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THE



HALLAM SUCCESSION



TALE OF METHODIST LIFE IN
TWO COUNTRIES.



AMELIA E. BARR.



NEW YORK:
PHILLIPS & HUNT.

CINCINNATI:

CRANSTON & STOWE.

1887.



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Copyrignt, 1884,
PHILLIPS & HUNT

New Yorlc.



T<T

MY DEAR FRIEND,
SAM. EARNSHAW WILSON,

THIS TALE

IS, WITH AFFECTIONATE ESTEEM,
INSCRIBED.



PREFACE.



TJK)R young Methodists in all places and circum
stances, I have written this tale : first, to assist
them in giving a reason for the faith that is in them ;
second, to show that they have good cause to love
and honor a creed, which not only elevates the most
lowly characters, but also adds to gentle birth, wide
culture, and noble enthusiasms, beauty, dignity, and
grace. A. E. BAKR.



CONTENTS.



PACE

AMKRICAXS IN YORKSHIRE 3

MARTHA CRAVKN S TROUBLE 22

RICHARD AND ELIZABETH 3i

WESLEY AND METHODISM 54

ANTONY S PLANS . . 70

GOD CLEARS BEN CRAVEN 74

CHRISTMAS 94

RENEWAL OK THE COVENANT 110

SEPARATION 118

AT HOMK AC.AIN 125

JOHN MILLARD 105

THE PASSIONATE SHOT 143

TEXAS AND LIBERTY 161

RICHARD AT HALLAM 1 73

MAY. A. D. 1886 177

ANTONY AND HIS BRIDE 1 90

THE SQUIRE S DEATH 106

ANTONY S SIN 209

ELIZABETH S RESOLVE 221

EVELYN 238

ELIZABETH S TRIAL 244

LOVE COMFORTED 2G1

ANTONY S FATE. 266

SANTA FE EXPEDITION 271

ELIZABETH IN TEXAS 282

THE SUNSET OK LIKE. . 297



THE

HALLAM SUCCESSION



CHAPTEE I.

" The changing guests, each in a different mood,
Sit at the road-side table and arise :
And every life among them in likewise
Is a soul s board set daily with new food.

" May not this ancient room thou sitt st in dwell
In separate living souls for joy or pain ?
Nay, all its corners may be painted plain
Where Heaven shows pictures of some life well-spent."

\rORKSHIRE is the epitome of England. What-
J_ ever is excellent in the whole land is found
there. The men are sturdy, shrewd, and stalwart;
hard-headed and hard-fisted, and have notably done
their work in every era of English history. They
are also a handsome race, the finest specimens extant
of the pure Anglo-Saxon, and they still preserve the
imposing stature and the bright blonde characteristics
of the race.

Yorkshire abounds in what is the typical English
home fine old halls and granges, set in wooded
parks, and surrounded by sweet, shady gardens. One
of the fairest of these homes is Hallam-Croft. There



4 THE HALL AM SUCCESSION.

may be larger halls in the West Riding, but none
that combines so finely all the charms of antiquity,
with every modern grace and comfort. Its walls are
of gray stone, covered with ivy, or crusted with
golden lichens ; its front, long and low, is pictur
esquely diversified with oriel windows, gable ends,
and shadowy angles. Behind is a steep, craggy range
of woody hills; in front, a terraced garden of great
extent ; full of old-fashioned bow r ers, and labyrinth-
. like walks, and sloping down to a noble park, whose
oaks and beeches are of wonderful beauty, and whose
turf is soft as velvet and greener than any artist ever
dreamed of.

Fifty years ago the ow r ner of this lovely spot was
Squire Henry Hallam. He was about sixty years of
age, stout and fair, and dressed in fine drab broad
cloth, with a white vest, and a white cambric kerchief
tied loosely round his neck. His hat, drab also, was
low-crowned and broad-brimmed, and, as a general
rule, he kept it on. In the holy precincts of a church,
or if the national anthem was played, he indeed
always bared his head ; but, in the first case, it was his
expression of a religious sentiment, in the second he
saluted his country, and, in a measure, himself.

One evening in the early spring he was sitting
upon a low sofa in the room that was specially his
own, mending some fishing tackle. A couple of set
ter puppies were worrying eacn other on the sofa
beside him, and a splendid fox-hound leaned her



THE II ALL AM SUCCESSION. 5

muzzle on one of his broad knees, and looked up into
her master s face with sad reproachful eyes. She was
evidently jealous, and watching anxiously for some
look or word of favor. She had not long to wait.
The puppies became troublesome ; he chided them,
and put the bit of leather they were quarreling about
in his pocket. Then lie patted the hound, and said :
" There s a deal o difference between them and thee,
Fanny, and it s a in thy favor, lass ; " and Fanny
understood the compliment, for she whimpered hap
pily, and thrust her handsome head up against her
master s breast.

At that moment his daughter, Elizabeth, entered
the room. She had an open letter in her hand, and a
look half-perplexed and half-pleased upon her face.
" Father," she said, " there is a letter from America ;
Richard and Phyllis are coming; and I -am afraid I
shall not know how to make them happy."

" Don t thee meet troubles half way ; they arn t
worth th compliment. What is ta feared for,
dearie ? " ,

" Their life is so different from oars and, father,
I do believe they are Methodists."

The squire fastened the bit of gaudy feather to the
trout "fly" he was making, before he answered.
" Surely to goodness, they ll niver be that! Sibbald
Ilallam, my uncle, was a varry thick Churchman
when he went to th Carolinas but he married a
foreigner ; she had plenty o brass, and acres o land,



6 THE HALLAM SUCCESSION.

bnt I niver heard tell owt o her religion. They had
four lads and lasses, but only one o them lived to
T ,ved, and that was my cousin, Matilda Ilallam
t mother o these two youngsters that are speaking
o coming here."

" Who did she marry, father ? "

" Nay, I knowt o th man she married. He was a
Colonel Fontaine. I was thinking a deal more o
my own wedding than o hers at that time. It s like
enough he were a Methodist. T Carolinas lied re
belled against English government, and it s nobbut
reasonable to suppose t English Church would be as
little to their liking. But they re Hallams, whativer
else they be, Elizabeth, and t best I hev is for them."

He had risen as he spoke ; the puppies were bark
ing and gamboling at his feet, and Fanny watching
his face with dignified eagerness. They knew he was
going to walk, and were asking to go with him. " Be
still wi you, Rattle and Tory ! Yes, yes, Fanny !
and Elizabeth, open up t varry best rooms, and give
them a right hearty welcome. Where s Antony 2 "

"Somewhere in the house."

" Hedn t ta better ask him what to do ? He knows
ivery thing."

There was a touch of sarcasm in the voice, but
Elizabeth was too much occupied to notice it ; and as
the squire and his dogs took the road to the park,
she turned, with the letter still open in her hand, and
went thoughtfully from room to room, seeking her



THE HALLAM SUCCESSION. V

brother. There was no deeper motive in her thought
than what was apparent ; her cares were simply those
of hospitality. But when a life has been bounded by
household hopes and anxieties, they assume an undue
importance, and since her mother s death, two years
previously, there had been no company at Hallam.
This was to be Elizabeth s first effort of active hospi
tality.

She found Antony in the library reading " The Gen
tleman s Magazine," or, perhaps, using it for a seda
tive ; for he was either half asleep, or lost in thought.
He moved a little petulantly when his sister spoke.
One saw at a glance that he had inherited his father s
fine physique and presence, but not his father s -calm,
clear nature. His eyes were restless, his expression
preoccupied, his manner haughty. Neither was his
voice quite pleasant. There are human instruments,
which always seem to have a false note, and Antony s
had this peculiarity.

" Antony, I have a letter from Richard and Phyllis
Fontaine. They are going to visit us this summer."

" I am delighted. Life is dreadfully dull here, with
nothing to do."

" Come to the parlor, and I will give you a cup of
tea, and read you cousin Phyllis s letter."

The squire had never thought of asking Elizabeth
why she supposed her cousins to be Methodists.
Antony seized at once upon the point in the letter
which regarded it.



8 THE HALLAM SUCCESSION.

"They are sailing with Bishop Elliott, and will
remain until September, in order to allow the Bishop
to attend Conference; what does that mean, Eliza
beth?"

" I suppose it means they are Methodists."

The young man was silent a moment, and then he
replied, emphatically, " I am very glad of it."

" How can you say so, Antony ? And there is the
rector, and the Elthams

" I was thinking of the Hallams. After a thou
sand years of stagnation one ought to welcome a
ripple of life. A Methodist isn t asleep. I have
often felt inclined to drop into their chapel as I
passed it. I wonder how it would feel to be awake
soul and body at once ! "

" Antony, you ought not to talk so recklessly.
Some people might imagine you meant what you
said. You know very well that the thousand years
of stagnation, as you call it, of the Hallams, is a
most respectable thing."

" Very respectable indeed ! That is all women
think about born conservatives every one of them
dyed in the wool, as a Bradford man would say."

" Why do you quote what Bradford men say ? I
cannot imagine what makes you go among a crowd
of weavers, when you might be at Eltham Castle
with gentlemen."

" I will tell you why. At Eltham we yawn and
stagnate together. The weavers prick and pinch me



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in a thousand places. They make me dream of
living."

" Drink your tea, Antony and don t be foolish."

He shrugged his shoulders and laughed. Upon
the whole, he rather liked the look of astonishment
in his sister s gray eyes, and the air of puzzled disap
proval in her manner. He regarded ignorance on
a great many matters as the natural and admirable
condition of womanhood.

"It is very good tea, Elizabeth, and I like this
American news. I shall not go to the Tyrol now.
Two new specimens of humanity to study are better
than glaciers."

u Antony, do remember that you are speaking of
your own cousins two new specimens of human
ity they are Hallams at the root."

" I meant no disrespect ; but I am naturally a little
excited at the idea of American Hallams Americans
in Ilallam-Croft ! I only hope the shades of Hengist
and Horsa wont haunt the old rooms out of simple
curiosity. "When are they to be here ? "

" They will be in Liverpool about the end of May.
You have two weeks to prepare yourself, Antony."

Antony did not reply, but just what kind of a
young lady his cousin Phyllis Fontaine might be he
had no idea. People could not in those days buy
their pictures by the dozen, and distribute them, so
that Antony s imagination, in this direction, had the
field entirely to itself. His fancy painted her in



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many charming forms, and yet lie was never able to
invest her with any other distinguishing traits than
those with which he was familiar the brilliant
blonde beauty and resplendent health of his country
women.

Therefore, when the real Phyllis Fontaine met his
vision she was a revelation to him. It was in the
afternoon of the last day of May, and Hallam seemed
to have put on a more radiant beauty for the occa
sion. The sun was so bright, the park so green,
the garden so sweet and balmy. Heart s-ease were
every-where, honeysuckles filled the air, and in the
wood behind, the blackbirds whistled, and the chaf-
tinches and tomtits kept up a merry, musical chatter
ing. The squire, with his son and daughter, was wait
ing at the great open door of the main entrance for
his visitors, and as the carriage stopped he cried out,
cheerily, " Welcome to Hallam ! " Then there was a
few minutes of pleasant confusion, and in them
Phyllis had made a distinct picture on every mind.

" She s a dainty little woman," said the squire to
himself, as he sat calmly smoking his pipe after the
bustle of the arrival was over; "not much like a
Hallam, but t eye as isn t charmed wi her ell hev
no white in it, that s a about it."

Antony was much interested, and soon sought his
sister.

"If that is Cousin Phyllis, she is beautiful. Don t
you think so, Elizabeth ? "



THE II ALL AM SUCCESSION. 11

" Yes ; how perfectly she was dressed."

"That is a woman s criticism. Did you see her
soft, dark eyes, her small bow-shaped mouth a
beauty one rarely finds in English women her ex
quisite complexion, her little feet ? "

That is a man s criticism. How could you sec
all that in a moment or two of such confusion ? "

" Easily ; how was she dressed ? "

" In a plain dress of gray cloth. The fit was per
fect, the linen collar and cuffs spotless, the gray bon
net, with its drooping, gray feather bewitching. She
wore gray gloves and a traveling cloak of the same
color, which hung like a princess s mantle."

" How could you see all that in a moment or two
of such confusion ? "

u Do not be too clever, Antony. You forget I
went with her to her rooms."

" Did you notice Richard ? "

" A little ; he resembles his sister. Their foreign
look as they stood beside you and father was very re
markable. Neither of them are like Hal lams."

u I am so glad of it ; a new element coming into
life is like a fresh wind blowing through breathless
woods. "

But Elizabeth sighed. This dissatisfaction with the
old, and craving for the new, was one of the points
upon which Antony and his father were unable to
understand each other. Nothing permanent pleased
Antony, and no one could ever predicate of him



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what course he would pursue, or what side he would
take. As a general rule, however, Ire preferred the
opposition in all things. Now, the squire s principles
and opinions were as clear to his own mind as his
own existence was. He believed firmly in his Bible,
in the English Constitution, and in himself. He ad
mitted no faults in the first two ; his own shortcom
ings toward Heaven he willingly acknowledged ; but
he regarded his attitude toward his fellow-man as
without fault. All his motives and actions pro
ceeded from well-understood truths, and they moved
in consistent and admirable grooves.

Antony had fallen upon different times, and been
brought under more uncertain influences. Oxford,
" the most loyal," had been in a religious ferment
during his stay there. The spirit of Pusey and Xew-
inun was shaking the Church of England like a great
wind ; and though Antony had been but little
touched by the spiritual aspect of the movement, the
temporal accusations of corruption and desertion of
duty were good lances to tilt against the Church
with. It gave him a curiously mixed pleasure to
provoke the squire to do battle for her ; partly from
contradiction, partly that he might show off his array
of second-hand learning and logic ; and partly, also,
for the delight of asserting his own opinions and his
own individuality.

Any other dispute the squire would have settled
by a positive assertion, or a positive denial ; but



THF. HALL AM SUCCESSION. 13

even the most dogmatic of men are a little conscien
tious about religious scruples. He had, therefore,
allowed his son to discuss "the Church" with him,
but in some subtle way the older man divined that
his ideas were conviction ; while Antony s were only
drifting thoughts. Therefore, the moral strength of
the argument was with him, and he had a kind of
contempt for a Hallam who could be moved by
every Will-o -the-wisp of religious or political
opinions.

But Elizabeth was greatly impressed by .her broth
er s accomplishments, and she loved him, and believed
in him with all her heart. The Hallam s hitherto had
no reputation for mental ability. In times of need
England had found them good soldiers and ready
givers ; but poets and scholars they had never been.
Antony affected the latter character. He spoke
several languages, he read science and German phi
losophy, and he talked such radical politics to the old
gardener, that the man privately declared himself
"fair cap t wi t young squire."

Yet after all, his dominant passion was a love of
power, and of money as the means by which to grasp
power. Below all his speculations and affectations
this was the underlying thought. True, he was heir
of Hallam, and as the heir had an allowance quite
equal to his position. But he constantly reflected
that his father might live many years, and that in the
probable order of things he must wait until he was a



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middle-aged man for his inheritance ; and for a young
man who felt himself quite competent to turn the
axle of the universe, it seemed a contemptible lot to
grind in his own little mill at Hallara. He had not
as yet voiced these thoughts, but they lay in his
neart, and communicated unknown to himself an at
mosphere of unrest and -unreliability to all his words
and actions.

It was soon evident that there would be little sym
pathy between Richard and Antony. Richard Fon
taine was calm, dignified, reticent ; never tempted to
give his confidence to any one ; and averse to receive
the confidences of others ; therefore, though he list
ened with polite attention to Antony s aspirations and
aims, they made very little impression upon him.
Both he and Phyllis glided without effort into the life
which must have been so new to them ; and in less
than a week, Hallam had settled happily down to ita
fresh conditions. But nothing had been just as An
tony expected. Phyllis was very lovely, but not
lovely specially for him," which was disappointing s
and he could not help soon seeing that, though
Richard was attentive, he was also unresponsive.

There is one charming thing about English hos,
pitality, it leaves its guests perfect freedom. In :>
very few days Phyllis found this out; and she wan
dered, unnoticed and undisturbed, through the long
galleries, and examined, with particular interest, the
upper rooms, into which from generation to genera-



THE HALLAM SUCCESSION. 15

tion un welcomed pictures and unfashionable furni
ture had been placed. There was one room in the
eastern turret that attracted her specially. It con
tained an old spinet, and above it the picture of a
young girl ; a face of melancholy, tender beauty, with
that far-off look, which the French call predestinee,
in the solemn eyes.

It is folly to say that furniture has no expression ;
the small couch, the faded work-table, the straight
chairs, with their twisted attenuated legs, had an un
speakable air of sadness. One day she cautiously
touched the notes of the instrument. How weak and
thin arid hollow they were ! And yet they blended
perfectly with something in her own heart. She
played till the tears were on her cheeks, it seemed as
if the sorrowful echoes had found in her soul the con
ditions for their reproduction. When she went back
to her own room the influence of the one she had
left followed her like a shadow.

" How can I bring one room into another ? " she
asked herself, and she flung wide the large windows
and let the sunshine flood the pink chintzes and the
blooming roses of her own apartment. There was a
tap at the door, and Elizabeth entered. i

" I have brought you a cup of tea, Phyllis. Shall
I drink mine beside you ? "

" I shall enjoy both your company and the tea. I
think I have been in an unhappy room and caught

some of its spirit the room with the old spinet in it."
2



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" Aunt Lucy s room. Yes, she was very unhappy.
She loved, and the man was utterly unworthy of her
love. She died slowly in that room a wasted life."

" Ah, no, Elizabeth ! No life is waste in the great
Worker s hands. If human love wounds and wrongs
us, are we not circled by angels as the stars by
heaven ? " Our soul relatives sorrow in our sorrow ;
and out of the apparent loss bring golden gain. I
think she would know this before she died."

" She died as the good die, blessing and hoping."

Elizabeth looked steadily at Phyllis. She thought
she had never seen any face so lovely. From her
eyes, still dewy with tears, the holy soul looked up
ward ; and her lips kept the expression of the prayer
that was in her heart. She did not wonder at the
words that had fallen from them. After a moment s
silence, she said :

" My mother loved Aunt Lucy very dearly. Her
death made a deal of difference in mother s life."

" Death is always a great sorrow to those who love
us ; but for ourselves, it is only to bow our heads at
going out, and to enter straightway another golden
chamber of the King s, lovelier than the one we leave."

Elizabeth scarce knew how to answer. She had
never been used to discuss sacred subjects with girls
her own age ; in fact, she had a vague idea that such
subjects were not to be discussed out of church, or,
at least, without a clergyman to direct the conversa
tion. And Phyllis s childish figure, glowing face,



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and sublime confidence affected her with a sense of
something strange and remote. Yet the conversation
interested her greatly. People are very foolish who
restrain spiritual confidences ; no topic is so universally
and permanently interesting as religious experience.
Elizabeth felt its charm at once. She loved God, but
loved him, as it w r ere, afar off ; she almost feared to
speak to him. She had never dared to speak of
him.

" Do you really think, Phyllis, that angels care
about our earthly loves ? "

" Yes, I do. Love is the rock upon which our lives
are generally built or wrecked. Elizabeth, if I did
not believe that the love of God embraced every
w r orthy earthly love, I should be very miserable."

" Because ? "

" Because, dear, I love, and am beloved again."

" But how shall we know if the love be worthy ? "

" Once in class-meeting I asked this question.
That was when I first became aware that I loved
John Millard. I am not likely to forget the answer
my leader gave me."

" What was it ? "

" Sister Phyllis," he said, " ask yourself what will
your love be to you a thousand ages hence. Ask
yourself if it will pass the rolling together of the
heavens like a scroll, and the melting of the ele
ments with fervent heat. Ask if it w r ill pass the judg
ment-day, when the secret thoughts of all hearts will



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be revealed. Dare to love only one whom you can
love forever."

" I have never thought of loving throughout all
eternity the one whom I love in time."

" Ah ! but it is our privilege to cherish the immor
tal in the man we love. Where I go I wish my be
loved to go also. The thought of our love severed
on the threshold of paradise makes me weep. I can
not understand an affection which must look forward
to an irrevocable separation. Nay, I ask more than
this ; I desire that my love, even there assuming his
own proper place, should be still in advance of me
my guide, my support, my master every-where.?

" If you love John Millard in this way, he and you
must be very happy."

" We are, and yet what earthly light has not its
shadow ? "

" What is the shadow, Phyllis ? "

" Richard dislikes him so bitterly ; and Richard is
very, very near and dear to me. I dare say you think
he is very cool and calm and quiet. It is the restraint
which he puts upon himself ; really Richard has a
constant fight with a temper, which, if it should take
possession of him, would be uncontrollable. He knows
that."

" You spoke as if you are a Wesleyan, yet you
went to Church last Sunday, Phyllis."

" Why not ? Methodists are not bigots ; and just
as England is my mother-country, Episcopacy is my



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mother-Church. If Episcopacy should ever die, Eliz
abeth, Methodism is next of kin, and would be heir
to all her churches."

" And Wesleyans and Methodists are the same ? "

" Yes ; but I like the old name best. It came from
the pen of the golden-mouthed Chrysostom, so you
see it has quite an apostolic halo about it."

" I never heard that, Phyllis."

"It is hardly likely you would. It was used at
first as a word of reproach ; but how many such words
have been adopted and made glorious emblems of vic
tory. It was thus in ancient Antioch the first follow
ers of Christ were called Christians. :

" But how came Chrysostom to find a name for
John Wesley s followers ? "

" Richard told me it was used first in a pamphlet
against Whitefield. I do not remember the author,
but he quoted from the pages of Chrysostom these
words, To be a Methodist is to be beguiled. Of
course, Chrysostom s Methodist is not our Method
ist. The writer knew he was unjust and meant it
for a term of reproach, but the word took the popu


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