house.“You done talk too much wid yo’ mouf already, you ole foolnigga, you,” muttered Bruce to himself as he walked away.Alcée reached the ball very late, of course—too late for thechicken gumbo which had been served at midnight.The big, low-ceiled room—they called it a hall—was packedwith men and women dancing to the music of three fiddles.There were broad galleries all around it. There was a room atone side where sober-faced men were playing cards. Another,in which babies were sleeping, was called le parc aux petits.Any one who is white may go to a ‘Cadian ball, but he must payfor his lemonade, his coffee and chicken gumbo. And he mustbehave himself like a ‘Cadian. Grosboeuf was giving this ball.He had been giving them since he was a young man, and hewas a middle-aged one, now. In that time he could recall butone disturbance, and that was caused by American railroaders,who were not in touch with their surroundings and had nobusiness there. “Ces maudits gens du raiderode,” Grosboeufcalled them.Alcée Laballière’s presence at the ball caused a flutter evenamong the men, who could not but admire his “nerve” aftersuch misfortune be<strong>fall</strong>ing him. To be sure, they knew theLaballières were rich—that there were resources East, andmore again in the city. But they felt it took a brave hommeto stand a blow like that philosophically. One old gentleman,who was in the habit of reading a Paris newspaper and knewthings, chuckled gleefully to everybody that Alcée’s conductwas altogether chic, mais chic. That he had more panache thanBoulanger. Well, perhaps he had.But what he did not show outwardly was that he was in a moodfor ugly things to-night. Poor Bobinôt alone felt it vaguely. Hediscerned a gleam of it in Alcée’s handsome eyes, as the youngplanter stood in the doorway, looking with rather feverishglance upon the assembly, while he laughed and talked with a‘Cadian farmer who was beside him.Bobinôt himself was dull-looking and clumsy. Most of the menwere. But the young women were very beautiful. The eyes thatglanced into Alcée’s as they passed him were big, dark, softas those of the young heifers standing out in the cool prairiegrass.But the belle was Calixta. Her white dress was not nearly sohandsome or well made as Fronie’s (she and Fronie had quiteforgotten the battle on the church steps, and were friendsagain), nor were her slippers so stylish as those of Ozéina; andshe fanned herself with a handkerchief, since she had brokenher red fan at the last ball, and her aunts and uncles were notwilling to give her another. But all the men agreed she was ather best to-night. Such animation! and abandon! such flashesof wit!“Hé, Bobinôt! Mais w’at’s the matta? W’at you standin’ plantélà like ole Ma’ame Tina’s cow in the bog, you?”That was good. That was an excellent thrust at Bobinôt, whohad forgotten the figure of the dance with his mind bent onother things, and it started a clamor of laughter at his expense.He joined good-naturedly. It was better to receive even suchnotice as that from Calixta than none at all. But MadameSuzonne, sitting in a corner, whispered to her neighbor thatif Ozéina were to conduct herself in a like manner, she shouldimmediately be taken out to the mule-cart and driven home.The women did not always approve of Calixta.Now and then were short lulls in the dance, when couplesflocked out upon the galleries for a brief respite and fresh air.The moon had gone down pale in the west, and in the east wasyet no promise of day. After such an interval, when the dancersagain assembled to resume the interrupted quadrille, Calixtawas not among them.She was sitting upon a bench out in the shadow, with Alcéebeside her. They were acting like fools. He had attempted totake a little gold ring from her finger; just for the fun of it, forthere was nothing he could have done with the ring but replaceit again. But she clinched her hand tight. He pretended that itwas a very difficult matter to open it. Then he kept the handin his. They seemed to forget about it. He played with her earring,a thin crescent of gold hanging from her small brownear. He caught a wisp of the kinky hair that had escaped itsfastening, and rubbed the ends of it against his shaven cheek.“You know, last year in Assumption, Calixta?” They belongedto the younger generation, so preferred to speak English.“Don’t come say Assumption to me, M’sieur Alcée. I done yeardAssumption till I ‘m plumb sick.”“Yes, I know. The idiots! Because you were in Assumption, and Ihappened to go to Assumption, they must have it that we wenttogether. But it was nice— hein, Calixta?—in Assumption?”They saw Bobinôt emerge from the hall and stand a momentoutside the lighted doorway, peering uneasily and searchinglyinto the darkness. He did not see them, and went slowly back.“There is Bobinôt looking for you. You are going to set poorBobinôt crazy. You ‘ll marry him some day; hein, Calixta?”“I don’t say no, me,” she replied, striving to withdraw her hand,which he held more firmly for the attempt.“But come, Calixta; you know you said you would go back toAssumption, just to spite them.”“No, I neva said that, me. You mus’ dreamt that.”“Oh, I thought you did. You know I ‘m going down to the city.”“W’en?”“To-night.”“Betta make has’e, then; it ‘s mos’ day.”“Well, to-morrow ‘ll do.”“W’at you goin’ do, yonda?”“I don’t know. Drown myself in the lake, maybe; unless you godown there to visit your uncle.”Calixta’s senses were reeling; and they well-nigh left her whenshe felt Alcée’s lips brush her ear like the touch of a rose.“Mista Alcée! Is dat Mista Alcée?” the thick voice of a negrowas asking; he stood on the ground, holding to the banisterrailsnear which the couple sat.“W’at do you want now?” cried Alcée impatiently. “Can’t I have251
a moment of peace?”“I ben huntin’ you high an’ low, suh,” answered the man. “Dey- dey some one in de road, onda de mulbare-tree, want see youa minute.”“I would n’t go out to the road to see the Angel Gabriel. And ifyou come back here with any more talk, I ‘ll have to break yourneck.” The negro turned mumbling away.Alcée and Calixta laughed softly about it. Her boisterousnesswas all gone. They talked low, and laughed softly, as lovers do.“Alcée! Alcée Laballière!”It was not the negro’s voice this time; but one that went throughAlcée’s body like an electric shock, bringing him to his feet.Clarisse was standing there in her riding-habit, where thenegro had stood. For an instant confusion reigned in Alcée’sthoughts, as with one who awakes suddenly from a dream. Buthe felt that something of serious import had brought his cousinto the ball in the dead of night.“W’at does this mean, Clarisse?” he asked.“It means something has happen’ at home. You mus’ come.”“Happened to maman?” he questioned, in alarm.“No; nénaine is well, and asleep. It is something else. Not tofrighten you. But you mus’ come. Come with me, Alcée.”There was no need for the imploring note. He would havefollowed the voice anywhere.She had now recognized the girl sitting back on the bench.“Ah, c’est vous, Calixta? Comment ça va, mon enfant?”“Tcha va b’en; et vous, mam’zélle?”Alcée swung himself over the low rail and started to followClarisse, without a word, without a glance back at the girl. Hehad forgotten he was leaving her there. But Clarisse whisperedsomething to him, and he turned back to say “Good-night,Calixta,” and offer his hand to press through the railing. Shepretended not to see it.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .“How come that? You settin’ yere by yo’se’f, Calixta?” It wasBobinôt who had found her there alone. The dancers hadnot yet come out. She looked ghastly in the faint, gray lightstruggling out of the east.“Yes, that ‘s me. Go yonda in the parc aux petits an’ ask AuntOlisse fu’ my hat. She knows w’ere ‘t is. I want to go home,me.”“How you came?”“I come afoot, with the Cateaus. But I ‘m goin’ now. I ent goin’wait fu’ ‘em. I ‘m plumb wo’ out, me.”“Kin I go with you, Calixta?”“I don’ care.”They went together across the open prairie and along the edgeof the fields, stumbling in the uncertain light. He told her tolift her dress that was getting wet and bedraggled; for she waspulling at the weeds and grasses with her hands.“I don’ care; it ‘s got to go in the tub, anyway. You been sayin’ allalong you want to marry me, Bobinôt. Well, if you want, yet,I don’ care, me.”The glow of a sudden and overwhelming happiness shone outin the brown, rugged face of the young Acadian. He could notspeak, for very joy. It choked him.“Oh well, if you don’ want,” snapped Calixta, flippantly,pretending to be piqued at his silence.“Bon Dieu! You know that makes me crazy, w’at you sayin’. Youmean that, Calixta? You ent goin’ turn roun’ agin?”“I neva tole you that much yet, Bobinôt. I mean that. Tiens,”and she held out her hand in the business-like manner of aman who clinches a bargain with a hand-clasp. Bobinôt grewbold with happiness and asked Calixta to kiss him. She turnedher face, that was almost ugly after the night’s dissipation, andlooked steadily into his.“I don’ want to kiss you, Bobinôt,” she said, turning away again,“not to-day. Some other time. Bonté divine! ent you satisfy,yet!”“Oh, I ‘m satisfy, Calixta,” he said.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Riding through a patch of wood, Clarisse’s saddle becameungirted, and she and Alcée dismounted to readjust it.For the twentieth time he asked her what had happened athome.“But, Clarisse, w’at is it? Is it a misfortune?”“Ah Dieu sait!” It ‘s only something that happen’ to me.”“To you!”“I saw you go away las night, Alcée, with those saddle-bags,”she said, haltingly, striving to arrange something about thesaddle, “an’ I made Bruce tell me. He said you had gone tothe ball, an’ wouldn’ be home for weeks an’ weeks. I thought,Alcée—maybe you were going to—to Assumption. I got wild.An’ then I knew if you didn’t come back, now, to-night, I couldn’t stan’ it,—again.”She had her face hidden in her arm that she was resting againstthe saddle when she said that.He began to wonder if this meant love. But she had to tell himso, before he believed it. And when she told him, he thoughtthe face of the Universe was changed—just like Bobinôt. Wasit last week the cyclone had well-nigh ruined him? The cycloneseemed a huge joke, now. It was he, then, who, an hour agowas kissing little Calixta’s ear and whispering nonsense intoit. Calixta was like a myth, now. The one, only, great reality inthe world was Clarisse standing before him, telling him thatshe loved him.In the distance they heard the rapid discharge of pistol-shots;but it did not disturb them. They knew it was only the negromusicians who had gone into the yard to fire their pistols intothe air, as the custom is, and to announce “le bal est fini.”252 <strong>fieldston</strong> <strong>american</strong> <strong>reader</strong> <strong>volume</strong> i – <strong>fall</strong> <strong>2007</strong>
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Inventing An AmericaCrèvecoeur Dis
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