And, indeed, in this estimate the speaker seemed guilty of no great

exaggeration. A never intermittent procession of pedestrians and vehicles

made its way to the station; and every wagon, buckboard, buggy, and

cut-under had its flags or bunting, or streamer of ribbons tied to the

whip. The excitement increased as the time grew shorter; those on foot

struggled for better positions, and the people in wagons and carriages

stood upon seats, while the pedestrians besieged them, climbing on the

wheels, or balancing recklessly, with feet on the hubs of opposite wagons.

Everybody was bound to see him. When the whistle announced the coming of

the train, the band began to play, the cannon fired, horns blew, and the

cheering echoed and reechoed till heaven's vault resounded with the noise

the people of Carlow were making.

There was one heart which almost stopped beating. Helen was standing on

the front seat of the Briscoe buckboard, with Minnie beside her, and, at

the commotion, the horses pranced and backed so that Lige Willetts ran to

hold them; but she did not notice the frightened roans, nor did she know

that Minnie clutched her round the waist to keep her from falling. Her

eyes were fixed intently on the smoke of the far-away engine, and her

hand, lifted to her face in an uncertain, tremulous fashion, as it was one

day in a circus tent, pressed against the deepest blush that ever mantled

a girl's cheek. When the train reached the platform, she saw Briscoe and

the others rush into the car, and there ensued what was to her an almost

intolerable pause of expectation, while the crowd besieged the windows of

the smoker, leaning up and climbing on each other's shoulders to catch the

first glimpse of him. Briscoe and a red-faced young man, a stranger to

Plattville, came down the steps, laughing like boys, and then Keating and

Bence, and then Warren Smith. As the lawyer reached the platform, he

turned toward the door of the car and waved his hand as in welcome.

"Here he is, boys!" he shouted, "Welcome Home!" At that it was as if all

the noise that had gone before had been mere leakage of pent-up

enthusiasm. A thousand horns blared deafeningly, the whistles of the

engine and of Hibbard's mill were added to the din, the court-house bell

was pealing out a welcome, and the church bells were ringing, the cannon

thundered, and then cheer on cheer shook the air, as John Harkless came

out under the flags, and passed down the steps of the car.

When Helen saw him, over the heads of the people and through a flying

tumult of flags and hats and handkerchiefs, she gave one frightened glance

about her, and jumped down from her high perch, and sank into the back

seat of the buckboard with her burning face turned from the station and

her eyes fixed on the ground. She wanted to run away, as she had run from

him the first time she had ever seen him. Then, as now, he came in

triumph, hailed by the plaudits of his fellows; and now, as on that long-

departed day of her young girlhood, he was borne high over the heads of

the people, for Minnie cried to her to look; they were carrying him on

their shoulders to his carriage. She had had only that brief glimpse of

him, before he was lost in the crowd that was so glad to get him back

again and so proud of him; but she had seen that he looked very white and

solemn.




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