With that I knew I was on the right track, and took my leave. All things
can come to the man who waits, and I was willing to enjoy my suspense
for a little longer. I went away with a strong feeling of satisfaction.
It is true I had put myself in line for making a deal of some thousands
of dollars which I had never thought of two hours previously, but what
of that? The investment looked on the face of it as though it might be a
good one; and, anyhow, if I could find Mattie it would be cheap at two
thousand dollars—profit or loss. I was already just that far gone.
To make a long story short, I was on the right track. When I mentioned
to other people that I was transacting some business through Major
Higbie it was not out of place to follow with a casual question about
his family. In that way I learned that Miss Mattie was a very popular
lady, who presided over her father’s house and table with dignity and
grace. If she had never married it was not for want of opportunities,
but because probably the right man had not yet come.
“Thank heaven,” said I to myself, “The right man is here now, but he was
a long time coming. The next thing is to arrange a meeting.”
Major Higbie did that, I had not yet closed the original trade proposed,
but in his mind I was surely destined to do it, and was now talking of
other deals. The major invited me to his house to take supper and talk
matters over. That was the way I met Mattie the second time.
Jove! How handsome she looked. There were the same big blue eyes and the
same tawny hair piled high on her head, but she had matured into a
beautiful and glorious womanhood, which I could only wonder at and
worship. Thinking it over a little later on in the evening, I could not
help but wonder that neither father nor daughter had apparently noticed
my confusion, and I breathed a prayer of thanksgiving that I had not, as
I was on the eve of doing, blurted out, “I am a corn doctor, selling
corns, bunions and ingrown nails.” I had rallied after that first bit of
confusion, however, and we three passed a very pleasant evening. I was
rich enough to feel satisfied; had traveled all the country over, and
selling encyclopedias had been a liberal education of itself. When I
went away I knew I had made a favorable impression and was proud of it.
The rest was a foregone conclusion.
Of course, I never closed the land deal with the major, but I led him to
think he would eventually catch me.
The days drifted along into weeks, and the weeks into months. I lived at
my hotel, but had the run of the Major’s house. Mattie and I became
almost inseparable, and I think I had a pretty good idea of what the
answer would be when I laid my heart and fortune formally at her feet.
Five weeks later we left for the north on our wedding tour, and the
first place we made any lengthened stay was at the old homestead, where
I had passed the first years of my life. The old folks were still alive
and welcomed us with open arms.
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