{"product_id":"2940148878896","title":"Colonel Carter's Christmas and The Romance of an Old-Fashioned Gentleman (Illustrated)","description":"To my Readers:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt will be remembered, doubtless, that the chronicles of my very dear friend, Colonel Carter (published some years ago), make mention of but one festival of importance—a dinner given at Carter Hall, near Cartersville, Virginia; the Colonel’s ancestral home. This dinner, as you already know, was to celebrate two important events—the sale to the English syndicate of the coal lands, the exclusive property of the Colonel’s beloved aunt, Miss Nancy Carter; and the instantaneous transfer by that generous woman of all the purchase money to the Colonel’s slender bank account: a transaction which, to quote his own words as he gallantly drank her health in acknowledgment of the gift, “enabled him to provide for one of the loveliest of her sex—she who graces our boa’d—and to enrich her declining days not only with all the comforts, but with many of the luxuries she was bawn to enjoy.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSeveral other festivals, however, did take place: not in the days of the dear Colonel’s prosperity, nor yet at Carter Hall, but in his impecunious days in New York, while he was still living in the little house on Bedford [Pg vi]Place within a stone’s throw of the tall clock-tower of Jefferson Market. This house, you will recall, sat back from the street behind a larger and more modern dwelling, its only outlet to the main thoroughfare being through a narrow, grewsome tunnel, lighted during the day by a half-moon sawed out in the swinging gate which marked its street entrance and illumined at night by a rusty lantern with dingy glass sides.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAll reference to one of these festivals—a particular and most important festival—was omitted, much to my regret, from my published chronicles, owing to the express commands of the Colonel himself: commands issued not only out of consideration for the feelings of one of the participants—a man who had been challenged by him to mortal duel, and therefore his enemy—but because on that joyous occasion this same offender was his guest, and so protected by his hospitality.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis man was no less a person than the eminent financier, Mr. P. A. Klutchem, of Klutchem, Skinham \u0026amp; Co., who, you will remember, had in an open office and in the presence of many mutual friends, denounced in unmeasured terms the Cartersville \u0026amp; Warrentown Air Line Railroad—an enterprise to which the Virginian had lent his name and which, with the help of his friend Mr. Fitzpatrick, he was then trying to finance. Not content with thus slandering the road itself, characterizing it as “beginning nowhere and [Pg vii]ending nowhere,” Mr. Klutchem had even gone so far as to attack the good name of its securities, known as the “Garden Spot” Bonds, and to state boldly that he would not “give a yellow dog” for “enough of ’em to paper a church.” The Colonel’s immediate resentment of this insult; his prompt challenge to Mr. Klutchem to meet him in mortal duel; Mr. Klutchem’s refusal and the events which followed, are too well known to you to need further reference here.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe death of this Mr. Klutchem some years ago decided me again to seek the Colonel’s permission to lay before my readers a succinct account, first of what led up to this most important celebration, and then some of the details of the celebration itself—one of the most delightful, if not the most delightful, of all the many delightful festivals held in the Colonel’s cosy quarters on Bedford Place.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMy communication drew from Colonel Carter the following characteristic letter:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCarter Hall, Cartersville, Va.,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMy Dear Major:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI have your very kind and welcome letter, and am greatly impressed by the views you hold. I was averse at the time to any reference being made to the matter to which you so kindly refer, for the reason that some men are often more sensitive over their virtues than they are over their faults.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMr. Klutchem’s death, of course, completely alters the situation, and you can make what use you please of the incidents. In this decision I have been helped by my dear Fitz, who spent [Pg viii]last Sunday with us on his way South to investigate a financial matter of enormous magnitude and which only a giant intellect like his own can grasp. Fitz’s only fear—I quote his exact words, my dear Major,—is that “you will let Klutchem down easy instead of roasting him alive as he deserves,” but then you must not mind Fitz, for he always uses intemperate language when speaking of this gentleman.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYour room is always ready for you, and if you will run down to us now, we can smother you in roses. Chad is over his cold, but the old man seems feeble at times. Aunt Nancy is out in her coach paying some visits,","brand":"Lost Leaf Publications","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47111584415984,"sku":"2940148878896","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940148878896_p0.jpg?v=1763709290","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940148878896","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}