They felt somewhat easier when one of their number, detailed to watch
the movements of their unwelcome visitor, returned and reported that he
had gone back up the river. Still, they thought it well to again alter
the appearance of the raft by removing the tent, and so lengthening the
"shanty" as to materially change its aspect. They also allowed the
raft to drift night and day for nearly five hundred miles without a
pause. Then, again feeling safe from pursuit, they tied up just below
the City of Alton, Illinois, and prepared to resume their dishonest
business.
Their plan of operations was to purchase goods wherever they stopped,
but always in such small quantities that for the bills they tendered in
payment they received a certain amount of good money in change. A
little farther along they would offer the goods thus accumulated for
sale so cheaply that they readily disposed of them. In this way they
not only did a thriving business, but kept up the appearance of being
what they claimed to be--"river-traders" and raftsmen.
In this wicked scheme of cheating and stealing, Plater and Grimshaw
felt no scruples nor regrets; but with Mr. Gilder, especially after his
meeting with Sabella, the case was different. He was a man of
gentlemanly instincts, and was a skilful engraver, who had worked in
the Government Printing-office at Washington for several years. There
he was extravagant, got into debt, yielded to the temptation to make a
fortune easily, and became a counterfeiter. The present undertaking
was his first experience in that line of wickedness, and he was already
heartily sick of it. While on the island, where his part of the work
was engraving and printing, he had not realized the contemptible nature
of his unlawful business. He had merely been filled with pride in his
own skill, which feeling his associates took good care to encourage by
artful praise.
When he met Sabella, it flashed across him for the first time that his
own little girl, far away in an eastern city, was the daughter of a
criminal, and from that moment he was a changed man. Through the long
days and longer nights, as the raft drifted down the great river, these
thoughts were ever with him: "What will she say when she finds it out?
How will she act? Will she ever kiss me, or even speak to me again? I
have made her very name a disgrace. What shall I do to wipe it out?
What shall I do?"
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