Mountain life -- Fiction; Tennessee, East -- Fiction
The two strangers appeared on the evening of the dramatic entertainment
among the other guests of the hotel in the ballroom, as spectators of
the “Unrivaled Attraction” profusely billed in the parlor, the office
of the hotel, and the tenpin-alley. The rain dashed tempestuously
against the long windows, and the sashes now and again trembled and
clattered in their frames, for the mountain wind was rising. Ever and
anon the white mist that pressed with pallid presence against the panes
shivered convulsively, and was torn away into the wild night and the
savagery of the fastnesses without, returning persistently, as if with
some fatal affinity for the bright lights and the warm atmosphere that
would annihilate its tenuous existence with but a single breath. The
blended sound of the torrents and the shivering gusts was punctuated
by the slow dripping from the eaves of the covered walks within the
quadrangle close at hand, that fell with monotonous iteration and
elastic rebound from the flagging below, and was of dreary intimations
distinct amid the ruder turmoil of the elements. But a cheerful spirit
pervaded the well-housed guests, perhaps the more grateful for the
provision for pleasantly passing the long hours of a rainy evening in
the country, since it did not snatch them from alternative pleasures;
from languid strolls on moonlit verandas, or contemplative cigars in
the perfumed summer woods under the stars, or choice conferences with
kindred spirits in the little observatory that overhung the slopes. The
Unrivaled Attraction had been opportunely timed to fill an absolute
void, and it could not have been presented before more leniently
disposed spectators than those rescued from the jaws of unutterable
ennui. There sounded a continuous subdued ripple of laughter and stir
of fans and murmur of talk amongst them; but, although richly garbed
in compliment to the occasion, the brilliancy of their appearance was
somewhat reduced by the tempered light in which it was essential that
they should sit throughout the performance and between the acts, for
the means at the command of the Unrivaled Attraction were not capable
of compassing the usual alternations of illumination, and the full
and permanent glare of splendor was reserved to suffuse the stage.
The audience was itself an object of intense interest to the actors
behind the scenes, and there was no interval in which the small rent
made in the curtain for the purpose of observation was not utilized
by one or another of the excited youths, tremulous with premonitions
of a fiasco, from the time when the first groups entered the hall to
the triumphant moment when it became evident that all New Helvetia
was turning out to honor the occasion, and that they were to display
their talents to a full house. It was only when the stir of preparation
became tumultuous--one or two intimations of impatience from the
long-waiting audience serving to admonish the performers--that Lucien
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