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dry bones; in the Charter Street burial…ground; must still retain

it; if they have not crumbled utterly to dust! I know not whether

these ancestors of mine bethought themselves to repent; and ask pardon

of Heaven; for their cruelties; or whether they are now groaning under

the heavy consequences of them; in another state of being。 At all

events; I; the present writer; as their representative; hereby take

shame upon myself for their sakes; and pray that any curse incurred by

them… as I have heard; and as the dreary and unprosperous condition of

the race; for many a long year back; would argue to exist… may be

now and henceforth removed。

  Doubtless; however; either of these stern and black…browed

Puritans would have thought it quite a sufficient retribution for

his sins; that; after so long a lapse of years; the old trunk of the

family tree; with so much venerable moss upon it; should have borne;

as its topmost bough; an idler like myself。 No aim; that I have ever

cherished; would they recognise as laudable; no success of mine… if

my life; beyond its domestic scope; had ever been brightened by

success… would they deem otherwise than worthless; if not positively

disgraceful。 〃Where is he?〃 murmurs one grey shadow of my

forefathers to the other。 〃A writer of story…books! What kind of a

business in life… what mode of glorifying God; or being serviceable to

mankind in his day and generation… may that be? Why; the degenerate

fellow might as well have been a fiddler!〃 Such are the compliments

bandied between my great…grandsires and myself; across the gulf of

time! And yet; let them scorn me as they will; strong traits of

their nature have intertwined themselves with mine。

  Planted deep; in the town's earliest infancy and childhood; by these

two earnest and energetic men; the race has ever since subsisted here;

always; too; in respectability; never; so far as I have known;

disgraced by a single unworthy member; but seldom or never; on the

other hand; after the first two generations; performing any

memorable deed; or so much as putting forward a claim to public

notice。 Gradually; they have sunk almost out of sight; as old

houses; here and there about the streets; get covered half…way to

the eaves by the accumulation of new soil。 From father to son; for

above a hundred years; they followed the sea; a grey…headed

shipmaster; in each generation; retiring from the quarter…deck to

the homestead; while a boy of fourteen took the hereditary place

before the mast; confronting the salt spray and the gale; which had

blustered against his sire and grandsire。 The boy; also; in due

time; passed from the forecastle to the cabin; spent a tempestuous

manhood; and returned from his world…wanderings; to grow old; and die;

and mingle his dust with the natal earth。 This long connection of a

family with one spot; as its place of birth and burial; creates a

kindred between the human being and the locality; quite independent of

any charm in the scenery or moral circumstances that surround him。

It is not love; but instinct。 The new inhabitant… who came himself

from a foreign land; or whose father or grandfather came… has little

claim to be called a Salemite; he has no conception of the oyster…like

tenacity with which an old settler; over whom his third century is

creeping; clings to the spot where his successive generations have

been imbedded。 It is no matter that the place is joyless for him; that

he is weary of the old wooden houses; the mud and dust; the dead level

of site and sentiment; the chill east wind; and the chillest of social

atmospheres; all these; and whatever faults besides he may see or

imagine; are nothing to the purpose。 The spell survives; and just as

powerfully as if the natal spot were an earthly paradise。 So has it

been in my case。 I felt it almost as a destiny to make Salem my

home; so that the mould of features and cast of character which had

all along been familiar here… ever; as one representative of the

race lay down in his grave; another assuming; as it were; his

sentry…march along the main street… might still in my little day be

seen and recognised in the old town。 Nevertheless; this very sentiment

is an evidence that the connection; which has become an unhealthy one;

should at least be severed。 Human nature will not flourish; any more

than a potato; if it be planted and replanted; for too long a series

of generations; in the same worn…out soil。 My children have had

other birthplaces; and; so far as their fortunes may be within my

control; shall strike their roots into unaccustomed earth。

  On emerging from the Old Manse; it was chiefly this strange;

indolent; unjoyous attachment for my native town; that brought me to

fill a place in Uncle Sam's brick edifice; when I might as well; or

better; have gone somewhere else。 My doom was on me。 It was not the

first time; nor the second; that I had gone away… as it seemed;

permanently… but yet returned; like the bad halfpenny; or as if

Salem were for me the inevitable centre of the universe。 So; one

fine morning; I ascended the flight of granite steps; with the

President's commission in my pocket; and was introduced to the corps

of gentlemen who were to aid me in my weighty responsibility; as chief

executive officer of the Custom…House。

  I doubt greatly… or; rather; I do not doubt at all… whether any

public functionary of the United States; either in the civil or

military line; has ever had such a patriarchal body of veterans

under his orders as myself。 The whereabouts of the Oldest Inhabitant

was at once settled; when I looked at them。 For upwards of twenty

years before this epoch; the independent position of the Collector had

kept the Salem Custom…House out of the whirlpool of political

vicissitude; which makes the tenure of office generally so fragile。

A soldier… New England's most distinguished soldier… he stood firmly

on the pedestal of his gallant services; and; himself secure in the

wise liberality of the successive administrations through which he had

held office; he had been the safety of his subordinates in many an

hour of danger and heartquake。 General Miller was radically

conservative; a man over whose kindly nature habit had no slight

influence; attaching himself strongly to familiar faces; and with

difficulty moved to change; even when change might have brought

unquestionable improvement。 Thus; on taking charge of my department; I

found few but aged men。 They were ancient sea…captains; for the most

part; who; after being tossed on every sea; and standing up sturdily

against life's tempestuous blast; had finally drifted into this

quiet nook; where; with little to disturb them; except the

periodical terrors of a Presidential election; they one and all

acquired a new lease of existence。 Though by no means less liable than

their fellow…men to age and infirmity; they had evidently some

talisman or other that kept death at bay。 Two or three of their

number; as I was assure
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