CHAPTER XX

I had much to do, and work kept me from brooding. It was three days

after I had gone to find Reverdy that he came to see me, bringing

Douglas. My first words to Reverdy were concerning Zoe; but Douglas at

once took a hand in that subject. She would either turn up after a

little wandering about the country or she was gone for good. If she had

met her death it would be known by now, in all probability. I could be

sure that she knew better than to go south. Her likely destination was

Canada, or northern Illinois. There was much going on in Chicago to

attract an adventurous girl. Should I not go there for her? But it was

only a chance that I would find her. What of her property, her

interests? Let them rest until an emergency arose.

In truth Reverdy and Douglas had not come to see me about Zoe, but to

enlist my support in Douglas' ambition to go to the legislature. Douglas

was now twenty-three years of age. He had been in Illinois just three

years. During that time he had become a lawyer, had had the law changed

so as to be appointed state's attorney. He had only held that office

from February to April of this year, when he had organized a convention

at Vandalia to choose delegates to the national convention for next

year. He had fought down opposition to the convention system; he had

successfully managed a county convention in which he had been nominated

for the legislature. Now he was out upon the stump, speaking in behalf

of state policies like canals and railroads; and there was the question

too of removing the state capital from Vandalia to Springfield, which

might constitute a leverage for a vote for internal improvements.

Douglas was in favor of both. While slave interests were seeking land

for cotton, the agrarian interests in Illinois were awake to the need of

transportation facilities and markets. As I had wheat and corn to sell

besides cattle and hogs, and would have them in increasing quantities, I

should use my influence in behalf of these measures and in behalf of

Douglas, who had a vision of their need and a practical mind for

securing them. Douglas did not hesitate on the matter of internal

improvements. He believed that they should be made by the state. That

obviated the centralization flowing from national aid. Let Illinois use

its own resources for building canals and railroads. Let the state's

credit be pledged. What state had greater natural riches? The Illinois

and Michigan canal must be completed. The rivers must be made navigable.

At least two railroads must be constructed, which should cross the state

from north to south, and from east to west. The credit of the state must

be pledged for a loan of money; and the interest on the loan should be

paid by the sales of the land, which Illinois had been granted by the

Federal government for the canal.

Douglas was full of youthful enthusiasm for this work of building up

the state. I could see his great energies moving like a restless tide

through them as he talked these projects over with Reverdy and me. I was

only too glad to lend him my help. It was to my interest. I trusted his

judgment, too. I saw moderation and wisdom in his policies.

Already it was apparent that Douglas stood upon no idealistic

immovability when the main thing was at stake. And hence, when the bill

which was brought in on the subject of railroads, appropriated the money

for eight railroads instead of Douglas' two, and bestowed consolations

here and there to counties in order to get their support, Douglas showed

his reluctance, but gave his vote. The state capital was moved to

Springfield as a part of the give and take of logrolling.

But on the occasion of this call Douglas stood for a very moderate

program, as I have already said. When he was elected and had legislative

power he surrendered his moderation in order to get the railroads. In

fact the people were moving in this direction; there was much

magnificent dreaming and hazardous experimentation and the general

result could not be prevented.

I had gone to see Reverdy, partly to inquire about Zoe, partly with the

hope that I could gain help as to Dorothy. Now he had come to me with

Douglas; and all the talk was of politics, with no chance to draw

Reverdy aside for a private word. When they arose to leave Reverdy took

my hand. His eyes grew wonderfully deep and sympathetic. Then with a

slap upon my back and a congratulation that I would help Douglas, the

two departed.

Then I began to think whether I should write Dorothy. Yes, her letter

demanded some reply. As I sat down to write, Dorothy's view became mine

in a flood of emotion of love's willingness to sacrifice. And I wrote:

"Dear Dorothy: The only thing I can say in my own behalf is that I found

myself suddenly placed in this position as Zoe's brother, without

understanding, or only understanding gradually what it meant to me, or

would mean to any one else. I have been learning all of these things;

and your letter makes them clear to me. I did not come straight home but

went to New Orleans; and your letter had been here some days when I

returned. I must tell you that Zoe disappeared in my absence. I don't

know where and cannot learn. I am fearful for her; and there are many

possible complications. But I am powerless to do anything at this time.

She may never return. She may fall into strange hands and make some new

relations which will come back upon me and upon any one I cared for with

embarrassing results. I am in a position where I can make no assurances.

I feel like asking you to forgive me for causing you any suffering or

anxiety. I should not have asked you to marry me. It was thoughtless;

but I could not with my experience and knowledge of things understand

all that my request might mean. As you are Reverdy's sister I can't help

but feel a tender and protecting interest in you, whatever may come of

it. And I hope life may deal with both of us in such a way that any harm

I have done you will be overcome by some good that I may be to you. And

without asking to see you again I still keep the hope that fate will be

good enough to let me meet you sometime when a clasp of the hand will be

welcome to you and with no consequences that are not pleasant."

And then I sealed the letter for mailing and retired; but not to sleep,

rather to turn restlessly for some hours in the night.

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