第1章

\"Comein,\"saidtheeditor。

Thedooroftheeditorialroomofthe\"ExcelsiorMagazine\"begantocreakpainfullyunderthehesitatingpressureofanuncertainandunfamiliarhand。Thiscontinueduntilwithastartofirritationtheeditorfaceddirectlyabout,throwinghislegoverthearmofhischairwithacertainyouthfuldexterity。Withonehandgrippingitsback,theotherstillgraspingaproof-slip,andhispencilinhismouth,hestaredattheintruder。

Thestranger,despitehishesitatingentrance,didnotseemintheleastdisconcerted。Hewasatallman,lookingeventallerbyreasonofthelongformlessovercoathewore,knownasa\"duster,\"

andbyalongstraightbeardthatdependedfromhischin,whichhecombedwithtworeflectivefingersashecontemplatedtheeditor。

Thereddustwhichstilllayinthecreasesofhisgarmentandinthecurvesofhissoftfelthat,andleftadustycirclelikeaprecipitatedhaloaroundhisfeet,proclaimedhim,ifnotacountryman,arecentinlandimportationbycoach。\"Busy?\"hesaid,inagravebutpleasantvoice。\"Ikinwait。Don\'tmindME。Goon。\"

Theeditorindicatedachairwithhisdisengagedhandandplungedagainintohisproof-slips。Thestrangersurveyedthescantfurnitureandappointmentsoftheofficewithalookofgravecuriosity,andthen,takingachair,fixedanearnest,penetratinggazeontheeditor\'sprofile。Theeditorfeltit,and,withoutlookingup,said——

\"Well,goon。\"

\"Butyou\'rebusy。Ikinwait。\"

\"Ishallnotbelessbusythismorning。Icanlisten。\"

\"Iwantyoutogivemethenameofacertainpersonwhowritesinyourmagazine。\"

Theeditor\'seyeglancedatthesecondright-handdrawerofhisdesk。Itdidnotcontainthenamesofhiscontributors,butwhatinthetraditionsofhisofficewasacceptedasanequivalent,——arevolver。Hehadneveryetpresentedeithertoaninquirer。Buthelaidasidehisproofs,and,withaslightdarkeningofhisyouthful,discontentedface,said,\"Whatdoyouwanttoknowfor?\"

Thequestionwassoevidentlyunexpectedthatthestranger\'sfacecoloredslightly,andhehesitated。Theeditormeanwhile,withouttakinghiseyesfromtheman,mentallyranoverthecontentsofthelastmagazine。Theyhadbeenofasingularlypeacefulcharacter。

Thereseemedtobenothingtojustifyhomicideonhispartorthestranger\'s。Yettherewasnoknowing,andhisquestioner\'sbucolicappearancebynomeansprecludedanassault。Indeed,ithadbeenalegendoftheofficethatapredecessorhadsufferedvicariouslyfromageologicalhammercovertlyintroducedintoascientificcontroversybyanirateprofessor。

\"Aswemakeourselvesresponsiblefortheconductofthemagazine,\"

continuedtheyoungeditor,withmatureseverity,\"wedonotgiveupthenamesofourcontributors。Ifyoudonotagreewiththeiropinions\"——

\"ButIDO,\"saidthestranger,withhisformercomposure,\"andI

reckonthat\'swhyIwanttoknowwhowrotethoseversescalled\'Underbrush,\'signed\'WhiteViolet,\'inyourlastnumber。They\'repow\'fulpretty。\"

Theeditorflushedslightly,andglancedinstinctivelyaroundforanyunexpectedwitnessofhisludicrousmistake。Thefearofridiculewasuppermostinhismind,andhewasmorerelievedathismistakenotbeingoverheardthanatitsgroundlessness。

\"TheversesAREpretty,\"hesaid,recoveringhimself,withacriticalair,\"andIamgladyoulikethem。Buteventhen,youknow,Icouldnotgiveyouthelady\'snamewithoutherpermission。

Iwillwritetoherandaskit,ifyoulike。\"

TheactualfactwasthattheverseshadbeensenttohimanonymouslyfromaremotevillageintheCoastRange,——theaddressbeingthepost-officeandthesignatureinitials。

Thestrangerlookeddisturbed。\"Thensheain\'tabouthereanywhere?\"hesaid,withavaguegesture。\"Shedon\'tbelongtotheoffice?\"

Theyoungeditorbeamedwithtolerantsuperiority:\"No,Iamsorrytosay。\"

\"Ishouldliketohavegottoseeherandkinderaskedherafewquestions,\"continuedthestranger,withthesamereflectiveseriousness。\"Yousee,itwasn\'tjusttherhymin\'o\'themverses,——

andtheykindersingthemselvestoye,don\'tthey?——itwasn\'tthechyceo\'words,——andIreckontheyallushittheideeinthecentreshoteverytime,——itwasn\'ttheideesandmoralshesorto\'drewouto\'whatshewastellin\',——butitwasthestraightthingitself,——thetruth!\"

\"Thetruth?\"repeatedtheeditor。

\"Yes,sir。I\'vebinthere。I\'veseenallthatshe\'sseeninthebrush——thelittleflicksandcheckerso\'lightandshadderdowninthebrowndustthatyouwonderhowitevergotthroughthedarkofthewoods,andthatallusseemstoslipawaylikeasnakeoralizardifyougrope。I\'veheardallthatshe\'sheardthere——thecreepin\',thesighin\',andthewhisperin\'throughthebrackenandtheground-vinesofallthatlivesthere。\"

\"Youseemtobeapoetyourself,\"saidtheeditor,withapatronizingsmile。

\"I\'malumberman,upinMendocino,\"returnedthestranger,withsublimenaivete。\"Gotamillthere。Yousee,sightin\'standin\'

timberandselectin\'fromthegen\'ralshowofthetreesinthegroundandthelayofrootshezsortermademetakenotice。\"Hepaused。\"Then,\"headded,somewhatdespondingly,\"youdon\'tknowwhosheis?\"

\"No,\"saidtheeditor,reflectively;\"notevenifitisreallyaWOMANwhowrites。\"

\"Eh?\"

\"Well,yousee,\'WhiteViolet\'mayaswellbethenomdeplumeofamanasofawoman,especiallyifadoptedforthepurposeofmystification。Thehandwriting,Iremember,WASmoreboyishthanfeminine。\"

\"No,\"returnedthestrangerdoggedly,\"itwasn\'tnoMAN。There\'sideasandwordstherethatonlycomefromawoman:baby-talktothebirds,youknow,andakindoffearsomekeerofbugsandcreepin\'

thingsthatdon\'tcometoamanwhowearsbootsandtrousers。

Well,\"headded,withareturntohispreviousairofresigneddisappointment,\"Isupposeyoudon\'tevenknowwhatshe\'slike?\"

\"No,\"respondedtheeditor,cheerfully。Then,followinganideasuggestedbytheoddminglingofsentimentandshrewdperceptioninthemanbeforehim,headded:\"Probablynotatalllikeanythingyouimagine。Shemaybeamotherwiththreeorfourchildren;oranoldmaidwhokeepsaboarding-house;orawrinkledschool-

mistress;orachitofaschool-girl。I\'vehadsomefairversesfromared-hairedgirloffourteenattheSeminary,\"heconcludedwithprofessionalcoolness。

Thestrangerregardedhimwiththenaivewonderofaninexperiencedman。Havingpaidthistributetohissuperiorknowledge,heregainedhispreviousairofgraveperception。\"Ireckonsheain\'tnoneofthem。ButI\'mkeepin\'youfromyourwork。Good-by。Myname\'sBowers——JimBowers,ofMendocino。Ifyou\'reupmyway,givemeacall。Andifyoudowritetothisyer\'WhiteViolet,\'andshe\'swillin\',sendmeheraddress。\"

Heshooktheeditor\'shandwarmly——eveninitsliteralsignificanceofimpartingagooddealofhisownearnestcalorictotheeditor\'sfingers——andlefttheroom。Hisfootfallechoedalongthepassageanddiedout,andwithit,Ifear,allimpressionofhisvisitfromtheeditor\'smind,asheplungedagainintothesilenttaskbeforehim。

Presentlyhewasconsciousofamelodioushummingandalightleisurelystepattheentranceofthehall。Theycontinuedoninaneasyharmonyandunaffectedasthepassageofabird。Bothwerepleasantandbothfamiliartotheeditor。TheybelongedtoJackHamlin,byvocationagambler,bytasteamusician,onhiswayfromhisapartmentsontheupperfloor,wherehehadjustrisen,todropintohisfriend\'seditorialroomandglanceovertheexchanges,aswashishabitbeforebreakfast。

Thedooropenedlightly。Theeditorwasconsciousofafaintodorofscentedsoap,asensationoffreshnessandcleanliness,theimpressionofasofthandlikeawoman\'sonhisshoulderand,likeawoman\'s,momentarilyandplayfullycaressing,thepassageofagracefulshadowacrosshisdesk,andthenextmomentJackHamlinwasostentatiouslydustingachairwithanopennewspaperpreparatorytosittingdown。

\"Yououghttoshipthatoffice-boyofyours,ifhecan\'tkeepthingscleaner,\"hesaid,suspendinghismelodytoeyegrimlythedustwhichMr。Bowershadshakenfromhisdepartingfeet。

Theeditordidnotlookupuntilhehadfinishedrevisingadifficultparagraph。BythattimeMr。Hamlinhadcomfortablysettledhimselfonacanesofa,and,possiblyoutofdeferencetohissurroundings,hadsubduedhissongtoapeculiarlylow,soft,andheartbreakingwhistleasheunfoldedanewspaper。Cleanandfaultlessinhisappearance,hehadtheraregiftofbeingabletogetupattwointheafternoonwithmuchofthedewyfreshnessandallofthemoralsuperiorityofanearlyriser。

\"Yououghttohavebeenherejustnow,Jack,\"saidtheeditor。

\"Notarow,oldman,eh?\"inquiredJack,withafaintaccessionofinterest。

\"No,\"saidtheeditor,smiling。Thenherelatedtheincidentsofthepreviousinterview,withacertainhumorousexaggerationwhichwaspartofhisnature。ButJackdidnotsmile。

\"Yououghttohavebootedhimoutoftheranchonsight,\"hesaid。

\"Whatrighthadhetocomeherepryingintoalady\'saffairs?——atleastaladyasfarasHEknows。Ofcourseshe\'ssomeoldblowzywithfrumpledhairtryingtoropeinagreenhornwithastringofwordsandphrases,\"concludedJack,carelessly,whohadanequallycynicaldistrustofthesexandofliterature。

\"That\'saboutwhatItoldhim,\"saidtheeditor。

\"That\'sjustwhatyouSHOULDN\'Thavetoldhim,\"returnedJack。

\"Yououghttohavestuckupforthatwomanasifshe\'dbeenyourownmother。Lord!youfellowsdon\'tknowhowtorunamagazine。

YououghttoletMEsitonthatchairandtackleyourcustomers。\"

\"Whatwouldyouhavedone,Jack?\"askedtheeditor,muchamusedtofindthathishithertoinvincibleherowasnotabovetheordinaryhumanweaknessofofferingadviceastoeditorialconduct。

\"Done?\"reflectedJack。\"Well,first,sonny,Ishouldn\'tkeeparevolverinadrawerthatIhadtoOPENtogetat。\"

\"Butwhatwouldyouhavesaid?\"

\"IshouldsimplyhaveaskedhimwhatwasthepriceoflumberatMendocino,\"saidJack,sweetly,\"andwhenhetoldme,Ishouldhavesaidthatthesampleshewasofferingoutofhisownheadwouldn\'tsuit。Yousee,youdon\'twantanytriflinginsuchmatters。Youwritewellenough,myboy,\"continuedhe,turningoverhispaper,\"butwhatyou\'relackinginiseditorialdignity。Butgoonwithyourwork。Don\'tmindme。\"

Thusadmonished,theeditoragainbentoverhisdesk,andhisfriendsoftlytookuphissuspendedsong。TheeditorhadnotproceededfarinhiscorrectionswhenJack\'svoiceagainbrokethesilence。

\"Wherearethosed——dverses,anyway?\"

Withoutlookingup,theeditorwavedhispenciltowardsanuncutcopyofthe\"ExcelsiorMagazine\"lyingonthetable。

\"Youdon\'tsupposeI\'mgoingtoREADthem,doyou?\"saidJack,aggrievedly。\"Whydon\'tyousaywhatthey\'reabout?That\'syourbusinessaseditor。\"

Butthatfunctionary,nowwhollylostandwanderinginthenon-

sequiturofaninvolvedpassageintheproofbeforehim,onlywavedanimpatientremonstrancewithhispencilandknithisbrows。

Jack,withasigh,tookupthemagazine。

Alongsilencefollowed,brokenonlybythehurriedrustlingofsheetsofcopyandanoccasionalexasperatedstartfromtheeditor。

Thesunwasalreadybeginningtoslantadustybeamacrosshisdesk;Jack\'swhistlinghadlongsinceceased。Presently,withanexclamationofrelief,theeditorlaidasidethelastproof-sheetandlookedup。

JackHamlinhadclosedthemagazine,butwithonehandthrownoverthebackofthesofahewasstillholdingit,hisslimforefingerbetweenitsleavestokeeptheplace,andhishandsomeprofileanddarklashesliftedtowardsthewindow。Theeditor,smilingatthisunwontedabstraction,saidquietly,——

\"Well,whatdoyouthinkofthem?\"

Jackrose,laidthemagazinedown,settledhiswhitewaistcoatwithbothhands,andloungedtowardshisfriendwithaudaciousbutslightlyveiledandshiningeyes。\"Theysortofsingthemselvestoyou,\"hesaid,quietly,leaningbesidetheeditor\'sdesk,andlookingdownuponhim。Afterapausehesaid,\"Thenyoudon\'tknowwhatshe\'slike?\"

\"That\'swhatMr。Bowersaskedme,\"remarkedtheeditor。

\"D——nBowers!\"

\"Isupposeyoualsowishmetowriteandaskforpermissiontogiveyouheraddress?\"saidtheeditor,withgreatgravity。

\"No,\"saidJack,coolly。\"IproposetogiveittoYOUwithinaweek,andyouwillpaymewithabreakfast。IshouldliketohaveitsaidthatIwasonceapaidcontributortoliterature。IfI

don\'tgiveittoyou,I\'llstandyouadinner,that\'sall。\"

\"Done!\"saidtheeditor。\"Andyouknownothingofhernow?\"

\"No,\"saidJack,promptly。\"Noryou?\"

\"NomorethanIhavetoldyou。\"

\"That\'lldo。Solong!\"AndJack,carefullyadjustinghisglossyhatoverhiscurlsatanominouslywickedangle,saunteredlightlyfromtheroom。Theeditor,glancingafterhishandsomefigureandhearinghimtakeuphispretermittedwhistleashepassedout,begantothinkthatthecontingentdinnerwasbynomeansaninevitableprospect。

Howbeit,heplungedoncemoreintohismonotonousduties。ButthefreshnessofthedayseemedtohavedepartedwithJack,andthelaterinterruptionsofforemanandpublisherwereofamorepracticalcharacter。Itwasnotuntilthepostarrivedthatthesuperscriptionononeoftheletterscaughthiseye,andrevivedhisformerinterest。Itwasthesamehandasthatofhisunknowncontributor\'smanuscript——ill-formedandboyish。Heopenedtheenvelope。Itcontainedanotherpoemwiththesamesignature,butalsoanote——muchlongerthanthebrieflinesthataccompaniedthefirstcontribution——wasscrawleduponaseparatepieceofpaper。

Thistheeditoropenedfirst,andreadthefollowing,withanamazementthatforthemomentdominatedallothersense:——

MR。EDITOR,——Iseeyouhavegotmypoetryin。ButIdon\'tseethespondulixthatoughterfollow。Perhapsyoudon\'tknowwheretosendit。ThenI\'lltellyou。SendthemoneytoLockBox47,GreenSpringsP。O。,perWellsFargo\'sExpress,andI\'llgetitthere,onaccountofmyparentsnotknowing。We\'reveryhigh-toned,andtheywouldthinkit\'slowmakingpoetryforpapers。Sendamountusuallypaidforpoetryinyourpapers。OrmaybeyouthinkImakepoetryfornothing?That\'swhereyouslipup!

Yourstruly,WHITEVIOLET。

P。S——Ifyoudon\'tpayforpoetry,sendthisback。It\'sasgoodaswhatyoudidputin,andisjustashardtomake。Youhearme?

that\'sme——allthetime。

WHITEVIOLET。

Theeditorturnedquicklytothenewcontributionforsomecorroborationofwhathefeltmustbeanextraordinaryblunder。

Butno!Thefewlinesthathehurriedlyreadbreathedthesameatmosphereofintellectualrepose,gentleness,andimaginationasthefirstcontribution。Andyettheywereinthesamehandwritingasthesingularmissive,andbothwereidenticalwiththepreviousmanuscript。

Hadhebeenthevictimofahoax,andweretheversesnotoriginal?

No;theyweredistinctlyoriginal,localincolor,andevenlocalintheuseofcertainoldEnglishwordsthatwerecommonintheSouthwest。Hehadbeforenoticedtheapparentincongruityofthehandwritingandthetext,anditwaspossiblethatforthepurposesofdisguisethepoetmighthaveemployedanamanuensis。Buthowcouldhereconciletheincongruityofthemercenaryandslangypurportofthemissiveitselfwiththementalhabitofitsauthor?

Wasitpossiblethattheseinconsistentqualitiesexistedintheoneindividual?HesmiledgrimlyashethoughtofhisvisitorBowersandhisfriendJack。HewasstartledasherememberedthepurelyimaginativepicturehehadhimselfgiventotheseriouslyinterestedBowersofthepossibleincongruouspersonalityofthepoetess。

WashequitefairinkeepingthisfromJack?Wasitreallyhonorable,inviewoftheirwager?ItistobefearedthataveryhumanenjoymentofJack\'spossiblediscomfiturequiteasmuchasanychivalrousfriendshipimpelledtheeditortoringeventuallyfortheoffice-boy。

\"SeeifMr。Hamlinisinhisrooms。\"

Theeditorthensatdown,andwroterapidlyasfollows:——

DEARMADAM,——Youareasrightasyouaregenerousinsupposingthatonlyignoranceofyouraddresspreventedthemanagerfrompreviouslyremittingthehonorariumforyourbeautifulverses。Henowbegstosendittoyouinthemanneryouhaveindicated。Astheverseshaveattracteddeservedattention,Ihavebeenappliedtoforyouraddress。Shouldyoucaretosubmitittometobeusedatmydiscretion,Ishallfeelhonoredbyyourconfidence。Butthisisamatterleftentirelytoyourownkindnessandbetterjudgment。Meantime,Itakepleasureinaccepting\"WhiteViolet\'s\"

presentcontribution,andremain,dearmadam,yourobedientservant,THEEDITOR。

Theboyreturnedashewasfoldingtheletter。Mr。HamlinwasnotonlyNOTinhisrooms,but,accordingtohisnegroservantPete,hadlefttownanhouragoforafewdaysinthecountry。

\"Didhesaywhere?\"askedtheeditor,quickly。

\"No,sir:hedidn\'tknow。\"

\"Verywell。Takethistothemanager。\"Headdressedtheletter,and,scrawlingafewhieroglyphicsonamemorandum-tag,toreitoff,andhandeditwiththelettertotheboy。

Anhourlaterhestoodinthemanager\'soffice。\"Thenextnumberisprettywellmadeup,\"hesaid,carelessly,\"andIthinkoftakingadayortwooff。\"

\"Certainly,\"saidthemanager。\"Itwilldoyougood。Wheredoyouthinkyou\'llgo?\"

\"Ihaven\'tquitemadeupmymind。\"

CHAPTERII

\"Hullo!\"saidJackHamlin。

Hehadhaltedhismareattheedgeofanabruptchasm。Itdidnotappeartobefiftyfeetacross,yetitsdepthmusthavebeennearlytwohundredtowherethehiddenmountain-stream,ofwhichitwasthebanks,alternatelyslipped,tumbled,andfellwithmurmuringandmonotonousregularity。Oneortwopine-treesgrowingontheoppositeedge,loosenedattheroots,hadtiltedtheirstraightshaftslikespearsovertheabyss,andthetopofone,restingontheupperbranchesofasycamoreafewyardsfromhim,servedasanaerialbridgeforthepassageofaboyoffourteentowhomMr。

Hamlin\'schallengewasaddressed。

Theboystoppedmidwayinhisperiloustransit,and,lookingdownuponthehorseman,responded,coolly,\"Hullo,yourself!\"

\"Isthattheonlywayacrossthisinfernalhole,ortheoneyoupreferforexercise?\"continuedHamlin,gravely。

Theboysatdownonabough,allowinghisbarefeettodangleoverthedizzydepths,andcriticallyexaminedhisquestioner。Jackhadonthisoccasionmodifiedhisusualcorrectconventionalattirebyatastefulcombinationofavaquero\'scostume,and,inloosewhitebullion-fringedtrousers,redsash,jacket,andsombrero,lookedinfinitelymoredashingandpicturesquethanhisoriginal。

Nevertheless,theboydidnotreply。Mr。Hamlin\'sprideinhisusualascendencyoverwomen,children,horses,andallunreasoninganimalswasdeeplynettled。Hesmiled,however,andsaid,quietly,——

\"Comehere,GeorgeWashington。Iwanttotalktoyou。\"

Withoutrejectingthisaugustyetimpossibletitle,theboypresentlyliftedhisfeet,andcarelesslyresumedhispassageacrossthechasmuntil,reachingthesycamore,hebegantolethimselfdownsquirrel-wise,leapbyleap,withanoccasionaltrapezeswingingfromboughtobough,droppingatlasteasilytotheground。Hereheappearedtoberathergood-looking,albeitthesunandairhadworkedamiracleofbrowntanandfrecklesonhisexposedsurfaces,untilthemottlingofhisovalcheekslookedlikeapolishedbird\'segg。Indeed,itstruckMr。Hamlinthathewasasintenselyapartofthatsylvanseclusionasthehiddenbrookthatmurmured,thebrownvelvetshadowsthatlayliketrappingsonthewhiteflanksofhishorse,thequiveringheat,andthestingingspiceofbay。Mr。Hamlinhadvagueideasofdryadsandfauns,butatthatmomentwouldhavebetsomethingonthechancesoftheirsurvival。

\"Ididnothearwhatyousaidjustnow,general,\"heremarked,withgreateleganceofmanner,\"butIknowfromyourreputationthatitcouldnotbealie。IthereforegatherthatthereISanotherwayacross。\"

Theboysmiled;rather,hisveryshortupperlipapparentlyvanishedcompletelyoverhiswhiteteeth,andhisveryblackeyes,whichshowedagreatdealofthewhitearoundthem,dancedintheirorbits。

\"ButYOUcouldn\'tfindit,\"hesaid,slyly。

\"Nomorecouldyoufindthehalf-dollarIdroppedjustnow,unlessIhelpedyou。\"

Mr。Hamlin,bywayofillustration,leaneddeeplyoverhisleftstirrup,andpointedtotheground。Atthesamemomentabrighthalf-dollarabsolutelyappearedtoglitterintheherbageatthepointofhisfinger。Itwasatrickthathadalwaysbroughtgreatpleasureandprofittohisyoungfriends,andsomelossanddiscomfitureofwagertohisolderones。

Theboypickedupthecoin:\"There\'sadipandalevelcrossingaboutamileoveryer,\"——hepointed,——\"butit\'sthroughthewoods,andthey\'rethathighwiththickbresh。\"

\"Withwhat?\"

\"Bresh,\"repeatedtheboy;\"THAT,\"——pointingtoafewfrondsofbrackengrowingintheshadowofthesycamore。

\"Oh!underbrush?\"

\"Yes;Isaid\'bresh,\'\"returnedtheboy,doggedly。\"YOUmightgetthrough,efyouwarspry,butnotyourhoss。Wheredoyouwanttogo,anyway?\"

\"Doyouknow,George,\"saidMr。Hamlin,lazilythrowinghisrightlegoverthehornofhissaddleforgreatereaseanddeliberationinreplying,\"it\'sveryodd,butthat\'sjustwhatI\'Dliketoknow。

Now,whatwouldYOU,inyourbroadstatesmanlikeviewsofthingsgenerally,advise?\"

Quiteconvincedofthestranger\'smentalunsoundness,theboyglancedagainathishalf-dollar,asiftomakesureofitsintegrity,pocketeditdoubtfully,andturnedaway。

\"Whereareyougoing?\"saidHamlin,resuminghisseatwiththeagilityofacircus-rider,andspurringforward。

\"ToGreenSprings,whereIlive,twomilesovertheridgeonthefarslope,\"——indicatingthedirection。