Lewis Rand

volution it had been the scene of a raid of Tarleton's and a camp of detention for British prisoners. It was the county seat to which three successive presidents

ago, slight enough in size to suit the genius for temp

e. The Swan allured the gentlefolk of the county, the coach-and-four people, Jehus of light curricles, and riders of blooded horses. The Eagle had the stage-coach patronag

n the sunshine. At stated intervals, however, it awoke, and the drowsy town with it. Once awake, both b

was of great interest to the county, and the motto of both parties was "No malingering!" Early in the morning, by the Three-Notched Road, the Barracks Road, and the Secretary's Road, through the shady Thoroughfare, over the misty Rivanna, the Hardware, and the Rapidan, the county b

sts refreshed themselves. To the left of the gate, upon the trampled grass beneath a mulberry, appeared other punch-bowls, and in addition a barrel of whiskey, ready broached for all good Democrat-Republicans. The sunny street was filled with horses, vehicles, and

m end to end, and on the high window-sills beneath the long green blinds, the people pushed and shoved and stoo

e-men, heelers with tallies, vociferous well-wishers, and prophets of victory, and a few, a very few, personal and private friends. On the other hand, strongly gathering and impatiently awaiting their candidate, his foes gloomed upon him. Everywhere was a bu

ion. His dress was plain but good, worn with a certain sober effect, an "it pleases me," that rendered silk and fine ruffles superfluous. He was listening to a wide-girthed tavern-keeper and old soldier of the Revolution's

ewis Rand, a born speaker and familiar with his audience, was at no loss. "I thank you, Mr. Fagg! May your shadow never grow less! The old county-Mr. Jefferson's county, gentlemen-may b

ack Cockade! Black Cockade! The party of Washington-Washington forever!-

has arrived," anno

a man from a windowsill. "Stand up

e attachment between these two brothers was very strong; it was to be seen in every glance that passed between them, in every tone of voice used by each to the other. The elder playe

d, and greeted his opponent. The two touched

, I am very well. You

swered Rand. "This morning I have rid

I rode from Fonten

, the ugly mantle would slip from the braced athlete, but at the moment he felt his disadvantage. Subtly and slowly, released from some deep, central tarn of his most secret self, a vapour of distaste and dislike began to darken the cells of clear thought. As a boy he had admired and envied Ludwell Cary; for

implicity, "Thank you, Fair!" The Republican candidate looked attentively at the young man. The spirit and the fire, subdued in the elder br

ell Cary!" cried the sheriff. The Federalists applauded, the Republicans groaned, the tallymen took note, and C

eyton!" came a voice. "I vote,

other, "and there's a ki

in a third. "The best shot in the count

committee-man; and the sheriff, "Gent

hands, yellow as old ivory. The entire figure was fantastic, even a little grotesque, though after a pleasant fashion. In a mincing voice and with a strong French accent, M. Achille Pincornet, dancing-mast

vote!" cried the m

te is challenged!"

ntlemen! Your rea

ited States! He is not even a citizen of the French Repub

ouse well known in Gascony! If I left France, I left it to find a gre

er and lower sort of Republicans. "But you do serve, Mr

the Carys? They

coats still wo

Caper all you please on a waxed fl

twelve years in Albemarle! We have no more respected, no more esteemed citizen. His vote's as good

is henchman a sec

which the 'Well-born' are so proud. Show your papers, Mr. Pincornet. If

"That's right, Mr. Mocket. Let m

have no papers!"

the abhorred year of '92, with tears of rage in my eyes! I came to this land, where, seeing that I must eat, and that my dancing was always admired, I said to myself, 'T'enez, Achille

ed the sheriff, "but you have no vote

"I want to ask you about a gentleman of your name whom I had the hon

ring the Terror hidden under a load of hay, his son driving in a blouse and r

le, welcomed impetuously the wave of Federalists which that rumour brought in from the yard and street. "Ha, Mr. Gilmer, Mr. Carter, yo

, grown articulate in the French Revolution, and now full swing toward majority. When thrown, the Democrat-Republicans rose from the earth like Ant?us. Much of the gentle blood and many of the prominent men of the county voted for Lewis Rand. Jefferson's personal following of friends and kinsmen was la

ains. At ten o'clock Lewis Rand was again well ahead, but at this hour there was a sharp rally of the Federalists. A cheering from without announced the arriv

Oho! Oho!" sang out a wag

ed a Scot from the galle

polls!" shouted the sheriff. "Colo

Cary, for a gentleman and a patriot, sir, and may

chill votes for Mr. Ludwell Cary! Major

Mr. Sheriff?" said the Maj

orm. "Colonel Dick, Major Edward, I thank you both. May I deserve you

cried Colonel Dick. "Here's a re

added Major Edward. "I don

ed Cary, and Mr. Tom Mocke

ose; it's a tu

said Fairfax Cary. "It's a

the act of voting, both heard, and both looked his way. Ludwell Cary knit his brows, and meetin

that vote!" cried Major Edward Chu

"It's a lie! Lewis, tell them it's a lie! Major Churchill,

ng shoes in the penitentiary! Mr. Sheriff, you should really have th

sts should wish to gain time,-they are leagued with old Time,-but I protest against their gaining it by such means. This is not a matter of parties; it is a matter of a man being held innocent till he is proved guilty. A hundred men here can testify as to the verdict in this case. Mr. Mocket, gentlemen-" He paused and reg

of the uproar. "Richmond now, then Washington

lows!" growled Majo

Mr. Jefferson gained Louisiana, but 'twill take a st

in the blood. Under the locusts to the right of the gate Federalists apostrophized Washington, lauded Hamilton, the Judiciary, and the beauty of the English Constitution, denounced the French, denounced the Louisiana Purchase, denounced the Man of the People, and his every tool and parasite, and lifted to the skies the name of Ludwell Cary. To the left

rom much speaking, nor an undercurrent of consciousness that there were, after all, more parties than two, more principles than those they advocated, more colours than black and white, more epithets than hero and villain. They must act in their moment, and accept its excitement. A colour burned in their

y used the buttoned foil with polished ease. Rand's manner was less assured; there was something antique and laboured in his determined grasp at the amenities of the occasion. It was the only heaviness. To the o

e polls were reopened, men returned to them flushed with drink and in the temper for a quarrel, the Republicans boisterous over a foreseen victory, the Federalists peppery from defeat. In the yard the constable had to part belligerents, in the courtroom the excit

ra, ?a ir

ou did, the very day that Mr. Jefferson-

man-he deserted

ourth, in the y

gagement near to

as seen the mammoth and c

Hey, my man, don't you mis

o his opponent. "Mr. Rand, do you remember that frosty morning, long ago, when you and I first met? I came

red Rand. "I remembe

t to do in the world. We hardly foresaw this day." "It is not

e took a glass of wine from a passing servant and put it to his lips, "To anoth

at I shall care for it! That's a handsome youth, your brother-and

folk!" cried a voice. "They

n standing just without the open door rested his long musket against the wall and advanced to the polls. "La

't an Albemarle man!-He's a Kentuck-He's a Louisianian-He's a subjec

n the great rivers, and I've friends in Kentucky, and I hunt where the hunting's good, but when I want to vote I come back to my own county where I was born, and where I grew up among you all, and where I've yet

t golden light of the afternoon there was a strong and sudden muster of Republicans. From all directions stragglers appeared, voice after voice proclaiming for the man who, regarded at first as merely a pr

the polls closed, and the sheriff proclaim

pril dusk, and men were eager to be at home, seated at their supper-tables, going over the day with captured friends and telling the women the news. On wheels, on horseback or afoot,

them to the best of his ability. Young Fairfax Cary, standing by, twisting his riding-whip with angry fingers, curled his lip at the self-made man's awkwardness of phrase. Rand saw the smile, but went on with his speech. Colone

ry. "Thank you, I'll gladly spend the night at Fonten

ajor Edward. "And after supper Jacqueline

hill," said Rand. "Good-evening,

es," said Fairfax Cary, his back to t

Well, my niece Unity is a pleasing minx-yes, by gad! Miss D

nd took the road. The Republicans whom they left behind had a few moments of laughter and jubila

Rand?" cried one. "Mrs. Randolph expects you-sh

here's all this business to talk over-and

a third. "No end of jolly fell

are for me to-night. Present, if you will, my humble services to Mrs. Randolph and the young ladies. By the same token I cannot go with you, Mr. Carr, nor

aid good-bye, and watched the gentlemen who had given him their support ride cheerfully away toward the light of home. He himself was waiting for Adam Gaudylock, who was going with him to M