Crusoe in New York, and other talesHale, Edward Everett
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Crusoe in New York, and other tales
Hale, Edward Everett
New York (N.Y.) -- Fiction; Short stories, American; United States -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
The very first day that Frida was with us, I felt sure that the savages
would make another descent upon us. They had heard her scream, that was
certain. They knew she had not passed them, that was certain. They knew
there was a coal-bin on the other side of our fence, that was certain.
They would have reason enough for being afraid to have her at large,
if, indeed, there were no worse passion than fear driving some of them
in pursuit of her. I could not keep out of my mind the beastly look of
the Irishman, who asked me, with such an ugly leer on his face, if
there were no passage through. Not that I told either of the two women
of my fears. But, all the same, I did not undress myself for a week,
and sat in the great easy-chair in our kitchen through the whole of
every night, waiting for the least sound of alarm.
Next to the savages, I had always lived in fear of being discovered in
my retreat by the police, who would certainly think it strange to find
a man and his mother living in a shed, without any practicable outside
door, in what they called a vacant lot.
But I have read of weak nations in history which were fain to call upon
one neighbor whom they did not like, to protect them against another
whom they liked less. I made up my mind, in like wise, to go round to
the police-station nearest me.
And so, having dressed myself in my black coat, and put on a round hat
and gloves, I bought me a Malacca walking-stick, such as was then in
fashion, and called upon the captain in style. I told him I lived next
the church, and that, on such and such a night, there was a regular row
among roughs, and that several of them went storming up the alley in a
crowd. I said, "Although your men were there as quick as they could
come, these fellows had all gone before they came." But then I
explained that I had seen a fellow hanging about the alley in the
daytime, who seemed to be there for no good; that there was a hand-cart
kept there by a workman, who seemed to be an honest fellow, and,
perhaps, all they wanted was to steal that; that, if I could, I would
warn him. But, meanwhile, I said, I had come round to the station to
give the warning of my suspicions, that, if my rattle was heard again,
the patrolmen might know what was in the wind.
The captain was a good deal impressed by my make-up and by the ease of
my manner. He affected to be perfectly well acquainted with me,
although we had never happened to meet at the Century Club or at the
Union League. I confirmed the favorable impression I had made by
leaving my card which I had had handsomely engraved: "MR. ROBINSON
CRUSOE." With my pencil I added my down-town address, where, I said, a
note or telegram would find me.
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