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BYNOPSI3.
The atory I* told by Nicholas Trlst. Ills
chief, Senator John Calhoun, offered the
portfolio of secretary of state In Tyler’s
cabinet. Is told by Dr Ward that his time
Is short. Calhoun declares that he Is not
ready to die, and If he accepts Tyler's of
fer It means that Texas ana Oregon must
be added to the Union. He plans to learn
the Intentions of England with regard to
Mexico through Baroness Von Illtz, se
cret spy and reputed mistress of the Eng
lish ambassador Pakenham. Nicholas Is
sent to bring the baroness to Calhoun's
apartments, and while searching for the
baroness’ house a carriage dashes up and
Nicholas Is Invited to enter. The occu
pant Is the baroness, who sayß she Is be
ing pursued. The pursuers are shaken
off. Nicholas Is Invited Into the house
and delivers Calhoun's message. He notes
that the baroness has lost a slipper.
Nicholas Is given the remaining slipper
as a pledge that she will tell Calhoun
Everything. lie gives her as security an
ndlan trinket he Intended for his sweet
cart, Elizabeth Churchill. Elizabeth’s fa
ther consents to Nicholas’s proposal for
ber hand. Nicholas fs ordered to leave at
ptioe for Montreal on state business, and
•eddes to be married that night. Cal
houn becomes secretary of state. Tyler
warns Pakenham that Interference by
England In the affairs of this continent
Will not bo tolerated. The west de
mands that the joint occupancy of Ore
gon with Great Britain cease, and has
raised the cry of "Fifty-four, Forty or
Fight.’’ The baroness tells Nicholas she
will do her best to prevent his marriage.
Bhe returns the trinket and he promises
to return her slipper. Nicholas enlists
the services of Congressman I lurid ridge,
a rejected suitor of Elizabeth's, to assist
In the arrangements for the wedding and
entrusts him with the return of the slip
per to the baroness.
CHAPTER XI.
Who Glveth This Woman?
Woman Is a miracle of divine contra
dictions.—Jules Michelet.
On my return to my quarters at
Brown’s hotel I looked at the top of
my bureau. It was empty. My frleml
Dandridgo had proved faithful. The
■Upper of the baroness was gone! So
now, hurriedly. I began my toilet for
that occasion which to any gentleman
should bo tho one most exacting, the
most Important of his life's events.
Elizabeth deserved better than this
unseemly haste. Her sweetness and
dignity, her adherence to the forms of
life, her acquaintance with the ele
gancies, the dignities and conventions
of the best of our society, bespoke for
her ceremony more suited to her class
■nd mine.
1 told none about my quarters any
thing of my plans, but arranged for
my portmanteaus to be sent to the
railway station for that evening's train
north. I hurried to the Bond's jewelry
place and secured a ring—two sizes,
Indeed; for, in our haste, betrothal
and wedding ring needed their first
use at the same day and hour. I found
a waiting carriage which served my
purpose, and into it 1 flung, urging the
driver to carry me at top speed into
Elmhurst road.
As we swung down the road I
leaned forward, studying with inter
est the dust cloud of an approaching
carriage. As it came near I called to
my driver. Tho two vehicles paused
almost wheel to wheel. It was my
friend Jack Dandridgo who sprawled
ou the rear seat of the carriage! That
is to say, the fleshy portion of Jack
Dandridgo. His mind, his memory,
and all else, were gone.
I sprang into his carriage and
caught him roughly by the arm. I felt
in all his pockets, looked on the car
riage floor, on the seat, and pulled
up the dust rug. VAt last 1 found the
Uoense.
“Did you see the baroness?" I asked,
then.
At this he beamed upon me with a
wide smile.
"Did 1?” said he, with gravity pull
lng down hts long buff waistcoat. "Did
I? Mos' admi’ble woman in all the
worl'! Of course, Miss 'Liz'beth
Churchill also mos' admi'ble woman in
the worl’,’’ he added politely, "but I
didn't see her.”
The sudden sweat broke out upon
my forehead. “Tell me, what have
you done with the slipper?”
He shook his head sadly. ‘‘Mislita
ken, my friend! I gave mo’ admi’ble
slipper in the worl', just ash you said.
Just as baroness said, to Misti Eliza
beth Churchill —mos' admi'ble woman
In the worl’!”
"Did you see her?” I gasped. “Did
you see her father—any of her fami
ly?"
“God blesh me, no!" rejoined this
young statesman. “Feelings delicacy
prevented. Washn’t in fit condition to
approach family mansion. Alwaysh
mos’ delicate. Sent packazh in by
servant, from gate—turned round—
drove off—-found you.”
My only answer was to spring from
his carriage into my own and to order
my driver to go on at a run. At last
1 reached the driveway of Elmhurst,
my carriage wheels cutting the gravel
as we galloped up to the front door.
My approach was noted. Even as I
hurried up the steps the tall form of
none other than Mr. Daniel Churchill
appeared to greet me. I extended my
hand. He did not notice it. I began
to speak. He bade me pause.
"To what may I attribute this visit,
Mr. Trlst?” he asked me, with dignity.
“Since you ask me, and seem not to
know," I replied, "I may say that I am
Jfcere to marry your daughter, Miss
Elizabeth! I presume that the min
uter of the gospel is already here?”
1 “The minister is hera,” de answered.
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“There lacks one thing—the bride.”
“What do you mean?”
He put out his arm across the door.
“I regret that I must bar my door
to you. But you must take my word,
as coming from my daughter, that you
are not to come here to-night.”
I looked at him, my eyes staring
wide. I could not believe what he
said.
“Why,” I began; “how utterly mon
strous!”
A step sounded in the hall behind
him, and he turned back. We were
joined by the tall clerical figure of
Rev. Dr. Halford, who had, it seemed,
been at least one to keep his appoint
ment as made. He raised his hand
as If to silence me, and held out to me
a certain object. It was the slipper of
the Baroness Helena von Ritz —white,
delicate, dainty, beribboned.
“Miss Elizabeth does not pretend to
understand why your gift should take
this form; but as the slipper evidently
has been worn by some one, she sug
gests you may perhaps be in error in
sending it at all." He spoke in even,
icy tones.
"Let me into this house!” I de
manded. “I must see her!’*
There were two tall figures now,
who stood side by side in the wide
front door.
“But don’t you see, there has been
a mistake, a horrible mistake?” I de
manded.
Dr. Halford, In his grave and quiet
way, assisted himself to snuff. "Sir,”
he said, "knowing both families, I
agreed to this haste and unceremoni
ousness, much against my will. Had
there been no objection upon either
“There Lacks One Thing, a Bride.”
side, I would have undertaken to go
forward with the wedding ceremony.
But never In my life have I, and never
shall I, Join two In wedlock when
either is not In that state of mind and
soul consonant with that holy hour.”
All at once I felt a swift revulsion.
There came over me the reaction, an
icy calm.
"Gentlemen,” said I slowly, “what
you tell me is absolutely impossible
and absurd. But if Miss Elizabeth
really doubts me on evidence such as
this, I would be the last man in the
world to ask her hand. I have no time
to argue now. Good-by!"
They looked at me with grave faces,
but made no reply. I descended the
stops, the dainty, beribboned slipper
still In my hand, got Into my carriage
and started back to the city.
CHAPTER XII.
The Marathon.
As If two gods should play some heav
enly match, and on this wager lay two
earthly women.—Shakespeare.
An automaton, scarcely thinking, I
gained the platform of the station.
There was a sound of hissing steam, a
rolling cloud of sulphurous smoke, a
shouting of railway captains, a creak
ing of the wheels. Without volition of
my own, 1 was on my northward Jour
ney. Presently I looked around and
found seated at my side the man
whom I then recollected I was to
meet —Dr. Samuel Ward.
“What's wrong, Nicholas?” he asked.
“Trouble of any kind?"
80, briefly, 1 told him what little I
knew of the events of the last hour.
I told him of the shame and humilia
tion of It all. He pondered for a
minute and asked me at length If I
believed Miss Elizabeth suspected any
thing of my errand of the night be
fore.
“How could she?" X answered. "So
far as I can recollect, I never men
tioned the name of the Baroness von
Ritz."
Then, all at once, I did recollect!
I did remember that I had mentioned
the name of the baroness that very
morning to Elizabeth, when the bar
oness passed us in the east room!
Dr. Ward was keen enough to see
the sudden confusion on my face, but
he made no comment beyond saying
that he doubted not time would clear
it all up: that he had known many
such affairs.
“But mind you one thing," he added;
“keep those two women apart.”
"Then why do you two doddering
old Idiots, you and John Calhoun,
with life outworn and the blood dried
in your veins, send me, since you
doubt me so much, on an errand of
this kind. You see what it has
done for me. I am done with John
Calhoun. He may get some other fool
for his service.”
"Where do you propose going, then,
friend?”
"West,” I answered. "West to the
Rockies—”
Dr. Ward calmly produced a tor
toise shell snuff-box from his left
hand waistcoat pocket, and deliberate
ly took snuff. "You are going to do
nothing of the kind," said be calmly.
"You are going to keep your promise
to John Calhoun and to me. Believe
me, the business in hand is vital."
“I care nothing for that," I an
swered bitterly.
“But you are the agent of your
country. You are called to do your
country's urgent work. All life Is only
trouble vanquished. I ask you now
to be a man; I not only expect it, but
demand It of you!"
His words carried weight in spite
of myself. I began to listen. I took
from his hand the package, looked at
it, examined it Finally, as he. sat si
lently regarding me, I broke the seal.
“Now, Nicholas Trist,” resumed Dr.
Ward presently, "there is to be at
Montreal at the date named in these
papers a meeting of the directors of
the Hudson Bay Company of England.
There will be big men there —the big
gest their country can produce; lead
ers of the Hudson Bay Company,
many public men even of England. It
is rumored that a brother of Lord
Aberdeen of the British ministry will
attend. Do you begin to understand?”
Ah, did I not? Here, then, was fur
ther weaving of those complex plots
which gt that time hedged in all our
history as a republic. Now I guessed
the virtue of our knowing somewhat
of England’s secret plans, as she sure
ly did of ours. I began, to feel be
hind me the impulse of John Cal
houn's swift energy.
“It is Oregon!" 1 exclaimed at last.
Dr. Ward nodded. “Very possibly.
It has seemed to Mr. Calhoun very
likely that we may hear something of
great Importance regarding the fat
northwest. A missed cog now maj
cost this country 1,000 miles of terri
tory, 100 years of history."
In spite of myself, I began to feel
the stimulus of a thought like this
It was my salvation as a man. I be
gan to set aside myself and my owl
troubles.
"You are therefore,” he ooncluded,
“to go to Montreal, and find your own
way Into that meeting of the directors
of the Hudson Bay Company. There
is a bare chance that in this intrigue
Mexico will have an emissary on the
ground as well. There is reason to
suspect her hostility to all our plane
of extension, southwest and northwest
Naturally, It Is the card of Mexico te
bring on war, or accept It if we urge;
but only in case she has England ai
her ally. England will get her pay by
taking Texas, and what is more, by ta>
king California, which Mexico does
not value. She owes England larga
sums now. That would leave England
owner of the Pacific coast; for, ones
she gets California, she will fight us
then for all of Oregon. It Is youz
duty to learn all of these matters—
who Is there, what Is done; and to do
this without making known your own
identity.” *
I sat for a moment In thought. “It
is an honor,” said I finally; “an honor
so large that under It I feel small.”
"Now,” said Dr. Ward, placing a
gnarled hand on my shoulder, “you
to talk like a Marylander. It’s
a race, my boy, a race across this con
tinent. There are two trails —one
north and one mid-continent. On these
paths two nations contend in the
greatest Marathon of all the world
England or the United States—mo*
archy or republic—aristocracy or h*l
manity!”
CHAPTER XIII.
On Secret Service.
If the world was lost through women,
she alone can save It.—Louis de Beau
fort.
In the days of which I write, our
civilization was, as I may say. so
embryonic, that it is difilcult for us
now to realize the conditions which
then obtained.
We had several broken railway sys
tems north and south, but there were
not then more than 6,000 miles of rail
way built in America. All things con
sidered, I felt lucky when we reached
New York less than 24 hours out from
Washington.
Up the Hudson I took the crack
steamer Swallow, the same which Just
one year later was sunk while trying
to beat her own record of nine hours
and two minutes from New York to
Albany. She required 11 hours on
our trip. Under yonditions then ob
taining, it took me a day and a half
more to reach Lake Ontario. Here,
happily, I picked up a frail steam
craft, owned by an adventurous soul
who was not unwilling to risk his life
and that of others on the uncertain
and ice-filled waters of Ontario. With
him I negotiated to carry me with
others down the St. Lawrence. One
delay after another with brokeu ma
chinery, lack of fuel, running fee and
what not, required five days more of
my time ere I reached Montreal.
As I moved about from day to day,
making such acquaintance as I could,
I found in the air a feeling of excite
ment and expectation. The hotels,
bad as they were, were packed. The
public places were noisy, the private
houses crowded. Gradually the town
became half-military and half-savage.
Persons of importance arrived by
steamers up the river, on whose ex
panse lay boats which might be bound
for England—or for some of Eng
land’s colonies. The government—not
yet removed to Ottawa, later capital
of Ontario —was then housed in the
old Chateau Ramezay, built so long
before for the French governor,
Vaudreuil. *
Here, I had reason to believe, was
now established no less a personage
than Sir George Simpson, governor of
the Hudson Bay Company. Rumor had
it at the time that Lord Aberdeen of
England himself was at Montreal.
That was not true, but I established
without doubt that his brother really
was there, as well as Lieut. William
Peel of the navy, son of Sir Rebert
Peel, England's prime minister.
I was not a week in Montreal before
I learned that my master’s guess, or
his information, had been correct. The
race was on for Oregon!
All these things, I say, I saw go on
about me. Yet in truth as to the in
ner workings of this I could gain but
little actual information. I saw Eng
land’s ships, but it was not for me to
know whether they were to turn Cape
Hope or the Horn. I saw Canada’s
voyageurs, but they might be only on
their annual journey, and might go no
farther than their accustomed posts
in the west. In French town and Eng
lish town, among common soldiers,
voyageurs. Innkeepers and merchants,
I wandered for more than one day and
felt myself still helpless.
That is to say, such was the case
until there came to my aid that gr«ak
est of all allies, Chance.
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