?I saw the hare that raced about with joy,
I heard the woods and distant waters roar,
?Or heard them not, as happy as a boy;
?The pleasant season did my heart employ.
My old remembrances went from me wholly,
And all the ways of men so vain and melancholy2.
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Gentle Reader: Wherever you may be, in bodily presence, when you cast your eyes on this page, let it for a few hours transport your complying spirit to a remote region and a bygone day. We may alter names without injury to our story; but every real character, or event, has its own time, place, and accidents; to tear it from them is like transplanting a tree from its native spot; it must be trimmed and pruned3, and robbed of its due proportions and its natural grace.
Here, then, on this lovely day, near the end of the year 1812, you are in Alemtejo—the largest, poorest, and, in every sense, worst peopled province of Portugal. As its name implies, you are, as to Lisbon, beyond the Tagus. Hasten eastward4 over this sandy, arid5 plain, covered with a forest of stunted6 sea-pines, through whose tops the west wind glides7 with monotonous8 and melancholy moans, fit music for the wilderness9 around you. Nor need you loiter on this desolate10 moor, scantily11 carpeted with heaths of different kinds and varying hues12. The drowsy13 tinkling14 of the cowbell amidst yonder brushwood, the goats sportively clambering over that ledge15 of rocks, and those distant dusky spots upon the downs, which may be sheep, tell you that all life has not left the land. You may, perchance, on your journey, see a goatherd or a shepherd here or there; by rarer chance may meet some wayfarer16 like yourself, but as likely a robber as an honest man; and may find shelter, at least, in one of the few and comfortless vendas, the wretched inns the route affords.
You need not pause to gaze on many a wild scene, some beautiful, and even here and there a fertile spot; nor loiter in this provincial17 town—rich, perhaps, in Moorish18 ruins, but in nothing else—but hasten onward19 till you reach that elevated point, where the road, one hundred miles from Lisbon, winds over the ridge20 of yonder hill. The chilly21 night winds of the peninsula have gone to sleep. Here, even in midwinter, the sun at this hour shoots down scorching22 rays upon your head. Seat yourself by the road-side, on this ledge of slate23-rock, at the foot of the cork-oak, which so invitingly24 spreads out its sheltering arms. Here while you take breath, cast your eyes around you.
You are no longer in the midst of broken, desolate wastes. To the south-west rises the Serra d'Ossa—its sides clothed with evergreen25 oaks, and a dense26 growth of underbrush sheltering the wolf and the wild boar, while the northern slope of its rocky ridge is thatched with snow. Before you is spread out the valley of the Guadiana. Sloping downward toward the mighty27 stream, lie pasture, grove28 and field, gaily29 mingled30 together. There, to the east, sits Elvas, on a lofty hill, whose sides are covered with vineyards, oliveyards and orchards32, and just north of it, on a yet loftier peak, with a deep narrow valley lying between them, stands the crowning castle of La Lippe, the strongest fortress33 in Portugal. Far beyond, but plainly seen through the clear atmosphere of the peninsula, now doubly transparent34 since it has been purified by the heavy rains which here usher35 in the winter, rises the blue mountain of Albuquerque, far away in Spanish Estremadura. Whichever way you look, Sierras, nearer or more distant, tower above the horizon, or fringe its utmost verge36.
Among these scenes of nature's handiwork, a production of human art demands your attention. See, on your right, the beginning of the ancient aqueduct, reared by Moorish hands, which leads the pure mountain stream for three miles across the valley to the city seated on the hill. Here, the masonry37 is but a foot or two above the ground; below, the road will lead you under its three tiers of arches, with the water gliding38 an hundred feet above your head.
But here comes a native of this region to enliven, if not adorn39, the landscape. This lean, swarthy young fellow, under his sombrero with ample brim, exhibits a fair specimen40 of the peasants of Alemtejo. His sheep-skin jacket hangs loosely from his shoulders, and between his nether42 garment and his clumsy shoes, he displays the greater part of a pair of sinewy43 legs, which would be brown, were they not so well powdered with the slate dust of the rocky road he travels. With a long goad44 he urges on the panting beasts, yoked45 to the rudest of all vehicles—the bullock cart of Portugal. Its low wheels, made of solid wooden blocks, are fastened to the axle-tree, which turns with them, and at every step squeaks46 out complaining notes under the burden of a cask of the muddy and little prized wine of the province, which is seeking a market at Elvas.
The carter is now overtaken by a peasant girl, who, with basket on her arm, has been gathering47 chesnuts and bolotas in the wood. They are no strangers to each other, and she exchanges her brisk, elastic48 step, for a pace better suited to that of the toiling49 oxen. The beauty of this dusky belle50 consists of a smiling mouth, bright black eyes, and youth and health. Though fond of gaudy51 colors, she is not over dressed. A light handkerchief rather binds52 her raven53 hair than covers her head. Her bright blue petticoat, scanty54 in length, and her orange-colored spencer, open in front, both well worn, and showing here and there a rent, but half conceal55 the graces of her form, and a pair of nimble feet, scorning the trammels of leather, pick their way skillfully along the stony56 path. That she does not contemn57 ornament58, is shown by her one small golden ear-ring, long since divorced from its mate, and the devout59 faith which glows in her bosom60 is symbolized61 by the little silver image of our lady, slung62 from her neck by a silken cord, spun63 by her own silk worms, and twisted by her own hands. In short, she is neither beautiful, nor noble, nor rich; yet her company seems instantly to smooth the road and lighten the toils64 of travel to her swain. He helps himself, unasked, out of her basket, and urges her to partake of the stores of his leathern wallet—hard goat's cheese—and the crumbling65 loaf of broa, or maize66 bread. Soon in deep and sweet conference, in their crabbed67, but expressive68 tongue, he forgets to make occasional use of his goad, and thus keeping pace with the loitering bullocks, they go leisurely69 along. Let them pass on, and wait for better game.
Turn and look at this cavalcade70 toiling up toward you. A sudden bend in the road has brought it into view, and its aspect, half native, half foreign—its mixed civil and military character—attract attention. Two mounted orderlies, in a British uniform, lead the way, and are followed by a clumsy Lisbon coach, every part of it well laden71 with luggage. It is drawn72 by four noble mules73, such as are seldom seen out of the peninsula, deserving more stylish74 postillions than those who, in ragged75 jackets, greasy76 leathern breeches and huge jack41 boots, are urging them on. Two men sit at ease on the coach box. One, a tall young fellow, looks at a distance like a field-officer in a flashy uniform, but is only an English footman in a gaudy livery, who needs the training of a London winter or two, in a fashionable household, to make him a flunky of the first water. The other, an old man, with a severe countenance77, is plainly dressed, but, with a less brilliant exterior78, has a more respectable air than his companion. He, too, is the man in authority as, from time to time, he directs the party and urges them on in somewhat impatient tones.
If you are familiar with the country and the times, you may imagine that some British general officer has been so long in the peninsula, that he has adopted the style and equipage of Cuesta, and some other Spanish leaders, and fallen into their habits of slow and dignified79 motion. You will think it high time for him to be sent home, that some one less luxurious80 and stately, but more alert and energetic, may fill his place. One look into the coach will undeceive you. Its chief occupant is a lady, whose years do not exceed nineteen; and she is evidently no native of Alemtejo, nor of Portugal; and might have been sent out hither as a specimen of what a more northern country can occasionally produce. While she looks out with deep, yet lively interest on the scenery before and around her, you naturally gaze with deeper interest only upon her. Her companion is her maid, some years older than herself, who might be worth looking at, were her mistress out of the way.
One of the orderlies, turning in his saddle, now points out the city to the old man, who, in turn, leans over to the coach window, and calls out, "My lady, there is Elvas!"
"And my father is in Elvas!" She leans eagerly out of the window; but the front of the clumsy vehicle obstructs81 the view, and she calls out, "Stop the coach, Moodie, and let me out. I will not go one step further until I have taken a good look at Elvas."
The old man testily82 orders a halt. The footman opens the door, and the lady springs lightly out, followed by her maid. Neglecting all other objects in sight, she gazes long and eagerly at the city seated on the hill. The interest she shows is no longer merely that of observant curiosity, but is prompted by the gushing84 affections of the heart. In Elvas, besides much new and strange, there is something known and loved.
She now begins to question the orderlies as to the exact spot where her father has quartered himself; but the old man interrupts her:
"You have traveled a long way, my lady, to get to Elvas, but you will never reach it while you stand looking at it and spiering about it."
"Very true, old Wisdom. How comes it that you are always in the right? Let us push on now, and in an hour," she exclaims, stepping into the coach, "I will see my father, for the first time since I was fourteen."
The coach moves on, but too slowly for her. Leaning out of the window, and surveying the road, she calls out gaily, "Our way lies down hill, Moodie, and they tell me that mules are so sure-footed that they never stumble. Pray buy or borrow that long goad from the young gentleman in the sheep-skin jacket. By skillful use of it you might mend our pace, and bring us sooner to Elvas."
We will leave this impatient lady to hasten on to Elvas, whether expedited or not by the use of the goad, to inquire the occasion of her journey thither85.
For five years the peninsula has been one battlefield, and the present has been one of unceasing activity to the British troops. Beginning the year by suddenly crossing the frontier and investing Ciudad Rodrigo, they had taken it by storm in January, while the French were preparing to relieve it. Equally unexpectedly crossing the Tagus and the Guadiana, they had sat down before the strong fortress of Badajoz, and to save a few precious days, in which Soult and Marmont might have united their hosts to its rescue, they, in April, took it in a bloody86 assault, buying immediate87 possession at the price of more than a thousand precious lives. No sooner had the disappointed Marshals withdrawn88 their armies to less exhausted89 regions, than the forts of Almarez were surprised in May, and the direct route of communication between them cut off. The British army then invaded Spain on the side of the kingdom of Leon: the forts of Salamanca fell before them in June, and in July the battle of Salamanca crushed the French force in that quarter, and opened the road to Madrid to the British, who, driving thence the intrusive90 king, acquired the control of all central Spain. But, at length, in October, the castle of Burgos defied their utmost efforts, unaided by a siege-train. The French hosts from north, south and east, abandoning rich provinces and strong fortresses91 they had held for years, gathered around them in overwhelming numbers; and slowly, reluctantly, and with many a stubborn halt, the English general retraced92 his steps toward Portugal. The prostrated93 strength of both armies put an end to the campaign. The French gave up the pursuit, being too hungry to march further, or to fight any more; and the discipline and appetites of the British soldiers were indicated, on their march through the forests bordering the Huebra, by the fusilade opened on the herds94 of swine, which were fattening95 on the acorns96 there. For a moment their commander thought himself surprised, and that the country, for miles around, was the scene of one wide-spread skirmish with the foe97. Even hanging a few of his men did not put a stop to the disorder98. Late in November the troops were permitted to pause for rest, in the neighborhood of Ciudad Rodrigo, with their energies prostrated and their discipline relaxed through the sieges and battles, the continual marches, the exposure and the want of a campaign so long and arduous99 as this. Strange it seemed to them, after going so far, and doing and suffering so much, that they should end the campaign where they had begun it. Yet they had done much: wrenching100 the larger and richer half of Spain out of the grasp of the French, and changing their possession of the country to a mere83 invasion of it.
Such toils need long rest. Privations and sufferings like theirs should be repaid by no scanty measure of plenty and enjoyment101. The troops went into winter quarters chiefly between the Douro and the Tagus; but, as an army in this country is always in danger of starvation, a brigade was sent over into Alemtejo, at once, to make themselves comfortable, and to facilitate getting up supplies from a province which now had something in it: as, for four years, the French had been kept out of it.
Accordingly, it was absolutely refreshing102 to see the liberal provision made for the almost insatiable wants of this brigade—for among them our story lies. They proved themselves good soldiers, to a man, in their zeal103 to refresh and strengthen themselves against the next campaign, by enjoying, to the full, every good thing within their reach. The officers, especially, ransacked104 the country for every commodity that could promote enjoyment; and what Alemtejo could not furnish, Lisbon and London must provide. Nothing was too costly105 for their purses, no place too distant for their search. Doubtless, the veterans of the greatest of all great captains were permitted for a time to run a free and joyous106 career in Capua; and this brigade, besides having a little corner of Portugal to themselves, somewhat out of sight of the commander-in-chief and of Sir Rowland Hill, enjoyed the further advantage of being led by a good soldier in the field, and a free-liver in garrison107 and camp, who looked upon his men in winter quarters, after a hard campaign, somewhat in the light of school-boys in the holidays, and was willing to see the lads enjoy themselves freely.
Lord Strathern, a veteran somewhat the worse for wear, had entered the army a cadet of a Scotch108 family, more noble than rich. At length, the obliging death of a cousin brought him a Scotch peerage, and an estate little adequate to support that dignity. High rank, and a narrow estate, form an inconvenient109 union; so he stuck to the profession which he loved, and, being a widower110, entrusted111 his only child, a daughter, to a sister in Scotland.
Though he had seen little of domestic life, he was an affectionate man. The briskness112 of the last campaign, and the number of his friends who dropped off in the course of it, strongly warned him that if he would once again see his daughter, now attaining113 womanhood, it would be well to lose no time about it. So, one morning, during the retreat from Burgos, after issuing the brigade orders for the day, he penned an order to his sister in Scotland, to send out the young lady, with proper attendants, under the care of the wife of any officer of rank who might be sailing for Lisbon. There she would be within reach, and he might find leisure to visit her.
His sister would have protested against this had she had an opportunity; but the order of the father, and the affectionate and adventurous114 spirit of the daughter, at once decided115 the matter. On her arrival, however, in Lisbon, her father was too busy establishing his brigade in comfortable quarters, to meet her there; and the military horizon giving promise of a quiet winter, he summoned her to join him at Elvas.
The brigade had been for some weeks living in clover in their modern Capua, when Lady Mabel Stewart joined her father. A Portuguese116 provincial town, with its filthy117 streets and squalid populace, could be no agreeable place of residence to a British lady. Lord Strathern felt this, and, looking about him, found a large building in the midst of an orchard31 without the walls of Elvas, and more than half-way down the hill. It had been erected118 by one of the monastic societies of the city, as a place of occasional retirement119 for pleasure, or devotion, or both. The French had summarily turned them out of it five years before, and so thoroughly120 plundered121 them, at the same time, that they had not since found heart or means to repair and refurnish it. Accordingly, it was a good deal dilapidated. But the refectory and the kitchen took his lordship's eye. The former could dine half the officers of the brigade at a time, and the latter allowed abundant elbow-room to cooks and scullions, while preparing the feast. So, here he established the headquarters of his brigade, and here Lady Mabel Stewart made her appearance in the new dignity of womanhood, to preside over his household.
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