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The Fortunes of Oliver Horn
by F。 Hopkinson Smith
I DEDICATE THIS BOOK TO THE MEMORY OF
〃THE MAN OF ALL OTHERS ABOUT KENNEDY
SQUARE MOST BELOVED； AND THE MAN OF ALL
OTHERS LEAST UNDERSTOODRICHARD HORN；
THE DISTINGUISHED INVENTOR。〃
F。H。S。
CHAPTER I
THE OLD HOUSE IN KENNEDY SQUARE
Kennedy Square； in the late fifties； was a place of birds and trees and flowers； of rude stone benches； sagging arbors smothered in vines； and cool dirt…paths bordered by sweet…smelling box。 Giant magnolias filled the air with their fragrance； and climbing roses played hide and seek among the railings of the rotting fence。 Along the shaded walks laughing boys and girls romped all day； with hoop and ball； attended by old black mammies in white aprons and gayly colored bandannas； while in the more secluded corners； sheltered by protecting shrubs； happy lovers sat and talked； tired wayfarers rested with hats off； and staid old gentlemen read by the hour； their noses in their books。
Outside of all this color； perfume； and old…time charm； outside the grass…line and the rickety wooden fence that framed them in； ran an uneven pavement splashed with cool shadows and stained with green mould。 Here； in summer； the watermelon…man stopped his cart； and here； in winter； upon its broken bricks； old Moses unhooked his bucket of oysters and ceased for a moment his droning call。
On the shady side of the square； and half…hidden in ivy； was a Noah's Ark church； topped by a quaint belfry holding a bell that had not rung for years； and faced by a clock…dial all weather…stains and cracks； around which travelled a single rusty hand。 In its shadow to the right lay the home of the Archdeacon； a stately mansion with Corinthian columns reaching to the roof and surrounded by a spacious garden filled with damask roses and bushes of sweet syringa。 To the left crouched a row of dingy houses built of brick； their iron balconies hung in flowering vines； the windows glistening with panes of wavy glass purpled by age。
On the sunny side of the square； opposite the church； were more houses； high and low； one all garden； filled with broken…nosed statues hiding behind still more magnolias； and another all veranda and honeysuckle； big rocking…chairs and swinging hammocks； and still others with porticos curtained by white jasmine or Virginia creeper。
Half…way down this stretch of sunshineand what a lovely stretch it wasthere had stood for years a venerable mansion with high chimneys； sloping roof； and quaint dormer…windows； shaded by a tall sycamore that spread its branches far across the street。 Two white marble steps guarded by old…fashioned iron railings led up to the front door； which bore on its face a silver…plated knocker； inscribed in letters of black with the name Of its owner〃Richard Horn。〃 All three； the door； the white marble steps； and the silver…plated knockernot to forget the round silver knobs ornamenting the newel posts of the railings were kept as bright as the rest of the family plate by that most loyal of servants； old Malachi； who daily soused the steps with soap and water； and then brought to a phenomenal polish the knocker； bell…pull； and knobs by means of fuller's…earth； turpentine； hard breathing； and the vigorous use of a buckskin rag。
If this weazened…faced； bald…headed old darky； resplendent in white shirt…sleeves； green baize apron； and never…ceasing smile of welcome； happened to be engaged in this cleansing and polishing processand it occurred every morningand saw any friend of his master approaching； he would begin removing his pail and brushes and throwing wide the white door before the visitor reached the house； would there await his coming； bent double in profound salutation。 Indeed； whenever Malachi had charge of the front steps he seldom stood upright； so constantly was he occupied by reason of his master's large acquaintancein either crooking his back in the beginning of a bow； or straightening it up in the ending of one。
To one and all inquiries for Mr。 Horn his answer during the morning hours was invariably the same：
〃Yes； sah； Marse Richard's in his li'l room wrastlin' wid his machine； I reckon。 He's in dar now； sah〃 this with another low bow； and then slowly recovering his perpendicular with eyes fixed on the retreating figure； so as to be sure there was no further need of his services； he would resume his work； drenching the steps again with soap…suds or rubbing away on the door…plate or door…pull； stopping every other moment to blow his breath on the polished surface。
When； however； someone asked for young Oliver； the inventor's only son； the reply was by no means so definite； although the smile was a trifle broader and the bow； if anything； a little more profound。
〃Marse Oliver； did you say； sah？ Dat's a difficult question； sah。 Fo' Gawd I ain't seen him since breakfas'。 You might look into Jedge Ellicott's office if you is gwine downtown； whar dey do say he's studyin' law； an' if he ain't daran' I reckon he ain'tden you might drap in on Mister Crocker； whar Marse Oliver's paintin' dem pictures； an' if he ain't dar； den fo…sho he's wid some o' do young ladies； but which one de Lawd only knows。 Marse Oliver's like the rabbit； sahhe don't leab no tracks；〃 and Malachi would hold his sides in a chuckle of so suffocating a nature that it would have developed into apoplexy in a less wrinkled and emaciated person。
Inside of the front door of this venerable mansion ran a wide hall bare of everything but a solid mahogany hat…rack and table with glass mirror and heavy haircloth settee； over which； suspended from the ceiling； hung a curious eight…sided lantern； its wick replaced with a modern gas…burner。 Above were the bedrooms； reached by a curved staircase guarded by spindling mahogany bannisters with slender hand…rail a staircase so pure in style and of so distinguished an air that only maidens in gowns and slippers should have tripped down its steps； and only cavaliers in silk stockings and perukes have waited below for their hands。
Level with the bare hall； opened two highly polished mahogany doors； which led respectively into the drawing…room and library； their windows draped in red damask and their walls covered with family portraits。 All about these rooms stood sofas studded with brass nails； big easy…chairs upholstered in damask； and small tables piled high with magazines and papers。 Here and there； between the windows； towered a bookcase crammed with well…bound volumes reaching clear to the ceiling。 In the centre of each room was a broad mantel sheltering an open fireplace； and on cold days and there were some pretty cold days about Kennedy Squaretwo roaring wood…fires dispensed comfort； the welcoming blaze of each reflected in the shining brass fire…irons and fenders。
Adjoining the library was the dining…room with its well…rubbed mahogany table； straight…backed chairs； and old sideboard laden with family silver； besides a much…coveted mahogany cellaret containing some of that very rare Madeira for which the host was famous。 Here were more easy…chairs and more portraitsone of Major Horn； who fell at Yorktown； in cocked hat and epaulets； and two others in mob…caps and ruffles both ancient grandmothers of long ago。
The 〃li'l room ob Marse Richard；〃 to which in the morning Malachi directed all his master's visitors； was in an old…fashioned one…story out…house； with a sloping roof； that nestled under the shade of a big tulip… tree in the back yarda cool； damp； brick…paved old yard； shut in between high walls mantled with ivy and Virginia creeper and capped by rows of broken bottles sunk in mortar。 This out…building had once served as servants' quarters； and it still had the open fireplace and broad hearth before which many a black mammy had toasted the toes of her pickaninnies； as well as the trap…door in the ceiling leading to the loft where they had slept。 Two windows which peered out from under bushy eyebrows of tangled honeysuckle gave the only light； a green…painted wooden door； which swung level with the moist bricks； the only entrance。
It was at this green…painted wooden door that you would have had to knock to find the man of all others ab
