Supper was the principal event of the day, a prodigious7 spread; goose giblet pie, squab pie made of mutton, raisins8 and onions, and queer-shaped saffron cakes, the whole washed down with draughts9 of “eggy-hot,” an inspiring compound of eggs, hot beer, sugar and rum, poured from jug10 to jug till it frothed over.
The Bosula household sat down at one board and gorged11 themselves till they could barely breathe. Upon them in this state came the St. Gwithian choir12, accompanied by the parish fiddler, “Jiggy” Dan, and a score or so of hangers14 on. They sang the sweet and simple old “curls” of the West Country, “I saw three ships come sailin’ in,” “Come and I will sing you,” “The first good joy that Mary had,” and
“Go the wayst out, Child Jesus,
Go the wayst out to play;
Down by God’s Holy Well
I see three pretty children
As ever tongue can tell.”
Part singing is a natural art in Cornwall. The Gwithian choir sang well, reverently15 and without strain. Teresa, full-fed after long moderation, was in melting mood. The carols made her feel pleasantly tearful and religious. She had not been to church since the unfortunate affair with the curate, but determined16 she would go the very next Sunday and make a rule of it.
She gave the choir leader a silver crown and ordered eggy-hot to be served round. The choir’s eyes glistened17. Eggy-hot seldom came their way; usually they had to be content with cider.
Martha rounded up the company. The apple trees must be honored or they would withhold18 their fruit in the coming year. Everybody adjourned19 to the orchard20, Martha carrying a jug of cider, Bohenna armed with the flintlock, loaded nearly as full as himself. Wany alone was absent; she was slipping up the valley to the great barrow to hear the Spriggans, the gnome-miners, sing their sad carols as was the custom of a Christmas night.
The Bosula host grouped, lantern-lit, round the king tree of the orchard; Martha dashed the jug against the trunk and pronounced her incantation:
“Health to thee, good apple tree!
Hatsful, packsful, great bushel-bags full!
Everybody cheered. Bohenna steadied himself and pulled the trigger. There was a deafening22 roar, a yard-long tongue of flame spurted23 from the muzzle24, Bohenna tumbled over backwards25 and Jiggy Dan, uttering an appalling26 shriek27, fell on his face and lay still.
The scared spectators stooped over the fiddler.
“Dead is a?”
“Ess, dead sure ’nough—dead as last year, pore soul.”
Panegyrics28 on the deceased were delivered.
“A brilliant old drinker a was.”
“Shan’t see his like no more.”
“His spotty sow coming to her time too—an’ a brearly loved roast sucking pig, the pretty old boy.”
“There’s a brear strong smell o’ burning, seem me?”
The company turned on him reproachfully. “Thou’st shotten Jiggy Dan. Shot en dead an’ a-cold. Didst put slugs in gun by mistake, Ned?”
Bohenna scratched his head. “Couldn’t say rightly this time o’ night . . . maybe I did . . . but, look ’ee, there wasn’t no offense32 meant; ’twas done in good part, as you might say.” He sniffed again and stared at the corpse33 of his victim.
“Slugs or no seem me the poor angel’s more hot than cold. Lord love, he’s afire! . . . The wad’s catched in his coat!”
That such was the case became painfully apparent to the deceased at the same moment. He sprang to his feet and bounded round and round the group, uttering ghastly howls and belaboring34 himself behind in a fruitless endeavor to extinguish the smoldering37 cloth. The onlookers38 were helpless with laughter; they leaned against each other and sobbed39. Teresa in particular shook so violently it hurt her.
Somebody suggested a bucket of water, between chokes, but nobody volunteered to fetch it; to do so would be to miss the fun.
“The stream,” hiccoughed Bohenna, holding his sides. “Sit ’ee down in stream, Dan, my old beauty, an’ quench40 thyself.”
A loud splash in the further darkness announced that the unhappy musician had taken his advice.
The apple trees fully31 secured for twelve months, the party returned to the kitchen, but the incident of Dan had dissipated the somewhat pious41 tone of the preceding events. Teresa, tears trickling42 down her cheeks, set going a fresh round of eggy-hot. Ortho pounced43 on Tamsin Eva, the prettiest girl in the room, carried her bodily under the kissing bush and saluted44 her again and again. Other men and boys followed suit. The girls fled round the kitchen in mock consternation45, pursued by flushed swains, were captured and embraced, giggling47 and sighing. Jiggy Dan, sniffing48 hot liquor as a pointer sniffs49 game, limped, dripping, in from the stream, was given an old petticoat of Martha’s to cover his deficiencies, a pot of rum, propped51 up in a corner and told to fiddle13 for dear life. The men, headed by Ortho, cleared the kitchen of furniture, and then everybody danced old heel and toe country dances, skipped, bowed, sidled, passed up and down the middle and twirled around till the sweat shone like varnish52 on their scarlet53 faces.
The St. Gwithian choir flung themselves into it heart and soul. They were expected at Monks54 Cove50 to sing carols, were overdue55 by some hours, but they had forgotten all about that.
Teresa danced with the best, with grace and agility56 extraordinary in a woman of her bulk. She danced one partner off his feet and all but stunned57 another against the corner of the dresser, bringing most of the crockery crashing to earth. She then produced that relic58 of her vagabondage, the guitar, and joined forces with Jiggy Dan.
The fun became furious. The girls shook the tumbled hair from their eyes, laughed roguishly; the men whooped59 and thumped60 the floor with their heavy boots. Jiggy Dan, constantly primed with rum by the attentive61 Martha, scraped and sawed at his fiddle, beating time with his toe. Teresa plucked at the guitar till it droned and buzzed like a hive of melodious62 bees. Occasionally she sang ribald snatches. She was in high feather, the reaction from nine months’ abstinence. The kitchen, lit by a pile of dry furze blazing in the open hearth63, grew hotter and hotter.
The dancers stepped and circled in a haze64 of dust, steaming like overdriven cattle. Eli alone was out of tune65 with his surroundings. The first effects of the drink had worn off, leaving him with a sour mouth and slightly dizzy. The warmer grew the others, the colder he became.
He scowled66 at the junketers from his priggish altitude and blundered bedward to find it already occupied by the St. Gwithian blacksmith, who, dark with the transferable stains of his toil67, lay sprawled68 across it, boots where his head should have been. Eli rolled the unconscious artificer to the floor (an act which in no way disturbed that worthy’s slumbers) and turned in, sick and sulky.
With Ortho, on the other hand, things were never better. He had not drunk enough to cloud him and he was getting a lot of fun out of Tamsin Eva and her “shiner.” Tamsin, daughter of the parish clerk, was a bronze-haired, slender creature with a skin like cream and roses and a pretty, timid manner. Ortho, satiated with swarthy gypsy charmers, thought her lovely and insisted upon dancing with her for the evening. That her betrothed69 was present and violently jealous only added piquancy70 to the affair. The girl was not happy—Ortho frightened her—but she had not enough strength of mind to resist him. She shot appealing glances at her swain, but the boy was too slow in his movements and fuddled with unaccustomed rum. The sober and sprightly71 Ortho cut the girl out from under his nose time and time again. Teresa, extracting appalling discords72 from the guitar, noted73 this by-play with gratification; this tiger cub74 of hers promised good sport.
Towards one o’clock the supply of spirituous impulse having given out, the pace slackened down. Chastened husbands were led home by their wives. Single men tottered75 out of doors to get a breath of fresh air and did not return, were discovered at dawn peacefully slumbering76 under mangers, in hen roosts and out-of-the-way corners. Tamsin Eva’s betrothed was one of these. He was entering the house fired with the intention of wresting77 his lass from Ortho and taking her home when something hit him hard on the point of the jaw78 and all the lights went out. He woke up next morning far from clear as to whether he had blundered into the stone door post or somebody’s ready fist. At all events it was Ortho who took Tamsin home.
Teresa fell into a doze79 and had an uncomfortable dream. All the people she disliked came and made faces at her, people she had forgotten ages ago and who in all decency80 should have forgotten her. They flickered81 out of the mists, distorted but recognizable, clutched at her with hooked fingers, pressed closer and closer, leering malevolently82. Teresa was dismayed. Not a friend anywhere! She lolled forward, moaning, “John! Oh, Jan!” Jiggy Dan’s elbow hit her cheek and she woke up to an otherwise empty kitchen filled with the reek83 of burnt pilchard oil, a dead hearth, and cold night air pouring in through the open door. She shuddered84, rubbed her sleepy lids and staggered, yawning, to bed.
Jiggy Dan, propped up in the corner, fiddled85 on, eyes sealed, mind oblivious86, arm sawing mechanically.
They found him in the morning on the yard muck heap, Martha’s petticoat over his head, fiddle clasped to his bosom87, back to back with a snoring sow.
The Christmas festivities terminated on Twelfth Night with the visit of goose dancers from Monks Cove, the central figure of whom was a lad wearing the hide and horns of a bullock attended by other boys dressed in female attire88. Horse-play and crude buffoonery was the feature rather than dancing, and Teresa got some more of her crockery smashed.
Next morning Eli went to Helston for his last term and Ortho took off his coat.
When Eli came home at midsummer he could hardly credit his eyes. Ortho had performed miracles. Very wisely he had not attempted to fight back the moor89 everywhere, but had concentrated, and the fields he had put in crop were done thoroughly90, deep-plowed91, well manured and evenly sown—Penaluna could not make a better show.
The brothers walked over the land on the evening of Eli’s return; everywhere the young crops stood up thick and healthy, pushing forwards to fruition. Ortho glowed with justifiable92 pride, talked farming eagerly. He and Ned had given the old place a hammering, he said. By the Holy they had! Mended the buildings, whitewashed93 the orchard trees, grubbed, plowed, packed ore-weed and sea-sand, harrowed and hoed from dawn-blink to star-wink, day in, day out—Sundays included. But they’d get it all back—oh, aye, and a hundredfold.
Eli had been in the right; agriculture was the thing—the good old soil! You put in a handful and picked up a bushel in a few months. Cattle—pah! One cow produced but one calf94 per annum and that was not marketable for three or four years. No—wheat, barley95 and oats forever!
Now Eli was home they could hold all they’d got and reclaim96 a field or so a year. In next to no time they’d have the whole place waving yellow from bound to bound. Ortho even had designs on the original moor, saw no reason why they should not do their own milling in time—they had ample water power. He glowed with enthusiasm. Eli’s cautious mind discounted much of these grandiose97 schemes, but his heart went out to Ortho; the mellowing98 fields before him had not been lightly won.
Ortho was as lean as a herring-bone, sweated down to bare muscle and sinew. His finger nails were broken off short, his hands scarred and calloused99, his face was torn with brambles and leathern with exposure. He had fought a good fight and was burning for more. Oh, splendid brother!
Ned Bohenna was loud in Ortho’s praise. He was a marvel100. He was quicker in the uptake than even John had been and no work was too hard for him. The old hind36 was most optimistic. They had seeded a fine area and crops were looking famous. Come three years at this pace the farm would be back where it was at John’s death, the pick of the parish.
For the rest, there was not much news. Martha had been having the cramps101 severely102 of late and Wany was getting whister than ever. Said she was betrothed to a Spriggan earl who lived in the big barrow. He had promised to marry her as soon as he could get his place enlarged—he, he!
There had been a sea battle fought with gaffs and oars103 off the Gazells between Jacky’s George and a couple of Porgwarra boats. Both sides accused each other of poaching lobster104 pots. Jacky’s George sank a Porgwarra boat by dropping a lump of ballast through her—and then rescued the crew. They had seen a lot of Pyramus Herne, altogether too much of Pyramus Herne. He had come down with a bigger mob of horses and donkeys than usual and grazed them all over the farm—after dark. Seeing the way he had befriended Ortho, they could not well say much to him, especially as they had grass to spare at present; but it could not go on like that.
Eli buckled105 to beside the others. They got the hay in, and, while waiting for the crops to ripen106, pulled down a bank (throwing two small fields into one), rebuilt a couple more, cleaned out the orchard, hoed the potatoes and put a new roof on the stables. They were out of bed at five every morning and into it at eight of an evening, dead-beat, soiled with earth and sweat, stained with sun and wind. They worked like horses, ate like wolves and slept like sloths107.
Ortho led everywhere. He was first afoot in the morning, last to bed at night. His quick mind discerned the easiest way through difficulties, but when hard labor35 was inevitable108 he sprang at it with a cheer. His voice rang like a bugle109 round Bosula, imperious yet merry. He was at once a captain and a comrade.
Under long days of sunshine and gentle drenches110 of rain the crops went on from strength to strength. It would be a bumper111 year.
Then came the deluge112. Wany, her uncanny weather senses prickling, prophesied113 it two days in advance. Bohenna was uneasy, but Ortho, pointing to the serene114 sky, laughed at their fears. The next day the heat became oppressive, and he was not so sure. He woke at ten o’clock that night to a terrific clap of thunder, sat up in bed, and watched the little room flashing from black to white from the winks115 of lightning, his own shadow leaping gigantic across the illuminated116 wall; heard the rain come up the valley, roaring through the treetops like surf, break in a cataract117 over the Owls’ House and sweep on. “This’ll stamp us out . . . beat us flat,” he muttered, and lay wondering what he should do, if there was anything to do, and as he wondered merciful sleep came upon him, weary body dragging the spirit down with it into oblivion.
The rain continued with scarcely less violence for a week, held off for two days and came down again. August crept out blear-eyed and draggle-tailed.
The Penhales saved a few potatoes and about one-fifth of the cereals—not enough to provide them with daily bread; they would actually have to buy meal in the coming year. Bohenna, old child of the soil, took the calamity118 with utter calm; he was inured119 to these bitter caprices of Nature. Ortho shrugged120 his shoulders and laughed. It was nobody’s fault, he said; they had done all they could; Penaluna had fared no better. The only course was to whistle and go at it again; that sort of thing could hardly happen twice running. He whistled and went at it again, at once, breaking stone out of a field towards Polmenna, but Eli knew that for all his brave talk the heart was out of him. There was a lassitude in his movements; he was merely making a show of courage.
Gradually he slowed down. He began to visit the Kiddlywink of a night, and lay abed long after sunrise.
At the end of October a fresh bolt fell out of the blue. The Crowan tin works, in which the Penhale money was invested, suddenly closed down. It turned out that they had been running at a loss for the last eight months in the hope of striking a new lode121, a debt of three hundred pounds had been incurred122, the two other shareholders123 were without assets, so, under the old Cost Book system current in Cornish mining, Teresa was liable for the whole sum.
She was at first aghast, then furious; swore she’d have the law of the defaulters and hastened straightway into Penzance to set her lawyer at them. Fortunately her lawyer was honest; she had no case and he told her so. When she returned home she was confronted by her sons; they demanded to know how they stood. She turned sulky and refused details, but they managed to discover that there was not five pounds in the house, that there would be no more till the Tregors rent came in, and even then was pledged to money-lenders and shop-keepers—but as to the extent of her liabilities they could not find out. She damned them as a pair of ungrateful whelps and went to bed as black as thunder.
Ortho had a rough idea as to the houses Teresa patronized, so next day the brothers went to town, and after a door to door visitation discovered that she owed in the neighborhood of four hundred pounds! Four plus three made seven—seven hundred pounds! What was it to come from? The Penhales had no notion. By selling off all their stock they might possibly raise two hundred. Two hundred, what was that? A great deal less than half. Their mother would spend the rest of her life in a debtor’s prison! Oh, unutterable shame!
They doddered about Penzance, sunk in misery124. Then it occurred to Ortho to consult the lawyer. These quill-driving devils were as cunning as dog foxes; what they couldn’t get round or over they’d wriggle125 through.
The lawyer put them at their ease at once. Mortgage Bosula or Tregors . . . nothing simpler. Both strong farms should produce the required sum—and more. He explained the system, joined his finger-tips and beamed at the pair over the top.
The brothers shifted on their chairs and pronounced for Tregors simultaneously126. The lawyer nodded. Very well then. As soon as he got their mother’s sanction he would set to work. Ortho promised to settle his mother and the two left.
Ortho had no difficulty with Teresa. He successfully used the hollow threat of a debtor’s prison to her, for she had been in a lock-up several times during her roving youth and had no wish to return.
She gave her consent readily enough, and within a fortnight was called upon to sign.
Carveth Donnithorne, the ever-prospering ship chandler of Falmouth, was the mortgagee; nine hundred and fifty pounds was the sum he paid, and very good value it was.
Teresa settled the Crowan liabilities with the lawyer, and, parading round the town, squared all her other accounts in a single afternoon. She did it in style, swept into the premises128 of those who had pressed her, planked her money down, damned them for a pack of thieves and leeches129, swore that was the end of her custom and stamped majestically130 out.
She finished up in a high state of elation131. She had told a number of her enemies exactly what she thought of them, was free of debt and had a large sum of ready money in hand again—two hundred and fifty pounds in three canvas bags, the whole contained in a saddle wallet.
Opposite the market cross she met an old crony, a retired132 ship captain by the name of Jeremiah Gish, and told him in detail what she had said to the shop-keepers. The old gentleman listened with all his ears. He admired Teresa immensely. He admired her big buxom133 style, her strength, her fire, but most of all he revered134 her for her language. Never in forty years seafaring had he met with such a flow of vituperation as Teresa could loose when roused, such range, such spontaneity, such blistering135 invention. It drew him like music. He caught her affectionately by the arm, led her to a tavern136, treated her to a pot of ale and begged her to repeat what she had said to the shop-keepers.
Teresa, nothing loth, obliged. The old tarpaulin137 listened rapt, nodded his bald head in approval, an expression on his face of one who hears the chiming of celestial138 spheres.
A brace46 of squires140 jingled141 in and hallooed to Teresa. Where had she been hiding all this time? The feasten sports had been nothing without her. She ought to have been at Ponsandane the week before. They had a black bull in a field tied to a ship’s anchor. The ring parted and the bull went loose in the crowd with two dogs hanging on him. Such a screeching142 and rushing you never did see! Old women running like two-year-olds and young women climbing like squirrels and showing leg. . . . Oh, mercy! The squire139 hid his face in his hands and gulped143.
Teresa guffawed144, took a pound out of one of the bags, strapped145 up the wallet again and sat on it. Then she called the pot boy and ordered a round of drinks. To blazes with economy for that one evening!
The company drank to her everlasting146 good health, to her matchless eyes and cherry lips. One squire kissed her; she boxed his ears—not too hard. He saluted the hand that smote147 him. His friend passed his arm round her waist—she let it linger.
Jerry Gish leaned forward and tapped her on the knee. “Tell ’em what you said to that draper, my blossom—ecod, yes, and to the Jew . . . tell ’em.”
Once more Teresa obliged. The company applauded. Very apt; that was the way to talk to the sniveling swine! But her throat must be dry as a brick. They banged their pots. “Hey, boy! Another round, damme!”
Other admirers drifted in and greeted Teresa with warmth. Where had she been all this time? They had missed her sorely. There was much rejoicing among the unjust over one sinner returned.
Teresa’s soul expanded as a sunflower to the sun. They were all old friends and she was glad to be with them again. Twice more for the benefit of newcomers did Captain Gish prevail on her to repeat what she had said to her creditors148, and by general request she sang three songs. The pot boy ran his legs off that night.
Towards eleven p. m. she shook one snoring admirer from her shoulder, removed the hand of another from her lap, dropped an ironical149 curtsey to the prostrate150 gentlemen about her and, grasping the precious wallet, rocked unsteadily into the yard. She had to rouse an ostler to girth her horse up for her, and her first attempts at mounting met with disaster, but she got into the saddle at last, and once there nothing short of gunpowder151 could dislodge her. Her lids were like lead; drowsiness152 was crushing her. She kept more or less awake until Bucca’s Pass was behind, but after that she abandoned the struggle and sleep swallowed her whole.
She was aroused at Bosula gate by the barking of her own dogs, unstrapped the wallet, turned the roan into the stable as it stood, and staggered upstairs. Five minutes later she was shouting at the top of her lungs. She had been robbed; one of the hundred pound bags was missing!
The household ran to her call. When had she missed it? Who had she been with? Where had she dropped it? Teresa was not clear about anything. She might have dropped it anywhere between Penzance and home, or again she might have been robbed in the tavern or the streets. The point was that she had lost one hundred pounds and they had got to find it—now, at once! They were to take the road back, ransack153 the town, inform the magistrates154. Out with them! Away!
Having delivered herself, she turned over and was immediately asleep.
Ortho went back to bed. He would go to Penzance if necessary, he said, but it was useless before dawn. Let the others look close at home first.
Wany and Martha took a lantern and prodded155 about in the yard, clucking like hens. Eli lit a second lantern and went to the stable. Perhaps his mother had dropped the bag dismounting. He found the roan horse standing156 in its stall, unsaddled it, felt in the remaining wallet, turned over the litter—nothing. As he came out he noticed that the second horse was soaking wet. Somebody had been riding hard, could only have just got in before Teresa. Ortho of course. He wondered what his brother was up to. After some girl probably . . . he had heard rumors157.
Ortho was up at dawn, ready to go into town, but Teresa, whose recuperative powers were little short of marvelous, was up before him and went in herself. She found nothing on the road and got small consolation159 from the magistrates.
People who mixed their drinks and their company when in possession of large sums of ready money should not complain if they lost it. She ought to be thankful she had not been relieved of the lot. They would make inquiries160, of course, but held out no hope. There was an officer with a string of recruits in town, an Irish privateer and two foreign ships in the port, to say nothing of the Guernsey smugglers—the place was seething161 with covetous162 and desperate characters. They wagged their wigs163 and doubted if she would ever see her money again.
She never did.
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hoof
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seething
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