the closing of the —— congress was not unlike the closing of the several preceding congresses. there was the same unbusiness-like, impractical haste; the same hurried, unjust, and utterly inadequate adjustment of unfinished, ill-digested business, that would not have been tolerated for a moment by the sovereign people in any private interest they controlled. there were frauds rushed through; there were long-suffering, righteous demands shelved; there were honest, unpaid debts dishonored by scant appropriations; there were closing scenes which only the saving sense of american humor kept from being utterly vile. the actors, the legislators themselves, knew it, and laughed at it; the commentators, the press, knew it and laughed at it; the audience, the great american people, knew it and laughed at it. and nobody for an instant conceived that it ever, under any circumstances, might be otherwise.
the claim of roscommon was among the unfinished business. the claimant himself, haggard, pathetic, importunate, and obstinate, was among the unfinished business. various congressmen, more or less interested in the success of the claim, were among the unfinished business. the member from fresno, who had changed his derringer for a speech against the claimant, was among the unfinished business. the gifted gashwiler, uneasy in his soul over certain other unfinished business in the shape of his missing letters, but dropping oil and honey as he mingled with his brothers, was king of misrule and lord of the unfinished business. pretty mrs. hopkinson, prudently escorted by her husband, but imprudently ogled by admiring congressmen, lent the charm of her presence to the finishing of unfinished business. one or two editors, who had dreams of a finished financial business, arising out of unfinished business, were there also, like ancient bards, to record with paean or threnody the completion of unfinished business. various unclean birds, scenting carrion in unfinished business, hovered in the halls or roosted in the lobby.
the lower house, under the tutelage of the gifted gashwiler, drank deeply of roscommon and his intoxicating claim, and passed the half-empty bottle to the senate as unfinished business. but, alas! in the very rush, and storm, and tempest of the unfinishing business, an unlooked-for interruption arose in the person of a great senator whose power none could oppose, whose right to free and extended utterance at all times none could gainsay. a claim for poultry, violently seized by the army of sherman during his march through georgia, from the hen-coop of an alleged loyal irishman, opened a constitutional question, and with it the lips of the great senator.
for seven hours he spoke eloquently, earnestly, convincingly. for seven hours the old issues of party and policy were severally taken up and dismissed in the old forcible rhetoric that had early made him famous. interruptions from other senators, now forgetful of unfinished business, and wild with reanimated party zeal; interruptions from certain senators mindful of unfinished business, and unable to pass the roscommon bottle, only spurred him to fresh exertion. the tocsin sounded in the senate was heard in the lower house. highly-excited members congregated at the doors of the senate, and left unfinished business to take care of itself.
left to itself for seven hours, unfinished business gnashed its false teeth and tore its wig in impotent fury in corridor and hall. for seven hours the gifted gashwiler had continued the manufacture of oil and honey, whose sweetness, however, was slowly palling upon the congressional lip; for seven hours roscommon and friends beat with impatient feet the lobby, and shook fists, more or less discolored, at the distinguished senator. for seven hours the one or two editors were obliged to sit and calmly compliment the great speech which that night flashed over the wires of a continent with the old electric thrill. and, worse than all, they were obliged to record with it the closing of the —— congress, with more than the usual amount of unfinished business.
a little group of friends surrounded the great senator with hymns of praise and congratulations. old adversaries saluted him courteously as they passed by with the respect of strong men. a little woman with a shawl drawn over her shoulders, and held with one small brown hand, approached him timidly:
“i speak not the english well,” she said gently, “but i have read much. i have read in the plays of your shakspeare. i would like to say to you the words of rosalind to orlando when he did fight: 'sir you have wrestled well, and have overthrown more than your enemies.'” and with these words she was gone.
yet not so quickly but that pretty mrs. hopkinson, coming,—as victrix always comes to victor, to thank the great senator, albeit the faces of her escorts were shrouded in gloom,—saw the shawled figure disappear.
“there,” she said, pinching wiles mischievously, “there! that's the woman you were afraid of. look at her. look at that dress. ah, heavens! look at that shawl. didn't i tell you she had no style?”
“who is she?” said wiles sullenly.
“carmen de haro, of course,” said the lady vivaciously. “what are you hurrying away so for? you're absolutely pulling me along.”
mr. wiles had just caught sight of the travel-worn face of royal thatcher among the crowd that thronged the stair-case. thatcher appeared pale and distrait: mr. harlowe, his counsel, at his side, rallied him.
“no one would think you had just got a new lease of your property, and escaped a great swindle. what's the matter with you? miss de haro passed us just now. it was she who spoke to the senator. why did you not recognize her?”
“i was thinking,” said thatcher gloomily.
“well, you take things coolly! and certainly you are not very demonstrative towards the woman who saved you to-day. for, as sure as you live, it was she who drew that speech out of the senator.”
thatcher did not reply, but moved away. he had noticed carmen de haro, and was about to greet her with mingled pleasure and embarrassment. but he had heard her compliment to the senator, and this strong, preoccupied, automatic man, who only ten days before had no thought beyond his property, was now thinking more of that compliment to another than of his success; and was beginning to hate the senator who had saved him, the lawyer who stood beside him, and even the little figure that had tripped down the steps unconscious of him.
