Part 4 (1/2)
CHAPTER IV
ABOARD THE S.S. MAJESTIC
Mrs. Harris was naturally a brave woman, but the telegram, and the sudden separation perhaps forever from her husband and Gertrude, unnerved her.
She sank back into an easy chair on the steamer, murmuring, ”Why this terrible disappointment? Why did I not turn back with my husband? This is worse than death. Mr. Harris is in great trouble. Why did I not at once sacrifice all and share his misfortunes? How n.o.ble in Gertrude to go ash.o.r.e with her father. It is just like the child, for she is never happy except when she forgets self, and does for others.”
Mrs. Harris sobbed as if her loved ones had been left in the tomb.
Lucille tenderly held her mother's hand, and spoke comforting words: ”Cheer up, mother, all will yet be well. Father can now take Mr. Searles to Harrisville.”
”To see what, child--men misled and on a strike and the mills all closed down! It means much trouble, and perhaps disaster for the Harrises.”
”Oh, no, mother, all will soon be well. Let us go on the deck.”
Alfonso led his mother, and Leo took Lucille up among the pa.s.sengers.
They were just in time to see the white cloud of fluttering handkerchiefs on the pier. Leo said that he could distinguish with his field-gla.s.s Colonel Harris and Gertrude, and tears again came into Mrs. Harris's eyes.
European steamers always leave on time, waiting for neither prince nor peasant. A carriage with foaming horses drove in upon the pier as the tug pulled the steamer out upon the Hudson. Its single occupant was an English government agent bearing a special message from the British emba.s.sador at Was.h.i.+ngton to Downing Street, London.
”Now what's to be done?” the British agent sharply inquired.
”Two pounds, sir, and we will put you and your luggage aboard,” shouted an English sailor.
”Agreed,” said the agent, and to the surprise of everybody on the pier, two robust sailors pulled as for their lives, and each won a sovereign, as they put the belated agent on board the ”Majestic.”
This race for a pa.s.sage caught the eye of Mrs. Harris. At first she thought that the little boat might contain her husband, but as the English agent came up the s.h.i.+p's ladder, she grasped Alfonso's arm, and said, ”Here, my son, take my hand and help me quickly to the boat; I will go back to Mr. Harris.”
”No! No!” said Alfonso, ”Look, mother, the little boat is already returning to the dock.” Later the purser brought to Mrs. Harris an envelope containing the steamer tickets and a purse of gold, which the colonel thoughtfully had sent by the English agent.
Mrs. Harris re-examined the envelope, and found the colonel's personal card which contained on the back a few words, hastily scribbled: ”Cheer up everybody; glad four of our party are on board. Enjoy yourselves.
Gertrude sends love. Later we will join you in London perhaps. G.o.d bless you all. R.H.”
Suns.h.i.+ne soon came back to Mrs. Harris's face, and she began to notice the people about her, and to realize that she was actually on s.h.i.+pboard.
Foreign travel had been the dream of her life; and she felt comforted to have Alfonso and Lucille beside her.
”Mrs. Harris,” said Leo, ”see the stately blocks that outline Broadway, the Western Union Telegraph Building, the Equitable Building, the granite offices of the Standard Oil Company, the Post Office, and the imposing Produce Exchange with its projecting galley-prows. Above its long series of beautiful arches of terra cotta rise a tall campanile and liberty pole from which floats the stars and stripes.”
Leo's eyes kindled in brilliancy, and his voice quickened with patriotism, as he made reference to his adopted flag. ”Lucille, behold our glorious flag that floats over America's greatest financial and commercial city. I love the stars and stripes quite as much as Italy's flag.
”Annually over thirty thousand vessels arrive and depart from this harbor. New York is America's great gateway for immigrants. In a single year nearly a half million land at Castle Garden. Sections of New York are known as Germany, Italy, China, Africa, and Judea. The Hebrews alone in the city number upwards of one hundred thousand, and have nearly fifty synagogues and as many millionaires. The trees, lawns, and promenades along the sea-wall, form the Battery Park. The settees are crowded with people enjoying the magnificent marine views before them.”
Alfonso pointed to the Suspension or Brooklyn Bridge beneath which vessels were sailing on the East River. Its enormous cables looked like small ropes sustaining a vast traffic of cars, vehicles, and pedestrians.
To the right of the steamer's track on Bedloe's Island stands Bartholdi's ”Liberty, Enlightening the World,” the largest bronze statue on the globe. From a small guide book of New York, Lucille read aloud that the Bartholdi statue and its pedestal cost one million dollars; that the statue was presented by the French people to the people of the United States. The head of Liberty is higher than the tall steeple of Trinity Church, which is 300 feet high, or twice that of the Colossus of Rhodes, one of the seven ancient wonders.
”Look,” said Lucille, ”at the uplifted right hand holding an electric torch. How magnificently the statue stands facing the Narrows, the entrance from Europe, and how cordial the welcome to America which Liberty extends.”
”Yes,” said Leo, ”if you wish to see Bartholdi's n.o.ble mother, observe the face of the statue. Bartholdi owed much to his mother's constant encouragement.”