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breast, or wherever it is experienced in all its intensity, it nearly forgotten—is the child of an only sister. God has is most selfish, for it excludes all else from notice.
thrown her on my path. I had no heir to my wealth. Tell And Maria was sad, for she was about to leave her na. me, on your soul, what you meant to do with her ?". tive land, the home of her youth, the spot where her father They had been speaking in French. and mother were buried. But she was about to leave it for * Ask her," said the young man, gravely. the land of her husband, and that is a word which to a true Don Rafaele turned to Maria, and spoke. woman compensates for all else.
Maria at once understood all, and pouring forth her beart The morning of the fourth day came. At down the lin words, she told the whole events of the three preceding boatmen came and fetched the old aunt, who parted kindly | days. from her niece, whose determination she cared not to alter. When she had finished, Don Rafaele turned to the young She was her heiress, for Maria gave her hut and land; she sailor, and said in Mexican :saw that she could not have married better, and she went “You were my friend, you are my son. She and all I away giving them her blessing.
have are yours; take her." Ilalf an hour afterwards Maria, her negro girl, and Licu. "Thank you, my friend," exclaimed Ilarris, heartily. tenant Bruce Harris, were ready, and were in the very act * But now let us think of safety. The country is up. of setting out, when the young man noticed the costume of My return is known. We must away." his lovely mistress. He coloured violently; she wore no- “ But the sacks ?" thing more than on the first day he saw her.
“I will follow the stream to the schooner. You enter He hesitated a moment, and then called the negress on the boat with the women, and warn me when you arrive. one side, and explained to her that Maria could not appear | Send your men to haul up stream while we put the treasure before his men or before his country people thus clothed. on board. In the confusion, it could be stowed in the cabin The negress laughed heartily, but luckily she had been at without their knowing anything.” Mexico city, and knew fully what the young sailor meant. “Ready!” cried Lieutenant Harris. Much pleased at this, Lieutenant llarris moved towards the Maria and the negress at once entered the perigua, in stream to wait the arrival of Don Rafaele Zacara.
which the young man also took his seat, to paddle. The load In about ten minutes he was joined by Maria, who wore was heavy for it, and the stream full of snags and loose her winter costume, in the shape of leggings, and a blue cot- timber. He spoke, therefore, but little, for the sweeping ton tunic that fell from her neck to her knees. She blushed || foliage, projecting sticks, and eddies at the sharp turns of as she saw the young man gaze at her, for she had never
the stream, were not without serious dangers for a small known before that her natural costume would appear to him dug-out canoe. strange, and now she found that in his country she would There was no wind. All animated things slept, save that have been considered somewhat lightly dressed even for the great breathing of nature seemed to heave through the summer, though not so bad as Stephen's friend, whose home
trees, rising in indistinct eddies of faint sound that died and walking costume differed in that, in the house he wore
away, as it were, in the long vista of the forest. nothing—in the sun he wore a hat!
'They were descending the stream, and half an hour Scarcely had they spoken when the trot of a mule was brought them in proximity to their boat. heard, and Don Rafaele Zacara emerged from the forest, Lieutenant Harris at once recognised a tree which he had leading three heavily-laden mules.
taken as a landmark, and was about to move towards the The young man advanced to mect his friend, while the dark mass of verdure which concealed the schooner, when young Mexican and the negress placed their light baggage a sound of voices reached his ear. in the canoe.
A discussion was taking place on deck in the Mexican “Welcome, Don Rafaele,'' cried Lieutenant Harris. language. The persons who were speaking were several in
“Welcome !" replied the Gambusino, moodily; “I have number, come, and with my treasure, but it has cost me dearly." It was more than probable the schooner was in the hands • How, dearly ?"
of the enemy. “Such things are best not talked of. Blood may be shed, Harris noiselessly drew back his canoe, and strack 1 but not talked of. What has occupied your time?” landing a few yards above where the canoe was floating at “If you have found your treasure, I have found mine." the moment of the discovery. What mean you ?"
The Mexican was high above on the bank. His buge lat Look, Don Rafaele Zacara," replied Licutenant Harris, || could be seen plainly marked against the sky.' 'After an es• proudly, as they came up to the two women.
change of half-a-dozen words with Maria, Harris Jeaped on The young girl turned as he spoke. She caught the shore, and darted towards Don Rafaele at the moment when
he halted and was dismounting. “My mother's brother, my uncle," she cried, rushing The Mexican was on his feet when Harris stood by him. towards him; "and are you his friend ?"
“ The Santa Anna is captured," whispered the young The Mexican started, pushed back his nieco, and lowered “I narrowly escaped being caught in a trap." bis gaze on the young Englishman.
** Santa Maria!" rcplied che astounded gold-seeker, who Harris met the look.
saw all his bright visions overthrown, is what is to be "What are you about to do with this young woman?”' || done?" said Don Rafaele, in a tone of suppressed rage.
" Let us eximine the force of our enemies," said farris. * To make her my wife in the first town we come to," The Mexican tied his horse and the mules to a tree, and, replied Lieutenant Harris, firmly.
cocking a pistol, followed Harris down the bank. * Young man," 'cried Don Rafaele, anxiously, “this It was sloping, and thick with bushes, but bý patience and little girl, whom I have not seen for years—whom I had || courage few things fail to be overcome, and the two men
were soon only, separated from the schooner by a thick
" Will find a husband easy enough.' -997='94.17 10 j289 sereen of foliage.
Harris bit his lip, for ho saw that the Mexican gave all A lantern laid on the deck displayed every feature of the up for lost, and had in consequence become thus morose,
But the young sailor was not a person whose character. Half-a-dozen Mexican soldiers sat upon the deck smok- | allowed him thus easily to despair; and having waited in ing, their guns, swords, and pistols at hand; while the vain until about midnight for some sign of the existence of crew of the schooner, their hands tied, and each man bound | Maria, he bowed his head and slept. to his next neighbour, were crouched forward. . They had It was dawn when he awoke. The birds were singing evidently been surprised by cunning and overwhelming | merrily upon the trees ; the sun was spreading its effulgence force, for not one was missing, while there was no siga over the bright blue sky; the air was rich and balmy, and even of wounds.
all nature seemed smiling and happy. .“A leap on the deck, pistol in hand, would send every The sailors, Lieut. Bruce Harris included, wero careone of those rascals overboard,” whispered Harris.
less and quiet in their mien. Their adventurous life had "Let us leap.” replied Zacara, coolly,
used them to ups and downs, and, all young men, they had “Leap together," advised Harris. “If they run, don't the sanguine hope of youth to cheer them. fire, but cut away at the bonds of our men. If they resist, But the Mexican was ghastly pale. Ile knew the bloody shoot one man, and disable the two remaining with your orders issued by that most ruthless and savage tyrant Santa cutlass,"
Anna, who only wanted to be a Nero, to possess equal and "It is well,” said Don Rafaele.
unlimited power. Every Texan prisoner was condemned to “Mind, fall in the very midst of the scoundrels, and death before capture, but they often, if American or English, kick the lantern to old Nick,” whispered the sailor, “if I had this sentence altered to perpetual hard labour in the miss. Are you ready?"
mines. But a Mexican, especially a Federalist, caught in "Ready,” replied Don Rafacle.
company with Texans, was never pardoned. At that instant both were caught violently behind, and a Don Rafaele Zacara had no prospect save a priest, a fearful struggle commenced. Harris fired a pistol, at which
and a bloody grave. sound his whole crew started to their feet. but numbers Harris, who well knew the correctness of his fears, had were against them. There were six armed men on deck, || nothing to say, for, in such cases, consolation is of little and as many on shore.
ayail. If you cannot insinuate hope, it is useless to say In ten minutes Lieut. IIarris and Don Rafaele were car- || anything. Though the young sailor was not devoid of reliried to the deck by their captors, who had been lying con- | gious instinct, he was not free from that error of judgment cealed on shore, in the hope of thus completing their victory. which often makes young men in such circumstances hesi"Poor Maria," thought Harris.
tate to offer such consolation. "My treasure!" groaned the Mexican.
The Mexicans breakfasted coolly upon the provisions of But neither heard tale nor tidings of the object of their the Texan rebels, giving them a small portion, which the thought, save that Don Rafaele heard, a few minutes after sailors received with sullenness, furious at the position of their capture, the trotting of the horse and mules in the superiority in which were placed men whom they had been direction of Guazacoalco.
in the habit of so cordially despising.
This duty accomplished, the soldiers drew the schooner
forth from its temporary dock, and six mon entering the The prisoners remained the whole night on the deck of|| boat, began to tow it down the river. the schooner, huddled together near the bows, Harris con- The others walked the deck, while one mounted guard trived to learn from Perry the cause of this unlooked-for over the prisoners, his gun ready for action at the slightest disaster.
movement of the Anglo-Saxon crew. It appeared that their entrance into the river at night The current was with them, and before an hour after had been seen from the fort of Guazacoalco, and that a boat, mid-day the schooner was anchored under the fort of with twelve armed men and an officer, had been despatched Guazacoalco. in chase.
The officer in command then ordered Llarris and Don About sundown on the first day, Perry was on deck alone. Rafaele to riso and enter the boat. To facilitate their It was his watch, the rest were sleeping.
movements, they were freed from their bonds, but six “I was smoking,” he continued, “and reckoning how armed men surrounded them, with orders to shoot without long we might be fixed in these diggins, which are consider- mercy either of them, at the first sign of an attempt to able slow to a man of a spry and actyre natur, and hadn't escape. come to any reasonable guessing on the pint, when I felt my Harris and Zacara made no resistance, but took their arms caught on each side. I looks up, expecting the seats in the clumsy Mexican pinnace as commanded; the boys, were larking. “None of your darned fun,' says I. former not without a smile, as he thought of his second Silence,' says a sanguinary Ingin copper-coloured rascal, introduction to the polite governor of the fort. in a blanket and sou'wester, I put my tongue on furlough, Zacara's countenance was sinister and pale. He knew for I reckoned I could see a mighty tall blunderbuss at my what was prepared for him under the walls of that old fort. ear; and this is the whole resolution of the thing."
A fow minutes brought them to the shore, and, quitting "What will thoy do with us?"' asked Harris of the Mexican. the boat, the Mexican followed the path which led towards
I shall be shot; you will be sent to the mines,” re- the buildings at the top of the hill. The prisoners walkod plied Zacava, coldly.
side by side. Neither spoke. Ilarris was thinking of his Caramba! my friend, but that's unpleasant. And lovely dream, from which he had been so rudely and fatally
awoke. The Mexican was thinking of death.
Suddenly Lientenant Harris touched the Mexican imper- “Who comes ?"' suddenly hailed the sentinel. ceptibly, and whispered something in his ear.
Harris raised his head. Don Rafacle Zacara raised his eyes, and a gleam of $a- The distance from the shore was about a hundred and vage despair crossed his face as he saw his horse and the fifty yards. About twenty from the schooner was a cance, three mules grazing before the entrance of the fort. pulled by one man, and containing two women. ** Life and hope, all gone," said Don Rafaele.
These were Maria del Gondé and her Negro attendant. Further observation was impossible, for the two men were The pinnace was preparing to leave the shore. now ushered into the presence of the governor.
Harris saw at a glance the above, and gazed rapturously "Ah! ah!" cried the dark and pursy little soldier, ad- at the approaching boat. dressing Harris, “here is my English officer. Caramba! “ Who comes ?"' repeated the sentry a second time. did you take me for a nigger, Signor Texano ?"*
"Passengers for Vera Cruz, by order of the governor," "I took you, Signor, for a very worthy and valiant solo | replied the Negro. dier," replied the sailor, with a bow and a smile.
The sentry resumed his walk, and, when the canog “Bat what made you deceive me, Signor Pirate?" touched the side, moved to assist the women in mounting. " A desire to see the interior of your country."
Harris noticed that neither Maria nor the Negress looked "Signor Inglese, I am sorry to inform you that your de- || upon him with the slightest sign of recognition ; and he, sire for travelling will probably lead you far. You are found calculating the value of this mutual position, imitated their on board a Texan freebooter. What is your capacity ?! caution.
"I am captain of the Santa Anna, revenue cutter of the When Maria stood upon the deck, she turned to the NeRepublic of Texas.”
gress, and bade her put her packet down in the hold. The governor and his satellites stared at the young man Harris quivered with excitement, for, in the Negress's who so audaciously denounced himself, and were silent for hand, hid by her sleeve, he saw an open knife. some minutes.
He turned to the shore, and saw that the boat was still “And you, traitor to your country," exclaimed the gover- a hundred yards and more distant. nor, addressing the Mexican, " who and what are you?" Maria stood behind him. His face was to the sentry.
“Don Rafaele Zacara, the Gambusino," replied the pri- He stood waiting. soner, who, before his judge, was as haughty as previously Suddenly he felt the cord which bound him loosen, and he had been desponding.
then the handle of a knifo was placed in his hand. “ Santa Maria !" thundered the governor, rubbing his “ All hands on deck!" thundered the young sailor, dartbands, “this is a great capturo. A thousand dollars re- ing like a tiger on the sentry, and wresting his gun from him. ward. Signor Rafaele, you must to Vera Cruz. Mendigo," 'The sentinel gave a yell: the five soldiers sprang to their addressing the officer who had effected the capture, “the feet. At the same instant the crew of the “Santa Anda” wind is fair, the weather fine. It will be best to start at sprang on deck, and rushing unarmed at the panic-strieken once. In half an hour, be ready. I will write my report." || Mexicans, pushed them headlong into the river. The whole " And the prisoners ?”
six were next minute swimming furiously for the shore. "Send them on board. Mendigo, you will get promo- “All hands up anchor," said Lieut. Bruce Harris, tion, and 250 dollars, for this lucky hit."
rushing to the swivel gun. And the governor entered his private room with an ill- The men obeyed; Perry and Don Rafaele handing up, at looking monk, who could just manage to scrawl a letter. the same time, muskets from the cabin. While the sailors
Harris and Don Rafaele were at once sent back on board. heaved at the little chain cable, Harris, the Mexican, where their arms were again pinioned. The officer in com Maria, the Negress, and the mate, presented their muskets mand then ordered the prisoners below, giving permission at the approaching boat. to only one man to be on deck at a time.
The pinnace turned round and pulled for the shore. The man who took the first turn was Lieutenant Bruce “The money bags are at yonder point, uncle," now er. Harris.
claimed Maria, pointing to a spot about a mile above.
Harris heard these words, and acted accordingly. The The young sailor walked the deck, his arms loosely tied instant the schooner was free from her anchor, he had the behind his back, so as not to interfere with his freedom of sails hauled taut and trimmed, and the Santa Anna headed walking, though he was utterly incapable of using them.
up stream. He was thus compelled to promenade his own deck in the • What shall we say to the men?" whispered Don Rafaele historical attitude attributed on most occasions to the Em- to Lieutenant Harris. peror Napoleon Bonaparte.
“What is the value of the gold?'' His thoughts were bitter, indeed. Io was going to, per- "A million of dollars,'' replied the Mexican. haps, perpetual slavery, though he had some hope of com- “Give them a hundred thousand," replied Lieutenant municating at Vera Cruz with the British consul. ButHarris. "Be generous, and show confidence, and you will even if liberty were to be hoped for, he was bound in serf- be safe. Doubt them, and you may lose all." dom of another kind. He now felt all the force and “I leave it in your hands," said the Mexioan, with a sigh. tyranny of that passion of three days which filled his heart, "Boys,” cried Lieutenant Harris, addressing his crew, his thoughts, to the exclusion of all else.
"aft here. What we came here for you sonrcely knew. His reverie was little interfered with. Five of the Mexi- || Well, it was in search of the red cents. We have found cans were lying in the sun sleeping. The sentry walked them. You have been brave lads, and our Mexican friend up and down before the entrance to the hold, keeping here gives you 100,000 dollars as your share of the plander. Harris always at a respectful distance.
Now, do your duty. The gold lies on yonder point. Be The young sailor looked at him without seeing him. ready for a fight."
A cheer of wild delight rose from the crew, who, after || stood to their arms. Perry had the swivel under his shaking hands with democratic roughness with the Mexican, | charge. The rest had muskets, pistols, and outlassos.' returned to their duty,
At the level of the fort were three boats, full of soldiers, The skilful steering of the young sailor was bearing them || lying across the stream. headlong on the point, against a precipitous bank, which “ Iloist the Texan flapper,” cried Harris. “Go below, rose from deep water, Just as the schooner seemed on the || Maria; and you,” addressing the weeping girl and the Ne.. point of striking, Harris brought her up in the wind, and gress; "now, boys, lie down.” she lay sideways to the shore.
Hlis orders were rapidly obeyed, and the Mexicans soon Don Rafaele leaped on land. At his feet lay the three saw the Santa Anna close upon them, her colours flying, heavy bags, covered by loose grass.
and one man only on deck, Perry joined him, and, beaving up the sacks, they were Ilarris steered for the weather shore, the opposite to tbrown upon deck. The heavy sound of their leaden that where lay the fort, right upon the largest boat. The Height seemed perfeet music to all, save Maria and Harris, others lay to leeward. who had seized this instant to snatch a hasty but warm and The Mexicans seemed irresolute. The larger boat edged unseen embrace.
off a little to leeward, but too late ; for Harris gavo the "Look alive!” exclaimed the young sailor, when he word, and both swivel and small-arms were fired in a mursaw that the task was complete.
derous volley on the pinnace. "I am ready," said the Mexican, who still stood on the A loud yell followed, and then all turned and fled. bank. But he could not forbear turning towards the forest, In half-an-hour after, the Santa Anna was heading direct and crying aloud,“ Adieu, accursed and in hospitable for New Orleans, shore."
Don Rafaelo was buried at sea. Harris explained the At this instant a scattered volley from the shelter of the relationship of Maria to the crew, and none ever marroured trees sent him tumbling headlong to the deck.
at her taking the treasure, for not one forgot what they "Perry, to the gun !" thundered Lieut. Harris.“ Tom lowed to the bold and devoted girl. and Bill, heare her off. Ready! Haul round the halyards !" Four months after, tho New York journals announced
The two sailors, using a spare yard of sınall dimensions, the marriage of Lieutenant Bruce Ilarris, lato Texan navy, pashed vigorously. The Santa Anna fell out into the to Maria, the wealthy heiress of the late Dun Rafacle streim, and in five minutes was sailing, with the wind ou Zacara, of Guazacoalco. her quarter, at a rattling pace down the river.
Harris is now in England, and his constant saying is, The Mexican was dead.
“I went to Guazacoalco in search of one treasure I The body was covered by a sailcloth, and the men then I found two."
LINES ON A COUNTRY RESIDENCE,
آر کی ۔
A glorious amphitheatre !
A home among the hills,
With inspiration thrills ;-
Whose scent the zephyr fills,
Left on the mountain's breast,
Sprung into light and rest.
If not, then where it first hath been, ore!. ; To mortal eye no trace is seen,
Nor why so ronndly drest,
As earth contained no strife
Alone were blest with life.
Of which it is so rife;
The lamb upon the lea,
While perch'd on yonder tree;
In boisterous liberty !
I am not where the eagle builds
His eyrie in the sky,
The vapours sailing by ;
And ope Reflection's eye;
That rears its branches broad,
Before their new abode-
Fair as when first from God;
In cultured beauty lies
Like modern paradise.
And generous warmth supplies ;
Rich mounds of em'rald green,
Give grandeur to the scene
Is like enchantment seen;
EXPEDITION TO DISCOVER THE SOURCES OF THE WHITE NILE, IN THE
YEARS 1840, 1841.* There is a pleasure in all kinds of explorations, this task to the geographers, who may amuse themwhich they enjoy most who possess the greatest amount selves and others, if they can, with describing the toilof imagination. For more than two thousand years, some process by which the science of the earth has mankind have perplexed themselves respecting the crept up the Nilotic valley. They will find an abunmysterious fountains of the Nile; and, indeed, even so dance of materials for new maps in Werne, who, in far back as the time of Homer, the subject would seem his vague and rambling way, really sets down many to have begun to exercise a sort of fascination over things which may easily be made to assume a scientific the adventurous, who solved to themselves the pro- | form and character. Our preferences run in a more blem of its origin by saying that it descended from popular direction. Having beheld the wonders of the heaven. The idea they meant to convey by this phrase Lower Nile, the pyramids and obelisks, the temples is true. The real sources of the Nile are in the clouds, and catacombs, the pillars, sculptures, and paintings which, embracing the peaks and pinnacles of the lunar which decorate that most attractive of all valleys, we mountains, sheathe them in prolific moisture, and thus experience a powerful curiosity to behold the mother give rise to the great river of Egypt.
races from whom the old quarry-men, builders, and Strange to say, however, the method which nature embalmers of Egypt derived their origin. Volney had adopts in carrying on this process has never yet been a theory that civilization itself descended the Nile from observed by civilised men. Bruce visited the head the interior of Africa. On this subject we dissent of the blue Nile, and walked round and round its from him, though we believe that the races which, in cradle in the Abyssinian Alps ; but the white stream, their descent, became civilised, did actually issue from the larger and more important reservoir of the Nilotic the region to which his system points. How they imawaters, remains to this hour in great part unexplored. gined and executed those social improvements, which
That this should have continued to be so in an age we denominate civilization, it is not now our business like the present, so distinguished for geographical en- to inquire. It is enough for us to collect all the facts terprise, and for abundant means of conducting it, must which present themselves, calculated to throw a light be matter of extreme surprise, especially when we con- on the ethnological parentage of the Egyptians; though sider the character of the tribes and nations inhabit. we can no more explain how they came to originate ing its banks, no way formidable either for numbers their peculiar philosophy, manners, and religion, than or ferocity.
we can tell how individual mental qualities are geneBut there is no accounting for the courses adopted rated, fostered, or transmitted. Hitherto, the means by travellers, or for the charms attending their endea- of taking a comprehensive view of the question are
Numbers of men have fixed upon the Bar-el- | not in our power. None of the nations now found in abiad, as the means by which they were to attain cele- | the Nilotic valley has, with the exception of the Arabs, brity; and some have even gone so far as to ascend its been much studied. We see them, observe their phộ banks to a certain distance, and coquette with the sical configuration, obvious habits, and costume, and mysteries which Inrk upon its reedy and swampy || fancy we comprehend their character. But the fact shores. Yet, though some progress has been made, || is far otherwise. We pause upon
threshold darkness still hangs over the point of contact between of their national idiosyncracies, partly from wanting a heaven and earth, so that one knows neither how nor familiar knowledge of their language, but chiefly from where Zeus pours his riches into the lap of the great our boundless indolence, which induces us to prefer mother. This was what Mr. Werne hoped to dis- such conclusions as can be easily arrived at, to those cover, under the auspices of Mobamed Ali, whose the mastering of which requires diligent study and vanity and avarice combined prompted him to send application. an expedition up the white stream; but either he had In most knots of men brought together by chance, not the proper persons to send, or selected the wrong you find individuals tolerably well adapted to each ones. There was not a single competent person of the other, while the majority, perhaps, may be indifferent party. Selim Capitan was timid and unenterprising ; || or even unsociable. It was otherwise with the genSuliman Kashef thought more of his floating harem than tlemen raked together to conduct Mohamed Ali's exof the sources of the White River; and the Frenchmenpedition. The chief principle which prevailed among who had been despatched to make scientitic observa. them was that of repulsion. Between Turks and Eurotions were far more eager to enrich themselves and peans there is never much sociality, the former being economise their exertions
, than to immortalise their filled with the pride of ignorance, the latter with the names, by becoming the rivals of Bruce. Even the pride of science; and there being, besides, so many German Werne, who, of all those employed in the points of dissimilarity in their characters, they may be expedition, would appear to have had most of the spirit | regarded, usually speaking, as the antipodes of each of a traveller in him, was yet but ill qualified to profit other. No surprise can consequently be felt at the by the extraordinary advantages which fortune had | absence of everything like cordial friendship between thrown in his way.
the Frank adventurers and the Osmanli officers; but We appreciate, as highly as most men, all important it must appear, at first sight at least, rather odd that additions that may be made to our knowledge of the the French, Germans, and Italians, accidentally con world we live in ; but nothing can be much drier than veyed into a distant part of the world together, should a methodical analysis of them. We leave, accordingly, I have permitted their petty personal jealousies, and stil
By Ferdinand Werne, from the German, by Chirles William O'Reilly. In 2 vols. London: Bentley, 1849.