The Webber dynasty continued in uninterrupted succession; and never did a line give more unquestionable proofs of legitimacy10. The eldest11 son succeeded to the looks, as well as the territory of his sire; and had the portraits of this line of tranquil12 potentates14 been taken, they would have presented a row of heads marvellously resembling in shape and magnitude the vegetables over which they reigned15.
The seat of government continued unchanged in the family mansion16:—a Dutch-built house, with a front, or rather gable-end of yellow brick, tapering17 to a point, with the customary iron weathercock at the top. Every thing about the building bore the air of long-settled ease and security. Flights of martins peopled the little coops nailed against the walls, and swallows built their nests under the eaves; and every one knows that these house-loving birds bring good luck to the dwelling18 where they take up their abode19. In a bright sunny morning in early summer, it was delectable20 to hear their cheerful notes, as they sported about in the pure, sweet air, chirping21 forth22, as it were, the greatness and prosperity of the Webbers.
Thus quietly and comfortably did this excellent family vegetate23 under the shade of a mighty24 button-wood tree, which by little and little grew so great as entirely25 to overshadow their palace. The city gradually spread its suburbs round their domain26. Houses sprung up to interrupt their prospects27. The rural lanes in the vicinity began to grow into the bustle28 and populousness29 of streets; in short, with all the habits of rustic30 life they began to find themselves the inhabitants of a city.
Still, however, they maintained their hereditary31 character, and Hereditary possessions, with all the tenacity32 of petty German princes in the midst of the Empire. Wolfert was the last of the line, and succeeded to the patriarchal bench at the door, under the family tree, and swayed the sceptre of his fathers, a kind of rural potentate13 in the midst of a metropolis33.
To share the cares and sweets of sovereignty, he had taken unto himself a help-mate, one of that excellent kind called stirring women; that is to say, she was one of those notable little housewives who are always busy when there is nothing to do. Her activity however, took one particular direction; her whole life seemed devoted to intense knitting; whether at home or abroad; walking or sitting, her needles were continually in motion, and it is even affirmed that by her unwearied industry she very nearly supplied her household with stockings throughout the year. This worthy couple were blessed with one daughter, who was brought up with great tenderness and care; uncommon34 pains had been taken with her education, so that she could stitch in every variety of way; make all kinds of pickles35 and preserves, and mark her own name on a sampler. The influence of her taste was seen also in the family garden, where the ornamental36 began to mingle37 with the useful; whole rows of fiery38 marigolds and splendid hollyhocks bordered the cabbage-beds; and gigantic sunflowers lolled their broad, jolly faces over the fences, seeming to ogle39 most affectionately the passers-by.
Thus reigned and vegetated40 Wolfert Webber over his paternal41 acres, peaceably and contentedly42. Not but that, like all other sovereigns, he had his occasional cares and vexations. The growth of his native city sometimes caused him annoyance43. His little territory gradually became hemmed44 in by streets and houses, which intercepted45 air and sunshine. He was now and then subject to the irruptions of the border population, that infest46 the streets of a metropolis, who would sometimes make midnight forays into his dominions47, and carry off captive whole platoons of his noblest subjects. Vagrant48 swine would make a descent, too, now and then, when the gate was left open, and lay all waste before them; and mischievous49 urchins51 would often decapitate the illustrious sunflowers, the glory of the garden, as they lolled their heads so fondly over the walls. Still all these were petty grievances52, which might now and then ruffle53 the surface of his mind, as a summer breeze will ruffle the surface of a mill-pond; but they could not disturb the deep-seated quiet of his soul. He would seize a trusty staff, that stood behind the door, issue suddenly out, and anoint the back of the aggressor, whether pig or urchin50, and then return within doors, marvellously refreshed and tranquillized.
The chief cause of anxiety to honest Wolfert, however, was the growing prosperity of the city. The expenses of living doubled and trebled; but he could not double and treble the magnitude of his cabbages; and the number of competitors prevented the increase of price; thus, therefore, while every one around him grew richer, Wolfert grew poorer, and he could not, for the life of him, perceive how the evil was to be remedied.
This growing care which increased from day to day, had its gradual effect upon our worthy burgher; insomuch, that it at length implanted two or three wrinkles on his brow; things unknown before in the family of the Webbers; and it seemed to pinch up the corners of his cocked hat into an expression of anxiety, totally opposite to the tranquil, broad-brimmed, low-crowned beavers56 of his illustrious progenitors57.
Perhaps even this would not have materially disturbed the serenity58 of his mind had he had only himself and his wife to care for; but there was his daughter gradually growing to maturity59; and all the world knows when daughters begin to ripen60 no fruit or flower requires so much looking after. I have no talent at describing female charms, else fain would I depict61 the progress of this little Dutch beauty. How her blue eyes grew deeper and deeper, and her cherry lips redder and redder; and how she ripened62 and ripened, and rounded and rounded in the opening breath of sixteen summers, until, in her seventeenth spring, she seemed ready to burst out of her bodice like a half-blown rose-bud.
Ah, well-a-day! could I but show her as she was then, tricked out on a Sunday morning in the hereditary finery of the old Dutch clothes-press, of which her mother had confided64 to her the key. The wedding dress of her grandmother, modernized65 for use, with sundry66 ornaments67, handed down as heirlooms in the family. Her pale brown hair smoothed with buttermilk in flat waving lines on each side of her fair forehead. The chain of yellow virgin68 gold, that encircled her neck; the little cross, that just rested at the entrance of a soft valley of happiness, as if it would sanctify the place. The—but pooh!—it is not for an old man like me to be prosing about female beauty: suffice it to say, Amy had attained her seventeenth year. Long since had her sampler exhibited hearts in couples desperately70 transfixed with arrows, and true lovers’ knots worked in deep blue silk; and it was evident she began to languish72 for some more interesting occupation than the rearing of sunflowers or pickling of cucumbers.
At this critical period of female existence, when the heart within a damsel’s bosom73, like its emblem74, the miniature which hangs without, is apt to be engrossed75 by a single image, a new visitor began to make his appearance under the roof of Wolfert Webber. This was Dirk Waldron, the only son of a poor widow, but who could boast of more fathers than any lad in the province; for his mother had had four husbands, and this only child, so that though born in her last wedlock76, he might fairly claim to be the tardy77 fruit of a long course of cultivation. This son of four fathers united the merits and the vigor78 of his sires. If he had not a great family before him, he seemed likely to have a great one after him; for you had only to look at the fresh gamesome youth, to see that he was formed to be the founder79 of a mighty race.
This youngster gradually became an intimate visitor of the family. He talked little, but he sat long. He filled the father’s pipe when it was empty, gathered up the mother’s knitting-needle, or ball of worsted when it fell to the ground; stroked the sleek80 coat of the tortoise-shell cat, and replenished81 the teapot for the daughter from the bright copper82 kettle that sung before the fire. All these quiet little offices may seem of trifling83 import, but when true love is translated into Low Dutch, it is in this way that it eloquently84 expresses itself. They were not lost upon the Webber family. The winning youngster found marvellous favor in the eyes of the mother; the tortoise-shell cat, albeit85 the most staid and demure86 of her kind, gave indubitable signs of approbation87 of his visits, the tea-kettle seemed to sing out a cheering note of welcome at his approach, and if the sly glances of the daughter might be rightly read, as she sat bridling88 and dimpling, and sewing by her mother’s side, she was not a wit behind Dame89 Webber, or grimalkin, or the tea-kettle in good-will.
Wolfert alone saw nothing of what was going on. Profoundly wrapt up in meditation90 on the growth of the city and his cabbages, he sat looking in the fire, and puffing92 his pipe in silence. One night, however, as the gentle Amy, according to custom, lighted her lover to the outer door, and he, according to custom, took his parting salute93, the smack94 resounded95 so vigorously through the long, silent entry as to startle even the dull ear of Wolfert. He was slowly roused to a new source of anxiety. It had never entered into his head, that this mere96 child, who, as it seemed but the other day, had been climbing about his knees, and playing with dolls and baby-houses, could all at once be thinking of love and matrimony. He rubbed his eyes, examined into the fact, and really found that while he had been dreaming of other matters, she had actually grown into a woman, and what was more, had fallen in love. Here were new cares for poor Wolfert. He was a kind father, but he was a prudent97 man. The young man was a very stirring lad; but then he had neither money or land. Wolfert’s ideas all ran in one channel, and he saw no alternative in case of a marriage, but to portion off the young couple with a corner of his cabbage garden, the whole of which was barely sufficient for the support of his family.
Like a prudent father, therefore, he determined98 to nip this passion in the bud, and forbade the youngster the house, though sorely did it go against his fatherly heart, and many a silent tear did it cause in the bright eye of his daughter. She showed herself, however, a pattern of filial piety99 and obedience100. She never pouted101 and sulked; she never flew in the face of parental102 authority; she never fell into a passion, or fell into hysterics, as many romantic novel-read young ladies would do. Not she, indeed! She was none such heroical rebellious103 trumpery104, I warrant ye. On the contrary, she acquiesced105 like an obedient daughter; shut the street-door in her lover’s face, and if ever she did grant him an interview, it was either out of the kitchen window, or over the garden fence.
Wolfert was deeply cogitating106 these things in his mind, and his brow wrinkled with unusual care, as he wended his way one Saturday afternoon to a rural inn, about two miles from the city. It was a favorite resort of the Dutch part of the community from being always held by a Dutch line of landlords, and retaining an air and relish107 of the good old times. It was a Dutch-built house, that had probably been a country seat of some opulent burgher in the early time of the settlement. It stood near a point of land, called Corlears Hook, which stretches out into the Sound, and against which the tide, at its flux108 and reflux, sets with extraordinary rapidity. The venerable and somewhat crazy mansion was distinguished109 from afar, by a grove110 of elms and sycamores that seemed to wave a hospitable111 invitation, while a few weeping willows112 with their dank, drooping113 foliage115, resembling falling waters, gave an idea of coolness, that rendered it an attractive spot during the heats of summer.
Here, therefore, as I said, resorted many of the old inhabitants of the Manhattoes, where, while some played at the shuffle-board and quoits and ninepins, others smoked a deliberate pipe, and talked over public affairs.
It was on a blustering116 autumnal afternoon that Wolfert made his visit to the inn. The grove of elms and willows was stripped of its leaves, which whirled in rustling117 eddies118 about the fields.
The ninepin alley69 was deserted119, for the premature120 chilliness121 of the day had driven the company within doors. As it was Saturday afternoon, the habitual122 club was in session, composed principally of regular Dutch burghers, though mingled123 occasionally with persons of various, character and country, as is natural in a place of such motley population.
Beside the fire-place, and in a huge leather-bottomed armchair, sat the dictator of this little world, the venerable Rem, or, as it was pronounced, Ramm Rapelye.
He was a man of Walloon race, and illustrious for the antiquity124 of his line, his great grandmother having been the first white child born in the province. But he was still more illustrious for his wealth and dignity: he had long filled the noble office of alderman, and was a man to whom the governor himself took off his hat. He had maintained possession of the leathern-bottomed chair from time immemorial; and had gradually waxed in bulk as he sat in his seat of government, until in the course of years he filled its whole magnitude. His word was decisive with his subjects; for he was so rich a man, that he was never expected to support any opinion by argument. The landlord waited on him with peculiar125 officiousness; not that he paid better than his neighbors, but then the coin of a rich man seems always to be so much more acceptable. The landlord had always a pleasant word and a joke, to insinuate126 in the ear of the august Ramm. It is true, Ramm never laughed, and, indeed, maintained a mastiff-like gravity, and even surliness of aspect, yet he now and then rewarded mine host with a token of approbation; which, though nothing more nor less than a kind of grunt128, yet delighted the landlord more than a broad laugh from a poorer man.
“This will be a rough night for the money-diggers,” said mine host, as a gust127 of wind howled round the house, and rattled129 at the windows.
“What, are they at their works again?” said an English half-pay captain, with one eye, who was a frequent attendant at the inn.
“Aye, are they,” said the landlord, “and well may they be. They’ve had luck of late. They say a great pot of money has been dug up in the field, just behind Stuyvesant’s orchard131. Folks think it must have been buried there in old times by Peter Stuyvesant, the Dutch Governor.”
“Fudge!” said the one-eyed man of war, as he added a small portion of water to a bottom of brandy.
“Well, you may believe, or not, as you please,” said mine host, somewhat nettled132; “but every body knows that the old governor buried a great deal of his money at the time of the Dutch troubles, when the English red-coats seized on the province. They say, too, the old gentleman walks; aye, and in the very Same dress that he wears in the picture which hangs up in the family house.”
“Fudge!” said the half-pay officer.
“Fudge, if you please!—But didn’t Corney Van Zandt see him at midnight, stalking about in the meadow with his wooden leg, and a drawn133 sword in his hand, that flashed like fire? And what can he be walking for, but because people have been troubling the place where he buried his money in old times?”
Here the landlord was interrupted by several guttural sounds from Ramm Rapelye, betokening134 that he was laboring135 with the unusual production of an idea. As he was too great a man to be slighted by a prudent publican, mine host respectfully paused until he should deliver himself. The corpulent frame of this mighty burgher now gave all the symptoms of a volcanic136 mountain on the point of an eruption137. First, there was a certain heaving of the abdomen138, not unlike an earthquake; then was emitted a cloud of tobacco smoke from that crater139, his mouth; then there was a kind of rattle130 in the throat, as if the idea were working its way up through a region of phlegm; then there were several disjointed members of a sentence thrown out, ending in a cough; at length his voice forced its way in the slow, but absolute tone of a man who feels the weight of his purse, if not of his ideas; every portion of his speech being marked by a testy140 puff91 of tobacco smoke.
“Who talks of old Peter Stuyvesant’s walking?—puff—Have people no respect for persons?—puff—puff—Peter Stuyvesant knew better what to do with his money than to bury it—puff—I know the Stuyvesant family—puff—every one of them—puff—not a more respectable family in the province—puff—old standers—puff—warm householders—puff—none of your upstarts—puff—puff—puff.—Don’t talk to me of Peter Stuyvesant’s walking—puff—puff—puff—puff.”
Here the redoubtable141 Ramm contracted his brow, clasped up his mouth, till it wrinkled at each corner, and redoubled his smoking with such vehemence142, that the cloudly volumes soon wreathed round his head, as the smoke envelopes the awful summit of Mount Etna.
A general silence followed the sudden rebuke143 of this very rich man. The subject, however, was too interesting to be readily abandoned. The conversation soon broke forth again from the lips of Peechy Prauw Van Hook, the chronicler of the club, one of those narrative144 old men who seem to grow incontinent of words, as they grow old, until their talk flows from them almost involuntarily.
Peechy, who could at any time tell as many stories in an evening as his hearers could digest in a month, now resumed the conversation, by affirming that, to his knowledge, money had at different times been dug up in various parts of the island. The lucky persons who had discovered them had always dreamt of them three times beforehand, and what was worthy of remark, these treasures had never been found but by some descendant of the good old Dutch families, which clearly proved that they had been buried by Dutchmen in the olden time.
“Fiddle-stick with your Dutchmen!” cried the half-pay officer. “The Dutch had nothing to do with them. They were all buried by Kidd, the pirate, and his crew.”
Here a key-note was touched that roused the whole company. The name of Captain Kidd was like a talisman145 in those times, and was associated with a thousand marvellous stories.
The half-pay officer was a man of great weight among the peaceable members of the club, by reason of his military character, and of the gunpowder146 scenes which, by his own account, he had witnessed.
The golden stories of Kidd, however, were resolutely147 rivalled by the tales of Peechy Prauw, who, rather than suffer his Dutch progenitors to be eclipsed by a foreign freebooter, enriched every spot in the neighborhood with the hidden wealth of Peter Stuyvesant and his contemporaries.
Not a word of this conversation was lost upon Wolfert Webber. He returned pensively148 home, full of magnificent ideas of buried riches. The soil of his native island seemed to be turned into gold-dust; and every field teemed149 with treasure. His head almost reeled at the thought how often he must have heedlessly rambled150 over places where countless151 sums lay, scarcely covered by the turf beneath his feet. His mind was in a vertigo152 with this whirl of new ideas. As he came in sight of the venerable mansion of his forefathers153, and the little realm where the Webbers had so long and so contentedly flourished, his gorge154 rose at the narrowness of his destiny.
“Unlucky Wolfert!” exclaimed he, “others can go to bed and dream themselves into whole mines of wealth; they have but to seize a spade in the morning, and turn up doubloons like potatoes; but thou must dream of hardship, and rise to poverty—must dig thy field from year’s end to year’s end, and—and yet raise nothing but cabbages!”
Wolfert Webber went to bed with a heavy heart; and it was long before the golden visions that disturbed his brain, permitted him to sink into repose155. The same visions, however, extended into his sleeping thoughts, and assumed a more definite form. He dreamt that he had discovered an immense treasure in the centre of his garden. At every stroke of the spade he laid bare a golden ingot; diamond crosses sparkled out of the dust; bags of money turned up their bellies156, corpulent with pieces of eight, or venerable doubloons; and chests, wedged close with moidores, ducats, and pistareens, yawned before his ravished eyes, and vomited157 forth their glittering contents.
Wolfert awoke a poorer man than ever. He had no heart to go about his daily concerns, which appeared so paltry158 and profitless; but sat all day long in the chimney-corner, picturing to himself ingots and heaps of gold in the fire. The next night his dream was repeated. He was again in his garden, digging, and laying open stores of hidden wealth. There was something very singular in this repetition. He passed another day of reverie, and though it was cleaning-day, and the house, as usual in Dutch households, completely topsy-turvy, yet he sat unmoved amidst the general uproar159.
The third night he went to bed with a palpitating heart. He put on his red nightcap, wrong side outwards160 for good luck. It was deep midnight before his anxious mind could settle itself into sleep. Again the golden dream was repeated, and again he saw his garden teeming161 with ingots and money-bags.
Wolfert rose the next morning in complete bewilderment. A dream three times repeated was never known to lie; and if so, his fortune was made.
In his agitation162 he put on his waistcoat with the hind55 part before, and this was a corroboration163 of good luck. He no longer doubted that a huge store of money lay buried somewhere in his cabbage-field, coyly waiting to be sought for, and he half repined at having so long been scratching about the surface of the soil, instead of digging to the centre.
He took his seat at the breakfast-table full of these speculations165; asked his daughter to put a lump of gold in to his tea, and on handing his wife a plate of slap-jacks, begging her to help herself to a doubloon.
His grand care now was how to secure this immense treasure without it being known. Instead of working regularly in his grounds in the day-time, he now stole from his bed at night, and with spade and pickaxe, went to work to rip up and dig about his paternal acres, from one end to the other. In a little time the whole garden, which had presented such a goodly and regular appearance, with its phalanx of cabbages, like a vegetable army in battle array, was reduced to a scene of devastation166, while the relentless167 Wolfert, with nightcap on head, and lantern and spade in hand, stalked through the slaughtered168 ranks, the destroying angel of his own vegetable world.
Every morning bore testimony169 to the ravages170 of the preceding night in cabbages of all ages and conditions, from the tender sprout171 to the full-grown head, piteously rooted from their quiet beds like worthless weeds, and left to wither172 in the sunshine. It was in vain Wolfert’s wife remonstrated173; it was in vain his darling daughter wept over the destruction of some favorite marygold. “Thou shalt have gold of another guess-sort,” he would cry, chucking her under the chin; “thou shalt have a string of crooked174 ducats for thy wedding-necklace, my child.” His family began really to fear that the poor man’s wits were diseased. He muttered in his sleep at night of mines of wealth, of pearls and diamonds and bars of gold. In the day-time he was moody175 and abstracted, and walked about as if in a trance. Dame Webber held frequent councils with all the old women of the neighborhood, not omitting the parish dominie; scarce an hour in the day but a knot of them might be seen wagging their white caps together round her door, while the poor woman made some piteous recital176. The daughter, too, was fain to seek for more frequent consolation177 from the stolen interviews of her favored swain, Dirk Waldron. The delectable little Dutch songs with which she used to dulcify the house grew less and less frequent, and she would forget her sewing and look wistfully in her father’s face as he sat pondering by the fireside.
Wolfert caught her eye one day fixed71 on him thus anxiously, and for a moment was roused from his golden reveries—“Cheer up, my girl,” said he, exultingly178, “why dost thou droop114?—thou shalt hold up thy head one day with the—and the Schenaerhorns, the Van Hornes, and the Van Dams—the patroon himself shall be glad to get thee for his son!”
Amy shook her head at this vain-glorious boast, and was more than ever in doubt of the soundness of the good man’s intellect.
In the meantime Wolfert went on digging, but the field was extensive, and as his dream had indicated no precise spot, he had to dig at random179. The winter set in before one-tenth of the scene of promise had been explored. The ground became too frozen and the nights too cold for the labors180 of the spade. No sooner, however, did the returning warmth of spring loosen the soil, and the small frogs begin to pipe in the meadows, but Wolfert resumed his labors with renovated181 zeal182. Still, however, the hours of industry were reversed. Instead of working cheerily all day, planting and setting out his vegetables, he remained thoughtfully idle, until the shades of night summoned him to his secret labors. In this way he continued to dig from night to night, and week to week, and month to month, but not a stiver did he find. On the contrary, the more he digged the poorer he grew. The rich soil of his garden was digged away, and the sand and gravel184 from beneath were thrown to the surface, until the whole field presented an aspect of sandy barrenness.
In the meantime the seasons gradually rolled on. The little frogs that had piped in the meadows in early spring, croaked185 as bull-frogs in the brooks186 during the summer heats, and then sunk into silence. The peach tree budded, blossomed, and bore its fruit. The swallows and martins came, twittered about the roof, built their nests, reared their young, held their congress along the eaves, and then winged their flight in search of another spring. The caterpillar187 spun188 its winding-sheet, dangled189 in it from the great buttonwood tree that shaded the house, turned into a moth63, fluttered with the last sunshine of summer, and disappeared; and finally the leaves of the buttonwood tree turned yellow, then brown, then rustled190 one by one to the ground, and whirling about in little eddies of wind and dust, whispered that winter was at hand.
Wolfert gradually awoke from his dream of wealth as the year declined. He had reared no crop to supply the wants of his household during the sterility191 of winter. The season was long and severe, and for the first time the family was really straightened in its comforts. By degrees a revulsion of thought took place in Wolfert’s mind, common to those whose golden dreams have been disturbed by pinching realities. The idea gradually stole upon him that he should come to want. He already considered himself one of the most unfortunate men in the province, having lost such an incalculable amount of undiscovered treasure, and now, when thousands of pounds had eluded192 his search, to be perplexed193 for shillings and pence was cruel in the extreme.
Haggard care gathered about his brow; he went about with a money-seeking air, his eyes bent194 downwards195 into the dust, and carrying his hands in his pockets, as men are apt to do when they have nothing else to put into them. He could not even pass the city almshouse without giving it a rueful glance, as if destined196 to be his future abode.
The strangeness of his conduct and of his looks occasioned much speculation164 and remark. For a long time he was suspected of being crazy, and then every body pitied him; at length it began to be suspected that he was poor, and then every body avoided him.
The rich old burghers of his acquaintance met him, outside of the door when he called, entertained him hospitably197 on the threshold, pressed him warmly by the hand on parting, shook their heads as he walked away, with the kind-hearted expression of “poor Wolfert,” and turned a corner nimbly, if by chance they saw him approaching as they walked the streets. Even the barber and cobbler of the neighborhood, and a tattered198 tailor in an alley hard by, three of the poorest and merriest rogues199 in the world, eyed him with that abundant sympathy which usually attends a lack of means, and there is not a doubt but their pockets would have been at his command, only that they happened to be empty.
Thus every body deserted the Webber mansion, as if poverty were contagious200, like the plague; every body but honest Dirk Waldron, who still kept up his stolen visits to the daughter, and indeed seemed to wax more affectionate as the fortunes of his mistress were on the wane201.
Many months had elapsed since Wolfert had frequented his old resort, the rural inn. He was taking a long lonely walk one Saturday afternoon, musing202 over his wants and disappointments, when his feet took instinctively203 their wonted direction, and on awaking out of a reverie, he found himself before the door of the inn. For some moments he hesitated whether to enter, but his heart yearned204 for companionship; and where can a ruined man find better companionship than at a tavern205, where there is neither sober example nor sober advice to put him out of countenance206?
Wolfert found several of the old frequenters of the tavern at their usual posts, and seated in their usual places; but one was missing, the great Ramm Rapelye, who for many years had filled the chair of state. His place was supplied by a stranger, who seemed, however, completely at home in the chair and the tavern. He was rather under-size, but deep-chested, square, and muscular. His broad shoulders, double joints207, and bow-knees, gave tokens of prodigious strength. His face was dark and weather-beaten; a deep scar, as if from the slash208 of a cutlass, had almost divided his nose, and made a gash209 in his upper lip, through which his teeth shone like a bull-dog’s. A mass of iron gray hair gave a grizzly210 finish to his hard-favored visage. His dress was of an amphibious character. He wore an old hat edged with tarnished211 lace, and cocked in martial212 style, on one side of his head; a rusty54 blue military coat with brass213 buttons, and a wide pair of short petticoat trousers, or rather breeches, for they were gathered up at the knees. He ordered every body about him with an authoritative214 air; talked in a brattling voice, that sounded like the crackling of thorns under a pot; damned the landlord and servants with perfect impunity215, and was waited upon with greater obsequiousness216 than had ever been shown to the mighty Ramm himself.
Wolfert’s curiosity was awakened217 to know who and what was this stranger who had thus usurped218 absolute sway in this ancient domain. He could get nothing, however, but vague information. Peechy Prauw took him aside, into a remote corner of the hall, and there in an under-voice, and with great caution, imparted to him all that he knew on the subject. The inn had been aroused several months before, on a dark stormy night, by repeated long shouts, that seemed like the howlings of a wolf. They came from the water-side; and at length were distinguished to be hailing the house in the seafaring manner. “House-a-hoy!” The landlord turned out with his head-waiter, tapster, hostler, and errand boy—that is to say with his old negro Cuff219. On approaching the place from whence the voice proceeded, they found this amphibious-looking personage at the water’s edge, quite alone, and seated on a great oaken sea-chest. How he came there, whether he had been set on shore from some boat, or had floated to land on his chest, nobody could tell, for he did not seem disposed to answer questions, and there was something in his looks and manners that put a stop to all questioning. Suffice it to say, he took possession of a corner room of the inn, to which his chest was removed with great difficulty. Here he had remained ever since, keeping about the inn and its vicinity. Sometimes, it is true, he disappeared for one, two, or three days at a time, going and returning without giving any notice or account of his movements. He always appeared to have plenty of money, though often of very strange, outlandish coinage; and he regularly paid his bill every evening before turning in.
He had fitted up his room to his own fancy, having slung220 a hammock from the ceiling instead of a bed, and decorated the walls with rusty pistols and cutlasses of foreign workmanship. A great part of his time was passed in this room, seated by the window, which commanded a wide view of the Sound, a short old-fashioned pipe in his mouth, a glass of rum toddy at his elbow, and a pocket telescope in his hand, with which he reconnoitred every boat that moved upon the water. Large square-rigged vessels221 seemed to excite but little attention; but the moment he descried222 any thing with a shoulder-of-mutton sail, or that a barge223, or yawl, or jolly boat hove in sight, up went the telescope, and he examined it with the most scrupulous224 attention.
All this might have passed without much notice, for in those times the province was so much the resort of adventurers of all characters and climes that any oddity in dress or behavior attracted but little attention. But in a little while this strange sea monster, thus strangely cast up on dry land, began to encroach upon the long-established customs and customers of the place; to interfere225 in a dictatorial226 manner in the affairs of the ninepin alley and the bar-room, until in the end he usurped an absolute command over the little inn. It was in vain to attempt to withstand his authority. He was not exactly quarrelsome, but boisterous227 and peremptory228, like one accustomed to tyrannize on a quarter deck; and there was a dare-devil air about every thing he said and did, that inspired a wariness229 in all bystanders. Even the half-pay officer, so long the hero of the club, was soon silenced by him; and the quiet burghers stared with wonder at seeing their inflammable man of war so readily and quietly extinguished.
And then the tales that he would tell were enough to make a peaceable man’s hair stand on end. There was not a sea fight, or marauding or free-booting adventure that had happened within the last twenty years but he seemed perfectly230 versed183 in it. He delighted to talk of the exploits of the buccaneers in the West-Indies and on the Spanish Main. How his eyes would glisten231 as he described the waylaying232 of treasure ships, the desperate fights, yard arm and yard arm—broadside and broad side—the boarding and capturing of large Spanish galleons233! with what chuckling234 relish would he describe the descent upon some rich Spanish colony; the rifling of a church; the sacking of a convent! You would have thought you heard some gormandizer dilating235 upon the roasting a savory236 goose at Michaelmas as he described the roasting of some Spanish Don to make him discover his treasure—a detail given with a minuteness that made every rich old burgher present turn uncomfortably in his chair. All this would be told with infinite glee, as if he considered it an excellent joke; and then he would give such a tyrannical leer in the face of his next neighbor, that the poor man would be fain to laugh out of sheer faint-heartedness. If any one, however, pretended to contradict him in any of his stories he was on fire in an instant. His very cocked hat assumed a momentary237 fierceness, and seemed to resent the contradiction.—“How the devil should you know as well as I! I tell you it was as I say!” and he would at the same time let slip a broadside of thundering oaths and tremendous sea phrases, such as had never been heard before within those peaceful walls.
Indeed, the worthy burghers began to surmise238 that he knew more of these stories than mere hearsay239. Day after day their conjectures240 concerning him grew more and more wild and fearful. The strangeness of his manners, the mystery that surrounded him, all made him something incomprehensible in their eyes. He was a kind of monster of the deep to them—he was a merman—he was behemoth—he was leviathan—in short, they knew not what he was.
The domineering spirit of this boisterous sea urchin at length grew quite intolerable. He was no respecter of persons; he contradicted the richest burghers without hesitation241; he took possession of the sacred elbow chair, which time out of mind had been the seat of sovereignty of the illustrious Ramm Rapelye. Nay242, he even went so far in one of his rough jocular moods, as to slap that mighty burgher on the back, drink his toddy and wink243 in his face, a thing scarcely to be believed. From this time Ramm Rapelye appeared no more at the inn; his example was followed by several of the most eminent244 customers, who were too rich to tolerate being bullied245 out of their opinions, or being obliged to laugh at another man’s jokes. The landlord was almost in despair, but he knew not how to get rid of this sea monster and his sea-chest, which seemed to have grown like fixtures246, or excrescences on his establishment.
Such was the account whispered cautiously in Wolfert’s ear, by the narrator, Peechy Prauw, as he held him by the button in a corner of the hall, casting a wary247 glance now and then towards the door of the bar-room, lest he should be overheard by the terrible hero of his tale.
Wolfert took his seat in a remote part of the room in silence; impressed with profound awe248 of this unknown, so versed in freebooting history. It was to him a wonderful instance of the revolutions of mighty empires, to find the venerable Ramm Rapelye thus ousted249 from the throne; a rugged250 tarpaulin251 dictating252 from his elbow chair, hectoring the patriarchs, and filling this tranquil little realm with brawl253 and bravado254.
The stranger was on this evening in a more than usually communicative mood, and was narrating255 a number of astounding256 stories of plunderings and burnings upon the high seas. He dwelt upon them with peculiar relish, heightening the frightful258 particulars in proportion to their effect on his peaceful auditors259. He gave a long swaggering detail of the capture of a Spanish merchantman. She was laying becalmed during a long summer’s day, just off from an island which was one of the lurking260 places of the pirates. They had reconnoitred her with their spy-glasses from the shore, and ascertained261 her character and force. At night a picked crew of daring fellows set off for her in a whale boat. They approached with muffled262 oars263, as she lay rocking idly with the undulations of the sea and her sails flapping against the masts. They were close under her stern before the guard on deck was aware of their approach. The alarm was given; the pirates threw hand grenades on deck and sprang up the main chains sword in hand.
The crew flew to arms, but in great confusion some were shot down, others took refuge in the tops; others were driven overboard and drowned, while others fought hand to hand from the main deck to the quarter deck, disputing gallantly264 every inch of ground. There were three Spanish gentlemen on board with their ladies, who made the most desperate resistance; they defended the companion-way, cut down several of their assailants, and fought like very devils, for they were maddened by the shrieks265 of the ladies from the cabin. One of the Dons was old and soon despatched. The other two kept their ground vigorously, even though the captain of the pirates was among their assailants. Just then there was a shout of victory from the main deck. “The ship is ours!” cried the pirates.
One of the Dons immediately dropped his sword and surrendered; the other, who was a hot-headed youngster, and just married, gave the captain a slash in the face that laid all open. The captain just made out to articulate the words “no quarter.”
“And what did they do with their prisoners?” said Peechy Prauw, eagerly.
“Threw them all overboard!” said the merman.
A dead pause followed this reply. Peechy Prauw shrunk quietly back like a man who had unwarily stolen upon the lair266 of a sleeping lion. The honest burghers cast fearful glances at the deep scar slashed267 across the visage of the stranger, and moved their chairs a little farther off. The seaman268, however, smoked on without moving a muscle, as though he either did not perceive or did not regard the unfavorable effect he had produced upon his hearers.
The half-pay officer was the first to break the silence; for he was Continually tempted269 to make ineffectual head against this tyrant270 of the seas, and to regain271 his lost consequence in the eyes of his ancient companions. He now tried to match the gunpowder tales of the stranger by others equally tremendous. Kidd, as usual, was his hero, concerning whom he had picked up many of the floating traditions of the province. The seaman had always evinced a settled pique272 against the red-faced warrior273. On this occasion he listened with peculiar impatience274. He sat with one arm a-kimbo, the other elbow on a table, the hand holding on to the small pipe he was pettishly275 puffing; his legs crossed, drumming with one foot on the ground and casting every now and then the side glance of a basilisk at the prosing captain. At length the latter spoke276 of Kidd’s having ascended277 the Hudson with some of his crew, to land his plunder257 in secrecy278.
“Kidd up the Hudson!” burst forth the seaman, with a tremendous oath; “Kidd never was up the Hudson!”
“I tell you he was,” said the other. “Aye, and they say he buried a quantity of treasure on the little flat that runs out into the river, called the Devil’s Dans Kammer.”
“The Devil’s Dans Kammer in your teeth!” cried the seaman. “I tell you Kidd never was up the Hudson—what the plague do you know of Kidd and his haunts?”
“What do I know?” echoed the half-pay officer; “why, I was in London at the time of his trial, aye, and I had the pleasure of seeing him hanged at Execution Dock.”
“Then, sir, let me tell you that you saw as pretty a fellow hanged as ever trod shoe leather. Aye!” putting his face nearer to that of the officer, “and there was many a coward looked on, that might much better have swung in his stead.”
The half-pay officer was silenced; but the indignation thus pent up in his bosom glowed with intense vehemence in his single eye, which kindled279 like a coal.
Peechy Prauw, who never could remain silent, now took up the word, and in a pacifying280 tone observed that the gentleman certainly was in the right. Kidd never did bury money up the Hudson, nor indeed in any of those parts, though many affirm the fact. It was Bradish and others of the buccaneers who had buried money, some said in Turtle Bay, others on Long-Island, others in the neighborhood of Hell Gate. Indeed, added he, I recollect281 an adventure of Mud Sam, the negro fisherman, many years ago, which some think had something to do with the buccaneers. As we are all friends here, and as it will go no farther, I’ll tell it to you.
“Upon a dark night many years ago, as Sam was returning from fishing in Hell Gate—”
Here the story was nipped in the bud by a sudden movement from the unknown, who, laying his iron fist on the table, knuckles282 downward, with a quiet force that indented283 the very boards, and looking grimly over his shoulder, with the grin of an angry bear. “Heark’ee, neighbor,” said he, with significant nodding of the head, “you’d better let the buccaneers and their money alone—they’re not for old men and old women to meddle284 with. They fought hard for their money, they gave body and soul for it, and wherever it lies buried, depend upon it he must have a tug285 with the devil who gets it.”
This sudden explosion was succeeded by a blank silence throughout the room. Peechy Prauw shrunk within himself, and even the red-faced officer turned pale. Wolfert, who, from a dark corner of the room, had listened with intense eagerness to all this talk about buried treasure, looked with mingled awe and reverence286 on this bold buccaneer, for such he really suspected him to be. There was a chinking of gold and a sparkling of jewels in all his stories about the Spanish Main that gave a value to every period, and Wolfert would have given any thing for the rummaging287 of the ponderous288 sea-chest, which his imagination crammed289 full of golden chalices290 and crucifixes and jolly round bags of doubloons.
The dead stillness that had fallen upon the company was at length interrupted by the stranger, who pulled out a prodigious watch of curious and ancient workmanship, and which in Wolferts’ eyes had a decidedly Spanish look. On touching291 a spring it struck ten o’clock; upon which the sailor called for his reckoning, and having paid it out of a handful of outlandish coin, he drank off the remainder of his beverage292, and without taking leave of any one, rolled out of the room, muttering to himself as he stamped up-stairs to his chamber293.
It was some time before the company could recover from the silence into which they had been thrown. The very footsteps of the stranger, which were heard now and then as he traversed his chamber, inspired awe.
Still the conversation in which they had been engaged was too interesting not to be resumed. A heavy thunder-gust had gathered up unnoticed while they were lost in talk, and the torrents294 of rain that fell forbade all thoughts of setting off for home until the storm should subside295. They drew nearer together, therefore, and entreated296 the worthy Peechy Prauw to continue the tale which had been so discourteously297 interrupted. He readily complied, whispering, however, in a tone scarcely above his breath, and drowned occasionally by the rolling of the thunder, and he would pause every now and then, and listen with evident awe, as he heard the heavy footsteps of the stranger pacing overhead.
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bridling
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piety
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parental
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acquiesced
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distinguished
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grove
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rustling
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eddies
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premature
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chilliness
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antiquity
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peculiar
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insinuate
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gust
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grunt
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rattle
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betokening
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laboring
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volcanic
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crater
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testy
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redoubtable
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rebuke
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gunpowder
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countless
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agitation
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testimony
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consolation
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random
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