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sullied its brightness, though, occasionally, a small, thin But Genevieve, daughter of a great robber of the line of vapour seemed wafted to the westward. high scas, a terrible and reckless man, had had for mo

In front lay the ocean, illimitable—a wide plain of ther one who, forced to wed the pirate, had gained waters, without end or horizon save where the sea itself sufficient influence over him to make him spare his seemed to raise itself up in a greenish bank to meet the child even knowledge of the shame and disgrace of his blue ether, and where the rays of the rising sun appeared || calling. Alice was a good and pure woman. Against to expire in a faint flood of brightness, very different her wish she became the wife of the man who was the from the rich glow of the quarter of the heavens where father of Genevieve; but his wife had proved a good the luminary was ascending.

aud faithful partner, and the pirate loved her. The tops of the waves, catching the sun's rays, Geneviere was born. The mother at once removed sparkled with myriad tears, more pellucid, more clearthan to a delicious cabin built in the woods, apart from the those shed in joy by maiden while softly breathing to habitations of the crew of the corsair, and never again her first, “I love ; ” and a dim mist, which appeared to mixed with them. Her husband was captain, and feared exist in the air, though without reality, seemed chased by all his men, so strong, daring, vigorous, and unaway by the effulgence of the light.

daunted was he; and he forbade all intrusion on his All this could be seen from the shores of a small plantation, divided from the rest of the island on one island that lay between the greater one of Cuba and side by a creek, on another by a steep and densely. the mainland of America.

wooded hill, and on the rest by the sea. Small, well-wooded, lofty, and of an oval shape, this Here she educated her daughter. Provided with solitary spot of earth seemed wholly unserviceable to man. books, a spinet, and some music of the times, she gave A low, sandy strand, of about two hundred yards in her a more sound education than she had received her. length, existed, it is true, on the side towards the wide self. Daughter of a man of rank and fortune, borne ocean, but on every other it presented precipitous rocks, | away by the daring freebooter in days when the police of perfectly inaccessible. Even the exception appeared of the seas was different from what it is now, she so taught very little avail to any attempting to land, for the her child, that she was fit to adorn any station, high or beach, after running in about thirty or forty yards, ended low. She could play music and make a dress, sho at the foot of cliffs a hundred feet high, and perfectly could discourse learnedly on history, and yet attend to sheer down, crowned at the summit with the cocoa-nut household duties, and while imbued with deep religious and all tropical trees, forming a rich mass of verdure. feelings, she yet loved, respected, adored her father

, In the centre of the little bight the water ran close up | who, in his turn, doted on her. Her mother had left to these lofty rocks, which, even to the eye, seemed to her in utter ignorance of her father's position. She part and receive it in its bosom; but this was not believed him a petty monarch, with somewhat unruly matter of certainty on a cursory examination. subjects, carrying on war with surrounding island kings

, At the northern end of the cove, the land jutted ont and thus recruiting subjects and obtaining booty. towards the sea in a kind of promontory, at the end of Her intelligence had purposely been left in the dark which the sea broke usually with great violence, while on this point, and her knowledge of history only more a rippling in the water, with its discoloured state, | completely deceived her. She could see little difference showed that for a long distance the rocks projected between her father and the chiefs of other nations she read below the water. This shoal, marked “very dangerous” of, always occupied in attacking, and slaughtering, and on all charts, was one reason why the island was almost pillaging their neighbours; save that her father never wholly unvisited, and, as it seemed as it were formed to look from his own people, which was certainly a great adprotect the spot, the sailors, with their rough imagery, | vantage over the system of other heads of tribes. called it the Devil's Isle.

What took place ont at sea, she knew nothing of ; But, at the hour of which we speak, it was not neither what passed in the port nor in the town, to wholly uninhabited, for on the summit of the cliff, | neither of which did she ever go. reclining beneath the shade both of tree and huge palm She nerer held any communication with the pirates, umbrella, was a young girl. She was lying in a grass ham- and her servants were prohibited from giving ber any mock, her form resting within it, with one of her feet information under penalty of death. dangling on the ground; and, imparting occasionally a The old pirate, on the death of his wife, had had two swinging motion to the bed, she seemed taking a siesta, | hours' solemn interview with her, during which he grave but was, in reality, only lying there to gaze with an pledges which he desired to keep. What they were, undefined feeling on the mighty maze of waters. none knew, and least of all his daughter.

She nineteen-in those climes not perfect youth, One, however, was never to let her see enough of but perfect womanhood. She was of graceful form, his people to suspect the nature of his occupation. though with some embonpoint-and with face so gentle, Simon Morris loved his child with doting fondness

. so soft, so innocent, one might have thought her some A wild, romantic, roving character, a love for one far sleeping angel, who had paused an instant to sojourn above him in station had made him quit the trade of

Fair, and of unmixed blood, she was an sea-captain for that of freebooter. Hitherto success European; but she wore the costume rather of the had crowned his efforts. south than the north, to which she appeared to belong. Twenty years he had dwelt on that island undisturbed.

Genevieve had never seen other world than that Many reasons rendered this easy. The spot offered no island, that she could recollect-knew of no other exis- | landing place, seemed wholly deserted, and was out of tence, dreamt scarce of any, taking what she read in the tracks of the ships which navigated that sea. In books as almost romance—and had never seen any other the next place, during his whole career, Morris nerer men than those who dwelt in that lone spot. returned to his lair but at night; and none suspected And these men were pirates,

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His schooner was well known.

Its black pennant

She gazed at it curiously. She could see on its carried terror wherever it was seen to wave; but skill, decks two boats, and huge barrels, now blazing; but courage, and audacity always befriended him, and be what was her surprise and astonishment when she benever had been within danger of being captured. He held a man descending from the maintop, by the rigging, attacked vessels on the high seas, landed at night near where he had been hitherto ensconced, and about, she towns, seizing and taking away all he could, but never thought, to venture on the deck of the burning wreck! putting man to death in cold blood.

He, however, only paused an instant as he came to Resistance he seldom met with, for he prudently the flames, and then plunged headlong into the sea. shunned the encounter of such Spanish, French, and He sank out of sight, and then, rising, swam steadily English war vessels as were sent in chase of him, con- towards the shore. tenting himself with merchant ships, which, if less Genevieve held her breath with anxiety and alarm. glorious, were also more profitable.

Her eyes remained fixed anxiously on the swimmer, who And so he lived; and so he expected to die. soon began to give signs of weariness and fatigue.

His arms moved slowly, his head seemed bowed down,

as if falling upon his chest, and there was a probability Genevieve was suddenly ronsed from her reverie by | of his not reaching the shore in safety. an unexpected event.

The young girl hesitated not, but leaving her palmBoom!

| leaf umbrella, turned back into the woods towards a A cannon sounded close to the island, which had slight hill at the back, entered an artificial grotto, passed never happened before; and the young girl sat upright through it, and began to descend a rudely-cut stair, in her hammock, her ears anxiously listening.

that soon brought her to a vast natural cave, which A second, a third, a fourth!

led by an even slope to the pebbly strand. “What can this be? said she, casting her eyes As Genevieve reached the beach she found the swimalong the heavens, and noticing, for the first time, the mer scated on the ground, as if utterly exhausted, and streak of vapour, now somewhat dark, which flew along seeking to regain his breath. the sky towards the east.

He wore a blue shirt, white trousers, but no shoes Genevieve became uneasy. She feared, she knew or stockings. not what. An undefined terror took possession of that He was young. His face was pale and thin, but of child of nature, who knew too little of real life to ima- striking mien, almost handsome, while short-cut black gine what danger there might be in these cannon at hair, dark eyes, and a well-shaped mouth, formed an daybreak-she who had never lıcard them but at night, ensemble which made poor Genevieve look at him with the signal for her father's return.

an interest she could not understand-she, who had "Can it be he?” thought she; "and yet he never scarce ever seen other man than her father, other wonen comes at dawn, and never fires, but when close in shore.” || than her mother, two Spanish servants (ladies taken Boom! boom!

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slaves. Two more shots, making in all six; and then a The young man gazed at Genevieve with a look of minute more, and there were eight.

stupilied surprise which made her smile. He was as Genevieve clasped her bands. The vapour was get-strangely surprised as Shakspeare's Ferdinand at the ting thick and black, and seemned driven across the rocks | sight of Miranda. at the end of the island, from no great distance.

Am I awake," he cried in English, is this Suddenly it grew dense, and the young girl saw but the continuation of my dream?” sparks mingled with the lazy smoke, which began to “ Are you hurt?" said Genevieve, approaching close drive more quickly as the wind gently rose.

to hiin. I thought your fall from the vessel would It was a ship on fire; and next moment its hull came

have killed you.” into view, about a quarter of a mile beyond the end of “ You saw me, then, maiden ?" asked the young man, the shoal, driven by the current, which turried round rising with some difficulty. the promontory and then poured into the bight. It was I have watched you for half-an-hour." a large brig. Her lower masts only were in existence, “Good heavens, what delight! Methought, maiden, with the standing rigging. Her sails, flying gear, and I was cast on some barren and deserted rock to perish; upper masts, were gone. She moved sideways with and I find myself in a place where, if the inhabitants the current-no hand at the rudder. The flames were be all like what I have seen, I could gladly spend my rising from the forecastle, and wrapped in fire and days.” smoke the whole of the deck, bursting out at the port- " You are on my father's territory, sir,” replied Geholes, and menacing soon to make of the once fine ves nevieve, blushing she scarcely knew why, “and he will sel a mass of blazing ruin. It was the leat which had be glad to receive you. But you are but ill here; ascend set the cannon off.

with me to the summit of the clili." Genevieve looked with wonder at the abandoned The young man made no reply to her speech, but ship, expecting every moment to see it blown to pieces, taking her offered arm, for he was very feeble, moved for she knew that it must contain gunpowder. There towards the cave, which he entered, but could go no she stood, gazing with curious eyes on this remnant of || farther then. the outer world, which first showed her that there "I am faint with hunger and watching," said he. were really beings in existence besides those on the * Young lady, abandon me here. I can at least lic island, and vessels besides that of her father. She down. sat thns nearly an hour, by which time the burning And he sank on the soft sand at the mouth of the vessel was almost at her feet, driven in by the tide and grotto. the indraught.

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alone, in about half-an-hour, with a basket containing “It was the bloody, the horrid, the daring, and auda. bread, wine, meat, and a bag containing a frock, and acious pirate, whom Government could never cateb, and complete costume, even to shoes. She knew not why, who was condemned twenty times over to an iguoininibut she felt unwilling to let her slaves join in assisting ous death-Simon Morris.” the young swimmer she had thus aided to save.

The eyes of Genevieve were completely opened, but “Change your clothes,” said she; “ get rid of these || she never said a word. She took advantage of the wet things, and I will return to give you breakfast.” deep shade of the grotto to hide her emotion.

She vanished, to be soon, however, recalled by the “ The captain determined to abandon bis vessel, and young man, who, in the elegant costume of a gentle-escape; but I would not, hoping to obtain my freedoni man of the day, which the young girl had instinctively after seeing and conversing with the pirate. Iu the hurry selected from her father's vast wardrobe, looked so and confusion of descending into the boats I was for. handsome and striking, that Geuevieve's heart beat in gotten. The boats made for the shore; the brigantine a way it had never beat before.

made after them. I stood alone on the deck, when “Ilow shall I thank my fair and charming preserver?" || suddenly smoke and flames showed me that the ship was said the young man.

on fire. I flew to the rigging, cut away the topinasts, “Eat first, and talk afterwards," said the freebooter's not to be buried in a pall of blazing spars, and then child, sitting down beside him, and helping him to meat took refuge in the maintop. The progress of the tire and drink.

was very slow. It smouldered a long time in the foreThey breakfasted almost in silence, as far as the castle, and the closely-battened hold, and only burst out young man was concerned; but Genevieve talked with with real fury this morning. My position was awful; all the delight of one who never before had met any one I had no hope. I sat moodily upon the maintop, gaz. whom it gave her such pleasure to speak to.

ing stupidly at the fire beneath, and calculating with The young man, who was about four-and-twenty, coldness the hours I had to live. Fever seemed at listened with charmed ears—too faint to reply, too lappy | last to take possession of me. I became excited, even to gaze upon her lovely face to care to do so. pleased, at my position. I contemplated with pride this

He was surprised, puzzled, astonished; he knew not ship on fire which I alone possessed. I heard the what to think of many things he heard.

crackling wood; I saw the smoke; I knew that I must And you,” said she at last, “how came you here?” dic—and yet I cared no more. Hunger, fatigue, de“My story is soon told,” replied he, completely re-spair, numbed my faculties; and but for the dawn I stored by food and a bottle of generous wine. “I am should soon have fallen headlong into the flames. I a younger son. I have no father, no mother. At the then saw this island, and a ray of hope came to my heart. death of the former, a plantation in our West Indies You know the rest. I landed, thanking God, but still became my portion. I determined to go to it and turn in despair. I saw you, and I learned once more to planter. I started in yonder ship, taking with me in hope, for I saw that there was something here to live goods all my other earthly wealth. I bated England. I for.” And as the young man ceased, he fixed his eyes was of the party of Oliver Cromwell; and to me the with grateful respect upon the young girl. restoration of Charles II. was moral death.”

Aud I have learned that there is nought for me but “I never heard of Oliver Cromwell, or Charles II.,” to die. For the first time in twenty years I learn said Genevieve quietly.

what a pirate is, and that my father is one of the out“But you are English ?”' exclaimed the deeply sur-lawed race,” exclaimed Genevieve, with sudden and prised young man.

deep emotion. “I am ; but I was born here."

“ You ?” said the young man, gazing at her, half “You astound me,” continued the young man; “but alarmed, half curiously. I will go on with my story. We reached the neigh- "I am the daughter of Simon Morris,” replied the bourhood of Jamaica, when a series of storms drove us young girl, rising into the gulf. Though well armed, we were uneasy, The young man rose too, and exaniined her with for we were on the coast of Cuba, very much infested astonishment. He could not speak. with pirates.

“I have tried to save your life, young man,” said • What are pirates?” asked Genevieve, curiously. Ge ieve, sadly; “ make me not regret my act by de

“Men who go about in ships, attacking merchant- nouncing my father.” mer, killing and slaying the passengers, and robbing Madame," replied the sailor, solemnly, “I would them of their property.”

never, under any circumstances, have denounced Simon Genevieve made no reply, but looked out on the sea, Morris ; now, I would save him, were he in danger. If musing

I leave this island, rely on it I shall never forget who “ Yesterday we at last found our reckoning, and were saved me, nor that she was the daughter of Simon about again to make back for Jamaica, when a ship Morris" hove in sight. We put on all sail, and sheered off. “The bloody, the horrid, the daring, the audacious But in vain. The swift-heeled brigantine gained on pirate," repeated Genevieve, gravely. us every minute. She sailed eight knots to our six, and

“ So men say.

But it cannot be. The father of nothing was left for us but a tight. In our hurry, we so fair, so pure a being—" had steered wrongly, and had run close under the Cuban “ Is to me all that is good and noble. He follows, shore. When we found our mistake, our enemy was it is true, a bad and dangerous calling, for now I fully upon us. The captain was about to defend himself, || understand all; but he is not bloody-bold, daring

, but when he saw the brigantine's flag he changed his I know he must be—but again I say he is not mind.”

bloody.' “Why?" asked Genevieve.

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me that he is thy father. And thy mother ?” he con- || spero and the enchanted isle. The young girl, after tinued, with profound emotion.

leaving the grotto, turned into a path that led upwards “Is gone; she died three years since.”

along the summit of the cavern, and which soon brought “And she was—"

them to a small pavilion, wholly sheltered beneath trees, “ Called Alice; this is all I know.”

and composed of three rooms. There was a bed-room, · My cousin, daughter of my mother's sister!” cried a music-room and sitting-room, and a dining-room. In the young man, wildly embracing her; “ have I found front was a terrace, which was gained by a flight of at last your fate, your retreat?”

steps. Genevieve stood back, utterly incapable of under- Genevieve led her cousin over the whole. standing his words, and almost alarmed, but blushing “None ever come here but when invited by me," at his rapturous embrace.

said she. “You are, then, wholly free and safe. Mariana “I have not told you all. When Alice disappeared will wait on you when I cannot come.” I was four years old, and yet I remember her. She “ It is a charming retreat,” replied Oliver, “and was my pretty aunt, my favourite, my sage playmate. well provided against a siege,” he added, pointing to I never forgot her. All mourned her. We searched a couple of small cannon that guarded the entrance, as for her in vain. Europe and America were ransacked well as to some dozen guns ranged against the wall. for her. My father travelled from that hour until his “ They are all loaded, and for my defence, in case of death; and I, his youngest son, determined to search | attack. No one has ever come here, it is true; but my again for my mother's sister. I had little hope of find- father feared some day they might." ing her, but I was adventurous and ardent. I started And you would use them?" for the West Indies. Providence has come to my as. * Why not? sistance; I have found her child.”

Oliver smiled, while Genevieve struck a huge gong, “Can this be true ?” cried Genevieve, clasping her which soon brought Mariana to her. The astonishhands.

ment of this person, a fine Spanish woman of five-and“I will prove all, explain all, in good time. My forty, was beyond all description ; but a few words from wooden box which I cast into the sea along with my- her mistress were enough. She was a woman of eduself

, and which lies on the shore, contains evidence of|cation, and a lady, had been a prisoner fifteen years, all."

and knew far more than the pirate's daughter. "My father will welcome you."

Everything was thus settled, and by evening the “I know not. For this reason, cannot you conceal cousins knew every phase of each other's existence. me until we can judge of his feelings? I wish now not When they parted, Oliver Mildmay sat down to plan to slay the ravisher of my mother, but to withdraw him excuses to himself for no longer hating the pirate; from a life which can only end on the tree of infamy.” | while Genevieve returned to her home a changed being.

"You shall lie hidden in my mountain bower, my A thousand emotions, ideas, desires, feelings, were cousiu, for I see my mother's smile on your face; and awakened within her. Her silent and still life had no I will begin the task of weaning my father from this longer any charm ; she had tasted of the fruit of knowlife myself."

ledge, and she was unhappy-for she was discontented, “Sit down,” said the young man, gently, “and let restless, and knew her father's sin. is talk. Your name?”

"A lovely name.”

SIMON MORRIS. “And yours ?”

About two in the morning, a low report from the “ Oliver Mildmay,” replied the young mau.

offing made Genevieve leave her bed, and hastily throw “Ah !" cried the young girl, passionately "child of on her clothes. This done, she entered the common Marmaduke Mildmay, my mother's sister's husband. room of her father's residence, woke the negresses, and Now I know you are my cousin.”'

with them began to prepare a refreshing meal for Sinon "Your mother spoke of me?"

Morris, who always returned hungry, and glad both to "Often,” said the young girl, holding down her head cat and talk, no matter what the hour. with a blush ; "oh, how often, of her little nephew It was some time, however, before he came-indeed, Nolly,' just enough my senior—'

it was nearly daylight. Genevieve stopped suddenly.

“ Him berry hebby load, me 'spect,” said one of the "To be your husband," added Oliver Mildmay, with || negresses, with a grin. “Him massa gained a big a smile.

battle dis time." “But let us arrange our plans," said the bewilder- Genevieve shuddered.

A new world is opened up to me. My P’raps massa got business down hill," answered calm and joyons existence is gone; but I see now some

the other. thing beyond."

At this moment Simon Morris entered. “First, then, narrate to me your life---all you know lle was a tall, fine man, of fifty, of handsome face, of this place."

with locks of raven black, already sprinkled with grey. Come to my bower, then.”

His eye was sharp and piercing, and his whole mien But your servants--"

was that of one used to implicit obedience, and to “Will not see you, save only Mariana, and her I can strong and violent emotions. There was little decidedly trust."

bad in the expression of his countenance; but it exGenevieve rose and led the way, after Oliver had | hibited a fierceness and a tendency to scowl which drawn his box into a secure place. The young man

showed that all was not perfectly still within. followed, wondering, and thinking all the while of Pro- Genevicre embraced her father, glad to see him, as


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she always was, and forgot for a moment her sad dis ning scorn. I was too poor! And then I vowed hatred covery.

of this society which spurned me. I stole away your “Ah! ah! a famous breakfast,” cried the pirate, | mother, and became far richer than those who had relaying down sword, pistol, and gun, "and I have a fa- || fused me, by warring on them. Yes, I am a pirate, mous appetite to meet it. Sit you down, Jenny, and and I regret it not." help me to empty these platters.”

“ You must and will regret it, father. It is true, I Genevieve smiled, and sat down by her father. can see it, that society has many false and hollow

“As handsome as ever," said he; “go,” he added, things in it; but I am sure it is wroug to make war oil turning to the slaves, "fetch me the box you have it for that. If my mother loved you, you could have without there. It contains some rich dresses for your fled to some retired spotmistress."

“Your mother did love me, but would have stilled “Father,” said Genevieve, sadly, when they were her feelings to please the world she belonged to. She, alone, “I cannot wear them."

too, asked me to hide ourselves in some obscure village, “Why? ” asked Simon Morris, petrified with asto- | To slave! No! I vowed she should be as rich as they nishment.

who rejected me, and she was.” “Because, father dear, they are not mine."

“But what enjoyment did the riches bring her, faThe pirate dropped his knife and fork, and remained ther; and what bring they to you?" silent for some minutes. His surprise, rage, and al

Simon Morris replied not, but sat moodily thinking. most despair, were fearful.

He could not explain to himself whence these ideas And what mean you ? What idle nonsense has came, and they seemed a judgment of Providence on been poured into thy silly cars, girl ?

him. The pirate had not wholly forgotten his father's “None, father,” she said. “I know that you are || pious precepts, kept up despite himself by the influence what is called a pirate, that you are at war with society, of his wife. Despite his boastings, he knew that his and in constant danger of your life.”

career was one of crime, and that his old age, when "Begone!” cried Simon to the returning slaves, once weak and powerless, would be one of despair and in a voice of thunder.

regret. But he had not courage to pause. His life Genevieve signed them to obey.

intoxicated him. He loved its dangers and its excite“And who taught you this? ” said the old man, ments, which served, with good eating and good drinkwith a heavy sigh.

ing, and gambling at night unknown to his daughter, “Never mind, father. I know it. I love you, my to stifle conscience. dear father, as much as ever ; but I, nevertheless, am But his purest, his only real source of happiness, aware of the infamy and shame of our life.”

was gone—the innocent and unsuspecting smile of his Cursed, thrice cursed, be he who told you all child. To her he had been a noble and ideal being, this!"exclaimed the pirate, bitterly. "I was so happy ! an island king, living by hunting and the chase, often At least, to one person I was good and great ; in her | at war with his neighbours, but in this only imitating presence I forgot my existence, my errors, and my past greater monarchs, whose superior position by no means life. But now I must blush before her. Curses made them a whit better.

Cruse no one,” cried Genevieve, solemnly. “How But now she knew him a pirate. could I remain in ignorance ? Long have I been puzzled “So you have learned to despise and hate your fa. and perplexed. My reading, my studies surprised me. ther? ” said Simon Morris, bitterly. I felt there was a world beyond this, very different “I can never either despise or hate my father," from what I knew of; and now, my intelligence fully answered Genevieve, reproachfully. “I shall only rewwake, I see all.”

gret, and hope." “Child, I am a pirate---my hand against every man,

“Hope what?” and every man's hand against me, even that of my “ That you will give up this life, dear father.”

But I regret not my trade. It is as good and “ Tush, girl; to go hang in chains on a yard-arm? honest as many for which men are made belted knights.” Hush, Genevieve,” said he, sternly, “let me hear 20 “Hush, father.”

more of this ;” and, having finished his meal, he went know not what you say. I was born with to bed, for on board ship he rested little. A pirate a great soul, and little means. I was meant for great captain can never trust his men. things—I was able and willing to do them. I saw

Genevieve sighed, and soon after went away to nararound me rich and wealthy men, with mean and little rate to Oliver llildmay her conversation, and its result. souls, who spent their riches in cards, and wine, and Oliver approved highly of her conduct, and raised every vice. And yet these men were respected, and her courage. courted, because they were rich. I was despised, “Be sure, the first impulse of anger and regret crushed, trampled on, because I was poor. I was cdu- over, your father will think. Then he is our own." cated well by my father, a poor curate, but he had no Genevieve shook her head. She knew what her means of completing my education. Church, bar, | father had been for twenty years, and could now app.ephysic, all were closed to the poor. I would not be a ciate all her mother's heroic efforts during that time, soldier, a sailor, and serve those men I hated. I be- and they had been unavailing. came a merchant sailor, and, thanks to my education, became a captain. Then, a poor skipper, I dared to love thy mother. My father had been chaplain in the fa- In the pirate village, at the north-eastern part of mily, and was respected. Forgetting station and rank, || the island, was an inn, or rather tavern, where the and remembering only that she was a woman, and I men were in the habit of resorting to drink on their man, I proposed for her, and was rejected with wither-return from their expeditions. Here they ate, and

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