Tales of the Chesapeake

abel Blake walk down Pennsylvania Avenue with the pensive air of a man whose heart had been broken. The Honorable Perkiomen supposed

with Elk MacNair, and no great fondness for him; but, being well informed as to the positive, combative traits of character in Arthu

r family brought to pass; yet such was his reverence for the Dunlevys and so great his antagonism to the Washington Lobby that he was half inclined

unlevy; and the Judge, who was somewhat past the prime of life, plunged into a long story about Ross Valley and its early settlement, speaking much of the time with his eyes closed in a sort of half reverie, while Jabel, who occupied a seat nearer to the library, was meantime overhearing a conversation between Kate Dunlevy and young Elk MacNair, who had followed hard upon Jabel's heels. The old Judge meantime, used to their voices, paused only to remark that he though

importance to me at this juncture, before our marriage. My brother is a man of power, but of narrow views, an

the arbiter and your happiness

MacNair; "and the issue is a matter of character. It is a matt

he was a witness of some subsidiary endearments, besides, which softened his indignation agains

and an obstinate one. I know the matter of your difference. If you do not yield, Arthur MacNair will keep his word! You

bout. I told my brother that I would blow my own head off if

ing a false part and Arthur a true one. He fought his campaign against the c

a boy," said Elk MacNair; "

ian soldier, truer to his alleg

ed his stature for money, has no right to be my chaplain, Jabel Blake! You have grown rich like a scavenger. What matter if I bring down fo

rift and honest toil is above your power to insult it. You can neither repel me nor break your brother's

avy, deliberate gait, and left