Deep Waters; Or, A Strange StoryCrozier, R. H. (Robert Hoskins)
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Deep Waters; Or, A Strange Story
Crozier, R. H. (Robert Hoskins)
American fiction -- 19th century; Predestination -- Fiction; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
At an early hour the crowd of visitors and the citizens of Oxford
began to fill up the chapel, and by the time the speaking was to
begin, the large and commodious structure was packed with a dense mass
of eager, intelligent humanity; for it was generally the _elite_ of
the country that gathered here on these interesting occasions. The
class of this year was unusually large, and was distinguished for
intellectual attainments. Sitting in the long row of chairs in front of
the _rostrum_, they constituted as fine a body of young men as could
be collected from the South. What a variety of destinies lay before
them! How many would ever rise to eminence in any department of human
activity! How many would go down to premature graves without any
opportunity of justifying the fond anticipations of their friends! How
many would disappoint the expectations of their affectionate parents,
many of whom proudly gazed upon them as they performed their parts in
the programme! There was much speculation that day as to what these
young men would achieve upon the arena of active life. It would be, no
doubt, very interesting if we could trace the subsequent history of
each and all, but our present undertaking will compel us to confine
our attention to only one of the class, whose career was sufficiently
remarkable to be rescued from the darkness of that obscurity in which
the large majority of his mates have disappeared.
At length the speaking began. The first speaker was listened to
with attention which novelty secures. The next found a difficulty
in making himself heard in the remoter parts of the building, the
consequence of which was considerable whispering in the seats that
were beyond the compass of his voice. The next four or five speakers
labored under the disadvantage of trying to overcome that buzz and
hum of conversation, _sotto voce_, which is generally a disturbing
element when the orator cannot reach the whole of his audience.
But a wonderful change was soon to come over this congregation, now
becoming rapidly demoralized by forgetting or ignoring the demands of
etiquette. For when the next speaker was called, a young man responded
whose pale cast of countenance indicated the world’s ideal student.
His splendid _physique_ at once arrested the attention of the entire
assembly, and there was a strange, sudden lull, for which no one could
account. Those in the rear of the chapel straightened themselves, and
leaned forward, as if fearful that they would lose the first words of
the orator. The ladies ceased fanning, and fastened their eyes upon
the elegant form now standing in graceful attitude on the crowded
rostrum. It was evident that something unusual was expected. Would the
assembly be disappointed and disgusted? Would the external marks of
genius prove fallacious? The young man bowed gracefully, straightened
himself, paused for an instant, and gazed modestly, but in perfect
self-possession, at the sea of upturned, eager faces. Slowly came
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