CHAPTER LV.

CONCLUSION.

How saidst thou!-Labor:-why his work is pleasure;

His days are pleasantness, his nights are peace;

He drinks of joys that neither cloy, nor cease,

A well that gushes blessings without measure;

Yea, and to crown the cup of peace with praise,

Both God and man approve his works and ways.

--_Martin F. Tupper._

Early in the spring of the following year a great distinction

awaited Ishmael Worth. Young as he then was, he had won the

admiration and confidence of the greatest statesmen and politicians

of the day. And there were statesmen as well as politicians then.

"There were giants in those days." And from among all the profound

lawyers and learned judges of the country, young Ishmael Worth was

selected by our government as their especial ambassador to the Court

of France, to settle with the French ministry some knotty point of

international law about which the two countries were in danger of

going to war.

Ishmael was to sail in May. His marriage with Bee had been deferred

upon different pretexts by her family; for not very willingly do

parents part with such a daughter as Bee, even to a husband so well

beloved and highly esteemed as Ishmael; and Ishmael and Bee had

reluctantly, but dutifully, submitted to their wishes, but not again

would Ishmael cross the Atlantic without Bee. So, on the 1st of May

they were very quietly married in the parish church that the family

attended. Judge Merlin and his daughter were, of course, invited to

be present at the ceremony; but both sent excuses, with best wishes

for the happiness of the young pair. Not yet could Claudia look

calmly on the marriage of Ishmael and Bee.

On the 7th of May Ishmael and his bride sailed from New York to

Havre, for Paris. There he satisfactorily concluded the important

business upon which he had been sent, and it is supposed to have

been owing to his wise diplomacy alone, under Divine Providence,

that a war was averted, and the disputed question settled upon an

amicable and permanent basis. Having thus performed his mission, he

devoted himself exclusively to his bride. She was presented at the

French court, where her beauty, resplendent now with perfect love

and joy, made a great sensation, even in that court of beauties. She

went to some of the most select and exclusive of the ambassadors'

balls, and everywhere, without seeking or desiring such distinction,

she became the cynosure of all eyes. When the season was over in

Paris they made the tour of Europe, seeing the best that was to be

seen, stopping at all the principal capitals, and, through our

ministers, entering into all the court circles; and everywhere the

handsome person, courtly address, and brilliant intellect of

Ishmael, and the beauty, grace, and amiability of Bee, inspired

admiration and respect. They came last to England. In London they

were the guests of our minister. Here also Bee was presented at

court, where, as elsewhere, her rare loveliness was the theme of

every tongue.

Meanwhile, Claudia, living in widowhood and seclusion, learned all

of Bee's transatlantic triumphs through the "court circulars" and

"fashionable intelligence" of the English papers; and through the

gossiping foreign letter writers of the New York journals; all of

which in a morbid curiosity she took, and in a self-tormenting

spirit studied. In what bitterness of soul she read of all these

triumphs! This was exactly what she had marked out for herself, when

she sold her soul to the fiend, in becoming the wife of Lord

Vincent! And how the fiend had cheated her! Here she was at an

obscure country house, wearing out the days of her youth in hopeless

widowhood and loneliness. This splendid career of Bee was the very

thing to attain which she had sacrificed the struggling young

lawyer, and taken the noble viscount. And now it was that very young

lawyer who introduced his bride to all these triumphs; while that

very viscount had left her to a widowhood of obscurity and reproach!

In eagerly, recklessly, sinfully snatching at these social honors

she had lost them all, while Bee, without seeking or desiring them,

by simply walking forward in her path of love and duty, had found

them in her way. But for her own wicked pride and mental short-

sightedness, she might be occupying that very station now so

gracefully adorned by Bee.

What a lesson it was! Claudia bowed her haughty head and took it

well to heart. "It is bitter, it is bitter; but it is just, and I

accept it. I will learn of it. I cannot be happy; but I can be

dutiful. I have but my father left in this world. I will devote

myself to him and to God," she said, and she kept her word.

There is one incident in the travels of Ishmael and Bee that should

be recorded here, since it concerns a lady(?) that figured rather

conspicuously in this history. The young pair were at Cameron Court,

on a visit to the Countess of Hurstmonceux and Mr. Brudenell, whom

they found enjoying much calm domestic happiness. Making Cameron

Court their headquarters, Ishmael and Bee went on many excursions

through the country and visited many interesting places. Among the

rest, they inspected the model Reformatory Female Prison at

Ballmornock. While they were going through one of the workrooms, Bee

suddenly pressed her husband's arm and whispered:

"Ishmael, dear, observe that poor young woman sitting there binding

shoes. How pretty and lady-like she seems, to be in such a place as

this, poor thing!"

Ishmael looked as desired; and at the same moment the female

prisoner raised her head; and their eyes met.

"Come away, Bee, my darling," said Ishmael, suddenly turn his wife

around and leading her from the room.

"She really seemed to know you, Ishmael," said Bee, as they left the

prison.

"She did, love; it was Mrs. Dugald."

Bee's blue eyes opened wide, in wonder and sorrow, and she walked on

in silence and in thought.

Yes, the female prisoner, in the coarse gray woolen gown and close

white linen cap, who sat on the wooden bench binding shoes, was

Katie's "whited sepulcher." She had been sent first to the

Bridewell, where for a few days she had been very violent and

ungovernable, but she soon learned that her best interests lay in

submission; and for months afterwards she behaved so well that at

length she was sent to the milder Reformatory, to work out her ten

years of penal servitude. Here she was supplied with food, clothing,

and shelter--all of a good, coarse, substantial sort. But she was

compelled to work very steadily all the week, and to hear two good

sermons on Sunday, and as she had never in her life before enjoyed

such excellent moral training as this, let us hope that the

Reformatory really reformed her.

Ishmael and Bee returned home in the early autumn. Almost

immediately upon his arrival in Washington, Ishmael was made

district attorney. The emoluments of this office, added to the

income from his private practice, brought him in a revenue that

justified him in taking an elegant little suburban villa, situated

within its own beautiful grounds and within an easy distance from

his office. Here he lived with Bee, as happy, and making her as

happy, as they both deserved to be.

It was in the third winter of Claudia's widowhood that the health of

her father began to fail. A warmer climate was recommended to him as

the only condition of his prolonged life. He went to Cuba, attended

by Claudia, now his devoted nurse. In that more genial atmosphere

his health improved so much that he entered moderately into the

society of the capital, and renewed some of his old acquaintance. He

found that Philip Tourneysee had succeeded at last in winning the

heart of the pretty Creole widow, Senora Donna Eleanora Pacheco, to

whom he had been married a year. He met again that magnificent old

grandee of Castile, Senor Don Filipo Martinez, Marquis de la Santo

Espirito, who at first sight became an ardent admirer of Claudia,

and the more the Castilian nobleman of this pale pensive beauty, the

more he admired her; and the more he observed her devotion to her

father, the more he esteemed her. At length he formally proposed to

her and was accepted. And at about the same time the marquis

received the high official appointment he had been so long

expecting. Claudia, in marrying him, became the wife of the Captain

General of Cuba, and the first lady on the island. But, mark you!

she had not sought nor expected this distinction. She simply found

it in the performance of her duties; and if she did not love her

stately husband with the ardor of her youth, she admired and revered

him. In his private life she made him a good wife; in his public

career an intelligent counselor; in everything a faithful companion.

Judge Merlin spent all his winters with them in Havana; and all his

summers at Tanglewood, taken care of by Katie.

A few words about the other characters of our story.

Old Mrs. Brudenell and her daughters vegetated on at Brudenell Hall,

in a monotony that was broken by only three incidents in as many

years. The first was the death of poor Eleanor, whose worthless

husband had died of excess some months before; the second incident

was the marriage of Elizabeth Brudenell to the old pastor of her

parish, who repented of his celibacy because he had become infirm,

and took a wife because he required a nurse; and the third was the

visit of the Countess of Hurstmonceux and Mr. Brudenell, who came

and spent a few months among their friends in America, and then

returned to their delightful home in Scotland.

The Middletons continued to live at The Beacon, but every winter

they spent a month at The Bee-Hive, which was the name of the

Worths' villa; and every summer Ishmael, Bee, and their lovely

little daughter, Nora, passed a few weeks amid the invigorating sea-

breezes at The Beacon.

The professor lived with Ishmael, in the enjoyment of a vigorous and

happy old age.

Reuben and Hannah Gray continued to reside at Woodside, cultivating

the Tanglewood estate and bringing up their two children.

Alfred Burghe was cashiered for "conduct unworthy of an officer and

a gentleman," as the charge against him on his trial set forth; and

he and his brother have passed into forgetfulness.

Sally and Jim were united, of course, and lived as servants at

Tanglewood, where old Katie, as housekeeper, reigned supreme.

What else?

Ishmael loved, prayed, and worked--worked more than ever, for he

knew that though it was hard to win, it was harder to secure fame.

He went on from success to success. He became illustrious.

THE END

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