It was after Burr's death, and the scribe had visions of publishing something illuminating about this most mysterious and inscrutable genius.
"And now about Burr's private life," he insinuated confidentially.
The artist turned on him savagely.
"You let Burr's private life alone!" he snarled.
The author fled, deciding that he certainly would do just that! Burr came home.

But fate was not through with him yet.

Dear Theo set sail without delay, from South Carolina, to meet her father in New York.

He had been gone years, and she was hungry for the sight of him.
Her little son had died, and father and daughter longed to be together again.
Her boat was the _Patriot_--and the _Patriot_ has never been heard from since she put out.

She was reported sunk off Cape Hatteras, but for many years a haunting report persisted that she had been captured by the pirates that then infested coastwise trade.