On the Church Steps
ts drove instantly to the Sloman cottage, I allowed the tardier coach-horses to set me down at the hotel. I had not telegraphed from New York. I would give her no
or I felt that a great crisis in my life was at hand, and at such times a wonderful calmness, almost to lethargy, possesses me. I went slowly up the hill. The church-clock was striking nine-c
and fro. No sign of life about the cottage-doors and windows tight shut and barred. Only the little gate swung open, but that might have been the wind. I stepped up on
ow, lingering about the roots of the old elm, the one elm tree that overhung the cottage. Last winter's snow lyin
e rustic bench by the door. If it had been Bessie's self, I could not have stirred, I was so chilled
un-bonnet in a quick, sharp voice that
n and Miss Stewart? A
: ben thar' all winter for her health. S
ewart?-is sh
me here to take charge. They left the kitchen-end open for me; and my sister-in-law-that's Hiram Splinter's wife-she made all the 'rangements. But I did hear,
, all in a mist of imp
the S
my breath angrily. "Where is th
has charge of the Gold property on the hill. Won't you come in and warm yourself by the fire in the kitche
e estate of Hiram. Some wretched mistake: the woman does not know what she's talking about.
ected her in a moment as a familiar face-some laundress or auxiliary of the Sloman family in some way; and she seemed to
t-where is s
king greatly disturbed. "Miss Stewart's gone to live with the Sha
Did Mrs. Sloman know? Why
goin' with her to the West, and I was to hire my sister-in-law to take charge of things here, so that Miss Bessie could have her mind free-like to come and go. But afore ever Mary Jane-that's my sister-in-law-could come over from Lee, where she was livin' out, Miss Bessie comes up and opens the house. She stayed there about a week, and she
your husband? Can I have
ic Mrs. Splinter. "He'll show yo
nd I knew well what castles the Shaker houses are for the world's people outside. Hiram was full of talk going over. He seemed to have been bottling it up, and I was the first auditor for his wrath. "I kno
he went on muttering in an undertone, "Yo'll see, yo'll see! You're druv' pretty hard, young man, I
il at last the fair houses and barns of the Shaker village came in sight. A sleeping village, one would have th
usly along. Stopping at a house near the bridge: "Now this is th
was flushed, as though she had just come from cooking dinner. I stepped across the threshold: "
for she was sweet and motherly in spite
he hall. "Take seat, please;" and with a cheerful ala
asant: no bolts or bars here. I
it, and some straight-backed chairs of yellow wood stood round the room. An open door into a large, roomy closet showed various garments of men's apparel hanging upon the wall. The plain thermometer in the window casement seemed the one article of luxury or ornament in the apartment. I
which I answered, led to a rambling conversation, in which he expressed the greatest curiosity as to worldly matters, and asked several purely local questions about the city of New York. Perhaps his ignorance was feigned. I do not know, but I found myself relating, à la Stanley-
, in what did he differ from the Catholic priest save in the utter selfishness of his creed? Beside the sordid accumulation of gain to which his life was devoted the priest's mission among crowded alleys and fever-stricken lanes seemed luminous and grand. A moral suicide, with no redeeming feature. The barns bursting with fatness, the comfortable houses, gain added to gain-to what end? I was beginni
ere-I know it. Do not detain her. I
ter Eliza?" she ask
re from Lenox two months ago-Bessie Stewart, Mrs. Sloman's niece." (I knew that Mrs
r outspread handkerchief before she spoke again. I noticed at this mom
n measured accents. "She is not h
the house? Will they hide from her that I am here? B
uired dismally. "How?
agons: Sister Leah and Br
ll they
nnot
staken if she thought I was going away. I stepped to the window, and throwing it open called to Hiram, who was still sitting in his wagon, chewing compose
'em you'll set there till you see h
. "Well," said I, "as I must see her, and as yo
spicion in it. She crimsoned to her temples, and said hastily, "It is impossible for us to entertain strangers to-day. A b
house if it did hold my darling. I looked at her steadily:
answered composedly. "S
ecalling the world's etiquette, which I had half forgotten, "to intrude upon you at this or any other time, but I cannot leave here in dou
he man spoke, for the first time since she had ent
he wit
she has elect
hat h
nnot
oad shall
ds: we generally u
to meet her. By the
ea
do not m
ady-abbess, answering calmly, "it will
I walked out of the door the man was at my heels. He fo
s he leaned across the back of a ho
is breath. "That's a deep
tout-hearted Splinter at my retreat, a
ably how he would have "gone in" had he been summoned. By this time we were driving on briskly toward the river-road. "You wa'n't smart, I reckon, to leave that there house. It was you
on the shafts. "You don't mea
agon, even if she seed it from her winders? To be sure, I made myself conspicuous enough, a-whistlin' 'Tramp, tramp,' and makin' the horses switch round a good
" I asked, with my gr
l sight of children comin' along while you was in there talkin', a-goin' to their school, and I tried to ask some o' them about her. But the old sheep who was dr
eisurely proceeded to evict a fly from the near horse's ear. "I think we'll
rch or a siege," he said as he dragged out a tin kettle from the same receptacle when we drew up
atience was urging me on faster
pie and cheese-mebbe we wouldn't be back afore
to follow at his leisure. My heart beat fast as I espied a wagon in the distance with one-yes, two-Shaker bonnets in it. Bessie in masquerade! Perhap
r Bessie in disguise; and the lank, long-haired brother who was driving them looked ignorant as a child o
voices: "Ben to Watervliet? Nay, they'd ben dr
ho was staying in the Shaker vil
an come there some time ago: they c
ing them, but Hiram, as it happened, did not come up to them at all. They must have turned off into some farm-house lane before they passed him. The afterno
nd then turn round and come back again. I'll turn here, and drive to the little tavern
ch the lights were shining. Hiram improved the opportunity to eat a hearty supper, urging me to partake. But as I declined, in my impatience, to take my eyes off the road, he brought me out a bowl of some hot fluid and so
ye upon the road, "you go in and take a turn lyin' down:
unction, he went in, and I seated myself, wrapped in a b
id the kind-hearted landlady, bustling ou
atient of walls and tongues, and
way! What grief and disquiet must have driven her into this refuge! Poor little soul, sc
darker and darker; the stars came out and shone with that magnetic brilliancy t
pon my face. "'Most one o'clock," he said, rubbing his ey
ering to my feet, which
or ten. I kept my own counsel as I turned over the watch to Hiram, but a suspicion shot throu
Shaker wagon rattling through the night. We breakfasted in the little room that overlooked the road. Outside, at th
n idee. You and me might shilly-shally here on this road all day, and what surety
that the other is a wild moun
they have come over that mountain-road in the night, while you and me was a-watchin' this like ferrits. In that case she's safe an
haps
it's too late, for that now. Let's you and me lay low till Sunday. She'll be sure to go to meetin' on Sunday ef she's there, and you can quietly slip in and see if she is. And to shut their eyes up, so that they won't suspect nothin', we
es
best not be seen around to the hotel, lest any of their spies be about. They do a powerful sight o' drivin' round the country this time o
llage, and drew up at the house again. This time the door was opened by a bent, sharp little Cr
home: she would go and inquire
to present myself, a humiliated failure, before the two elders again-"no:
was not for Bessie, but for the others. She would interpret it that
took my seat beside him.