Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 6,366 pages of information about Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill.

Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 6,366 pages of information about Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill.

When William Wetherell and Cynthia had reached the last turn in the road in Northcutt’s woods, quarter of a mile from Coniston, they met the nasal Mr. Samuel Price driving silently in the other direction.  The word “silently” is used deliberately, because to Mr. Price appertained a certain ghostlike quality of flitting, and to Mr. Price’s horse and wagon likewise.  He drew up for a brief moment when he saw Wetherell.

“Wouldn’t hurry back if I was you, Will.”

“Why not?”

Mr. Price leaned out of the wagon.

“Bije has come over from Clovelly to spy around a little mite.”

It was evident from Mr. Price’s manner that he regarded the storekeeper as a member of the reform party.

“What did he say, Daddy?” asked Cynthia, as Wetherell stood staring after the flitting buggy in bewilderment.

“I haven’t the faintest idea, Cynthia,” answered her father, and they walked on.

“Don’t you know who ‘Bije’ is?

“No,” said her father, “and I don’t care.”

It was almost criminal ignorance for a man who lived in that part of the country not to know Bijah Bixby of Clovelly, who was paying a little social visit to Coniston that day on his way home from the state capital,—­tending, as it were, Jethro’s flock.  Still, Wetherell must be excused because he was an impractical literary man with troubles of his own.  But how shall we chronicle Bijah’s rank and precedence in the Jethro army, in which there are neither shoulder-straps nor annual registers?  To designate him as the Chamberlain of that hill Rajah, the Honorable Heth Sutton, would not be far out of the way.  The Honorable Heth, whom we all know and whom we shall see presently, is the man of substance and of broad acres in Clovelly:  Bijah merely owns certain mortgages in that town, but he had created the Honorable Heth (politically) as surely as certain prime ministers we could name have created their sovereigns.  The Honorable Heth was Bijah’s creation, and a grand creation he was, as no one will doubt when they see him.

Bijah—­as he will not hesitate to tell you—­took Heth down in his pocket to the Legislature, and has more than once delivered him, in certain blocks of five and ten, and four and twenty, for certain considerations.  The ancient Song of Sixpence applies to Bijah, but his pocket was generally full of proxies instead of rye, and the Honorable Heth was frequently one of the four and twenty blackbirds.  In short, Bijah was the working bee, and the Honorable Heth the ornamental drone.

I do not know why I have dwelt so long on such a minor character as Bijah, except that the man fascinates me.  Of all the lieutenants in the state, his manners bore the closest resemblance to those of Jethro Bass.  When he walked behind Jethro in the corridors of the Pelican, kicking up his heels behind, he might have been taken for Jethro’s shadow.  He was of a good height and size, smooth-shaven, with little eyes that kindled, and his mouth moved not at all when he spoke:  unlike Jethro, he “used” tobacco.

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