I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of SuccessRoe, A. S. (Azel Stevens)
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I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of Success
Roe, A. S. (Azel Stevens)
Conduct of life -- Fiction; Diligence -- Fiction; Success -- Fiction
Soon the cleared space before the tavern was gained, and every eye
turned instinctively towards Cross, as though asking an explanation from
his countenance. The ruddy, or rather purple hue which it usually bore,
immediately assumed a higher color; his hands were withdrawn from their
resting-places, his head uncovered, and bustling through the crowd which
surrounded his door, he was bowing, and smiling, and doing his best to
play the agreeable, the moment the superb vehicle drew up before his
sign-post.
The travellers were indeed persons of no small consideration, if an
opinion could be formed from their equipage. The carriage was large and
airy, hanging low and gracefully upon long sweeping springs; of a dark
olive color, which contrasted finely with the light drab linings of the
inside. The horses were two noble blacks, caparisoned in brass mounted
harness, and driven by a negro somewhat advanced in life, and perched
upon a heavy luxurious cushion. He was neatly dressed, in the fashion of
days that were passing away, and was very much absorbed in the
management of his team; which, although covered with lather and dust,
were evidently full of mettle, and not at all fagged by their travel.
Within sat a gentleman and lady, youthful in appearance, with two
children; the eldest not over six years of age.
Mr. Cross did not wait for the footman to alight, but advancing to the
door.
'Mr. Rutherford, your servant, sir,' opened it, and threw down the
steps, before the gentleman had time to inform him that he was not
intending to leave the carriage.
'Your lady will surely want to rest a little; our accommodations,
indeed, are not much to boast of, but poor as they are, we shall be
proud to have you use them.'
The lady bowed to Mr. Cross, acknowledging that she felt obliged for his
offer.
'You must excuse us at present, Mr. Cross; we have some miles farther to
ride, and if you will show the footman where to procure a little water
for our horses, I will be much obliged to you.'
'Certainly, certainly; here, men, water, water; don't you hear? some
water for these horses.' There was a great rush among those standing
near to accomplish the request; but whether to obey Mr. Cross, or to
oblige the traveller, may be questioned; for they had heard his name,
and therefore knew that a man of more importance than Mr. Cross was
present.
But as there were reasons why the last-named gentleman should, if
possible, have an interview with his visitor, he felt that an effort
must be made to obtain one.
'If Mr. Rutherford could favor me by stepping aside, but for a moment,
it will not detain--'
'It would be scarcely worth while, Mr. Cross. I presume I know what you
wish to converse about; and I am not just now prepared to give you an
answer.'
'Ay--well, sir--I won't presume to dictate, sir; only you know we
usually make our contracts about this time, so that we may make some
calculations for hands, etc.'
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