TowhichnotverycostlybanterIsabelrespondedinkind,andrapidlysketchedthelifetheycouldleadaboard。Sincetheycouldnothelpit,theymockedthepublicprovisionwhich,leavingnointervalbetweendisgracefulsqualorandludicroussplendor,accommodatesourdemocratic’menage’tothetasteoftherichestandmostextravagantplebeianamongstus。He,unhappily,mindsdangerandoppressionaslittleashemindsmoney,solongashehasaspectacleandasensation,anditisthisruthlessimbecilewhowillhavelacecurtainstothesteamboatberthintowhichhegetswithhispantaloonson,andoutofwhichhemaybeblownbyanexplodingboileratanymoment;itishewhowillhaveforsupperthatovergrownandshapelessdinnerinthelowersaloon,andwillnotletanyoneelsebuyteaortoastforalesssumthanhepaysforhissurfeit;itishewhoperpetuatestheinsolenceoftheclerkandthereluctanceofthewaiters;itishe,infact,whonowcomesoutofthesaloon,withhiswomenkind,andtakeschairsundertheawningwhereBasilandIsabelsit。Personally,heisnotsobad;heisgood-looking,likeallofus;heisbetterdressedthanmostofus;hebehaveshimselfquietly,ifnoteasily;andnolordsoloathesascene。NextyearheisgoingtoEurope,wherehewillnotshowtosomuchadvantageashere;butforthepresentitwouldbehardtosayinwhatwayheisvulgar,andperhapsvulgarityisnotsocommonathingafterall。
Itwassomethingbesidestheriverthatmadetheairsomuchmoresufferablethanithadbeen。Overthecity,sinceourfriendshadcomeaboardtheboat,ablackcloudhadgatheredandnowhunglowuponit,whilethewindfromthefaceofthewatertookthedustintheneighboringstreets,andfrolickeditaboutthehouse-tops,andinthefacesofthearrivingpassengers,who,asthemomentofdeparturedrewnear,appearedinconstantlyincreasingnumbersandingreatervariety,withnotonlythetrepidationofgoinguponthem,butalsowiththeelectricalexcitementpeoplefeelbeforeatempest。
Thebreastoftheblackcloudwasnowzigzaggedfrommomenttomomentbylightning,andclapsofdeafeningthunderbrokefromit。Atlastthelongenduranceofthedaywasspent,andoutofitsconvulsionburstfloodsofrain,againandagainsweepingthepromenade-deckwherethepeoplesat,anddrivingthemdisconsolateintothesaloon。Theairwasdarkenedasbynight,andwithmanyregretsforthevanishingprospect,mingledwithasenseofrelieffromtheheat,ourfriendsfelttheboattrembleawayfromhermooringsandsetforthuponhertrip。
“Ah!ifwehadonlytakenthedayboat!“moanedIsabel。“Now,weshallseenothingoftheriverlandscape,andweshallneverbeabletoputourselvesdownwhenwelongforEurope,bydeclaringthatthesceneryoftheHudsonismuchfinerthanthatoftheRhine。“
Yettheyresolved,thisindomitablygood-naturedcouple,thattheywouldbejusteventotheelements,whichhadbynomeansbeengeneroustothem;andtheyownedthatifsonobleastormhadcelebratedtheirdepartureuponsomestoriedriverfromsomemoreromanticportthanNewYork,theywouldhavethoughtitanadmirablething。Evenwhilsttheycontentedthemselves,thestormpassed,andleftaveiledandhumidskyoverhead,thatgaveacharmingsoftnesstothesceneonwhichtheireyesfellwhentheycameoutofthesaloonagain,andtooktheirplaceswithalargelyincreasedcompanionshiponthedeck。
Theyhadalreadyreachedthatpartoftheriverwheretheuplandsbegin,andtheircoursewasbetweenstatelywallsofrockysteepness,orwoodedslopes,orgrassyhollows,thesceneforeverlosingandtakinggrandandlovelyshape。Wreathsofmisthungaboutthetopsoftheloftierheadlands,andlongshadowsdrapedtheirsides。Asthenightgrew,lightstwinkledfromalonelyhousehereandthereinthevalleys;aswarmoflampsshowedatownwhereitlayuponthelaporatthefootofthehills。Behindthemstretchedthegreatgrayriver,hauntedwithmanysails;nowagroupofcanal-boatsgrappledtogether,andhavinganairofcozinessintheiradventureuponthisstrangecurrentoutoftheirownsluggishwaters,driftedoutofsight;andnowasmallerandslowersteamer,makingalaboriousshowofkeepingupwaspassed,andreluctantlyfellbehind;alongthewater’sedgerattledandhootedthefrequenttrains。Theycouldnottellatanytimewhatpartoftherivertheywereon,andtheycouldnot,iftheywould,havemadeitsbeautyamatterofconscientiousobservation;butallthemore,therefore,theydeeplyenjoyeditwithoutreferencetotimeorplace。TheyfeltsomenaturalpainwhentheythoughtthattheymightunwittinglypassthescenesthatIrvinghasmadepartofthecommondream-land,andtheywouldfairhaveseenthelightedwindowsofthehouseoutofwhichacheerfulrayhaspenetratedtosomanyhearts;butbeingsureofnothing,astheywere,theyhadthecomfortoffindingtheTappanZeeineveryexpanseoftheriver,andofdiscoveringSunny-Sideoneverypleasantslope。Byvirtueofthishelplessness,theHudson,withoutceasingtobetheHudson,becamefrommomenttomomentallfairandstatelystreamsuponwhichtheyhadvoyagedorreadofvoyaging,fromtheNiletotheMississippi。Thereisnoothertravellikerivertravel;itistheperfectionofmovement,andonemightwelldesirenevertoarriveatone’sdestination。Theabundanceofroom,thefree,pureair,theconstantdelightoftheeyesinthechanginglandscape,thesofttremoroftheboat,sosteadyuponherkeel,thevarietyofthelittleworldonboard,——allformacharmwhichnogoodheartinasoundbodycanresist。
So,whilstthetwilightheld,wellcontent,incontiguouschairs,theypurredinflatteryoftheirkindlyfate,imaginingdifferentpleasures,certainly,butnonegreater,andtastingtoitssubtlestflavorthehappinessconsciousofitself。
Theirownsatisfaction,indeed,wassointerestingtotheminthisobjectivelight,thattheyhadlittledesiretoturnfromitscontemplationtothepeoplearoundthem;andwhenatlasttheydidso,itwasstillwithlingeringglancesofself-recognitionandenjoyment。Theydivinedrightlythatoneofthemainconditionsoftheirpresentfelicitywasthefactthattheyhadseensomuchoftimeandoftheworld,thattheyhadnolongeranydesiretotakebeholdingeyes,ortomakeanysortofimpressivefigure,andtheyunderstoodthattheirprosperousloveaccountedasmuchasyearsandtravelforthisresult。Iftheyhadhadaloftieropinionofthemselves,theirindifferencetoothersmighthavemadethemoffensive;butwiththeirmodestestimateoftheirownvalueintheworld,theycouldhaveallthecomfortofself-sufficiency,withoutitsvulgarity。
“Oyes!“saidBasil,inanswertosomeapostrophetotheirblissfromIsabel,“it’sthegreatestimaginablesatisfactiontohavelivedpastcertainthings。IalwaysknewthatIwasnotaveryhandsomeorotherwisecaptivatingperson,butIcanrememberyears——nowblessedlyremote——whenInevercouldseeayounggirlwithouthopingshewouldmistakemeforsomethingofthatsort。Icouldn’thelpdesiringthatsomefascinationofmine,whichhadescapedmyownanalysis,wouldhaveaneffectuponher。Idaresayallyoungmenareso。IusedtoliveforthepossibleinterestImightinspireinyoursex,Isabel。Theycontrolledmymovements,myattitudes;theyforbademerepose;andyetI
believeIwasnoass,butatolerablysensiblefellow。Blessedbemarriage,Iamfreeatlast!Allthelovelinessthatexistsoutsideofyou,dearest,——andit’smightylittle,——ismerepageanttome;andI
thankHeaventhatIcanmeetthemoststylishgirlnowuponthebroadlevelofourcommonhumanity。Besides,itseemstomethatourexperienceoflifehasquietedusinmanyotherways。Whataluxuryitistosithere,andreflectthatwedonotwantanyofthesepeopletosupposeusrich,ordistinguished,orbeautiful,orwelldressed,anddonotcaretoshowoffinanysortofwaybeforethem!“
Thiscontentwasheightened,nodoubt,byajustsenseoftheircontrasttothegroupofpeoplenearestthere,——ayoungmanofthesecondorthirdquality——andtwoyounggirls。Theeldestofthesewascarryingonavivaciousflirtationwiththeyoungman,whowasapparentlyanacquaintanceofbriefstanding;theotherwasscarcelymorethanachild,andsatsomewhatabashedatthesparkleofthecolloquy。Theywereconjecturallysistersgoinghomefromsomevisit,andnotskilledintheworld,butofacertainreputeintheircountryneighborhoodforbeautyandwit。Theyoungmanpresentlygavehimselfoutasonewho,inpursuitoftradeforthedry-goodshouseherepresented,hadtravelledmanythousandsofmilesinallpartsofthecountry。Theencounterwasvisiblythatkindofadventurewhichbothwouldtreasureupforfuturecelebrationtotheirdifferentfriends;andithadabrilliancyandinterestwhichtheycouldnotevennowconsenttokeeptothemselves。
Theytalkedtoeachotherandatallthecompanywithinhearing,andexchangedcurtspeecheswhichhadforthemallthesensationofrepartee。
YoungMan。Theysaythatbeautyunadornedisadornedthemost。
YoungWomanbridling,andtwitchingherheadfromsidetoside,inthehighexcitementofthedialogue。Flatteryisoutofplace。
YoungMan。Well,nevermind。Ifyoudon’tbelieveme,youaskyourmotherwhenyougethome。
Titterfromtheyoungersister。
YoungWomanscornfully。Umph!mymotherhasnocontroloverme!
YoungMan。Nobodyelsehas,either,Ishouldgay。Admiringly。
YoungWoman。Yes,you’vetoldthetruthforonce,forawonder。I’mabletotakecareofmyself,——perfectly。Almosthoarsewithasenseofsarcasticperformance。
YoungMan。“Wholeteamandbigdogunderthewagon,“astheysayoutWest。
YoungWoman。Betterabigdogthanapuppy,anyday。
Gigglesandhorrorfromtheyoungersister,sensationintheyoungman,andsomuchraptureintheyoungwomanthatshedropsthekeyofherstate-roomfromherhand。Theybothstoop,andajocosescuffleforitensues,afterwhichthetalktakesanautobiographicalturnonthepartoftheyoungman,anddropsintoanunintelligiblemurmur。Ah!poorRealLife,whichIlove,canImakeotherssharethedelightIfindinthyfoolishandinsipidface?
NotfarfromthisgroupsattwoHebrews,oneyoungandtheotherold,talkingofsomebusinessoutofwhichthelatterhadretired。Theyoungerhadbeenaskedhisopinionuponsomepoint,andhewasexpandingwithaflatteredconsciousnessoftheelder’sperceptionofhisimportance,andtoadyingtohimwiththepleasurewhichallyoungmenfeelinwinningthefavorofseniorsintheirvocation。“Well,asIwasa-say’n’,Isaacdon’tseemtohafnonatcheralpentfortheglothingbusiness。Mangomesinandwandsagoat,“——heseemedtobespeakingofagarmentandnotadomesticanimal,——“Isaac’llzellhimthegoathewandshimtopuy,andhe’llmakehimbelieveit’athegoathewasalookin’
for。Well,now,that’swellenoughasfarasitgoes;butyouknowandIknow,Mr。Rosenthal,thatthat’snowaytodobusiness。Amangan’tzugzeedthatgoesuponthatbrincible。Id’swrong。Id’seasyenoughtomakeamanpuythegoatyouwanthimto,ifhewandsagoat,butthethingistomakehimpuythegoatthatyouwandtozellwhenhedon’twandnogoatatall。You’veaskedmewhatIthoughtandI’vedoldyou。
Isaac’llneverzugzeedintheredailglothing-businessintheworld!“