About the same time that The Holy Terror to the Moors1 was making her marvellous entrance into the road of Tolari, and the sad and black galley2 of Malta was standing3 toward her, three vessels5 of very different character were anchored in Port Mage, quite a good road situated6 on the northeast of the island of Port-Cros, one of the smallest of the Hyères islands.
Port-Cros, about six or seven leagues from La Ciotat, was at this time of year thickly populated, inasmuch as the season for tunnies and sardines7 brought many fishermen there who made it a temporary home.
Two galleys8 and a chebec were at anchor in the bay of which we speak. The tempest had not diminished in violence, but the waters of Port Mage, protected by the high lands on the northwest side, were very tranquil9, and reflected in their calm azure10 the brilliant colours which shone from the Red Galleon11 of Pog-Reis and the green galley of Trimalcyon. The chebec, commanded by Erebus, had nothing remarkable12 in its exterior13.
The fears of the watchman and the suspicions of Reine were only too well founded. The three unknown men of the gorges14 of Ollioules were no other than pirate captains, not natives of Barbary, but renegades.
During one of their cruises, they got possession of a Holland vessel4, and found on board a Muscovite lord, his son, and preceptor. After having sold them as slaves in Algiers, they took their papers and had the audacity16 to disembark at Cette, and, coming to Marseilles by land, to present themselves to the Marshal of Vitry under borrowed names. The marshal, deceived by the very boldness of this artifice17, received them hospitably18.
After a sojourn19 quite profitably employed in making inquiries20 concerning the departures and arrivals of vessels of commerce, the three corsairs returned to Cette, and at that point were not distant from the coast of Provence.
They contemplated21 an important attack on this seashore, and had been keeping themselves sometimes in one of the numerous bays of the island of Corsica, and sometimes in one of the little deserted22 harbours on the coasts of France or of Savoy; for, at this period, the shores were so badly guarded that pirates risked such positions without fear, and too often without danger.
There was as much difference in the aspect of the two pirate galleys of which we speak, and that of the commander, as there could be between a solemnly attired23 nun24 and a silly Bohemian girl glittering in satin and spangles. One was as silent and somber25 as the others were gay and blustering26.
We prefer to conduct the reader on board the Sybarite, a galley of twenty-six oars27 commanded by Trimalcyon, and anchored a few cable lengths from the Red Galleon of Pog-Reis.
The construction of the pirate galleys resembled very much that of the galleys of Malta; but the ornamentation and splendour of the furniture and accommodation inside differed greatly from them.
The crew was composed of slaves, whether Christians29, negroes, or even Turks, as the renegades took little pains as to the manner of recruiting the service of their vessels.
Although they were chained to their benches, as were the crews on the galleys of Malta, the slaves of the Sybarite seemed to partake of the joyous30 atmosphere which surrounded them.
Instead of having a ferocious31, morose32, or dejected air, their countenances33 expressed a vulgar indifference35 or a cynical36 insolence37. They appeared robust38 and capable of enduring the severest fatigue39, but the fear inspired by their undisciplined character could be seen in the heroic appointments of repression40 which surrounded them.
Two pieces of ordnance41 and several blunderbusses on pivot42, constantly turned on the crew, were disposed in such a manner that they could sweep the galley from one end to the other.
The spahis, or select soldiers charged with superintending the crew, always wore long pistols in their belts, and carried a battle-axe in their hands.
The uniform of these spahis consisted of red mantles43, gaiters of embroidered44 morocco, and a coat of mail underneath45 a jacket which was trimmed with yellow lace.
Their scarlet46 fez was surmounted47 by a turban of coarse white muslin, loosely rolled in the antique style which, it was said, ran back to the time of the soldiers of Hai-Keddin-Barberousse.
The costume of the crew was not uniform, as plunder48 and pillage49 were the principal means by which worn-out garments were replaced. Some of them wore breeches and doublets upon which could be seen the marks of the gold or silver lace which had once adorned50 them, and which had been removed for the profit of the reis or the captain. Others were clothed in the coats of soldiers, and some even wore the black felt garments taken from the soldiers of religion.
Notwithstanding the heterogeneous51 appearance of the crew, the galley of Trimalcyon-Reis was kept with scrupulous52 cleanliness. Its sea-green colour, relieved with fillets of purple, was, at the stern, richly set off in gold, and, in fact, a red flag, on which was embroidered in white the two-edged scimitar, called Zulfekar, was the only sign by which the Sybarite could be recognised as a pirate vessel.
Not far distant lay at anchor the Red Galleon of Pog-Reis, which had a severer and more warlike appearance, and near the entrance of the bay the Tsekedery, or light vessel commanded by Erebus, carried the same standard.
The coasts of France were then, as we have said, in such a deplorable state of defence that these three vessels had been able, without the slightest obstacle, to put into port, in order to escape the storm which raged the day before.
If the exterior of the Sybarite was splendid, her interior offered all the refinements53 of the most elaborate luxury, in which there was a happy combination of the customs of the West and the East.
A dwarf54 negro, fantastically attired, had just struck three resounding55 blows on a Chinese gong placed at the stem near the helm. At this signal a band of musical instruments performed some martial56 airs. It was the dinner-hour of Trimalcyon, and the chamber57 of the stem had been converted temporarily into a dining-room.
The partitions were hidden under rich tapestries58 of poppy-coloured Venetian brocatelle with handsome designs in green and gold.
Pog and Trimalcyon were seated at table.
Trimalcyon had the same characteristic corpulence, the same bright complexion59, shrewd eye, joyous countenance34, and red, sensual lips. His long, soft cloak of blue velvet60 disclosed, in opening, a buff-skin of extreme elasticity61, covered over with a steel net so finely wrought62 that it was as flexible as the thinnest material. This habit of wearing continually a defensive63 armour64 proved in what confident security the captain of the Sybarite was accustomed to live.
Pog-Reis, sitting opposite his companion, had also the same haughty65, sarcastic66 manner. He wore an Arabian yellek of black velvet embroidered with black silk, on which hung at full length his heavy red beard; his green and red cap of the Albanian fashion covered half his white forehead, which was deeply furrowed67 with wrinkles.
Two female slaves of great beauty, one a mulattress, the other a Circassian, dressed in light, thin gowns of Smyrna material, performed, with the aid of the dwarf negro, the table service of Trimalcyon.
On revolving68 shelves were displayed magnificent pieces of plate, unmatched and incomplete it is true, but of the most beautiful workmanship, some of silver, some of gilt69, and others of gold set with precious stones. In the midst of this plate, the fruit of robbery and murder, were placed, in sacrilegious derision, sacred vessels, carried away either from the churches on the seashore or from Christian28 ships.
A very penetrating70 and very sweet perfume burned in a censer hanging from one of the rafters of the ceiling. Seated on a luxurious71 divan72, the captain of the Sybarite said to his guest:
“Excuse this poor hospitality, my comrade. I would prefer to replace these poor girls with Egyptian slaves, who, equipped with ewers73 of Corinthian metal, would sprinkle, as they sang, rose-scented snow-water on our hands.”
“You do not lack vases and ewers, Trimalcyon,” said Pog, throwing a significant glance at the sideboard.
“Ah, well, yes, there are vases of gold and silver, but what is that compared to the Corinthian metal of which antiquity75 speaks: a metal made of a mixture of gold, silver, and bronze, and so marvellously wrought that a large ewer74 and basin only weighed one pound? By Sardanapalus! comrade, some day I must make a descent on Messina. They say that the viceroy possesses several antique statuettes of that precious metal. But take some of this partridge pudding spiced with wild aniseed; I had it served on its silver gridiron burning hot. Or do you prefer these imitations of pea-fowl eggs? You will find there, instead of the yellow, a very fat tit-lark, well yellowed, and, instead of the white, a thick sauce of cooked cream.”
“Your fine vocabulary of gormandising ought to win for you the esteem76 of your cook. You appear to me to be made, both of you, for the purpose of understanding each other,” said Pog, eating with disdainful indifference the delicate dishes served by his host.
“My cook,” replied Trimalcyon, “understands me well enough, in fact, although sometimes he has his discouragements; he regrets France, from which country I carried him off unawares. I have tried to console him, for a long time, with everything,—silver, money, attention,—nothing succeeds however, so I have finished where I ought to have begun, with a severe bastinado, and am quite well satisfied with it, and he is too, I suppose, since he cooks wonderfully, as you see. Give us something to drink, Orangine!” called Trimalcyon to the mulattress, who poured out a glorious glass of Bordeaux wine. “What is that wine, Crow-provender?” asked he of the negro dwarf, holding his glass up to his eyes to judge its colour.
“My lord, it was taken, in the month of June, from a Bordeaux brigantine on its way to Genoa.”
“H’m, h’m,” said Trimalcyon, tasting it, “it is good, very good, but there is the inconvenience of supplying ourselves as we do, friend Pog: we never have the same quality, so if we get accustomed to one kind of wine, we meet with cruel disappointments. Ah! our trade is not a bed of roses. But you do not drink! Fill Seigneur Fog’s glass, Swan-skin,” said Trimalcyon, to the white Circassian, pointing to his guest’s cup.
Pog, as a refusal, placed his finger over his glass.
“At least, let us drink to the success of our descent upon La Ciotat, comrade.”
Pog replied to this new invitation by a movement of contemptuous impatience78.
“As you please, comrade,” said Trimalcyon, without the slightest indication of being offended by the refusal and haughty manner of his guest, “it is just as well not to trust myself to your invocations; the devil knows your voice, and he always thinks you are calling him. But you are wrong to disdain77 that ham, it is from Westphalia, I think,—is it not, you scoundrel?”
“Yes, my lord,” said the dwarf, “it came from that Dutch fly-boat, arrested as it sailed out of the strait of Sardinia. It was destined79 for the Viceroy of Naples.” At that moment the flourishes of the musicians ceased; a noise, at first quite indistinct, but increasing by degrees, soon became loud and threatening. The clanking of chains and complaints of the galley-slaves could be heard, and, finally, rising above the tumult80, the voices of the spahis and the cracking of the coxswain’s whip.
Trimalcyon seemed so accustomed to these cries, that he continued to drink a glass of wine that he was carrying to his lips, and carelessly remarked, as he set his glass on the table:
“There are some dogs that want to bite; fortunately their chains are good and strong. Crow-provender, go and see why the musicians have stopped playing. I will have them given twenty blows of the cowhide if they stop again, instead of blowing their trumpets81. I am too good. I love the arts too much. Instead of selling these do-nothings in Algiers, I have kept them to make music, and that is the way they behave! Ah! if they were not too feeble for the crew, they should find out what it is to handle the oar15.”
“They are certainly too weak for that, my lord,” said the negro dwarf; “the comedians82 that you captured with them on that galley from Barcelona are still at the house of Jousouf, who bought them. He cannot get two pieces of gold for a single one of the singing, blowing cattle.”
Pog-Reis seemed thoughtful and oblivious83 of what was passing around him, although the murmurs84 of dissatisfaction increased to such violence that Trimalcyon said to the dwarf:
“Before you go out, place here by me, on the divan, my pistols and a stock of arms. Well, now go and see what is the matter. If it is anything serious, let Mello come and tell me. At the same time, inform those blowers of trumpets that I will make them swallow trumpets and buccin? if they stop playing a moment.”
“My lord, they say they have not wind enough to play two hours together.”
“Ah, they lack wind, do they! Ah, well, tell them that if they give me that reason again I will have their stomachs opened, and by means of a blacksmith’s bellows85 put them in such a condition that they will not lack wind.”
At this coarse and brutal86 pleasantry, Orangine and Swan-skin looked at each other in astonishment87.
“You can tell them besides,” added Trimalcyon, “that as they are not worth one piece of gold in the slave market, and as it costs me more to keep them than they are worth, I shall think nothing of gratifying my caprice on them.”
The negro went out.
“What I like in you,” said Pog, slowly, as he awakened88 from his reverie, “is that you are a stranger to every sentiment, I will not say of virtue89, but of humanity.”
“And what in the devil do you say that to me for, friend Pog? You see that, as inhuman90 as I am, I do not forget who you are, and who I am. You say ‘tu’ to me, and I answer ‘vous’ to you.”
Just then two shots were fired and resounded91 through the galley.
“The devil! there is Mello who is also saying ‘tue,’” added Trimalcyon, smiling at his odious92 play upon words and looking toward the door with imperturbable93 calmness. The two women slaves fell on their knees with signs of agonising terror.
Suddenly the trumpets burst forth94 with an energy which doubtless violated all the laws of harmony, but which proved at least that the threats conveyed by the negro dwarf had taken effect, and that the unhappy musicians believed Trimalcyon capable of torturing them.
After two more shots, there was a cry,—a terrible roar uttered by all the slaves at once.
The tumult was then succeeded by a profound silence. “It seems it was nothing after all,” said the captain of the Sybarite, addressing Pog, who had again fallen into a reverie. “But tell me, comrade,” continued he, “in what do you discover that I have nothing human in me? I love the arts, and letters and luxury. I plunder with discretion95, taking only what suits me. I enjoy to the utmost all of the five senses with which I am provided. I fight with care, preferring to attack one who is weaker rather than one who is stronger than myself, and my commerce consists in taking from those who have with the least possible chance of loss. Yes, once again I ask you, comrade, where in the devil do you see inhumanity in that?”
“Come, you excite my shame as well as my pity. You have not even the energy of evil. There is always in you the pedantry96 of the college.”
“Fie, fie upon you, my comrade; do not talk of the college, of that sad time of meagre cheer and privations without number. I would be at this moment as dry as a galley mast, if I had continued spitting Latin, while now,” said the insolent97 knave98, striking his stomach, “I have the rotundity of a prebendary; and all that, thanks to whom? To Yacoub-Reis, who, twenty years ago, made me a slave as I was going by sea to Civita-Vecchia, to try my clerical fortune in the city of the clergy99. Yacoub-Reis gave me mind, activity, and courage. I was young, he taught me his trade. I renounced100 my religion, I took the turban, and so from one thing to another, from pillage to murder, I came at last to be commander of the Sybarite. Commerce goes well! I expose myself in extreme cases, and when it is necessary I fight like another, but I take care of my skin, it is true, because I intend before long to retire from business, and repose101 from the fatigues102 of war in my retreat in Tripoli, with several Madames Trimalcyon. Again I ask, is not all that very human?”
These words appeared to make little impression on the silent companion of the captain of the Sybarite, who contented103 himself with saying, with a shrug104 of the shoulders:
“The wild boar to his lair105!”
“Sardanapalus! speaking of wild boars, how I would like to have those that figured in the epic106 feasts of Trimalcyon, my patron!” cried the unmannerly boor107, without appearing to take offence at the contempt of his guest. “Those were worthy108 wild boars, that they served whole with caps on their heads, and insides stuffed with puddings and sausages imitating the entrails, or perhaps enclosing winged thrushes that would fly up to the ceiling. Those are luxuries I shall realise some day or other. Sardanapalus! I have worked twenty years just to give myself some day a feast worthy of Roman antiquity!”
The negro dwarf opened the door.
The pirate then thought only of the tumult which had so suddenly ceased.
“Ah, well, rascal109, what about that noise? Why did not Mello come? Was it, then, nothing?”
“No, my lord, a Christian quarrelled with an Albanian slave.”
“And then?”
“The Albanian stabbed the Christian.”
“And then?”
“The Christians cried ‘Death to the Albanian,’ but the Christian who was wounded knocked the Albanian down and almost killed him.”
“And then?”
“Then the Albanians and the Moors, in their turn, roared against the Christians.”
“And then?”
“To prevent the crew killing110 each other, and to satisfy everybody, patron Mello blew the wounded Christian’s and the wounded Albanian’s brains out.”
“And then?”
“My lord, seeing that, everybody became quiet.”
“And the musicians?”
“My lord, I spoke111 to them about the blacksmith’s bellows, and before I had finished my sentence, they blew so hard on their trumpets and shells, I became almost deaf. I was about to forget, my lord, that Mello signalled the long-boat of Seigneur Erebus, who is coming now to the galley.”
Pog started.
Trimalcyon cried, “Quick, Swan-skin, Orangine, a cover for the most beautiful youth who ever captured poor merchant ships.”
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86 brutal | |
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92 odious | |
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95 discretion | |
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96 pedantry | |
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97 insolent | |
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109 rascal | |
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