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Once in a while she took a turn at the spit, and she +never lacked a coarse gray stocking in her lap, the foot about half +finished; it tapered away with her own waning life, and she knit the +toe-stitch on the day of her death. She made it her serious business +and sole amusement to tell me stories at any time from morning till +night, in a mumbling, toothless voice, as I sat on a log of wood, +grasping her cheek-apron in both my hands. Her personal memory included +the better part of a hundred years, and she had strangely jumbled her +own experience and observation with those of many old people who died in +her young days; so that she might have been taken for a contemporary of +Queen Elizabeth, or of John Rogers in the Primer. There are a thousand +of her traditions lurking in the corners and by-places of my mind, some +more marvellous than what is to follow, some less so, and a few not +marvellous in the least, all of which I should like to repeat, if I were +as happy as she in having a listener. But I am humble enough to own, +that I do not deserve a listener half so well as that old toothless +woman, whose narratives possessed an excellence attributable neither to +herself, nor to any single individual. Her ground-plots, seldom within +the widest scope of probability, were filled up with homely and natural +incidents, the gradual accretions of a long course of years, and fiction +hid its grotesque extravagance in this garb of truth, like the Devil (an +appropriate simile, for the old woman supplies it) disguising himself, +cloven-foot and all, in mortal attire. These tales generally referred +to her birthplace, a village in, the valley of the Connecticut, the +aspect of which she impressed with great vividness on my fancy. The +houses in that tract of country, long a wild and dangerous frontier, +were rendered defensible by a strength of architecture that has +preserved many of them till our own times, and I cannot describe the +sort of pleasure with which, two summers since, I rode through the +little town in question, while one object after another rose familiarly +to my eye, like successive portions of a dream becoming realized. Among +other things equally probable, she was wont to assert that all the +inhabitants of this village (at certain intervals, but whether of +twenty-five or fifty years, or a whole century, remained a disputable +point) were subject to a simultaneous slumber, continuing one hour's +space. When that mysterious time arrived, the parson snored over his +half-written sermon, though it were Saturday night and no provision made +for the morrow,--the mother's eyelids closed as she bent over her +infant, and no childish cry awakened,--the watcher at the bed of mortal +sickness slumbered upon the death-pillow, and the dying man anticipated +his sleep of ages by one as deep and dreamless. To speak emphatically, +there was a soporific influence throughout the village, stronger than if +every mother's son and daughter were reading a dull story; +notwithstanding which the old woman professed to hold the substance of +the ensuing account from one of those principally concerned in it. + +One moonlight summer evening, a young man and a girl sat down together +in the open air. They were distant relatives, sprung from a stock once +wealthy, but of late years so poverty-stricken, that David had not a +penny to pay the marriage fee, if Esther should consent to wed. The +seat they had chosen was in an open grove of elm and walnut trees, at a +right angle of the road; a spring of diamond water just bubbled into the +moonlight beside them, and then whimpered away through the bushes and +long grass, in search of a neighboring millstream. The nearest house +(situate within twenty yards of them, and the residence of their great- +grandfather in his lifetime) was a venerable old edifice, crowned with +many high and narrow peaks, all overrun by innumerable creeping plants, +which hung curling about the roof like a nice young wig on an elderly +gentleman's head. Opposite to this establishment was a tavern, with a +well and horse-trough before it, and a low green bank running along the +left side of the door. Thence, the road went onward, curving scarce +perceptibly, through the village, divided in the midst by a narrow +lane of verdure, and bounded on each side by a grassy strip of twice its +own breadth. The houses had generally an odd look. Here, the moonlight +tried to get a glimpse of one, a rough old heap of ponderous timber, +which, ashamed of its dilapidated aspect, was hiding behind a great +thick tree; the lower story of the next had sunk almost under ground, as +if the poor little house were a-weary of the world, and retiring into +the seclusion of its own cellar; farther on stood one of the few recent +structures, thrusting its painted face conspicuously into the street, +with an evident idea that it was the fairest thing there. About midway +in the village was a grist-mill, partly concealed by the descent of the +ground towards the stream which turned its wheel. At the southern +extremity, just so far distant that the window-paces dazzled into each +other, rose the meeting-house, a dingy old barn-like building, with an +enormously disproportioned steeple sticking up straight into heaven, as +high as the Tower of Babel, and the cause of nearly as much confusion in +its day. This steeple, it must be understood, was an afterthought, and +its addition to the main edifice, when the latter had already begun to +decay, had excited a vehement quarrel, and almost a schism in the +church, some fifty years before. Here the road wound down a hill and +was seen no more, the remotest object in view being the graveyard gate, +beyond the meetinghouse. The youthful pair sat hand in hand beneath the +trees, and for several moments they had not spoken, because the breeze +was hushed, the brook scarce tinkled, the leaves had ceased their +rustling, and everything lay motionless and silent as if Nature were +composing herself to slumber. + +"What a beautiful night it is, Esther!" remarked David, somewhat +drowsily. + +"Very beautiful," answered the girl, in the same tone. + +"But how still!" continued David. + +"Ah, too still!" said Esther, with a faint shudder, like a modest leaf +when the wind kisses it. + +Perhaps they fell asleep together, and, united as their spirits were by +close and tender sympathies, the same strange dream might have wrapped +them in its shadowy arms. But they conceived, at the time, that they +still remained wakeful by the spring of bubbling water, looking down +through the village, and all along the moonlighted road, and at the +queer old houses, and at the trees which thrust their great twisted +branches almost into the windows. There was only a sort of mistiness +over their minds like the smoky air of an early autumn night. At +length, without any vivid astonishment, they became conscious that a +great many people were either entering the village or already in the +street, but whether they came from the meeting-house, or from a little +beyond it, or where the devil they came from, was more than could be +determined. Certainly, a crowd of people seemed to be there, men, +women, and children, all of whom were yawning and rubbing their eyes, +stretching their limbs, and staggering from side to side of the road, as +if but partially awakened from a sound slumber. Sometimes they stood +stock-still, with their hands over their brows to shade their sight from +the moonbeams. As they drew near, most of their countenances appeared +familiar to Esther and David, possessing the peculiar features of +families in the village, and that general air and aspect by which a +person would recognize his own townsmen in the remotest ends of the +earth. But though the whole multitude might have been taken, in the +mass, for neighbors and acquaintances, there was not a single individual +whose exact likeness they had ever before seen. It was a noticeable +circumstance, also, that the newest fashioned garment on the backs of +these people might have been worn by the great-grandparents of the +existing generation. There was one figure behind all the rest, and not +yet near enough to be perfectly distinguished. + +"Where on earth, David, do all these odd people come from?" said Esther, +with a lazy inclination to laugh. + +"Nowhere on earth, Esther," replied David, unknowing why he said so. + +As they spoke, the strangers showed some symptoms of disquietude, and +looked towards the fountain for an instant, but immediately appeared to +assume their own trains of thought and previous purposes. They now +separated to different parts of the village, with a readiness that +implied intimate local knowledge, and it may be worthy of remark, that, +though they were evidently loquacious among themselves, neither their +footsteps nor their voices reached the ears of the beholders. Wherever +there was a venerable old house, of fifty years' standing and upwards, +surrounded by its elm or walnut trees, with its dark and weather-beaten +barn, its well, its orchard and stone-walls, all ancient and all in good +repair around it, there a little group of these people assembled. Such +parties were mostly composed of an aged man and woman, with the younger +members of a family; their faces were full of joy, so deep that it +assumed the shade of melancholy; they pointed to each other the minutest +objects about the homesteads, things in their hearts, and were now +comparing them with the originals. But where hollow places by the +wayside, grass-grown and uneven, with unsightly chimneys rising ruinous +in the midst, gave indications of a fallen dwelling and of hearths long +cold, there did a few of the strangers sit them down on the mouldering +beams, and on the yellow moss that had overspread the door-stone. The +men folded their arms, sad and speechless; the women wrung their hands +with a more vivid expression of grief; and the little children tottered +to their knees, shrinking away from the open grave of domestic love. +And wherever a recent edifice reared its white and flashy front on the +foundation of an old one, there a gray-haired man might be seen to shake +his staff in anger at it, while his aged dame and their offspring +appeared to join in their maledictions, forming a fearful picture in the +ghostly moon light. While these scenes were passing, the one figure in +the rear of all the rest was descending the hollow towards the mill, and +the eyes of David and Esther were drawn thence to a pair with whom they +could fully sympathize. It was a youth in a sailor's dress and a pale +slender maiden, who met each other with a sweet embrace in the middle of +the street. + +"How long it must be since they parted," observed David. + +"Fifty years at least," said Esther. + +They continued to gaze with unwondering calmness and quiet interest, as +the dream (if such it were) unrolled its quaint and motley semblance +before them, and their notice was now attracted by several little knots +of people apparently engaged in conversation. Of these one of the +earliest collected and most characteristic was near the tavern, the +persons who composed it being seated on the low green bank along the +left side of the door. A conspicuous figure here was a fine corpulent +old fellow in his shirt-sleeves and flame-colored breeches, and with a +stained white apron over his paunch, beneath which he held his hands and +wherewith at times be wiped his ruddy face. The stately decrepitude of +one of his companions, the scar of an Indian tomahawk on his crown, and +especially his worn buff coat, were appropriate marks of a veteran +belonging to an old Provincial garrison, now deaf to the roll-call. +Another showed his rough face under a tarry hat and wore a pair of wide +trousers, like an ancient mariner who bad tossed away his youth upon the +sea, and was returned, hoary and weather-beaten, to his inland home. +There was also a thin young man, carelessly dressed, who ever and anon +cast a sad look towards the pale maiden above mentioned. With these +there sat a hunter, and one or two others, and they were soon joined by +a miller, who came upward from the dusty mill, his coat as white as if +besprinkled with powdered starlight. All these (by the aid of jests, +which might indeed be old, but had not been recently repeated) waxed +very merry, and it was rather strange, that just as their sides shook +with the heartiest laughter, they appeared greatly like a group of +shadows flickering in the moonshine. Four personages, very different +from these, stood in front of the large house with its periwig of +creeping plants. One was a little elderly figure, distinguished by the +gold on his three-cornered bat and sky-blue coat, and by the seal of +arms annexed to his great gold watch-chain; his air and aspect befitted +a Justice of Peace and County Major, and all earth's pride and pomposity +were squeezed into this small gentleman of five feet high. The next in +importance was a grave person of sixty or seventy years, whose black +suit and hand sufficiently indicated his character, and the polished +baldness of whose head was worthy of a famous preacher in the village, +half a century before, who had made wigs a subject of pulpit +denunciation. The two other figures, both clad in dark gray, showed the +sobriety of Deacons; one was ridiculously tall and thin, like a man of +ordinary bulk infinitely produced, as the mathematicians say; while the +brevity and thickness of his colleague seemed a compression of the same +man. These four talked with great earnestness, and their gestures +intimated that they had revived the ancient dispute about the meeting- +house steeple. The grave person in black spoke with composed solemnity, +as if he were addressing a Synod; the short deacon grunted out +occasional sentences, as brief as himself; his tall brother drew the +long thread of his argument through the whole discussion, and (reasoning +from analogy) his voice must indubitably have been small and squeaking. +But the little old man in gold-lace was evidently scorched by his own +red-hot eloquence; he bounced from one to another, shook his cane at the +steeple, at the two deacons, and almost in the parson's face, stamping +with his foot fiercely enough to break a hole through the very earth; +though, indeed, it could not exactly be said that the green grass bent +beneath him. The figure, noticed as coming behind all the rest, had now +surmounted the ascent from the mill, and proved to be an elderly lady +with something in her hand. + +"Why does she walk so slow?" asked David. + +"Don't you see she is lame?" said Esther. + +This gentlewoman, whose infirmity had kept her so far in the rear of the +crowd, now came hobbling on, glided unobserved by the polemic group, and +paused on the left brink of the fountain, within a few feet of the two +spectators. She was a magnificent old dame, as ever mortal eye beheld. +Her spangled shoes and gold-clocked stockings shone gloriously within the +spacious circle of a red hoop-petticoat, which swelled to the very point +of explosion, and was bedecked all over with embroidery a little +tarnished. Above the petticoat, and parting in front so as to display +it to the best advantage, was a figured blue damask gown. A wide and +stiff ruff encircled her neck, a cap of the finest muslin, though rather +dingy, covered her head; and her nose was bestridden by a pair of gold- +bowed spectacles with enormous glasses. But the old lady's face was +pinched, sharp and sallow, wearing a niggardly and avaricious +expression, and forming an odd contrast to the splendor of her attire, +as did likewise the implement which she held in her hand. It was a sort +of iron shovel (by housewives termed a "slice"), such as is used in +clearing the oven, and with this, selecting a spot between a walnut-tree +and the fountain, the good dame made an earnest attempt to dig. The +tender sods, however, possessed a strange impenetrability. They +resisted her efforts like a quarry of living granite, and losing her +breath, she cast down the shovel and seemed to bemoan herself most +piteously, gnashing her teeth (what few she had) and wringing her thin +yellow hands. Then, apparently with new hope, she resumed her toil, +which still had the same result,--a circumstance the less surprising to +David and Esther, because at times they would catch the moonlight +shining through the old woman, and dancing in the fountain beyond. The +little man in goldlace now happened to see her, and made his approach on +tiptoe. + +"How hard this elderly lady works!" remarked David. + +"Go and help her, David," said Esther, compassionately. + +As their drowsy void spoke, both the old woman and the pompous little +figure behind her lifted their eyes, and for a moment they regarded the +youth and damsel with something like kindness and affection; which, +however, were dim and uncertain, and passed away almost immediately. +The old woman again betook herself to the shovel, but was startled by a +hand suddenly laid upon her shoulder; she turned round in great +trepidation, and beheld the dignitary in the blue coat; then followed an +embrace of such closeness as would indicate no remoter connection than +matrimony between these two decorous persons. The gentleman next +pointed to the shovel, appearing to inquire the purpose of his lady's +occupation; while she as evidently parried his interrogatories, +maintaining a demure and sanctified visage as every good woman ought, in +similar cases. Howbeit, she could not forbear looking askew, behind her +spectacles, towards the spot of stubborn turf. All the while, their +figures had a strangeness in them, and it seemed as if some cunning +jeweller had made their golden ornaments of the yellowest of the setting +sunbeams, and that the blue of their garments was brought from the dark +sky near the moon, and that the gentleman's silk waistcoat was the +bright side of a fiery cloud, and the lady's scarlet petticoat a remnant +of the blush of morning,--and that they both were two unrealities of +colored air. But now there was a sudden movement throughout the +multitude. The Squire drew forth a watch as large as the dial on the +famous steeple, looked at the warning hands and got him gone, nor could +his lady tarry; the party at the tavern door took to their heels, headed +by the fat man in the flaming breeches; the tall deacon stalked away +immediately, and the short deacon waddled after, making four steps to +the yard; the mothers called their children about them and set forth, +with a gentle and sad glance behind. Like cloudy fantasies that hurry +by a viewless impulse from the sky, they all were fled, and the wind +rose up and followed them with a strange moaning down the lonely street. +Now whither these people went, is more than may be told; only David and +Esther seemed to see the shadowy splendor of the ancient dame, as she +lingered in the moonshine at the graveyard gate, gazing backward to the +fountain. + +"O Esther! I have had such a dream!" cried David, starting up, and +rubbing his eyes. + +"And I such another!" answered Esther, gaping till her pretty red lips +formed a circle. + +"About an old woman with gold-bowed spectacles," continued David. + +"And a scarlet hoop-petticoat," added Esther. They now stared in each +other's eyes, with great astonishment and some little fear. After a +thoughtful moment or two, David drew a long breath and stood upright. + +"If I live till to-morrow morning," said he, "I'll see what may be +buried between that tree and the spring of water." + +"And why not to-night, David?" asked Esther; for she was a sensible +little girl, and bethought herself that the matter might as well be done +in secrecy. + +David felt the propriety of the remark and looked round for the means of +following her advice. The moon shone brightly on something that rested +against the side of the old house, and, on a nearer view, it proved to +be an iron shovel, bearing a singular resemblance to that which they had +seen in their dreams. He used it with better success than the old +woman, the soil giving way so freely to his efforts, that he had soon +scooped a hole as large as the basin of the spring. Suddenly, he poked +his head down to the very bottom of this cavity. 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