United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
CHAPTER VIII. THE COLONEL IS WARNED
It is difficult to refrain from mention of the leave-taking of Miss
Virginia Carvel from the Monticello “Female Seminary,” so called in the
'Democrat'. Most young ladies did not graduate in those days. There
were exercises. Stephen chanced to read in the 'Republican' about these
ceremonies, which mentioned that Miss Virginia Carvel, “Daughter of
Colonel Comyn Carvel, was without doubt the beauty of the day. She
wore--” but why destroy the picture? I have the costumes under my hand.
The words are meaningless to all males, and young women might laugh at
a critical time. Miss Emily Russell performed upon “that most superb of
all musical instruments the human voice.” Was it 'Auld Robin Gray' that
she sang? I am sure it was Miss Maude Catherwood who recited 'To My
Mother', with such effect. Miss Carvel, so Stephen learned with alarm,
was to read a poem by Mrs. Browning, but was “unavoidably prevented.”
The truth was, as he heard afterward from Miss Puss Russell, that
Miss Jinny had refused point blank. So the Lady Principal, to save her
reputation for discipline, had been forced to deceive the press.
There was another who read the account of the exercises with intense
interest, a gentleman of whom we have lately forborne to speak. This is
Mr. Eliphalet Hopper. Eliphalet has prospered. It is to be doubted if
that somewhat easy-going gentleman, Colonel Carvel, realized the
full importance of Eliphalet to Carvel & Company. Mr. Hood had been
superseded. Ephum still opened the store in the mornings, but Mr.
Hopper was within the ground-glass office before the place was warm, and
through warerooms and shipping rooms, rubbing his hands, to see if any
were late. Many of the old force were missed, and a new and greater
force were come in. These feared Eliphalet as they did the devil, and
worked the harder to please him, because Eliphalet had hired that kind.
To them the Colonel was lifted high above the sordid affairs of the
world. He was at the store every day in the winter, and Mr. Hopper
always followed him obsequiously into the ground-glass office, called in
the book-keeper, and showed him the books and the increased earnings.
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