The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of PennsylavaniaBird, Robert Montgomery
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The Hawks of Hawk-Hollow: A Tradition of Pennsylavania
Bird, Robert Montgomery
Pennsylvania -- History -- Fiction
At any other moment, the young lieutenant would have been amused at
the enthusiasm and tactics of the veteran of the Indian wars; but
this was not a moment for jest. He rode forward, hailing the Captain
by name; and the old soldier soon forgot his rage and his followers
together, to weep in the arms of his recovered child.
CHAPTER XI.
_2d Clown_. But is this law?
_1st Clown_. Ay, marry is 't; crowner's-quest law.
HAMLET.
We draw a curtain over the scene of distress displayed in Gilbert's
Folly, when the body of Henry Falconer, late the gayest of its
inmates, was laid at the feet of his father and sister; and pass to
that which followed, when a justice of the peace, acting in the place
of a coroner, assembled a jury of inquest around the bloody couch, to
determine from the melancholy story of the dead, the fatal
responsibility of the living. The official was a personage who
exercised, along with the duties of a magistrate, the equally
dignified functions of mine host of the Green Tree Tavern; and was,
indeed, no less a man than that rival of Elsie Bell, whose formidable
opposition, many years before, had completed the downfall of the
Traveller's Rest. He was now a man of substance, portly in person,
and inflated by the dignity of office into a certain dignity of
manner; his step was like the roll of a ship, and when he breathed,
it was with a forcible and majestic expiration of breath, like the
snort of a war-horse. He had been noticed, as he advanced in the
world, for the independence,--or, to speak more strictly, the tyranny
with which he conducted himself among his guests; not, indeed, that
he ever beat, or even committed them, as, in virtue of his office, he
might have done; but because, as he said, he heartily 'despised peing
pottered mit 'em.' He was not austere or quarrelsome of disposition,
but he was a lover of his ease in his inn; and his despotism was
shown less in violent opposition than in contemptuous indifference of
all humours save his own. He abhorred all fault-finding, but as he
equally detested the trouble of reprehending it, he devised a scheme
by which discontent was either nipped in the bud, or severely
reproved as soon as made manifest, and all without any labour on his
own part. He caused to be painted on his sign-board, having daubed
off the green tree to make room for it, the following cabalistic
legend,--
_Der ist glücklich, welcher zufrieden ist._
which he was accustomed to translate, _viva voce_, to all incapable
of understanding it, in a quaternion as remarkable for its expressive
simplicity as for its philosophic comprehensiveness:
He vich is vise
Neffer grumples nor cries;
He vich is neither vise nor ciffil
May go to the diffil.
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