It was now the middle of September. We had come since sunrise from Bartlett, passing up through the valley of the Saco, which extends between mountainous walls, sometimes with a steep ascent2, but often as level as a church-aisle. All that day and two preceding ones we had been loitering towards the heart of the White Mountains — those old crystal hills, whose mysterious brilliancy had gleamed upon our distant wanderings before we thought of visiting them. Height after height had risen and towered one above another till the clouds began to hang below the peaks. Down their slopes were the red pathways of the slides, those avalanches5 of earth, stones, and trees, which descend6 into the hollows, leaving vestiges7 of their track hardly to be effaced8 by the vegetation of ages. We had mountains behind us and mountains on each side, and a group of mightier9 ones ahead. Still our road went up along the Saco, right towards the centre of that group, as if to climb above the clouds in its passage to the farther region.
In old times the settlers used to be astounded10 by the inroads of the Northern Indians, coming down upon them from this mountain rampart through some defile11 known only to themselves. It is, indeed, a wondrous12 path. A demon13, it might be fancied, or one of the Titans, was travelling up the valley, elbowing the heights carelessly aside as he passed, till at length a great mountain took its stand directly across his intended road. He tarries not for such an obstacle, but, rending14 it asunder15 a thousand feet from peak to base, discloses its treasures of hidden minerals, its sunless waters, all the secrets of the mountain’s inmost heart, with a mighty16 fracture of rugged17 precipices18 on each side. This is the Notch of the White Hills. Shame on me that I have attempted to describe it by so mean an image, feeling, as I do, that it is one of those symbolic19 scenes which lead the mind to the sentiment, though not to the conception, of Omnipotence20.
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We had now reached a narrow passage, which showed almost the appearance of having been cut by human strength and artifice21 in the solid rock. There was a wall of granite22 on each side, high and precipitous, especially on our right, and so smooth that a few evergreens23 could hardly find foothold enough to grow there. This is the entrance, or, in the direction we were going, the extremity24, of the romantic defile of the Notch. Before emerging from it, the rattling25 of wheels approached behind us, and a stage-coach rumbled26 out of the mountain, with seats on top and trunks behind, and a smart driver, in a drab great-coat, touching27 the wheel-horses with the whip-stock and reigning28 in the leaders. To my mind there was a sort of poetry in such an incident, hardly inferior to what would have accompanied the painted array of an Indian war-party gliding30 forth31 from the same wild chasm32. All the passengers, except a very fat lady on the back seat, had alighted. One was a mineralogist, a scientific, green-spectacled figure in black, bearing a heavy hammer, with which he did great damage to the precipices, and put the fragments in his pocket. Another was a well-dressed young man, who carried an operaglass set in gold, and seemed to be making a quotation33 from some of Byron’s rhapsodies on mountain scenery. There was also a trader, returning from Portland to the upper part of Vermont; and a fair young girl, with a very faint bloom like one of those pale and delicate flowers which sometimes occur among alpine34 cliffs.
They disappeared, and we followed them, passing through a deep pine forest, which for some miles allowed us to see nothing but its own dismal35 shade. Towards nightfall we reached a level amphitheatre, surrounded by a great rampart of hills, which shut out the sunshine long before it left the external world. It was here that we obtained our first view, except at a distance, of the principal group of mountains. They are majestic36, and even awful, when contemplated38 in a proper mood, yet, by their breadth of base and the long ridges39 which support them, give the idea of immense bulk rather than of towering height. Mount Washington, indeed, looked near to Heaven: he was white with snow a mile downward, and had caught the only cloud that was sailing through the atmosphere to veil his head. Let us forget the other names of American statesmen that have been stamped upon these hills, but still call the loftiest WASHINGTON. Mountains are Earth’s undecaying monuments. They must stand while she endures, and never should be consecrated40 to the mere41 great men of their own age and country, but to the mighty ones alone, whose glory is universal, and whom all time will render illustrious.
The air, not often sultry in this elevated region, nearly two thousand feet above the sea, was now sharp and cold, like that of a clear November evening in the lowlands. By morning, probably, there would be a frost, if not a snowfall, on the grass and rye, and an icy surface over the standing42 water. I was glad to perceive a prospect43 of comfortable quarters in a house which we were approaching, and of pleasant company in the guests who were assembled at the door.
Our Evening Party Among the Mountains.
WE stood in front of a good substantial farm-house, of old date in that wild country. A sign over the door denoted it to be the White Mountain Post–Office — an establishment which distributes letters and newspapers to perhaps a score of persons, comprising the population of two or three townships among the hills. The broad and weighty antlers of a deer, “a stag of ten,” were fastened at the corner of the house; a fox’s bushy tail was nailed beneath them; and a huge black paw lay on the ground, newly severed44 and still bleeding, the trophy45 of a bear-hunt. Among several persons collected about the doorsteps, the most remarkable46 was a sturdy mountaineer, of six feet two, and corresponding bulk, with a heavy set of features, such as might be moulded on his own blacksmith’s anvil47, but yet indicative of mother wit and rough humor. As we appeared, he uplifted a tin trumpet48, four or five feet long, and blew a tremendous blast, either in honor of our arrival or to awaken49 an echo from the opposite hill.
Ethan Crawford’s guests were of such a motley description as to form quite a picturesque50 group, seldom seen together except at some place like this, at once the pleasure-house of fashionable tourists and the homely51 inn of country travellers. Among the company at the door were the mineralogist and the owner of the gold operaglass whom we had encountered in the Notch; two Georgian gentlemen, who had chilled their Southern blood that morning on the top of Mount Washington; a physician and his wife from Conway; a trader of Burlington and an old squire52 of the Green Mountains; and two young married couples, all the way from Massachusetts, on the matrimonial jaunt53. Besides these strangers, the rugged county of Coos, in which we were, was represented by half a dozen wood-cutters, who had slain54 a bear in the forest and smitten55 off his paw.
I had joined the party, and had a moment’s leisure to examine them before the echo of Ethan’s blast returned from the hill. Not one, but many echoes had caught up the harsh and tuneless sound, untwisted its complicated threads, and found a thousand aerial harmonies in one stern trumpet-tone. It was a distinct yet distant and dream-like symphony of melodious56 instruments, as if an airy band had been hidden on the hillside and made faint music at the summons. No subsequent trial produced so clear, delicate, and spiritual a concert as the first. A field-piece was then discharged from the top of a neighboring hill, and gave birth to one long reverberation57, which ran round the circle of mountains in an unbroken chain of sound and rolled away without a separate echo. After these experiments, the cold atmosphere drove us all into the house, with the keenest appetites for supper.
It did one’s heart good to see the great fires that were kindled58 in the parlor59 and bar-room, especially the latter, where the fireplace was built of rough stone, and might have contained the trunk of an old tree for a backlog60.
A man keeps a comfortable hearth61 when his own forest is at his very door. In the parlor, when the evening was fairly set in, we held our hands before our eyes to shield them from the ruddy glow, and began a pleasant variety of conversation. The mineralogist and the physician talked about the invigorating qualities of the mountain air, and its excellent effect on Ethan Crawford’s father, an old man of seventy-five, with the unbroken frame of middle life. The two brides and the doctor’s wife held a whispered discussion, which, by their frequent titterings and a blush or two, seemed to have reference to the trials or enjoyments62 of the matrimonial state. The bridegrooms sat together in a corner, rigidly63 silent, like Quakers whom the spirit moveth not, being still in the odd predicament of bashfulness towards their own young wives. The Green Mountain squire chose me for his companion, and described the difficulties he had met with half a century ago in travelling from the Connecticut River through the Notch to Conway, now a single day’s journey, though it had cost him eighteen. The Georgians held the album between them, and favored us with the few specimens64 of its contents, which they considered ridiculous enough to be worth hearing. One extract met with deserved applause. It was a “Sonnet to the Snow on Mount Washington,” and had been contributed that very afternoon, bearing a signature of great distinction in magazines and annuals. The lines were elegant and full of fancy, but too remote from familiar sentiment, and cold as their subject, resembling those curious specimens of crystallized vapor66 which I observed next day on the mountain-top. The poet was understood to be the young gentleman of the gold opera-glass, who heard our laudatory67 remarks with the composure of a veteran.
Such was our party, and such their ways of amusement. But on a winter evening another set of guests assembled at the hearth where these summer travellers were now sitting. I once had it in contemplation to spend a month hereabouts, in sleighing-time, for the sake of studying the yeomen of New England, who then elbow each other through the Notch by hundreds, on their way to Portland. There could be no better school for such a purpose than Ethan Crawford’s inn. Let the student go thither68 in December, sit down with the teamsters at their meals, share their evening merriment, and repose69 with them at night when every bed has its three occupants, and parlor, bar-room, and kitchen are strewn with slumberers around the fire. Then let him rise before daylight, button his great-coat, muffle71 up his ears, and stride with the departing caravan72 a mile or two, to see how sturdily they make head against the blast. A treasure of characteristic traits will repay all inconveniences, even should a frozen nose be of the number.
The conversation of our party soon became more animated73 and sincere, and we recounted some traditions of the Indians, who believed that the father and mother of their race were saved from a deluge74 by ascending75 the peak of Mount Washington. The children of that pair have been overwhelmed, and found no such refuge. In the mythology76 of the savage77, these mountains were afterwards considered sacred and inaccessible78, full of unearthly wonders, illuminated79 at lofty heights by the blaze of precious stones, and inhabited by deities80, who sometimes shrouded81 themselves in the snow-storm and came down on the lower world. There are few legends more poetical82 than that of the “Great Carbuncle” of the White Mountains. The belief was communicated to the English settlers, and is hardly yet extinct, that a gem83, of such immense size as to be seen shining miles away, hangs from a rock over a clear, deep lake, high up among the hills. They who had once beheld84 its splendor85 were enthralled86 with an unutterable yearning87 to possess it. But a spirit guarded that inestimable jewel, and bewildered the adventurer with a dark mist from the enchanted88 lake. Thus life was worn away in the vain search for an unearthly treasure, till at length the deluded89 one went up the mountain, still sanguine90 as in youth, but returned no more. On this theme methinks I could frame a tale with a deep moral.
The hearts of the palefaces would not thrill to these superstitions91 of the red men, though we spoke92 of them in the centre of their haunted region. The habits and sentiments of that departed people were too distinct from those of their successors to find much real sympathy. It has often been a matter of regret to me that I was shut out from the most peculiar93 field of American fiction by an inability to see any romance, or poetry, or grandeur94, or beauty in the Indian character, at least till such traits were pointed95 out by others. I do abhor96 an Indian story. Yet no writer can be more secure of a permanent place in our literature than the biographer of the Indian chiefs. His subject, as referring to tribes which have mostly vanished from the earth, gives him a right to be placed on a classic shelf, apart from the merits which will sustain him there.
I made inquiries97 whether, in his researches about these parts, our mineralogist had found the three “Silver Hills” which an Indian sachem sold to an Englishman nearly two hundred years ago, and the treasure of which the posterity98 of the purchaser have been looking for ever since. But the man of science had ransacked99 every hill along the Saco, and knew nothing of these prodigious100 piles of wealth. By this time, as usual with men on the eve of great adventure, we had prolonged our session deep into the night, considering how early we were to set out on our six miles’ ride to the foot of Mount Washington. There was now a general breaking up. I scrutinized101 the faces of the two bridegrooms, and saw but little probability of their leaving the bosom102 of earthly bliss103, in the first week of the honeymoon104 and at the frosty hour of three, to climb above the clouds; nor, when I felt how sharp the wind was as it rushed through a broken pane105 and eddied106 between the chinks of my unplastered chamber107, did I anticipate much alacrity108 on my own part, though we were to seek for the “Great Carbuncle.”
The Canal-Boat.
I was inclined to be poetical about the Grand Canal. In my imagination De Witt Clinton was an enchanter, who had waved his magic wand from the Hudson to Lake Erie and united them by a watery109 highway, crowded with the commerce of two worlds, till then inaccessible to each other. This simple and mighty conception had conferred inestimable value on spots which Nature seemed to have thrown carelessly into the great body of the earth, without foreseeing that they could ever attain110 importance. I pictured the surprise of the sleepy Dutchmen when the new river first glittered by their doors, bringing them hard cash or foreign commodities in exchange for their hitherto unmarketable produce. Surely the water of this canal must be the most fertilizing111 of all fluids; for it causes towns, with their masses of brick and stone, their churches and theatres, their business and hubbub112, their luxury and refinement113, their gay dames114 and polished citizens, to spring up, till in time the wondrous stream may flow between two continuous lines of buildings, through one thronged116 street, from Buffalo117 to Albany. I embarked118 about thirty miles below Utica, determining to voyage along the whole extent of the canal at least twice in the course of the summer.
Behold119 us, then, fairly afloat, with three horses harnessed to our vessel120, like the steeds of Neptune121 to a huge scallop-shell in mythological122 pictures. Bound to a distant port, we had neither chart nor compass, nor cared about the wind, nor felt the heaving of a billow, nor dreaded124 shipwreck125, however fierce the tempest, in our adventurous126 navigation of an interminable mudpuddle; for a mudpuddle it seemed, and as dark and turbid127 as if every kennel128 in the land paid contribution to it. With an imperceptible current, it holds its drowsy129 way through all the dismal swamps and unimpressive scenery that could be found between the great lakes and the sea-coast. Yet there is variety enough, both on the surface of the canal and along its banks, to amuse the traveller, if an overpowering tedium130 did not deaden his perceptions.
Sometimes we met a black and rusty131-looking vessel, laden132 with lumber70, salt from Syracuse, or Genesee flour, and shaped at both ends like a square-toed boot, as if it had two sterns, and were fated always to advance backward. On its deck would be a square hut, and a woman seen through the window at her household work, with a little tribe of children who perhaps had been born in this strange dwelling133 and knew no other home. Thus, while the husband smoked his pipe at the helm and the eldest134 son rode one of the horses, on went the family, travelling hundreds of miles in their own house and carrying their fireside with them. The most frequent species of craft were the “line-boats,” which had a cabin at each end, and a great bulk of barrels, bales, and boxes in the midst, or light packets like our own decked all over with a row of curtained windows from stem to stern, and a drowsy face at every one. Once we encountered a boat of rude construction, painted all in gloomy black, and manned by three Indians, who gazed at us in silence and with a singular fixedness135 of eye. Perhaps these three alone, among the ancient possessors of the land, had attempted to derive136 benefit from the white mail’s mighty projects and float along the current of his enterprise. Not long after, in the midst of a swamp and beneath a clouded sky, we overtook a vessel that seemed full of mirth and sunshine. It contained a little colony of Swiss on their way to Michigan, clad in garments of strange fashion and gay colors, scarlet137, yellow, and bright blue, singing, laughing, and making merry in odd tones and a babble138 of outlandish words. One pretty damsel, with a beautiful pair of naked white arms, addressed a mirthful remark to me. She spoke in her native tongue, and I retorted in good English, both of us laughing heartily139 at each other’s unintelligible140 wit. I cannot describe how pleasantly this incident affected141 me. These honest Swiss were all itinerant142 community of jest and fun journeying through a gloomy land and among a dull race of money-getting drudges143, meeting none to understand their mirth, and only one to sympathize with it, yet still retaining the happy lightness of their own spirit.
Had I been on my feet at the time instead of sailing slowly along in a dirty canal-boat, I should often have paused to contemplate37 the diversified144 panorama145 along the banks of the canal. Sometimes the scene was a forest, dark, dense146, and impervious147, breaking away occasionally and receding3 from a lonely tract65, covered with dismal black stumps148, where, on the verge149 of the canal, might be seen a log-cottage and a sallow-faced woman at the window. Lean and aguish, she looked like poverty personified, half clothed, half fed, and dwelling in a desert, while a tide of wealth was sweeping150 by her door. Two or three miles farther would bring us to a lock, where the slight impediment to navigation had created a little mart of trade. Here would be found commodities of all sorts, enumerated151 in yellow letters on the window-shutters of a small grocery-store, the owner of which had set his soul to the gathering152 of coppers153 and small change, buying and selling through the week, and counting his gains on the blessed Sabbath. The next scene might be the dwelling-houses and stores of a thriving village, built of wood or small gray stones, a church-spire rising in the midst, and generally two taverns154, bearing over their piazzas155 the pompous156 titles of “hotel,” “exchange,” “tontine,” or “coffee-house.” Passing on, we glide157 now into the unquiet heart of an inland city — of Utica, for instance — and find ourselves amid piles of brick, crowded docks and quays158, rich warehouses159, and a busy population. We feel the eager and hurrying spirit of the place, like a stream and eddy160 whirling us along with it. Through the thickest of the tumult161 goes the canal, flowing between lofty rows of buildings and arched bridges of hewn stone. Onward162, also, go we, till the hum and bustle163 of struggling enterprise die away behind us and we are threading an avenue of the ancient woods again.
This sounds not amiss in description, but was so tiresome164 in reality that we were driven to the most childish expedients165 for amusement. An English traveller paraded the deck, with a rifle in his walking-stick, and waged war on squirrels and woodpeckers, sometimes sending an unsuccessful bullet among flocks of tame ducks and geese which abound166 in the dirty water of the canal. I, also, pelted167 these foolish birds with apples, and smiled at the ridiculous earnestness of their scrambles168 for the prize while the apple bobbed about like a thing of life. Several little accidents afforded us good-natured diversion. At the moment of changing horses the tow-rope caught a Massachusetts farmer by the leg and threw him down in a very indescribable posture169, leaving a purple mark around his sturdy limb. A new passenger fell flat on his back in attempting to step on deck as the boat emerged from under a bridge. Another, in his Sunday clothes, as good luck would have it, being told to leap aboard from the bank, forthwith plunged170 up to his third waistcoat-button in the canal, and was fished out in a very pitiable plight171, not at all amended172 by our three rounds of applause. Anon a Virginia schoolmaster, too intent on a pocket Virgil to heed173 the helmsman’s warning, “Bridge! bridge!” was saluted174 by the said bridge on his knowledge-box. I had prostrated176 myself like a pagan before his idol177, but heard the dull, leaden sound of the contact, and fully178 expected to see the treasures of the poor man’s cranium scattered179 about the deck. However, as there was no harm done, except a large bump on the head, and probably a corresponding dent29 in the bridge, the rest of us exchanged glances and laughed quietly. O, bow pitiless are idle people!
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The table being now lengthened180 through the cabin and spread for supper, the next twenty minutes were the pleasantest I had spent on the canal, the same space at dinner excepted. At the close of the meal it had become dusky enough for lamplight. The rain pattered unceasingly on the deck, and sometimes came with a sullen181 rush against the windows, driven by the wind as it stirred through an opening of the forest. The intolerable dulness of the scene engendered182 an evil spirit in me. Perceiving that the Englishman was taking notes in a memorandum-book, with occasional glances round the cabin, I presumed that we were all to figure in a future volume of travels, and amused my ill-humor by falling into the probable vein183 of his remarks. He would hold up an imaginary mirror, wherein our reflected faces would appear ugly and ridiculous, yet still retain all undeniable likeness184 to the originals. Then, with more sweeping malice185, he would make these caricatures the representatives of great classes of my countrymen.
He glanced at the Virginia schoolmaster, a Yankee by birth, who, to recreate himself, was examining a freshman186 from Schenectady College in the conjugation of a Greek verb. Him the Englishman would portray187 as the scholar of America, and compare his erudition to a school-boy’s Latin theme made up of scraps188 ill-selected and worse put together. Next the tourist looked at the Massachusetts farmer, who was delivering a dogmatic harangue189 on the iniquity190 of Sunday mails. Here was the far-famed yeoman of New England; his religion, writes the Englishman, is gloom on the Sabbath, long prayers every morning and eventide, and illiberality191 at all times; his boasted information is merely an abstract and compound of newspaper paragraphs, Congress debates, caucus192 harangues193, and the argument and judge’s charge in his own lawsuits194. The book-monger cast his eye at a Detroit merchant, and began scribbling195 faster than ever. In this sharp-eyed man, this lean man, of wrinkled brow, we see daring enterprise and close-fisted avarice196 combined. Here is the worshipper of Mammon at noonday; here is the three times bankrupt, richer after every ruin; here, in one word, (O wicked Englishman to say it!) here is the American. He lifted his eyeglass to inspect a Western lady, who at once became aware of the glance, reddened, and retired197 deeper into the female part of the cabin. Here was the pure, modest, sensitive, and shrinking woman of America — shrinking when no evil is intended, and sensitive like diseased flesh, that thrills if you but point at it; and strangely modest, without confidence in the modesty198 of other people; and admirably pure, with such a quick apprehension199 of all impurity200.
In this manner I went all through the cabin, hitting everybody as hard a lash201 as I could, and laying the whole blame on the infernal Englishman. At length I caught the eyes of my own image in the looking-glass, where a number of the party were likewise reflected, and among them the Englishman, who at that moment was intently observing myself.
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The crimson202 curtain being let down between the ladies and gentlemen, the cabin became a bedchamber for twenty persons, who were laid on shelves one above another. For a long time our various incommodities kept us all awake except five or six, who were accustomed to sleep nightly amid the uproar203 of their own snoring, and had little to dread123 from any other species of disturbance204. It is a curious fact that these snorers had been the most quiet people in the boat while awake, and became peace-breakers only when others cease to be so, breathing tumult out of their repose. Would it were possible to affix205 a wind-instrument to the nose, and thus make melody of a snore, so that a sleeping lover might serenade his mistress or a congregation snore a psalm-tune! Other, though fainter, sounds than these contributed to my restlessness. My head was close to the crimson curtain — the sexual division of the boat, — behind which I continually heard whispers and stealthy footsteps; the noise of a comb laid on the table or a slipper206 dropped on the floor; the twang, like a broken harp-string, caused by loosening a tight belt; the rustling207 of a gown in its descent; and the unlacing of a pair of stays. My ear seemed to have the properties of an eye; a visible image pestered208 my fancy in the darkness; the curtain was withdrawn209 between me and the Western lady, who yet disrobed herself without a blush.
Finally all was hushed in that quarter. Still I was more broad awake than through the whole preceding day, and felt a feverish210 impulse to toss my limbs miles apart and appease211 the unquietness of mind by that of matter. Forgetting that my berth212 was hardly so wide as a coffin213, I turned suddenly over and fell like an avalanche4 on the floor, to the disturbance of the whole community of sleepers214. As there were no bones broken, I blessed the accident and went on deck. A lantern was burning at each end of the boat, and one of the crew was stationed at the bows, keeping watch, as mariners215 do on the ocean. Though the rain had ceased, the sky was all one cloud, and the darkness so intense that there seemed to be no world except the little space on which our lanterns glimmered216. Yet it was an impressive scene.
We were traversing the “long level,” a dead flat between Utica and Syracuse, where the canal has not rise or fall enough to require a lock for nearly seventy miles. There can hardly be a more dismal tract of country. The forest which covers it, consisting chiefly of white-cedar, black-ash, and other trees that live in excessive moisture, is now decayed and death-struck by the partial draining of the swamp into the great ditch of the canal. Sometimes, indeed, our lights were reflected from pools of stagnant217 water which stretched far in among the trunks of the trees, beneath dense masses of dark foliage218. But generally the tall stems and intermingled branches were naked, and brought into strong relief amid the surrounding gloom by the whiteness of their decay. Often we beheld the prostrate175 form of some old sylvan219 giant which had fallen and crushed down smaller trees under its immense ruin. In spots where destruction had been riotous220, the lanterns showed perhaps a hundred trunks, erect221, half overthrown222, extended along the ground, resting on their shattered limbs or tossing them desperately223 into the darkness, but all of one ashy white, all naked together, in desolate224 confusion. Thus growing out of the night as we drew nigh, and vanishing as we glided225 on, based on obscurity, and overhung and bounded by it, the scene was ghostlike — the very land of unsubstantial things, whither dreams might betake themselves when they quit the slumberer’s brain.
My fancy found another emblem226. The wild nature of America had been driven to this desert-place by the encroachments of civilized227 man. And even here, where the savage queen was throned on the ruins of her empire, did we penetrate228, a vulgar and worldly throng115, intruding229 on her latest solitude230. In other lands decay sits among fallen palaces; but here her home is in the forests.
Looking ahead, I discerned a distant light, announcing the approach of another boat, which soon passed us, and proved to be a rusty old scow — just such a craft as the “Flying Dutchman” would navigate231 on the canal. Perhaps it was that celebrated232 personage himself whom I imperfectly distinguished233 at the helm in a glazed234 cap and rough great-coat, with a pipe in his mouth, leaving the fumes235 of tobacco a hundred yards behind. Shortly after our boatman blew a horn, sending a long and melancholy236 note through the forest avenue, as a signal for some watcher in the wilderness237 to be ready with a change of horses. We had proceeded a mile or two with our fresh team when the tow-rope got entangled238 in a fallen branch on the edge of the canal, and caused a momentary239 delay, during which I went to examine the phosphoric light of an old tree a little within the forest. It was not the first delusive240 radiance that I had followed.
The tree lay along the ground, and was wholly converted into a mass of diseased splendor, which threw a ghastliness around. Being full of conceits241 that night, I called it a frigid242 fire, a funeral light, illumining decay and death, an emblem of fame that gleams around the dead man without warming him, or of genius when it owes its brilliancy to moral rottenness, and was thinking that such ghostlike torches were just fit to light up this dead forest or to blaze coldly in tombs, when, starting from my abstraction, I looked up the canal. I recollected243 myself, and discovered the lanterns glimmering244 far away.
“Boat ahoy!” shouted I, making a trumpet of my closed fists.
Though the cry must have rung for miles along that hollow passage of the woods, it produced no effect. These packet-boats make up for their snail-like pace by never loitering day nor night, especially for those who have paid their fare. Indeed, the captain had an interest in getting rid of me; for I was his creditor245 for a breakfast.
“They are gone, Heaven be praised!” ejaculated I; “for I cannot possibly overtake them. Here am I, on the ‘long level,’ at midnight, with the comfortable prospect of a walk to Syracuse, where my baggage will be left. And now to find a house or shed wherein to pass the night.” So thinking aloud, I took a flambeau from the old tree, burning, but consuming not, to light my steps withal, and, like a jack-o’-the-lantern, set out on my midnight tour.
The End
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185 malice | |
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192 caucus | |
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