[...]... the breath of the warm south wind was apparent, the annual miracle of the resurrection of the earth The Senator took off his hat and seemed to open his soul to the sweet influences of the morning After the heat and noise of the chamber, under its dull gas-illuminated glass canopy, and the all night struggle of passion and feverish excitement there, the open, tranquil world seemed like Heaven The Senator... will realize all that Mr Hawkins, dreamed of for them." The birds were singing as they crossed the Presidential Square, now bright with its green turf and tender foliage After the two had gained the steps of the Senator's house they stood a moment, looking upon the lovely prospect: "It is like the peace of God," said the Senator devoutly Entering the house, the Senator called a servant and said, "Tell... "'Ere's the Evening Gram, all about the murder," and with breathless haste—ran his eyes over the following: SHOCKING MURDER!!! TRAGEDY IN HIGH LIFE!! A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN SHOOTS A DISTINGUISHED CONFEDERATE SOLDIER AT THE SOUTHERN HOTEL!!! JEALOUSY THE CAUSE!!! This morning occurred another of those shocking murders which have become the almost daily food of the newspapers, the direct result of the socialistic... accompanied by a gentleman, called at the office Of the hotel and asked for Col Selby The Colonel was at breakfast Would the clerk tell him that a lady and gentleman wished to see him for a moment in the parlor? The clerk says that the gentleman asked her, "What do you want to see him for?" and that she replied, "He is going to Europe, and I ought to just say good by. " Col Selby was informed; and the lady... not exist in the House, the effect of which is to make the members complaisant towards the projects of each other, and to extend a mutual aid which in a more vulgar body would be called "logrolling." "It is, under Providence, a good night's work, Mr Sterling The government has founded an institution which will remove half the difficulty from the southern problem And it is a good thing for the Hawkins... woman the avenger of her own wrongs, and all society the hunting ground for her victims About nine o'clock a lady deliberately shot a man dead in the public parlor of the Southern Hotel, coolly remarking, as she threw down her revolver and permitted herself to be taken into custody, "He brought it on himself." Our reporters were immediately dispatched to the scene of the tragedy, and gathered the following... 181 THE JUDGE 182 183 184 185 186 LAURA ON TRIAL MICHAEL LANIGAN PATRICK COUGHLIN ETHAN DOBB MR HICKS CHAPTER XLVI Philip left the capitol and walked up Pennsylvania Avenue in company with Senator Dilworthy It was a bright spring morning, the air was soft and inspiring; in the deepening wayside green, the pink flush of the blossoming peach trees, the soft suffusion on the heights of Arlington, and the. .. think, Mr Dilworthy, that the Hawkinses will get much of the money?" asked Philip innocently, remembering the fate of the Columbus River appropriation The Senator looked at his companion scrutinizingly for a moment to see if he meant any thing personal, and then replied, "Undoubtedly, undoubtedly I have had their interests greatly at heart There will of course be a few expenses, but the widow and orphans... is Princeton or something of that sort He gets annoyed, and never can see the use of having different names for stations in Jersey By and by there is Newark, three or four Newarks apparently; then marshes; then long rock cuttings devoted to the advertisements of 'patent medicines and ready-made, clothing, and New York tonics for Jersey agues, and Jersey City is reached On the ferry-boat Philip bought... mood, but rather in a condition of holy joy, befitting a Christian statesman whose benevolent plans Providence has made its own and stamped with approval The great battle had been fought, but the measure had still to encounter the scrutiny of the Senate, and Providence sometimes acts differently in the two Houses Still the Senator was tranquil, for he knew that there is an esprit de corps in the Senate . w0 h0" alt="" THE GILDED AGE, Part 6 The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Gilded Age, Part 6. by Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens) and Charles Dudley Warner This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere. June 20, 2004 [EBook #5823] Language: English *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE GILDED AGE, PART 6. *** Produced by David Widger THE GILDED AGE A Tale of Today by Mark Twain and Charles. green, the pink flush of the blossoming peach trees, the soft suffusion on the heights of Arlington, and the breath of the warm south wind was apparent, the annual miracle of the resurrection of the