From New York, Vermont, New Hampshire, Maine had come a strange company, earnest, patient, determined, un schooled In even the primer of refinement, hungry for some thing the significance of which, when they had it, they could not even guess, anxious to be called great, determined so to be without ever knowing how. Here came the dreamy gentleman of the South, robbed of his patrimony; the hopeful student of Yale and Harvard and Princeton; the enfranchised miner of California and the Rockies, his bags Ofgold and silver in his hands. Here was already the bewil dered foreigner, an alien speech confounding him — the Hun, the Pole, the Swede, the German, the Russian — seeking his homely colonies, fearing his neighbor of another race.
