Then he vent to bed.  But he could not sleep; so he got up and wrote a long, rapturous letter to Louise, and another to his mother.  And he closed both to much the same effect: 

“Laura will be queen of America, now, and she will be applauded, and honored and petted by the whole nation.  Her name will be in every one’s mouth more than ever, and how they will court her and quote her bright speeches.  And mine, too, I suppose; though they do that more already, than they really seem to deserve.  Oh, the world is so bright, now, and so cheery; the clouds are all gone, our long struggle is ended, our, troubles are all over.  Nothing can ever make us unhappy any more.  You dear faithful ones will have the reward of your patient waiting now.  How father’s Wisdom is proven at last!  And how I repent me, that there have been times when I lost faith and said, the blessing he stored up for us a tedious generation ago was but a long-drawn curse, a blight upon us all.  But everything is well, now—­we are done with poverty, sad toil, weariness and heart-break; all the world is filled with sunshine.”

CHAPTER XLVI.

Philip left the capitol and walked up Pennsylvania Avenue in company with Senator Dilworthy.  It was a bright spring morning, the air was soft and inspiring; in the deepening wayside green, the pink flush of the blossoming peach trees, the soft suffusion on the heights of Arlington, and the breath of the warm south wind was apparent, the annual miracle of the resurrection of the earth.

The Senator took off his hat and seemed to open his soul to the sweet influences of the morning.  After the heat and noise of the chamber, under its dull gas-illuminated glass canopy, and the all night struggle of passion and feverish excitement there, the open, tranquil world seemed like Heaven.  The Senator was not in an exultant mood, but rather in a condition of holy joy, befitting a Christian statesman whose benevolent plans Providence has made its own and stamped with approval.  The great battle had been fought, but the measure had still to encounter the scrutiny of the Senate, and Providence sometimes acts differently in the two Houses.  Still the Senator was tranquil, for he knew that there is an esprit de corps in the Senate which does not exist in the House, the effect of which is to make the members complaisant towards the projects of each other, and to extend a mutual aid which in a more vulgar body would be called “log-rolling.”

“It is, under Providence, a good night’s work, Mr. Sterling.  The government has founded an institution which will remove half the difficulty from the southern problem.  And it is a good thing for the Hawkins heirs, a very good thing.  Laura will be almost a millionaire.”

“Do you think, Mr. Dilworthy, that the Hawkinses will get much of the money?” asked Philip innocently, remembering the fate of the Columbus River appropriation.