The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of PennsylavaniaBird, Robert Montgomery
History
The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of Pennsylavania
Bird, Robert Montgomery
Pennsylvania -- History -- Fiction
The summer had just set in, when the painter returned to the
Traveller's Rest, with the prospect, so rapid was his convalescence,
of being able to leave the valley within the space of a fortnight.
But week came after week, June exchanged her green cloak for the
golden mantle of July, the laurels bloomed on the hills, and the
fire-flies twinkled in the evening grass, and still he lingered among
the pleasant solitudes of Hawk-Hollow, as if unable to tear himself
away. This faintness of purpose, for weekly, at least, he vowed he
would depart, he excused to himself, by pleading the strong necessity
he was under of delighting Captain Loring's heart with a picture,
which he could not begin until his arm was released, not only from
the wooden bonds of splints, but from the weakness resulting from the
fracture. Until that happy period arrived, he was a frequent and
indeed a welcome visiter at the mansion, his society being not less
agreeable to Catherine than it was absolutely indispensable to her
father. Young as she was, and with a spirit so gay and frank, there
was much good sense in all Miss Loring's actions; and this had been
doubtless sharpened by the necessity, imposed upon her so early, of
playing the matron in her father's household, and guarding against
the consequences of his many eccentricities. It was this good sense
which taught her the propriety of getting rid of the stranger guest,
as soon as humanity would sanction his expulsion; and this she had,
in part, indirectly confessed to the party herself, with her usual
good-humoured openness. This being accomplished, and Herman now
assuming his proper station at a distance, and visiting the house as
an avowed favourite of her father, she felt herself delivered from
restraint, and received him without reserve. His manners and
conversation were at all times those of a gentleman; and this is
always enough, in America, to entitle a stranger, of whom no evil is
known or suspected, to hospitality and respectful consideration,
especially at a distance from the larger cities. That curiosity,
which travellers have chosen to saddle upon Americans as a national
characteristic, along with the two or three forms of speech that have
belonged to the mother-land since the days of Chaucer, is in no
country less really intrusive than in America. If it be irksome, and,
at times, ludicrously impertinent, it is easily satisfied. It
springs, indeed, not from a suspicious, so much as an inquisitive,
disposition; and is the result of a certain openness of character,
such as arises under every democratic government, and is well known
to have prevailed to an extraordinary extent among the old Greek
republics, notwithstanding the proverbial craftiness of individual
character. With this curiosity is associated an equal quantity of
credulity; and Americans are very content to receive the stranger,
whose deportment is at all prepossessing, entirely upon his own
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