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nyrecord of his better deeds; although these were many。 His son; too;inherited the persecuting spirit; and made himself so conspicuous inthe martyrdom of the witches; that their blood may fairly be said tohave left a stain upon him。 So deep a stain; indeed; that his olddry bones; in the Charter Street burial…ground; must still retainit; if they have not crumbled utterly to dust! I know not whetherthese ancestors of mine bethought themselves to repent; and ask pardonof Heaven; for their cruelties; or whether they are now groaning underthe heavy consequences of them; in another state of being。 At allevents; I; the present writer; as their representative; hereby takeshame upon myself for their sakes; and pray that any curse incurred bythem… as I have heard; and as the dreary and unprosperous condition ofthe race; for many a long year back; would argue to exist… may benow and henceforth removed。  Doubtless; however; either of these stern and black…browedPuritans would have thought it quite a sufficient retribution forhis sins; that; after so long a lapse of years; the old trunk of thefamily tree; with so much venerable moss upon it; should have borne;as its topmost bough; an idler like myself。 No aim; that I have evercherished; would they recognise as laudable; no success of mine… ifmy life; beyond its domestic scope; had ever been brightened bysuccess… would they deem otherwise than worthless; if not positivelydisgraceful。 〃Where is he?〃 murmurs one grey shadow of myforefathers to the other。 〃A writer of story…books! What kind of abusiness in life… what mode of glorifying God; or being serviceable tomankind in his day and generation… may that be? Why; the degeneratefellow might as well have been a fiddler!〃 Such are the plimentsbandied between my great…grandsires and myself; across the gulf oftime! And yet; let them scorn me as they will; strong traits oftheir nature have intertwined themselves with mine。  Planted deep; in the town's earliest infancy and childhood; by thesetwo 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 theother hand; after the first two generations; performing anymemorable deed; or so much as putting forward a claim to publicnotice。 Gradually; they have sunk almost out of sight; as oldhouses; here and there about the streets; get covered half…way tothe eaves by the accumulation of new soil。 From father to son; forabove a hundred years; they followed the sea; a grey…headedshipmaster; in each generation; retiring from the quarter…deck tothe homestead; while a boy of fourteen took the hereditary placebefore the mast; confronting the salt spray and the gale; which hadblustered against his sire and grandsire。 The boy; also; in duetime; passed from the forecastle to the cabin; spent a tempestuousmanhood; and returned from his world…wanderings; to grow old; and die;and mingle his dust with the natal earth。 This long connection of afamily with one spot; as its place of birth and burial; creates akindred between the human being and the locality; quite independent ofany charm in the scenery or moral circumstances that surround him。It is not love; but instinct。 The new inhabitant… who came himselffrom a foreign land; or whose father or grandfather came… has littleclaim to be called a Salemite; he has no conception of the oyster…liketenacity with which an old settler; over whom his third century iscreeping; clings to the spot where his successive generations havebeen imbedded。 It is no matter that the place is joyless for him; thathe is weary of the old wooden houses; the mud and dust; the dead levelof site and sentiment; the chill east wind; and the chillest of socialatmospheres; all these; and whatever faults besides he may see orimagine; are nothing to the purpose。 The spell survives; and just aspowerfully as if the natal spot were an earthly paradise。 So has itbeen in my case。 I felt it almost as a destiny to make Salem myhome; so that the mould of features and cast of character which hadall along been familiar here… ever; as one representative of therace lay down in his grave; another assuming; as it were; hissentry…march along the main street… might still in my little day beseen and recognised in the old town。 Nevertheless; this very sentimentis an evidence that the connection; which has bee an unhealthy one;should at least be severed。 Human nature will not flourish; any morethan a potato; if it be planted and replanted; for too long a seriesof generations; in the same worn…out soil。 My children have hadother birthplaces; and; so far as their fortunes may be within mycontrol; 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 tofill a place in Uncle Sam's brick edifice; when I might as well; orbetter; have gone somewhere else。 My doom was on me。 It was not thefirst time; nor the second; that I had gone away… as it seemed;permanently… but yet returned; like the bad halfpenny; or as ifSalem were for me the inevitable centre of the universe。 So; onefine morning; I ascended the flight of granite steps; with thePresident's mission in my pocket; and was introduced to the corpsof gentlemen who were to aid me in my weighty responsibility; as chiefexecutive officer of the Custom…House。  I doubt greatly… or; rather; I do not doubt at all… whether anypublic functionary of the United States; either in the civil ormilitary line; has ever had such a patriarchal body of veteransunder his orders as myself。 The whereabouts of the Oldest Inhabitantwas at once settled; when I looked at them。 For upwards of twentyyears before this epoch; the independent position of the Collector hadkept the Salem Custom…House out of the whirlpool of politicalvicissitude; which makes the tenure of office generally so fragile。A soldier… New England's most distinguished soldier… he stood firmlyon the pedestal of his gallant services; and; himself secure in thewise liberality of the successive administrations through which he hadheld office; he had been the safety of his subordinates in many anhour of danger and heartquake。 General Miller was radicallyconservative; a man over whose kindly nature habit had no slightinfluence; attaching himself strongly to familiar faces; and withdifficulty moved to change; even when change might have broughtunquestionable improvement。 Thus; on taking charge of my department; Ifound few but aged men。 They were ancient sea…captains; for the mostpart; who; after being tossed on every sea; and standing up sturdilyagainst life's tempestuous blast; had finally drifted into thisquiet nook; where; with little to disturb them; except theperiodical terrors of a Presidential election; they one and allacquired a new lease of existence。 Though by no means less liable thantheir fellow…men to age and infirmity; they had evidently sometalisman or other that kept death at bay。 Two or three of theirnumber; as I was assured; being gouty and rheumatic; or perhapsbed…ridden; never dreamed of making their appearance at theCustom…House during a large part of the year; but; after a torpidwinter; would creep out into the warm sunshine of May or June; golazily about what they termed duty; and; at their own leisure andconvenience; betake themselves to bed again。 I must plead guilty tothe charge of abbreviating the official breath of more than one ofthese venerable servants of the republic。 They were allowed; on myrepresentation; to rest from their arduous labours; and soonafterwards… as if their sole principle of life had been zeal for theircountry's service; as I verily believe it was… withdrew to a betterworld。 It is a pious consolation to me; that; through my interference;a sufficient space was allowed them for repentance of the evil andcorrupt practices; into which; as a matter of course; everyCustom…House officer must be supposed to fall。 Neither the front northe back entrance of the Custom…House opens on the road to Paradise。  The greater part of my officers were Whigs。 It was well for theirvenerable brotherhood that the new Surveyor was not a politician; and;though a faithful Democrat in principle; neither received nor held hisoffice with any reference to political services。 Had it beenotherwise… had an active politician been put into this influentialpost; to assume the easy task of making head against a Whig Collector;whose infirmities withheld him from the personal administration of hisoffice… hardly a man of the old corps would have drawn the breath ofofficial life within a month after the exterminating angel had e upthe Custom…House steps。 According to the received code in suchmatters; it would have been nothing short of duty; in a politician; tobring every one of those white heads under the axe of theguillotine。 It was plain enough to discern; that the old fellowsdreaded some such discourtesy at my hands。 It pained; and at thesame time amused me; to behold the terrors that attended my advent; tosee a furrowed cheek; weather…beaten by half a century of storm;turn ashy pale at the glance of so harmless an individual as myself;to detect; as one or another addressed me; the tremor of a voice;which; in long…past days; had been wont to bellow through aspeaking…trumpet; hoarsely enough to frighten Boreas himself tosilence。 They knew; these excellent old persons; that; by allestablished rule… and; as regarded some of them; weighed by their ownlack of efficiency for business… they ought to have given place toyounger men; more orthodox in politics; and altogether fitter thanthemselves to serve our mon Uncle。 I knew it too; but could neverquite find in my heart to act upon the knowledge。 Much anddeservedly to my own discredit; therefore; and considerably to thedetriment of my official conscience; they continued; during myincumbency; to creep about the wharves; and loiter up and down theCustom…House steps。 They spent a good deal of time; also; asleep intheir accustomed corners; with their chairs tilted back against thewall; awaking; however; once or twice in a forenoon; to bore oneanother with the several thousandth repetition of old sea…stories; andmouldy jokes; that had grown to be passwords and countersigns amongthem。  The discovery was soon made; I imagine; that the new Surveyor had nogreat harm in him。 So; with lightsome hearts; and the happyconsciousness of being usefully employed… in their own behalf; atleast; if not for our beloved country… these good old gentlemen wentthrough the various formalities of office。 Sagaciously under theirspectacles; did they peep into the holds of vessels! Mighty wastheir fuss about little matters; and marvellous; sometimes; theobtuseness that allowed greater ones to slip between their fingers!Whenever such a mischance occurred… when a waggon…load of valuablemerchandise had been smuggled ashore; at noonday; perhaps; anddirectly beneath their unsuspicious noses… nothing could exceed thevigilance and alacrity with which they proceeded to lock; anddouble…lock; and secure with tape and sealing…wax; all the avenuesof the delinquent vessel。 Instead of a reprimand for their previousnegligence; the case seemed rather to require an eulogium on theirpraiseworthy caution; after the mischief had happened; a gratefulrecognition of the promptitude of their zeal; the moment that therewas no longer any remedy。  Unless people are more than monly disagreeable; it is myfoolish habit to contract a kindness for them。 The better part of mypanion's character; if it have a better part; is that which usuallyes uppermost in my regard; and forms the type whereby I recognisethe man。 As most of these old Custom…House officers had good traits;and as my position in reference to them; being paternal andprotective; was favourable to the growth of friendly sentiments; Isoon grew to like them all。 It was pleasant; in the summerforenoons… when the fervent heat; that almost liquefied the rest ofthe human family; merely municated a genial warmth to theirhalf…torpid systems… it was pleasant to hear them chatting in the backentry; a row of them all tipped against the wall; as usual; whilethe frozen witticisms of past generations were thawed out; and camebubbling with laughter from their lips。 Externally; the jollity ofaged men has much in mon with the mirth of children; the intellect;any more than a deep sense of humour; has little to do with thematter; it is; with both; a gleam that plays upon the surface; andimparts a sunny and cheery aspect alike to the green branch; and grey;mouldering trunk。 In one case; however; it is real sunshine; in theother; it more resembles the phosphorescent glow of decaying wood。  It would be sad injustice; the reader must understand; torepresent all my excellent old friends as in their dotage。 In thefirst place; my coadjutors were not invariably old; there were menamong them in their strength and prime; of marked ability andenergy; and altogether superior to the sluggish and dependent modeof life on which their evil stars had cast them。 Then; moreover; thewhite locks of age were sometimes found to be the thatch of anintellectual tenement in good repair。 But; as respects the majority ofmy corps of veterans; there will be no wrong done; if I characterisethem generally as a set of wear

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