Elinor Wyllys-1 [75]
perhaps, than at midsummer; for the heat was no longer parching, and the September showers had washed away the dust, and brought out the green grass again. Harry had become interested in the conversation, and was particularly agreeable; Miss Agnes was pleased with his remarks, and Elinor thought she had never passed a pleasanter morning; she was little aware that it was to be followed by many anxious, painful days.
They landed, as usual, at the boat-house; and the ladies prepared to walk slowly across the lawn, while Harry secured the boat and oars. As they approached the house, they were surprised to see several of the servants collected on the piazza, listening so intently to a lad that they did not see the ladies. Old Hetty, a superannuated negro cook, who had lived all her life in the family, was wringing her hands and wiping her eyes with her apron; while Mammy Sarah, Elinor's former nurse, a respectable white woman, was talking to the boy.
Elinor quickened her pace, and hastened before her aunt, to inquire into the cause of this distress.
"What is it, Mammy?" she asked, on reaching the piazza. "What is the matter?"
"Oh, dearie me; Miss Elly, Miss Elly!" exclaimed old Hetty; with a fresh burst of tears.
"Tell us--Hetty--Mammy--what has happened?" said Miss Wyllys, as she approached.
"Oh, Miss Aggess, Miss Aggess--dreadful news!" said the old negro woman, burying her face in her apron.
"My father?" asked Miss Agnes, faintly, and trembling with alarm.
"No, ma'am," said Mammy Sarah, looking very sad, however; "Mr. Wyllys is very well, and we were hoping he would come in before you, so that we could get at the truth."
"Let us hear what you have to say, at once, Mammy," continued Miss Agnes, anxiously.
"Billy, here, has brought bad news from Longbridge."
"Dreadful news!" interposed old Hetty. "Oh, Miss Aggess! Billy say Miss Jane--"
"What is it?--Speak plainly!" cried Miss Wyllys.
"There's an accident happened to the steamboat," added Mammy.
"B'iler bust--dearie me--Miss Jane's scall to death!" exclaimed Hetty.
A cry of horror burst from Elinor and her aunt, and they turned towards Mammy Sarah.
"I hope it isn't quite so bad, ma'am," said Mammy; "but Billy says the steamboat boiler did really burst after she had got only half a mile from the wharf."
A second sufficed for Miss Agnes and Elinor to remember Hetty's fondness for marvels and disasters, and they hoped ardently that the present account might be exaggerated. They turned to the boy: "What had he heard?" "Whom had he seen?" Billy reported that he had seen the boat himself; that he had heard the cries from her decks, which the people in the street thought had come from some horses on board, that must have been scalded; that another boat had gone out to the Longbridge steamer, and had towed her to a wharf a few rods from the spot where the accident happened; that he had seen, himself, a man on horseback, coming for the doctor; and the people told him five horses had been killed, two men badly hurt, and Mr. Graham's eldest daughter was scalded so badly that she was not expected to live.
Miss Wyllys's anxiety increased on hearing the boy's story; she ordered the carriage instantly, determined that under any circumstances, it would be best to go to Longbridge at once, either to discover the truth, or to assist Mrs. Graham in nursing Jane, if she were really badly injured. At this moment, Harry returned from the boat-house.
"What is the matter?" he exclaimed, springing up the piazza steps, and looking round upon the sad and anxious faces.
"We have heard bad news from Longbridge," said Miss Wyllys; but before she could explain herself, old Hetty burst into tears again, and turning to Hazlehurst, exclaimed:
"Oh, Massa Harry!--dreadful news!--Miss Jane scall to death in steamboat!"
Miss Wyllys was so much struck with the effect of these words on Harry, that for an instant she forgot to say "she trusted the story had been exaggerated." Hazlehurst lost all colour--stood speechless and motionless for a moment. Elinor
They landed, as usual, at the boat-house; and the ladies prepared to walk slowly across the lawn, while Harry secured the boat and oars. As they approached the house, they were surprised to see several of the servants collected on the piazza, listening so intently to a lad that they did not see the ladies. Old Hetty, a superannuated negro cook, who had lived all her life in the family, was wringing her hands and wiping her eyes with her apron; while Mammy Sarah, Elinor's former nurse, a respectable white woman, was talking to the boy.
Elinor quickened her pace, and hastened before her aunt, to inquire into the cause of this distress.
"What is it, Mammy?" she asked, on reaching the piazza. "What is the matter?"
"Oh, dearie me; Miss Elly, Miss Elly!" exclaimed old Hetty; with a fresh burst of tears.
"Tell us--Hetty--Mammy--what has happened?" said Miss Wyllys, as she approached.
"Oh, Miss Aggess, Miss Aggess--dreadful news!" said the old negro woman, burying her face in her apron.
"My father?" asked Miss Agnes, faintly, and trembling with alarm.
"No, ma'am," said Mammy Sarah, looking very sad, however; "Mr. Wyllys is very well, and we were hoping he would come in before you, so that we could get at the truth."
"Let us hear what you have to say, at once, Mammy," continued Miss Agnes, anxiously.
"Billy, here, has brought bad news from Longbridge."
"Dreadful news!" interposed old Hetty. "Oh, Miss Aggess! Billy say Miss Jane--"
"What is it?--Speak plainly!" cried Miss Wyllys.
"There's an accident happened to the steamboat," added Mammy.
"B'iler bust--dearie me--Miss Jane's scall to death!" exclaimed Hetty.
A cry of horror burst from Elinor and her aunt, and they turned towards Mammy Sarah.
"I hope it isn't quite so bad, ma'am," said Mammy; "but Billy says the steamboat boiler did really burst after she had got only half a mile from the wharf."
A second sufficed for Miss Agnes and Elinor to remember Hetty's fondness for marvels and disasters, and they hoped ardently that the present account might be exaggerated. They turned to the boy: "What had he heard?" "Whom had he seen?" Billy reported that he had seen the boat himself; that he had heard the cries from her decks, which the people in the street thought had come from some horses on board, that must have been scalded; that another boat had gone out to the Longbridge steamer, and had towed her to a wharf a few rods from the spot where the accident happened; that he had seen, himself, a man on horseback, coming for the doctor; and the people told him five horses had been killed, two men badly hurt, and Mr. Graham's eldest daughter was scalded so badly that she was not expected to live.
Miss Wyllys's anxiety increased on hearing the boy's story; she ordered the carriage instantly, determined that under any circumstances, it would be best to go to Longbridge at once, either to discover the truth, or to assist Mrs. Graham in nursing Jane, if she were really badly injured. At this moment, Harry returned from the boat-house.
"What is the matter?" he exclaimed, springing up the piazza steps, and looking round upon the sad and anxious faces.
"We have heard bad news from Longbridge," said Miss Wyllys; but before she could explain herself, old Hetty burst into tears again, and turning to Hazlehurst, exclaimed:
"Oh, Massa Harry!--dreadful news!--Miss Jane scall to death in steamboat!"
Miss Wyllys was so much struck with the effect of these words on Harry, that for an instant she forgot to say "she trusted the story had been exaggerated." Hazlehurst lost all colour--stood speechless and motionless for a moment. Elinor