The Hallam Succession

by Amelia E. Barr

She was weeping unrestrainedly, and Richard let her weep. Such rain softens and fertilizes the soul, and leaves a harvest of blessedness behind. And when the first shock was over, Elizabeth could almost rejoice for the dead; for Antony’s life had been set to extremes—great ambitions and great failures—and few, indeed, are the spirits so finely touched as to walk with even balance between them. Therefore for the mercy that had released him from the trials and temptations of life, there was gratitude to be given, for it was due.

That night, when Martha brought in Elizabeth’s candle, she said: “Martha, my brother is dead. Master Harry is now the young squire. You will see that this is understood by every one.”

“God love him! And may t’ light o’ his countenance be forever on him!”

“And if any ask about Mr. Antony, you may say that he died in Texas.”

“That is where Mrs. Millard lives?”

“Yes, Mrs. Millard lives in Texas. Mr. Antony died of consumption. O, Martha! sit down, I must tell you all about him;” and Elizabeth went over the pitiful story, and talked about it, until both women were weary with weeping. The next morning they hung Antony’s picture between that of his father and mother. It had been taken just after his return from college, in the very first glory of his youthful manhood, and Elizabeth looked fondly at it, and linked it only with memories of their happy innocent childhood, and with the grand self-abnegation of “the dead man’s journey.”

The news of Antony’s death caused a perceptible reaction in popular feeling. The young man, after a hard struggle with adverse fate, had paid the last debt, and the great debt. Good men refrain from judging those who have gone to God’s tribunal. Even his largest creditors evinced a disposition to take, with consideration, their claim, as the estate could pay it; and some willingness to allow at last, “thet Miss Hallam hed done t’ right thing.” The fact of the Whaley Brothers turning her defenders rather confounded them. They had a profound respect for “t’ Whaleys;” and if “t’ Whaleys were for backin’ up Miss Hallam’s ways,” the majority were sure that Miss Hallam’s ways were such as commended themselves to “men as stood firm for t’ law and t’ land o’ England.” With any higher test they did not trouble themselves.

The public recognition of young Harry Hallam as the future squire also gave great satisfaction. After all, no stranger and foreigner was to have rule over them; for Richard they certainly regarded in that light. “He might be a Hallam to start wi’,” said Peter Crag, “but he’s been that way mixed up wi’ French and such, thet t’ Hallam in him is varry hard to find.” All the tenants, upon the advent of Richard, had stood squarely upon their dignity; they had told each other that they’d pay rent only to a Hallam, and they had quite determined to resent any suggestion made by Richard, and to disregard any order he gave.

But it was quickly evident that Richard did not intend to take any more interest in Hallam than he did in the Church glebe and tithes, and that the only thing he desired was the bride he had waited so long for. The spring was far advanced, however, before the wedding-day was fixed; for there was much to provide for, and many things to arrange, in view of the long-continued absences which would be almost certain. The Whaleys, urged by a lover, certainly hurried their work to a degree which astonished all their subordinates; but yet February had passed before all the claims against Antony Hallam had been collected. The debt, as debt always is, was larger than had been expected; and twelve years’ income would be exhausted in its liquidation. Elizabeth glanced at Harry and looked gravely at the papers; but Richard said, “Be satisfied, dear. He will have the income at the age he really needs it—when he begins his university career—until then we can surely care for him.”

So Hallam was left, financially, in the Whaleys’ care. They were to collect all its revenues, and keep the house and grounds in repair, and, after paying all expenses incidental to this duty, they were to divide, in fair proportions, the balance every three years among Antony’s creditors. This arrangement gave perfect satisfaction, for, as Marmaduke Halcroft said, “If t’ Whaleys ar’n’t to be trusted, t’ world might as well stand still, and let honest men get out o’ it.”