranged, but concluded that +the owner had added it on at a later time. It was cosy and +comfortable and became attractive under the deft fingers of Renestine. + The little covered porch in front of the house was screened by running +vines from the gaze of the street. + + "Now for my book shelf!" exclaimed Jaffray, after he had smoked +his afternoon pipe. "You must help me arrange them, Renestine. No +real home without books, little girl." + + Josiah brought in the large drygoods box, which he opened, and +together Jaffray and Renestine took out the books, dusted them and +placed them on the shelves built in one side of the wall. Among them +were Byron, + + + +Moore, Pope, History of the United States, Josephus, Irving's Life of +Washington. It was late when the last one had been put away, and they +were glad enough to rest in their rockers on the porch in the gloaming. + + +CHAPTER IV + +THE day was hot and sultry. The chinaberry trees gave out their sweet +flower fragrance, almost too sweet to breathe freely in, while their +lacy leaves scarcely stirred. A great shady one grew in the corner +of the paling-fence around the yard and close to the two-room living +quarters for the negro servants. Aunt Caroline sat in the door combing +her wiry hair with a curry comb, a jagged piece of broken mirror in her +lap to guide her in her hairdressing; close by were a couple of +rush-bottom chairs set face to face and holding across their seats a +pillow with a mosquito netting pulled tight across the top of the +backs. Every once in a while Aunt Caroline would twist her neck in the +direction of the improvised bed and, finding nothing stirring, would +resume her hair-brushing. + + "Oh, Aunt Caroline," rushed out of the air and a two-year-old +little girl threw herself heavily against the old servant's knees, +nearly dashing her toilet articles to the ground. Aunt Caroline +started, raised her curry brush over her head and shook it hard at the +child. + + "My lands," she said, in a low voice. "Whar you come from and +making all dat noise and your sister lying dar asleep. Ain't you never +swine to renembar what I's al'ays tellin' yer, not ter brash up against +one like out de Sperrit world and nearly scare yer old mammy ter deth? +Ennyhow yer look tired; come heah in my lap and le' me rock yer." + + "May I have your looking glass, then, Aunt Caroline?" + + "Look out, chile, you'll cut yerself! No. I's got to lay dis +up on de shelf for mahself. Dis no lookin' glass fer a white chile. +Now you come heah and get in my lap dis minute." + + The child, tired from play and romping around, lifted her arms +to be taken up into her dear old mammy's lap. With her curlv head +pressed against Aunt Caroline's breast, she fell asleep in a little +while and was resting there long after Aunt Caroline had stopped +tilting her chair forward and backward--a way quite familiar to +Southern nurses in lulling children to sleep. In a little while she +had succumbed to the silent noon hour herself. + + "Looka heah, nigger. What you mean holden dat chile in yer lap +and you fast ter sleep? Wake up. Yer heah? Miss Tiny is comin!" +Josiah shoved his brogan over Aunt Caroline's thinly shod foot and she +jerked her head up with a start. + + "Bless mah soul!" She looked around with a frightened +appearance at the chairs with the mosquito netting over them and two +blue gray eyes were looking up into hers and a little fist was being +devoured. + + "Here you are with the children," said a low, sweet voice. +"I've wondered if Lola was with you. Has the baby been asleep a long +time, Aunt Caroline?" + + "Yes'm. She jest now waken up. Ain't she purty, Miss Tiny? +Just look at her little face looken like a cherub's. She shore is a +buiful chile. Looks a hole lot like you wid her big eyes, on'y dey +gray 'stead of black." + + "Let me take Lola from you and you lift the baby and bring her +to the house." + + "Yes'm." Aunt Caroline didn't lose an opportunity, however, to +turn around to remark to Josiah, who was hoeing not far away, "Yer, +Josiah, you jes come heah, suh, and tote dis chile up to de house. She +too hebby fer de Missus. You lubbering black nigger, you jes good fer +nothin' nohow and doan you eber stamp on my foot agin! Go long, Miss +Tiny, we will bring up de chillens!" + + Jaffray was home for midday dinner. "I've bought a nurse girl +for you, Renestine. Here is the bill of sale," he said, handing a +light blue paper to her. Renestine read: "A copper colored girl," etc. + When they were seated at the table Jaffray said: "I felt like a mean +creature when I paid the money for that girl, but I knew we needed a +nurse girl. Aunt Caroline can't cook and care any longer for the +children too, so what was to be done? This slavery system is +frightful, and mark my words, Renestine, the day will come when the +darkies will be free. Where I was born on the Rhine, no one would +believe for a moment that I would buy a human being. They would hate +me as I hate myself for bartering in human flesh." + + "I know, I know, Jaffray. I remember when my sister used to +send Josiah out in the morning to work, he would come back in the +evening with his pay that he had earned in the blacksmith shop and give +it to her, and Aunt Caroline would bring her money, too, that she had +made by a hard day's, washing and ironing. Oh, yes, it is all wrong +and dreadful, but we will treat them well and wait for the day to set +them free!" + + "It will not be long now. There are all sorts of rumors about +Lincoln doing this 'and that." + + "You mean about setting the negroes free?" + + "Yes." + + "But how? People will not just let them walk away! + + "Walk away! Oh, little woman, if it could be brought around +that way the threatening clouds would not be so dark ahead! 'Just walk +away.' The President is offering to find a way out. One is to +'compensate' owners out of Government funds for the release of their +slaves; another is sending them to some warm country for colonization. +Of course, he would ask Congress for an appropriation for this." + + For long hours they sat reading the latest news in the day's +paper and discussing the war reports with a very solemn foreboding of +coming events. + + +CHAPTER V + +WHEN the Civil War broke out the women of the South blanched with the +terrible ordeal before them, but never for one moment doubted but that +their beloved ones would come out of it all victorious. To them it was +not conceivable that a cause so plainly one of individual rights could +be lost. Sacrifice upon sacrifice was cheerfully made, even gloried in +by these wonderful women of the South in 1861 and to the bitter end. +Delicately nurtured women denied themselves comforts, sleep, food and +drink; they were reduced to personal hardships which were met and borne +with a sublime fortitude. + + When it was all over those families which had possessed wealth +and culture were in the grip of poverty, and it was then that the +spirit of Southern womanhood showed its divine strength. Facing +family troubles with the courage of noble resignation, those women who +had been educated--some abroad--and accomplished, became school +teachers at five dollars a month for a pupil, and many a woman to-day +bears gratitude in her heart for the sweet influence of these school +teachers, which has gone with her into every clime, into every +condition, and proved an unfailing guide to the uplands and the +heights. Many became seamstresses, some governesses and others +traveling companions. But wherever these gentlewoman went they +carried refinement and ideals. + + The heroism of the Southern women in the Civil War is an Epic +in American History! + + + + Renestine was the mother now of three little daughters. +Jaffray had gone to Mexico to buy up horses, saddles and commissaries +for the army. Caroline and Josiah were her bodyguards and, faithful +servants, they saved her little anxieties and looked after the welfare +of the children. + + Renestine made their little shoes by shaping cloth after their +worn ones and sewing them together with pieces of soft cardboard for +soles. She made coffee by drying beets, and flour by drying potatoes. +Her practical little head was resourceful for any emergency. She felt +sad at the separation from her husband, and her large black eyes were +mournful but not tearful. To be and doing was her spirit. In spare +moments she sat down to her tambourine to do crewel work on a +tapestry picture. It was a large subject--The bard Ossian playing his +harp to Malvino. Ossian seated on the front of some brown rocks, +Malvino seated before him, her hands folded across his knees, full of +tender regard for the gentle musician. This work was her pastime and +recreation. She selected the worsteds and worked her needle out and +in, shading and coloring and outlining with the skill of an artist in +paints. Three years she worked on this picture, almost to the end of +the war, almost as long as Penelope worked on her task awaiting +Ulysses' return. + + In the meantime Jaftray paid short visits to his family and +made them as comfortable for periods of his absence as he had it in his +power to do. Texas was too far away to be the theatre of battles +during the conflict, so that no real harassing of the families by the +invading Northern soldiers took place, but her people suffered +privations and danger just as much as her sister states and perhaps +more after the war was over and the reconstruction period set in. + + + + In 1870 the town of Jefferson was thrown into a panic by the +murder one night of a "carpet-bagger." Carpet-bagger was a name given to +those men who came into Southern towns after the war to stir up the +people, and particularly the darkies, against the authorities. It was +necessary for Washington to send troops to Jefferson to restore order. + + A stockade was built up on the hill near the new home of +Jaffray, for he had found his first little house too small for his +growing family, and into this stockade some of Jefferson's prominent +citizens were thrown and kept until they could prove their innocence of +the charges brought against them, namely, that they had knowledge of +the murder of the carpet-bagger. Those were trying days. Jaffray had +returned from Mexico in impaired health, which had been caused by the +impure drinking water in the country and also the intense heat there. +The doctors told him he had to take a long rest. + + Things were going badly in the town, military law was +established and all men found implicated in the disturbance were +drastically punished. The war bad reduced the prosperous store holder +to penury, there was little money left to circulate among the people +and Jefferson was demoralized in its business, civic and social life. + + General Buell, commanding the military occupation, asked as a +favor to be put up at Jaffray's house, as it was one of the largest in +the town and near the camp. Jaffray consented. So General Buell and +his wife came to live with Renestine and Jaffray, and afterwards one or +two other officers and their wives joined General Buell. This was a +courageous thing for Jaffray to have done, for, with the spirit +existing in the town at that critical time, not many residents would +harbor the Yankees. It was so dangerous that one night, when the +General wished to retire to his rooms across the broad hall, he turned +to Jaffray and said: + + "Jaffray, put out the lamps before I cross over." + + Kerosene lamps were in use and Jaffray put out the light before +the officer walked from the sitting room across to his own rooms. In +politics Jaffray was a Republican and he had the courage to live up to +his convictions in a community that was enraged against Lincoln and his +party. But the Republicans stood for free men, whatever color or +creed, and Jaffray championed their doctrines. For him humanity, +justice and liberty was the breath of his nostrils. This passion for +men's rights he had inherited from a long line of ancestors reaching +back into the mists of "In the beginning." He was an Israelite. + + Renestine was glad to accept this change in their lives, as she +realized that Jaffray's affairs were not prosperous and with the +assistance of her servants she could help him very well, particularly +as he was not in robust health. Whatever situation faced her she met +it with high courage and a spirit to do. Their devotion was deep and +with their little family they were happy and contented. Sorrow had +not spared them, however, for their baby daughter bad contracted +whooping cough and died a few months before. Jaffray grieved deeply +for the little child and Renestine was almost overcome. But she +straightened up herb beautiful head, like a flower after the storm has +passed, and comforted her husband. + + +CHAPTER VI + +JAFFRAY was now Postmaster of Jefferson. he city had resumed its normal +life and gained in population and wealth. The streets were filled with +wagons loaded with bales of cotton brought from as far away as 250 +miles by ox teams, which took three weeks. + + Jefferson was at the head of navigation on an arm of the Red +River. Steamboats came up once or twice a week and the cotton was +shipped to New Orleans and from that city to the mills in the East. +When the boats arrived the scene on the levee was a very animated one. +Negroes would fix large bill hooks into the bagging around the cotton +bales and load them into drays. Some of them worked singing, as +sailors do when they haul and pull. + + Sometimes the captains of the larger steamboats would issue +invitations to the families for a soiree, when the excitement would +fill society for days. The ladies would dress in their silks and laces +and the men spruce up in their frock coats and flowered waistcoats and +cross the gang plank into the kerosene-lighted steamboats and dance until + morning. Those were red letter days for Jefferson. As a matter of +etiquette, when the steamboat was loaded and about to start back, +everybody would be at the levee to wave good-bye. The side paddle would +turn and the hospitable captain would be up in the pilot house, waving +his cap in return until the churning side-wheel carried him around the +bend. + + New houses were dotting the town here and there, some of them +large and handsome with spacious grounds. Kerosene oil lamps were put +up to light the streets and an "Opera House" was built, where many a +stock company came to play in tragedy or comedy. Shakespeare's plays +were the favorites of the community and Jaffray and Renestine went +often to the theatre, accompanied by their two daughters, who were in +their advanced school-day years and able to appreciate it. There were +two little sons added to their family circle; they remained asleep in +their trundle beds with old Aunt Caroline watching over them, as she +had watched over the little daughters. Josiah had died right after the +war was over, but he lived to see his people freed and schools opened +where they could be taught to read and write--a precious privilege. He +had said to Aunt Caroline just before his last illness: "Thanks be to +God that He has set the colored folks free, but thanks be to Him mosen +for gibbin' me a good marsa and missus who gibs me my close, my vittles +and my me'cine." + + The relation of the household servants to the Southern family +was that of trust and affection after their liberation. In advanced +years, like old Aunt Caroline, the younger servants saved them +unnecessary steps and their days were happy and peaceful. + + Near the home which Renestine and Jaffrav occupied almost +touching the porch was a huge oak tree spreading wide shade around it. + Here the children played; or, if it was a rainy day, they carried +their precious dolls and drums into the latticed summer house built for +ornamentation and use in very hot weather, where woodbine and +honeysuckle ran along its diamond-shaped walls and hung thick and +colorful in great waves. Jaffray loved his home and spared nothing +that would make it comfortable and attractive. + + His days were very arduous now, as he had to learn the methods +of a government position. It appealed to him, though, for it was a +pursuit which required reading up on rules, laws and regulations, and +his bent was for books and instruction from them. While his days +passed in attending to the business of the Post Office, his nights were +given to study and self-improvement. He was never satisfied with what +he achieved; to learn and to know more and more was his ruling passion. + Many citizens now called upon him for advice. He would be asked to +speak when a new building was opened or a public movement was on foot. +They knew him to be generous and full of civic pride. He belonged to +the Board of Aldermen and at one time was offered the office of Mayor. +He had the confidence and respect of all the inhabitants of the town +and his politeness and gentleness were the qualifications which made +them love him. + + He was a tall, spare figure, with black, well-set eyes, black +hair, now showing thin at the temples and somewhat bald; he had a short +black beard and moustache and his carriage was upright and dignified. +He could be stern, even severe, when things aroused his anger, and +nothing could touch his temper quicker than underhand dealings or a +mean act. But his whole being was steeped with love of his kind and +sympathy with the poor. + + In the early days of Jefferson he and a friend bought a deed +for a cemetery and presented it to the Jewish community. His home was +opened to social and political gatherings where his friends were sure +of a warm welcome. Renestine was always the center of attraction of +these social affairs. She was proud of her husband and flushed with +happiness when she saw him surrounded by admiring groups of men. + + At this time a new influence came into their lives. It was a +fine old Frenchman, who had drifted down to Jefferson from Alabama, +where he had been a professor of piano teaching. His name was +D'Archais, and by degrees they learned his history. But the immediate +result of their meeting was to give their two little daughters, now +eight and ten years old, to him to be instructed in music. + + The history of this new friend was a romantic one. During the +time of Louis Philippe he left Paris. His property and title had been +taken by the revolutionists for he was an aristocrat, a Count, and he +found that he was safer with the ocean between him and his beloved +Paris. + + He landed in Mobile, Alabama, and used his accomplishments of +painting and music as a means of gaining a livelihood. For many years +he worked in his profession and accumulated enough to lay aside. This +he invested in cotton which was destroyed in a warehouse by fire. It +was hard, but he began all over again and in the meantime married a +widow with a daughter. This step-daughter won his complete affection, +and when she married he devoted himself to her two children, a girl and +a boy. It was because of these two children that he came to Jefferson, +where they were then living. + + The music teacher was 70 years old when he came into the lives +of Jaffray and Renestine; a polished, grand old man of kingly soul and +manners. The little daughters quickly learned to love their dear old +teacher and all his life time he was their dear friend. + + Jaffray was much impressed by this gentle nobleman and was glad +to have the privilege of his friendship for himself and his family. He +found that he was easily tired in these days and welcomed nightfall +when he could sit on the porch in the twilight of summer and feel the +peace of evening creep on apace. Often Mr. D'Archais would join him +and chat about travel and the fall and rise of political parties in +France. + + "I left France after the fall of Louis Philippe," he said, "and +came to America. My property was confiscated and I arrived here +penniless. A friend of mine had gone to Mobile, Alabama, some years +before, and I resolved to follow him. I began life over again and took +a position in a young ladies' academy there to teach piano. I had +taken lessons from renowned musicians in Paris, the same as taught +Napoleon's sister, Pauline, and this was my only means now of making a +living. + + "I did very well, lived comfortably and saved a little besides, +so that when the war broke out I had invested in cotton which was in a +warehouse waiting to be sold. A large fire destroyed the warehouse +with its contents, leaving me penniless once more, as there was not a +dollar of insurance on it. + + "In the meantime my friend had died leaving his family--wife +and daughter--in my care. I decided to carry out his wish on his +deathbed and married his wife soon after. His daughter became my joy +and happiness. She was docile, ma foi, so perfect, that in a few +years, when she married, I was irreconcilable." Here the music master +would stop, let his face drop into his big, white, soft hands for a +moment and then go on with his story. "She died three years after her +marriage, leaving two children, a boy and a girl. These children were +adopted by people here in this state and I followed. Jefferson was +recommended to me as a good place to begin a class in music. I am not +sorry I came as I have made friends and in my old age I can look +forward to peace and a few devoted pupils to brighten the days." Many +times during his recital he would exclaim: "Mon Dieu, mon dieu, I have +seen many trials and tribulations." + + Jaffray was always sorry to see Mr. D'Archais leave; his +personality and story were romantic and picturesque. Long into the +shadows of the night he would sit watching the stars come out one by +one, thinking of the troublous life of the nobleman and simple music +teacher. + + In the Autumn Jaffray took to his bed utterly worn out and grew +very ill, so ill that the family doctor felt a great deal of concern +about his symptoms. He instructed that Jaffray be kept very quiet on a +low diet and stimulants, to be given every few hours. This treatment +benefited Jaffray so that he was able to sit up in a favorite arm chair +now and then and listen to Charles Dickens' story, "Our Mutual Friend," +then running as a serial in Harper's Magazine, read to him by his +little gray-eyed daughter now ten years old. + + At the close of the reading one morning he said: "What a great +man! I'd rather die to-day and leave behind me the fame of Charles +Dickens than live to be a hundred years old." + + Much encouraged by Jaffray's condition, Renestine took fresh +hope and went about her daily occupation with more energy. She knew +Jaffray's tender affection for his children and when on his good days +he had been made comfortable in his big arm chair the two young +daughters, Lola and Ena, and their little brothers, Lester, Andrew and +Frank, were allowed to come into his room and be near him, the infant +son Frank resting in his arms, Lola standing by like a little mother +watching over them all. + + Other days he would look out of the window and watch the big +oak tree standing near, with its leaves turning brown, shaking in the +wind. Winter was turning the vines on the summer house into lifeless +twists of runners and bending the rose hushes until the petals were +strewn about the ground. + + It was not until the first week in November that Renestine +noticed that Jaffray was not as strong as usual. He kept to his bed +now altogether, and his great heart seemed to speak to her of what was +uppermost there--the parting; after only thirteen years of wedded life +the end had come. His little Queen Esther with the rosebuds on her +gown! + + In his last moments he said to a friend: "What does it matter +whether a man lives a little longer or not? It is only the loved ones +he leaves that matter." + + At his death the city closed the places of business by +proclamation of the Mayor, and the long line of followers at his bier +to the little cemetery he had given testified to the love his fellow +men bore him. + + Renestine was crushed. Her five children were to be lived for, +of course, but how could she face the long years before her? She was +young, inexperienced, unused to the world and its ways. She was +overwhelmed by her fate. The assets of a generous man at his death +are debts and some friends. Had it not been for the advice and +devotion of a few friends, Renestine would have gone down in the black +waters that were now surging around her. The Post Office was looked +after until she could find strength in body and mind to assume the +duties of Post Mistress to which she was appointed. When she entered +the door that first morning it was as a broken spirit without any idea +of what she was about to undertake. The task was serious and exacting, +she realized, but how to grasp its thousand details? Her master would +be the U. S. Government, an uncompromising, stern and bloodless one. + + Not many years before, this little woman was an immigrant +child, landing with timid step on strange soil. To-day she was ushered +into the important office of Government Mail and Money matters, one of +the most responsible positions in the country. + + With her usual courage and determination to learn, Renestine +set about the long figures of quarterly returns and register reports, +money order and stamp reports, making up and distributing mail, prompt +deliveries and sending out of mail. Her pride in her new life +responded to the demands made upon her and she went forward. Unafraid +now, for she had a grasp of the difficulties, she bent her work. She +pored over her monthly and quarterly returns in the quiet of night, and +over and over again she wrote and figured until she understood and +could make them out correctly. She was encouraged by her friends, and +complimented by the bankers and merchants in the city for her +successful efforts. + + The first year was a long trial to Renestine. Her children +were young and needed her care and guidance as well as the new +occupation. But the little mother was all the busier when she returned +home in the evening. With a divine strength to perform and serve, she +labored. + + The education of each child was followed patiently, eagerly, +unceasingly, by her. Music and languages, besides the fundamentals, +were to be given to each. + + The bodies were clothed by her flying fingers at night. What a +boon ready-to-wear would have been to this little mother. Not a boy's +garment could be had unless it was the handiwork of the household. + + + + One evening, many years afterward, Renestine returned to her +home with her sixteenth commission in her hand. She had served the +public of Jefferson faithfully and efficiently and the people had +honored her. During these years her elder daughter had married but +only lived a year after her marriage. This was another searing sorrow +and for many days seemed to consume her. Now her second daughter was +about to become the wife of a noble man who had long wished to wed her +and take her back with him to make their home in New York City. + + This evening she sat in the midst of her little family and +recalled many scenes of her life. She was still a young woman, +forty-eight, and she intended sending her resignation to Washington. She +was about to leave Jefferson and follow her daughter to New York where +there were better opportunities for the advancement of her three sons. + + The following day she went with her prospective son-in-law and her +daughter to pay a farewell visit to Mr. D'Archais at his little +two-roomed house. The old man rose with his arms outstretched to meet +them and his "little girl" was soon enclosed in them. On parting he +turned to her soon-to-be husband and said: + + "Make her happy. Make my little girl happy," and held his hand +affectionately in his own. + + + + So it was that Renestine, the little immigrant girl, became a +superb woman of deeds, a wonderful American mother whose grandchildren +have fought in this last war to win democracy for the world! + + + +THE END + + + + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK, THE LITTLE IMMIGRANT *** + +This file should be named 7090.txt or 7090.zip + +Project Gutenberg eBooks are often created from several printed +editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the US +unless a copyright notice is included. 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