Jeff Briggs's Love Story
By Bret Harte
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Not surprisingly, a lot has been written about the West, and one of the best known writers about the West in the 19th century was Francis Bret Harte (1836-1902), who wrote poetry and short stories during his literary career. Harte was on the West Coast by the 1860s, placing himself in perfect position to document and depict frontier life.
Bret Harte
Bret Harte (1836–1902) was an author and poet known for his romantic depictions of the American West and the California gold rush. Born in New York, Harte moved to California when he was seventeen and worked as a miner, messenger, and journalist. In 1868 he became editor of the Overland Monthly, a literary journal in which he published his most famous work, “The Luck of Roaring Camp.” In 1871 Harte returned east to further his writing career. He spent his later years as an American diplomat in Germany and Britain.
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JEFF BRIGGS’S LOVE STORY
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Bret Harte
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Jeff Briggs’s Love Story
By
Bret Harte
Jeff Briggs’s Love Story
Published by Lasso Press
New York City, NY
First published circa 1902
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I.
It was raining and blowing at Eldridge’s Crossing. From the stately pine-trees on the hill-tops, which were dignifiedly protesting through their rigid spines upward, to the hysterical willows in the hollow, that had whipped themselves into a maudlin fury, there was a general tumult. When the wind lulled, the rain kept up the distraction, firing long volleys across the road, letting loose miniature cataracts from the hill-sides to brawl in the ditches, and beating down the heavy heads of wild oats on the levels; when the rain ceased for a moment the wind charged over the already defeated field, ruffled the gullies, scattered the spray from the roadside pines, and added insult to injury. But both wind and rain concentrated their energies in a malevolent attempt to utterly disperse and scatter the Half-way House,
which seemed to have wholly lost its way, and strayed into the open, where, dazed and bewildered, unprepared and unprotected, it was exposed to the taunting fury of the blast. A loose, shambling, disjointed, hastily built structure—representing the worst features of Pioneer renaissance—it rattled its loose window-sashes like chattering teeth, banged its ill-hung shutters, and admitted so much of the invading storm, that it might have blown up or blown down with equal facility.
Jefferson Briggs, proprietor and landlord of the Half-way House,
had just gone through the formality of closing his house for the night, hanging dangerously out of the window in the vain attempt to subdue a rebellious shutter that had evidently entered into conspiracy with the invaders, and, shutting a door as against a sheriff’s posse, was going to bed—i. e., to read himself asleep, as was his custom. As he entered his little bedroom in the attic with a highly exciting novel in his pocket and a kerosene lamp in his hand, the wind, lying in wait for him, instantly extinguished his lamp and slammed the door behind him. Jefferson Briggs relighted the lamp, as if confidentially, in a corner, and, shielding it in the bosom of his red flannel shirt, which gave him the appearance of an illuminated shrine, hung a heavy bear-skin across the window, and then carefully deposited his lamp upon a chair at his bedside. This done, he kicked off his boots, flung them into a corner, and, rolling himself in a blanket, lay down upon the bed. A habit of early rising, bringing with it, presumably, the proverbial accompaniment of health, wisdom, and pecuniary emoluments, had also brought with it certain ideas of the effeminacy of separate toilettes and the virtue of readiness.
In a few moments he was deep in a chapter.
A vague pecking at his door—as of an unseasonable woodpecker, finally asserted itself to his consciousness. Come in,
he said, with his eye still on the page.
The door opened to a gaunt figure, partly composed of bed-quilt and partly of plaid shawl. A predominance of the latter and a long wisp of iron-gray hair determined her sex. She leaned against the post with an air of fatigue, half moral and half physical.
How ye kin lie thar, abed, Jeff, and read and smoke on sich a night! The sperrit o’ the Lord abroad over the yearth—and up stage not gone by yet. Well, well! it’s well thar ez SOME EZ CAN’T SLEEP.
The up coach, like as not, is stopped by high water on the North Fork, ten miles away, aunty,
responded Jeff, keeping to the facts. Possibly not recognizing the hand of the beneficent Creator in the rebellious window shutter, he avoided theology.
Well,
responded the figure, with an air of delivering an unheeded and thankless warning, it is not for ME to say. P’raps it’s all His wisdom that some will keep to their own mind. It’s well ez some hezn’t narves, and kin luxuriate in terbacker in the night watches. But He says, ‘I’ll come like a thief in the night!’—like a thief in the night, Jeff.
Totally unable to reconcile this illustration with the delayed Pioneer
coach and Yuba Bill, its driver, Jeff lay silent. In his own way, perhaps, he was uneasy—not to say shocked—at his aunt’s habitual freedom of scriptural quotation, as that good lady herself was with an occasional oath from his lips; a fact, by the way, not generally understood by purveyors of Scripture, licensed and unlicensed.
I’d take a pull at them bitters, aunty,
said Jeff feebly, with his wandering eye still recurring to his page. They’ll do ye a power of good in the way o’ calmin’ yer narves.
Ef I was like some folks I wouldn’t want bitters—though made outer the simplest yarbs of the yearth, with jest enough sperrit to bring out the vartoos—ez Deacon Stoer’s Balm ‘er Gilead is—what yer meaning? Ef I was like some folks I could lie thar and smoke in the lap o’ idleness—with fourteen beds in the house empty, and nary lodger for one of ‘em. Ef I was that indifferent to havin’ invested my fortin in the good will o’ this house, and not ez much ez a single transient lookin’ in, I could lie down and take comfort in profane literatoor. But it ain’t in me to do it. And it wasn’t your father’s way, Jeff, neither!
As the elder Briggs’s way had been to seek surcease from such trouble at the gambling table, and eventually, in suicide, Jeff could not deny it. But he did not say that a full realization of his unhappy venture overcame him as he closed the blinds of the hotel that night; and that the half desperate idea of abandoning it then and there to the warring elements that had resented his trespass on Nature seemed to him an act of simple reason and justice. He did not say this, for easy-going natures are not apt to explain the processes by which their content or resignation is reached, and are therefore supposed to have none. Keeping to the facts, he simply suggested the weather was unfavorable to travelers, and again found his place on the page before