CHAPTER XII.

_A Honeymoon Out Of The Usual Order._

The much heralded Volrees-Seabright marriage is at last a reality, and a

morning train is now bearing the distinguished couple through the

beautiful mountain scenery of the state, en route to an Atlantic

seaport, whence they are to set sail for an extended tour through the

Old World.

As the porter passed through the coach in which Eunice sat, he

recognized her and she likewise recognized him. Eunice perceived that

the porter remembered her and she was glad of it, for it simplified the

work before her.

In order that they both might look directly out of a window Eunice

insisted on taking a seat behind Mr. Volrees. Taking advantage of her

position she wrote the following note.

"MR. PORTER: Enclosed you will find a one hundred dollar note.

For this you must see to it that this train stops after it has

gone a few hundred feet into the long tunnel. Now you had better

do as I tell you or else I will see that you have trouble. You

know that any white woman can have a Negro's life taken at a

word. Beware! Do as I tell you and say nothing to any one!"

The porter took the note and read it with much anxiety. There came to

his mind instance after instance in which white women had given innocent

Negro men great trouble. He had heard how that Negro tramps begging for

food had been greeted by such a show of fear and excitement on the part

of those approached for food that the tramps had been overtaken and

lynched for alleged attempts at heinous offenses, when the real offense

was that of begging for bread. He recalled one case particularly that

took place on a farm adjoining the one on which he was reared.

The father of a girl seriously objected to the attentions being paid his

daughter by a white man, and he cautioned his old faithful Negro servant

to keep a watch upon the movements of the daughter with a view to

preventing an elopement. Seeing that there was not much hope of

outwitting the father without first getting rid of the Negro, the girl

decided to get him out of the way. The Negro was so loyal to his

employer and so faithful in the discharge of his duties that the girl

knew that she could not attack him from that quarter. One morning before

day she was found lying upon the front porch of her home, her dress

covered with blood. When after much effort she finally spoke, she laid a

grave charge at the door of the Negro servant. He was apprehended and a

mob was formed to lynch him. The father of the girl, however, doubted

her story and insisted that the Negro be given a trial. Within a very

few days the girl eloped with the suitor so unacceptable to her father.

After her marriage she testified that the Negro was innocent, that the

blood found on her was the blood of a chicken sprinkled there by herself

and that she concocted the whole story of the outrage to get rid of the

surveillance of the faithful Negro servant.

The perturbed porter canvassed in his mind the stock of alleged facts

circulated secretly among the Negroes setting forth the manner in which

some white women used their unlimited power of life and death over Negro

men, things that may in some age of the world's history come to light.

After thoroughly considering the situation, the porter succumbed to the

temptation and concluded to stop the train according to Eunice's

directions.

Eunice read in the porter's eyes his acquiesence and her spirits rose

high. She was all life and animation and the Hon. H. G. Volrees was

regaling himself with thoughts of his home as the social center of the

life of Washington.

"Let me bring you a drink of water," said Eunice laughingly.

"And where does Southern chivalry take up its abode while you do that?"

asked Volrees.

"In the granting of the first request of a newly made and happy bride,"

said Eunice, playfully pulling Volrees down in his seat and tripping

gaily out to get the water. She used a cup which she had brought along

and into which she had dropped a drug of some sort.

Volrees drank the water suspecting nothing. As the day wore on he found

himself growing very sleepy, but did not associate it with the water

which he had taken. In order to get his business in such shape that he

could leave it, he had not found much time for rest of late and felt

that his tired body was now calling for rest. Eunice arranged a tidy

little pillow for his head and watched him sink into a profound slumber.

Toward nightfall the train reached the designated tunnel. Eunice under

cover of the darkness, incident to passing through the tunnel, went to

the door of the coach without attracting much attention. When the train

made the stop prearranged with the porter, Eunice dropped off of the

coach step and stood with her back pressed against the tunnel wall. The

train soon pulled out, the officials concluding that it was the shrewd

trick of some tramp "riding the blind baggage" (between the baggage and

the express car), who desired an easy way for alighting.

On and on rolled the train bearing the sleeping Mr. Volrees. When he

awoke the sunlight of the day following the one on which he went to

sleep was falling in his face. Tied to his wrist he saw a letter.

Looking about for Eunice and missing her, he concluded that she was

playing some joke, and with a smile he took the note from his wrist and

read:

"DEAR MR. VOLREES: Pray act sensibly in this trying period that

has come in your life. Think well before you act. I am a

sincere friend of yours and really like you. Now it will pay

you to do just as I am going to tell you to do. Continue your

journey to the Old World. From each point mapped out for a

sojourn send back the appropriate letter from the batch which I

have written and am leaving with you. I have read much of the

places which we have planned to visit and I am sure that my

letters have enough of local color to pass for letters written

on the scene. Send these letters back to be passed around and

read by my friends.

"In some foreign country telegraph back that I am dead. Your

ingenuity can supply the details. By this time mother knows all

and will join me in my advice to you. When you return to this

country come as a widower and enjoy the money which comes to

you through your marriage with me. By all that is sacred in

earth and in heaven, I swear that I shall ever remain dead to

you and will in no way directly or indirectly cross your path.

Nor shall any one save my mother know that I am alive and she

shall never see or hear from me again.

"EUNICE."

It was not long before Mr. Volrees was handed a telegram which read as

follows:

"For God's sake do as the girl directs. So much is involved!

"ARABELLE SEABRIGHT."

[Illustration: "What do they take me to be, a knight errant of hell and

a simpleton withal? I swear by every shining star that I

shall probe to the bottom of this matter if it shakes the

foundations of the earth,' said he."

(86-87.)]

The Hon. H. G. Volrees' wrath knew no bounds. "What do they take me to

be, a knight errant of hell and a simpleton withal? I swear by every

shining star that I shall probe to the bottom of this matter if it

shakes the foundations of the earth," said he. He took the first train

back to Almaville, his spirit crushed within him, though he bore his

sorrow with an outward calm. He utterly refused to discuss the affair,

as did also Mrs. Seabright. Almaville society had not received so

profound a shock since the unexplained course of Sam Houston in

returning his young bride to her parents and disappearing among the

Indians.

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