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Chapter 6 SILAS WHIPPLE

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ric. Miss Crane's boarding-house is not an interesting place, and the tempest in that teapot is better imagined than described. Ou

gripping the rail, he ascended. The ascent required courage now, certainly. He halted again before the door at the top. But even as he stood there c

"but you are late. The Ju

Stephen, with ill

rman patted him

he open transom of the private off

Ric

ir

is

Brice

thunder doesn

e dragon, who was staring him through and through. The first objects that caught Stephen's attention were the grizzly gray eye brows, which s

of gray beard around his chin, and the size o

Mr. Whipple's glance. But it was no code or course of

d the Judge, at last. His tone was not

r," said

to detest people who patted boys on the back and said with a smirk, 'I know your father.' I never had a father whom people could say that about. But, sir," cried the Judge, bringing down his fi

t the bed in the corner, in which the Judge slept, and which during the day did not escape t

inued. "From time immemorial it has been the pleasant habit of old communities to be

ately the Judge did not

ther let me know th

to put you to a

father's? Didn't I ask you to

as a chance,

nce of

And there is still a chance o

Judge might smile, too. He rubbed

ou were looking for a b

en qu

ir, I w

picked up the 'Counterf

devil," said he. "That's one thing we don't equal t

o become a

s yellow fist upon the 'Bank Note Detector'. "I'll make yo

o do anything

hed among his papers, and produced

s brief. Mr. Richter will help you to-day. And tell your moth

ore the first sheet of legal cap was spoiled utterly. But Stephen had a deep sense of failure. He had gone through the ground glass door with the firm intention of making a clean breast of the ownership of Hester. Now, as he sat still, the trouble grew u

rk to behold-none other t

e it remained, and the Colonel remained in the middle of the floor, his soft hat on the back of his head, one hand plante

ee!" h

re freely. Stephen perspired. And as ther

control, and strode into the private office the door slammed behi

n a ripple of guffaws. Then the scratch-scratch

devil's the matt

gh the transom, and the Colone

uppressed explosions, "I am happy to see that you ha

sir?" the Judge

l, seeming to recover his gravity. "You

urgle came from the

and I quarrelled en

auction this morning when you were at

you a hundred times against the stuff yo

rbed. "You missed it, sir. You missed seeing this young man you've

But whether to fly in at the one entran

d Mr. Whipple,

"MR.

as the Judge leaning forward from his hips, straight as a ramrod. Fire was darting from beneath his bushy eyebrows. "Mr. Brice," said he, "there is one question I always ask of those w

immediate,-li

lieve in it,

r like a long jack-in-the box,

r did you not, buy a w

id,

hen caught a glimpse of the Colonel's han

, and he sat down heavily. "You

t does not need an Abolitionist to

e-owner, sir?"

s,

and hat and leave my

ned to go. He was, if the truth were told, more amused t

"I reckon you haven't got all

in a sort of stupefaction.

. "I'll give you hearing. No ma

d gratefully

xpect one, s

eserve one, sir,

," replied St

suppressed

o with this per

Crane's boarding-h

lode. The guffaw which came from

el, and this time something very like mirth shivered his lean frame.

, as soon as I can find s

an customary violence, and looked very hard at Mr. Carv

at length, "take off your c

the Judge curiously, wondering what manner of man he was. He

ou, sir,

en Mr. Whipple called him back abruptly.

her's ideas about s

ht a moment, as if

he never could bear to have the liberator mentioned in his presence. He was not at all in sym

o popular opinion in the West and S

en sm

asses are not at all

bout the conservative classes. Why not come out with it, sir, and say the moneyed classes, who wo

to him then how he was to get along wit

alone, and I think that if you knew Boston you would not say that the conservative class there is wholly composed of wealthy peop

approval which Colonel Carvel gave hi

said, "what were

e deprived by violence of one kind of property which they hold under the law, all other kinds of property will be endangered. The result will be anarchy. Furthermore, he re

g which the uncompromising expre

u, sir?" h

at I saw yesterday. I-I must

rth act this way when they see a slave sale, what will the Abolitionist

his feet, and bowed to

is that the black race is held in subjection by a divine decree, I can admire what you have done, Mr. Brice. It was a no

mewhat dubious compliment (which he

pple said

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Contents

Chapter 1 WHICH DEALS WITH ORIGINS Chapter 2 THE MOLE Chapter 3 THE UNATTAINABLE SIMPLICITY Chapter 4 BLACK CATTLE Chapter 5 THE FIRST SPARK PASSES Chapter 6 SILAS WHIPPLE Chapter 7 CALLERS Chapter 8 BELLEGARDE Chapter 9 A QUIET SUNDAY IN LOCUST STREET Chapter 10 THE LITTLE HOUSE Chapter 11 THE INVITATION
Chapter 12 "MISS JINNY"
Chapter 13 RAW MATERIAL
Chapter 14 ABRAHAM LINCOLN
Chapter 15 IN WHICH STEPHEN LEARNS SOMETHING
Chapter 16 THE QUESTION
Chapter 17 THE CRISIS
Chapter 18 GLENCOE
Chapter 19 AN EXCURSION
Chapter 20 THE COLONEL IS WARNED
Chapter 21 SIGNS OF THE TIMES
Chapter 22 RICHTER'S SCAR
Chapter 23 HOW A PRINCE CAME
Chapter 24 INTO WHICH A POTENTATE COMES
Chapter 25 AT MR. BRINSMADE'S GATE
Chapter 26 THE BREACH BECOMES TOO WIDE ABRAHAM LINCOLN!
Chapter 27 MUTTERINGS
Chapter 28 THE GUNS OF SUMTER
Chapter 29 CAMP JACKSON
Chapter 30 THE STONE THAT IS REJECTED
Chapter 31 THE TENTH OF MAY
Chapter 32 IN THE ARSENAL
Chapter 33 THE STAMPEDE
Chapter 34 THE STRAINING OF ANOTHER FRIENDSHIP
Chapter 35 INTRODUCING A CAPITALIST
Chapter 36 NEWS FROM CLARENCE
Chapter 37 THE SCOURGE OF WAR
Chapter 38 THE LIST OF SIXTY
Chapter 39 THE AUCTION
Chapter 40 ELIPHALET PLAYS HIS TRUMPS
Chapter 41 WITH THE ARMIES OF THE WEST
Chapter 42 A STRANGE MEETING
Chapter 43 BELLEGARDE ONCE MORE
Chapter 44 IN JUDGE WHIPPLE'S OFFICE
Chapter 45 LEAD, KINDLY LIGHT
Chapter 46 THE LAST CARD
Chapter 47 FROM THE LETTERS OF MAJOR STEPHEN BRICE
Chapter 48 THE SAME, CONTINUED
Chapter 49 MAN OF SORROW
Chapter 50 ANNAPOLIS
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