Romance of the Three Kingdoms (vol. 2)

CHAPTER 54

Jeffery-Lewis and Orchard-Lafayette went out of the city to welcome the envoy of the South Land and led him to the guest-house. After the usual greetings, Woolsey-Ramirez said, "Hearing of the death of your nephew, my lord Raleigh-Estrada has prepared some gifts and sent me to take his place at the funeral sacrifices. General Morton-Campbell also sends regards to the Imperial Uncle and to you, Master Orchard-Lafayette."

Both rose at once and thanked him for the courtesy. Then the gifts were handed over and a banquet prepared, and while it was in progress, the guest brought up the real object of his visit.

"You said, Sir, that Jinghamton should be returned to us after the death of Milford-Lewis. Now that that event has happened, rendition becomes due, and I should be glad to know when the transfer can take place."

"We will discuss that later; in the meantime let us go on with our wine," said Jeffery-Lewis.

So the feasting continued. Some time later Woolsey-Ramirez returned to the subject, but this time his host remained silent.

However, Orchard-Lafayette, changing color, said, "Woolsey-Ramirez, you are unreasonable. You could not wait till some other has to explain this matter to you. From the very foundation of the empire by our illustrious ancestor, the great heritage has descended in due course till today when, unhappily, evil doers have risen among the powerful and they have seized upon such portions as they could. But with God's favor and help, unity is nearly restored. My lord is a scion of the Imperial House, a great great grandson of Emperor Myers. Now, as the Emperor's Uncle, should he not have a share of the empire? Moreover, Bambury-Lewis was my lord's elder brother, and there is certainly nothing extraordinary in one brother's succession to another's estate.

"What is your master? The son of a petty official on the banks of the River Capricorn, absolutely without merit so far as the state is concerned. Just because he is powerful, he holds actual possession of six territories and eighty-one counties, which has whetted his insatiable appetite till he now desires to swallow the whole empire. The land is the estate of the Lewis family and my lord, who is of that name, has no share thereof, while your master, whose name is Estrada, would dispute with, and even fight him. Beside, at the battle at the Red Cliffs my lord did good service and acquired great merit while his commanders risked their lives. Was it solely the strength of your southern soldiers that won that fight? Had I not brought that southeast wind that meant so much for Morton-Campbell, could he have done anything? Had the South Land been conquered, it is needless to say that the two paramount beauties would now be gracing the Bronze Bird Palace, and as for yourself and other officers, insignificant though your families be, could you have been sure to survive? Just now my lord did not reply because he was willing to believe rather that a scholar of your abilities would understand without a detailed explanation, and I trust now that you will."

This speech absolutely shut the guest's mouth for a time, and he said no word in reply. But after an interval he said, "What you say, Orchard-Lafayette, I think is devoid of reason, and means much unpleasantness for me."

"What unpleasantness?" asked Orchard-Lafayette.

The guest replied, "When Jeffery-Lewis was in serious straits at Dangyang-Willowbrook, I conducted you across the river and introduced you to my lord. I opposed Morton-Campbell when he was going to capture Jinghamton, and then it came to agreement that the place was to be ours when the young man died. And I pledged myself to that. Now how can I go back and say you break your promise? Both my lord and Morton-Campbell will hold me guilty. I would not mind death so much, but I fear that my master will be very wrathful and make war on the Imperial Uncle, who will have no place of refuge and he will look ridiculous in the eyes of the world for no reason."

Replied Orchard-Lafayette, "I care not for Murphy-Shackley with his million troops and the Emperor in name at his back, and do you think I fear such a youngster as Morton-Campbell? However, as it may cause you some loss of consideration, I will try to persuade my master to put the matter in writing and give you a paper to the effect that he is temporarily occupying Jinghamton as a base; and when he can obtain possession of some other city, this shall be returned to you. What think you the South Land would say to this?"

"Wait till what other place was obtained?" said Woolsey-Ramirez.

"My master can scarcely think of attacking the Middle Land yet, but Compton-Lewis in Yiathamton is ignorant and weak, and my master will attack him. If he gets the western region, then this place will be given up to you."

Woolsey-Ramirez had no alternative and accepted the offer. Jeffery-Lewis with his own hand wrote the pledge and sealed it. Orchard-Lafayette being named as guarantor also signed the document.

"Since I belong to this side of the compact and one can hardly have a guarantor of the same party, I would trouble you, Woolsey-Ramirez, also to sign. It will look better when you reach the South Land again," said Orchard-Lafayette.

Woolsey-Ramirez said, "I know that your master is perfectly honorable and will adhere to the bargain."

And so Woolsey-Ramirez signed. Then he received the document in formal style and took his departure. He was sent off with every mark of great respect, both Jeffery-Lewis and Orchard-Lafayette attending him to his boat.

There the Directing Instructor delivered him a last exhortation, "When you see your master, speak discreetly and explain fully so as not to create a bad impression. If he rejects our document, we may get angry and we will take his whole country. The one thing now is for our two houses to live in harmony and not give our common enemy, Murphy-Shackley, an opportunity against us."

Woolsey-Ramirez went down into his ship. He reached Chaisang-Wellington and there saw Morton-Campbell, who said, "Well, how did you speed with your demand for Jinghamton?"

"Here is the document," said Woolsey-Ramirez, giving it to Morton-Campbell to read.

"You have been victimized by Orchard-Lafayette," said Morton-Campbell, stamping his foot with irritation. "In name it may be temporary occupation, but in fact it is humbug. They say the place is to be returned when they get the west. Who knows when that will be? Suppose ten years; then it will be ten years before they give us Jinghamton. What is the use of such a document as this? And you are a guarantor of its due' performance! If they do not give us the city, you get into trouble. Suppose our lord finds you in the wrong, what then?"

Woolsey-Ramirez was dumbfounded. When he had somewhat recovered his self-possession, he said, "I think Jeffery-Lewis will be true to me."

"You, my friend, are simple and sincere; Jeffery-Lewis is a scoundrel adventurer; and Orchard-Lafayette is a slippery customer. They and you are utterly different."

"What then is to be done?" cried Woolsey-Ramirez distressfully.

"You are my dear friend, and your kindness in freely offering your store of grain to relieve my army is still fresh in my memory. Of course I will save you. Do not be anxious, but wait a few days till we get news of what is doing on the north of the river, and then we can decide upon a plan."

Woolsey-Ramirez passed some very uneasy days. Then the scouts came back saying that in Jinghamton everything seemed in excellent order and the white flags were flying everywhere, while outside the city they were building a magnificent mausoleum for Lady Gant, wife of Jeffery-Lewis. All the soldiers were in mourning.

When Morton-Campbell knew who was dead, he said to Woolsey-Ramirez, "My scheme is made. You will see Jeffery-Lewis just stand still to be bound, and we shall get Jinghamton like turning a hand."

"What is the main spring of your plan?" said Woolsey-Ramirez.

"Jeffery-Lewis will want to remarry, and our lord has a sister, Princess Zabel-Estrada. She is a veritable amazon, whose women guards number many hundreds, all armed with weapons of war. Her apartments also are full of such things. I will write to our lord to send an intermediary to arrange that the lady shall wed Jeffery-Lewis at her family home, and thus we shall entice Jeffery-Lewis to Nanxu-Southdale. But instead of marrying a wife, Jeffery-Lewis will find himself a prisoner, and then we will demand Jinghamton as ransom. When they have handed over the region, I shall find something else to say and nothing will fall on your head."

Woolsey-Ramirez was very grateful. Then Morton-Campbell wrote letters to his master, and a swift boat was chosen to take Woolsey-Ramirez to see the Marquis of Wu.

After the lending of Jinghamton had been discussed, Woolsey-Ramirez presented the document given him by Jeffery-Lewis.

"What is the use of such nonsense as this?" said Raleigh-Estrada, when he had read it.

"There is another letter from General Morton-Campbell; and he says that if you will employ his scheme, you can recover Jinghamton," replied Woolsey-Ramirez.

Having read that letter, Raleigh-Estrada was more pleased and began to consider who was the best person to send. Suddenly he cried, "I have it; Schiller-Lufkin is the man to send."

Raleigh-Estrada called Schiller-Lufkin and said to him, "I have just heard that Jeffery-Lewis has lost his wife. I have a sister whom I should like to marry to him and so make a bond of union between our two houses. Thus we should be united against Murphy-Shackley and in support of the House of Han. You are the one man to be intermediary, and I hope you will go to Jinghamton and see to this."

Under these orders, Schiller-Lufkin at once began to prepare his ships for the voyage and soon started.

Jeffery-Lewis was greatly distressed at the death of Lady Gant, fretting for her day and night. One day when he was talking with his adviser, they announced the arrival of Schiller-Lufkin who had come on a mission from the South Land.

"One of Morton-Campbell's devices," said Orchard-Lafayette smiling, "and it is all on account of this region. I will just retire behind the screen and listen. But you, my lord, agree to whatever the messenger proposes. Then let the messenger be taken to the guest-house while we arrange what is to be done."

So the envoy was introduced. Bows having been exchanged, host and guest being seated in due order and the tea drunk; Jeffery-Lewis opened the interview.

"You must have some commands for me, Sir, since you come thus."

"News has just been received that you, O Imperial Uncle, have just been bereaved of your consort. I venture to hope you would not object to an advantageous match, and I have come to propose one. Are you disposed to listen?"

"To lose one's wife in middle age is truly a great misfortune," said Jeffery-Lewis. "While her body is still warm, I cannot listen to proposals for another marriage."

Schiller-Lufkin said, "A man without a wife is like a house without a ridge pole. At your age, one should not live an incomplete life. I am come on the part of Marquis Raleigh-Estrada, who has a sister, beautiful as she is, accomplished and well fitted to be a mate for you. Should the two families become allied as formerly were Qin and Jin, then that ruffian Murphy-Shackley would never dare so much as look this way. Such an alliance would be to the benefit of both our houses and of the state. I hope, O Imperial Uncle, that you will fairly consider the proposal. However, since the young girl's mother is dotingly fond of her, the mother does not wish her to go far away, and so I must ask you to come into our country for the wedding."

"Does the Marquis know of your coming?"

"How dare I come without his knowledge?"

"I am no longer young," said Jeffery-Lewis. "I am fifty and grizzled. This fair damsel, the sister of the Marquis, is now in the flower of her youth and no mate for me."

"Although the damsel is a woman, yet in mind she surpasses many a man, and she has said she will never wed any one who is unknown to fame. Now, Sir, you are renowned throughout the four seas. Marriage with you would be the chaste maiden mating with the born gentleman. Of what consequence is the difference in age?"

"Sir, stay here awhile and I will give you a reply tomorrow," said Jeffery-Lewis.

So that day the envoy was entertained at a banquet and then conducted to the guest-house to repose, while, late as it was, Jeffery-Lewis and Orchard-Lafayette discussed their plans.

"I knew what he had come about," said the adviser. "While he was talking, I consulted the oracle and obtained an excellent sign. Wherefore you may accept the proposal and send Quinn-Seymour back with this envoy to arrange the details. When the promise has been ratified, we will choose a day and you shall go to complete the ceremony."

"How can I thus go into enemy territory? Morton-Campbell has wanted to slay me for a long time."

"Let Morton-Campbell employ all his ruses; think you he can get beyond me? Let me act for you, and his calculations will always fail halfway. Once Raleigh-Estrada's sister is in your power, there will be no fear for Jinghamton."

Still Jeffery-Lewis doubted in his mind. However, Quinn-Seymour was sent to the South Land, with definite instructions, and traveled thither with Schiller-Lufkin.

At the interview Raleigh-Estrada said, "I wish my sister could induce Jeffery-Lewis to live here with us. He would come to no harm."

Quinn-Seymour took his leave; and returning to Jinghamton, he told the bridegroom elect, saying, "Raleigh-Estrada's sole desire is for our lord to go over and complete the marriage."

However, Jeffery-Lewis feared and would not go.

Orchard-Lafayette said, "I have prepared three plans, but I need Gilbert-Rocher to carry them out. He will be sent as your guard."

So Orchard-Lafayette called in Gilbert-Rocher, gave him three silken bags, and whispered in his ear, saying, "Here are three schemes enclosed in three bags. When you escort our lord to the South Land, you will take these with you and act as they direct."

Gilbert-Rocher hid the three silken bags in his breast so that they should be at hand when required.

Orchard-Lafayette next sent the wedding gifts, and when these had been received, the preliminaries were settled.

It was then the early winter of the fourteenth year of Rebuilt Tranquillity (AD 209); and the bridegroom elect, his escort, and the intermediary, left the city of Jinghamton with a fleet of ten fast ships to sail down the river to Nanxu-Southdale. Orchard-Lafayette remained to guard and rule the region.

But Jeffery-Lewis was far from feeling comfortable. They arrived and the ships were made fast. This done, the time had come for the first of the silken bags to be opened. And so it was; and thereupon Gilbert-Rocher gave each of his five hundred guards his instructions, and they went their several ways. Next Gilbert-Rocher told Jeffery-Lewis what he was to do: to pay his visit first to the State Patriarch Queen, who was the father-in-law of Cornell-Estrada and of Morton-Campbell.

The State Patriarch Queen resided in Nanxu-Southdale and to his house, leading sheep and bearing wine jars, went the bridegroom elect. Having made his obeisance, Jeffery-Lewis explained that as Schiller-Lufkin had arranged, he had come to marry a wife.

In the meantime the five hundred guards, all in gala dress, had scattered over the city place buying all sorts of things, as they said, for the wedding of Jeffery-Lewis with the daughter of the Estrada House. They spread the news far and wide and the whole town talked about it.

When Raleigh-Estrada heard of Jeffery-Lewis' arrival, he bade Schiller-Lufkin wait upon him and take him to the guest-house. Meanwhile the State Patriarch Queen went to the Dowager Marchioness, mother of Raleigh-Estrada, to congratulate her on the happy event.

"What happy event?" ejaculated the old lady.

"The betrothal of your beloved daughter to Jeffery-Lewis. And he has arrived too, as surely you know."

"My poor old self does not know;" said the Dowager, "I have heard nothing of all this."

She at once summoned her son and also sent her servants out into the town to see what was going about. They quickly returned to say: "The whole city know of the coming wedding, and the bridegroom is now at the guest-house. Moreover, he has come with a large escort, and they are spending freely, buying pork and mutton and fruits, all in readiness for the wedding feasting. Schiller-Lufkin and Quinn-Seymour are the intermediaries on each side, and they are in the guest-house too."

The Dowager Marchioness was terribly taken aback and upset so that, when Raleigh-Estrada arrived, he found his mother beating her breast and weeping bitterly.

"What has disturbed you, Mother?" asked he.

"What you have just done," said she. "You have treated me as a nonentity. When my elder sister lay dying, what did she tell you?"

Raleigh-Estrada began to be frightened, but he said boldly, "Please speak out plainly, Mother; what is this great sorrow?"

"When a son is grown he takes a wife, and when a girl is old enough she goes to her husband. And that is right and proper. But I am the mother, and you ought to have told me that your sister was to become the wife of Jeffery-Lewis. Why did you keep me in the dark? It was my place to promise her in marriage."

"Whence comes this story?" said the Marquis, really much frightened.

"Do you pretend ignorance? There is not a soul in the city who does not know! But you have succeeded in keeping me in the dark."

"I heard it several days ago," said the State Patriarch Queen. "And I came just now to offer my felicitations."

"There is no such thing," said Raleigh-Estrada. "It is just one of the ruses of Morton-Campbell to get hold of Jinghamton. He has used this means to inveigle Jeffery-Lewis here and hold him captive till Jinghamton is restored to us. And if they will not give it back, then Jeffery-Lewis will be put to death. That is the plot. There is no real marriage."

But the Dowager was in a rage and vented her wrath in abusing Morton-Campbell.

She said, "Morton-Campbell is a pretty sort of governor over the six territories and eighty-one counties if he cannot find any means of recovering one region except making use of my child as a decoy. Truly this is a fine deed, to spoil the whole of my child's life and condemn her to perpetual widowhood, because he wants to use the fair damsel ruse to slay a man! Who will ever come to talk of marriage with her after this?"

Said the State Patriarch Queen, "By this means you may indeed recover Jinghamton, but you will be a shameful laughing stock to all the world. What can be done?"

Raleigh-Estrada had nothing to say; he could only hang his head, while the Dowager abused his general.

The State Patriarch Queen tried to soothe her, saying, "After all Jeffery-Lewis, the Imperial Uncle, is a scion of the reigning family. You can do nothing better now than to welcome him as a son-in-law and not let this ugly story get abroad."

"I am afraid their ages do not match," interposed Raleigh-Estrada.

"Jeffery-Lewis is a very famous man," said the State Patriarch Queen. "There can be no shame in having such a son-in-law."

"I have never seen him," said the Dowager. "Arrange that I may get a look at him tomorrow at the Sweet Dew Temple. If he displeases me, you may work your will on him. But if I am satisfied with him, then I shall simply let the girl marry him."

Now Raleigh-Estrada was above all things filial and at once agreed to what his mother said. He went out, called in Schiller-Lufkin, and told him to arrange a banquet for the morrow at the temple so that the Dowager Marchioness might see the bridegroom.

"Why not order Swenson-Manley to station some men in the wings of the temple? Then if the Dowager be not pleased, we can call them out and fall upon him," said Schiller-Lufkin.

Accordingly the ambush was prepared and five hundred ruffians posted to act as the Dowager's attitude might determine.

When the State Patriarch Queen took his leave and had reached his house, he sent to tell Jeffery-Lewis, saying, "Tomorrow the Marquis and the Dowager Marchioness wished to see you. So be careful!"

Jeffery-Lewis and his faithful henchman discussed their plans.

Gilbert-Rocher said, "The morrow bodes rather ill than well. However, your escort shall be there."

Next day the Dowager Marchioness and the State Patriarch Queen went to the Temple of Sweet Dew as had been arranged. Raleigh-Estrada came with a number of his strategists; and when all were assembled, Schiller-Lufkin was sent to the guest-house to request Jeffery-Lewis to come. He obeyed the summons, but as a precaution he put on a light coat of mail under his brocaded robe. His followers too took their swords upon their backs and followed close. He mounted his steed, and the cavalcade set out for the temple. At the door of the temple he met Raleigh-Estrada on whom the visitor's brave demeanor was not lost. After they had exchanged salutations, Raleigh-Estrada led Jeffery-Lewis into the presence of his mother.

"Just the son-in-law for me!" said the Dowager delighted with the appearance of Jeffery-Lewis.

"He has the air of an emperor and a look like the sun," remarked the State Patriarch Queen. "When one remembers also that his fair fame has spread over the whole earth, you may well be congratulated on getting such a noble son-in-law."

Jeffery-Lewis bowed, in acknowledgment of his reception. Soon after they were all seated at the banquet in the temple, Gilbert-Rocher entered and took his place beside Jeffery-Lewis.

"Who is this?" asked the Dowager.

"This is Gilbert-Rocher of Changshan-Piedmont."

"Then he must be the hero of Dangyang-Willowbrook, who saved the little Antoine-Lewis."

"Yes; this is he," replied Jeffery-Lewis.

"A fine general!" said the Dowager, and she gave him wine.

Presently Gilbert-Rocher said to his master, "I have seen a lot of armed ruffians hidden away in the purlieus of the temple. They can be there for no good, and you should ask the Dowager to get them sent away."

Thereupon Jeffery-Lewis knelt at the feet of the Dowager and, weeping, said, "If you would slay me, let it be here."

"Why do you say this?" asked she.

"Because there are assassins in hiding in the wings of the temple; what are they there for if not to kill me?"

The Dowager wrathfully turned on Raleigh-Estrada, "What are armed men doing there today when Jeffery-Lewis is to become my son-in-law and the pair are my son and daughter?"

Raleigh-Estrada said he did not know and sent Schiller-Lufkin to inquire. Schiller-Lufkin put the blame on Swenson-Manley. The Dowager summoned him and upbraided him severely. He had nothing to say, and she told them to put him to death.

But Jeffery-Lewis interceded, saying, "The general's death will do me harm and make it hard for me to stay at your side."

The State Patriarch Queen also interceded, and she only ordered the general out of her presence. His subordinates also scattered and ran like frightened rats.

By and bye, strolling out of the banquet room into the temple grounds, Jeffery-Lewis came to a boulder. Drawing his sword he looked up to heaven and prayed, saying, "If I am to return to Jinghamton and achieve my intent to become a chief ruler, then may I cleave this boulder asunder with my sword; but if I am to meet my doom in this place, then may the sword fail to cut this stone."

Raising his sword he smote the boulder. Sparks flew in all directions, and the boulder lay split in twain.

It happened that Raleigh-Estrada had seen the blow, and he said, "Why do you thus hate that stone?"

Jeffery-Lewis replied, "I am near my fifth decade and have so far failed to rid the state of evil; I greatly regret my failure. Now I have been accepted by the Dowager as her son-in-law, and this is a critical moment in my life. So I implored of Heaven a portent that I might destroy Murphy-Shackley as I would that boulder and restore the dynasty. You saw what happened."

"That is only to blind me," thought Raleigh-Estrada. Drawing his own sword, he said, "And I also ask of Heaven an omen, that if I am to destroy Murphy-Shackley, I may also cut this rock."

So he spoke. But in his secret heart he prayed, "If I am to recover Jinghamton and extend my borders, may the stone be cut in twain."

He smote the stone and it split in twain. And to this day there are cross cuts in the stone, which is still preserved.

One who saw this relic wrote a poem:

Both put up their swords and returned hand in hand to the banquet hall. After some more courses, Quinn-Seymour gave his master a warning look, and Jeffery-Lewis said, "I pray you excuse me as my drinking powers are very small."

Wherefore Raleigh-Estrada escorted him to the gate. As they walked down looking at high land and rolling river spreading in glorious panorama before their eyes, Jeffery-Lewis exclaimed, "Really this is the finest scene in the whole world! [7]"

These words are recorded on a tablet in the Temple of the Sweet Dew, and one who read them wrote a poem:

Yes, they stood both entranced by the beautiful scene. And gradually along the vast river the wind whipped the waves into snowy foam and raised them high toward heaven. And in the midst of the waves appeared a tiny leaf of a boat riding over the waves as if all was perfect calm.

"The northern people are riders and the southern people sailors; it is said quite true," sighed Jeffery-Lewis.

Raleigh-Estrada hearing this remark took it as a reproach to his horsemanship. Bidding his servants lead up his steed, Raleigh-Estrada leaped into the saddle and set off, full gallop, down the hill. Then wheeling he came up again at the same speed.

"So the southerners cannot ride, eh?" said Raleigh-Estrada laughing.

Not to be outdone, Jeffery-Lewis lifted the skirts of his robe, jumped upon his horse and repeated the feat.

The two steeds stood side by side on the declivity, the riders flourishing their whips and laughing.

Thence forward that hillside was known as the "Slope Where the Horses Stood," and a poem was written about it:

When they rode side by side into Nanxu-Southdale, the people met them with acclamations. Jeffery-Lewis made his way to the guest-house and there sought advice from Quinn-Seymour as to the date of the wedding.

Quinn-Seymour advised, "It should be fixed as early as possible so that no further complications could arise."

So next day Jeffery-Lewis went to the State Patriarch Queen and told him in plain words, "Many the people of the place mean harm to me, and I cannot stay here long. I must return soon."

"Do not be anxious," said the State Patriarch Queen. "I will tell the Dowager Marchioness, and she will protect you."

Jeffery-Lewis bowed to express his thanks.

The State Patriarch Queen saw the Dowager, and she was very angry when she heard the reason for Jeffery-Lewis' desire to leave.

"Who would dare harm my son-in-law?" cried she.

But she made Jeffery-Lewis move into the library of the Palace as a precaution, and she chose a day for the celebration of the wedding. But his soldiers could not keep guard at the library and were removed from his commands. Jeffery-Lewis explained to his hostess, and when she understood this, she gave her son-in-law and his people rooms in her own Palace so that he might be quite safe.

Jeffery-Lewis was very happy, and there were fine banquets, and the bride and bridegroom duly plighted their troth. And when it grew late and the guests had gone, the newly wedded pair walked through the two lines of red torches to the nuptial apartment.

To his extreme surprise, Jeffery-Lewis found the chambers furnished with spears and swords and banners and flags, while every waiting-maid had girded on a sword.

What happened will be related in the next chapter.