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Alice Heaton (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.8
th my excitement. Perplexed at this astounding confirmation of what, after all, had been only a surmise of playful malice, I stammeringly demanded,-- Well, what is your name, then? It cannot be Dick, for that belongs to a boy. I am Alice Heaton. There, now, you have my whole secret! she said with asperity. Alice Heaton! I echoed, quite confounded at the feminine name; and I reproachfully asked, If you are a girl, say, what do you mean by coming into my bed, and passing yourselAlice Heaton! I echoed, quite confounded at the feminine name; and I reproachfully asked, If you are a girl, say, what do you mean by coming into my bed, and passing yourself off as a boy? She had kept up bravely so far, but she now answered me with tears and sobs, and every doubt of her sex vanished, while I was in such a medley of emotions that I stood like one utterly bereft of sense, not knowing what to do. Presently, she said, Come, let us dress, and I will tell you all about it. I lost no time in doing what she advised; and, after taking a turn or two in the yard, returned to find her ready for me. Now that her sex was revealed, I wondered that I had
Ben Bar (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.8
t to Pope, only, if I chanced to remember at daybreak what I had been busy upon throughout the night, the metre and rhyme were shameful! My self-indulgence in midnight readings was hurtful to my eyes, but they certainly interposed between me and other harms. The passion of study was so absorbing that it effectually prevented the intrusion of other passions, while it did not conflict with day-work at the store. Hall and Kemp's young gentlemen sometimes awoke in me a languid interest in Ben de Bar's Theatrical troupe, or in some great actor; but, on reaching home, my little library attracted my attention, and a dip into a page soon effaced all desire for other pleasure. What I am I owe to example, nature, school-education, reading, travel, observation, and reflection. An infinitesimal amount of the mannerisms observed clung to me, no doubt. The housewifely orderliness of Aunt Mary, the serious propriety of Cousin Moses,--then, when I went to sea, the stern voice of the captain, t
Cornelia Speake (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.8
were corrupting. One of these cells had just been opened, and was destined for the body of my late employer; but, unfortunately for my feelings, not far off lay, huddled in a corner, the relics of mortality which had occupied it previously, and which had been ruthlessly displaced. Within a short time, the store, with all its contents, was disposed of by auction, to Messrs. Ellison and McMillan. Messrs. Kitchen and Richardson departed elsewhere, but I was retained by the new firm. Mrs. Cornelia Speake and her two children removed to Louisville, and I never saw either of them again. About this time there came to Mrs. Williams's boarding-house a blue-eyed and fair-haired lad, of about my own age, seeking lodgings. As the house was full, the landlady insisted on accommodating him in my room, and bedding him with me; and, on finding that the boy was English, and just arrived from Liverpool, I assented to her arrangement. My intended bed-fellow called himself Dick Heaton, and des
Dan (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.8
his time! Well, I must see what can be done for you. Dan, he cried to a darkie indoors, when is Mr. Speake likt, you had better come along with me. Take the paper, Dan. We turned down the next street, and as we went al. My first day's employment consisted in assisting Dan and Samuel, the two negroes, in taking groceries on tind that I knew no lodging-house. In consulting with Dan, he said he knew a Mrs. Williams, who kept a nice, chthe office, awaiting orders. Previous to my arrival, Dan and Samuel had always found something to do at a distoffice, the indignation of everyone was very high. Dan and Samuel had been all this time in the upper lofts,emarkable change, and assumed a strange grey colour. Dan pretended to forget where he had placed his bucket; bsweet Malmsey wine! A constable was called in, and Dan and Samuel were marched off to the watch-house, to rely practised State-officials know how to administer. Dan, a few days later, was reinstated at the store; but S
Thomas Browne (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.8
ulders rose considerably, my back straightened, my strides became longer, as my mind comprehended this new feeling of independence. To the extent of so much I could not be indebted to any man living; but for the respectability of the covering and comfort of the body, and the extension of my rights to more ground than I could occupy standing, I must work. Inspired of these thoughts, I was becoming as un-English in disposition as though I had been forty years in the land, and, as old Sir Thomas Browne puts it, of a constitution so general that it consorted and sympathised with things American. My British antipathies and proclivities were dropping from me as rapidly as the littlenesses of my servile life were replaced by the felicities of freedom. I shared in the citizens' pride in their splendid port, the length and stability of their levee, their unparalleled lines of shipping, their magnificent array of steamers, and their majestic river. I believed, with them, that their Custo
Henry Morton Stanley (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.8
er wholesale merchants. He travelled much up and down the river, taking large consignments with him for back settlements up the Arkansas, Washita, and Saline, and other rivers, and returning often with cotton and other articles. His name was Mr. Stanley. His wife lived in St. Charles Street, in a first-class boarding-house, and, from the style Mr. and Mrs. Stanley kept up, he thought they must be pretty well off. This was the extent of the information Mr. Richardson could give me, which was Mrs. Stanley kept up, he thought they must be pretty well off. This was the extent of the information Mr. Richardson could give me, which was most gratifying, and assured me that I had at least one friend in the strange city. There have been several memorable occasions in my life; but, among them, this first initial stage towards dignity and independence must ever be prominent. What a proud, glad holiday-spirit moved me then! I soon became sensible of a kindling elation of feeling, for the speech of all to me was as though everyone recognised that I had entered into the great human fraternity. The abruptness of the transition, f
Ellison (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.8
been ruthlessly displaced. Within a short time, the store, with all its contents, was disposed of by auction, to Messrs. Ellison and McMillan. Messrs. Kitchen and Richardson departed elsewhere, but I was retained by the new firm. Mrs. Cornelia hes of rest served to maintain her strength. As I went off to my labour, I promised to solicit a few days' leave from Mr. Ellison, and to return to her within the hour. Mr. Ellison, however, to whom I preferred my request for a few days' libertyMr. Ellison, however, to whom I preferred my request for a few days' liberty, affected to regard me as though I had uttered something very outrageous, and curtly told me I might go to the D-----, if I liked, and stay with him for good. Such an offensive reply, a few months earlier, would have made me shrink into myself; bu Kennicy and Mr. Richardson, and said:-- Very well, sir. You may discharge me at once! Of course, to a person of Mr. Ellison's sanguinary hair and complexion, the answer was sufficient to ensure my furious dismissal on the instant. Margaret
Saxon (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.8
within reach of the diligent, and it was this that I was now bent upon. Hastening across the levee, I entered the great commercial street of the city, at a point not far from St. Thomas Street, and, after a little inward debate, continued down Tchapitoulas Street, along the sidewalk, with all my senses wide-awake. I read every sign reflectively. The store-owners' names were mostly foreign, and suggestive of Teutonic and Hibernian origin; but the larger buildings were of undeniable Anglo-Saxon. At the outset, lager-beer saloons were frequent; then followed more shanties, with rusty tin roofs; but, beyond these, the stores were more massive and uniform, and over the doors were the inscriptions, Produce and Commission merchants, etc. As I proceeded, looking keenly about for the favourable chance, the doors were flung open one by one, and I obtained a view of the interior. Negroes commenced to sweep the long alleys between the goods piles, and to propel the dust and rubbish of t
Goldsmith (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.8
and, later, we took a short railway trip to Lake Ponchartrain, which is a fair piece of water, and is a great resort for bathers. When we returned to the city, late in the evening, I was fairly instructed in the topography of the city and neighbourhood, and had passed a most agreeable and eventful day. On the next evening, I found a parcel addressed to me, which, when opened, disclosed a dozen new books in splendid green and blue covers, bearing the names of Shakespeare, Byron, Irving, Goldsmith, Ben Jonson, Cowper, etc. They were a gift from Mr. Stanley, and in each book was his autograph. The summer of 1859, according to Mr. Richardson, was extremely unhealthy. Yellow fever and dysentery were raging. What a sickly season meant I could not guess; for, in those days, I never read a newspaper, and the city traffic, to all appearance, was much as usual. On Mr. Speake's face, however, I noticed lines of suffering; and one day he was so ill that he could not attend to business.
Dido (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.8
r. Stanleys of the world are not numerous. After two weeks diligent search, there was not a vacancy to be found. Then I lowered my expectations, and sought for work of any kind. I descended to odd jobs, such as the sawing of wood, and building wood-piles for private families. The quality of the work mattered little. One day there came a mate to our boarding-house, who told me that his captain was ill, and required an attendant. I offered myself, and was accepted. The vessel was the Dido, a full-sized brig. The captain suffered from a bilious fever, aggravated by dysentery, from drinking Mississippi water, it was thought. He was haggard, and yellow as saffron. I received my instructions from the doctor, and committed them to paper to prevent mistakes. My duties were light and agreeable. During the remission of fever, the captain proved to be a kindly and pious soul; and his long grey beard gave him a patriarchal appearance, and harmonized with his patient temper. For
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