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The Crusade of the Excelsior

Chapter 7 THE RETURN OF THE EXCELSIOR.

Word Count: 3702    |    Released on: 28/11/2017

urlstone, nevertheless, re

aid coolly; "I am certainly not th

here by Winslow?"

the shore. He no doubt became alarmed at my approach, and has

for a moment, stepped to the door,

le, "may I ask, my dear fellow, whom you expected to meet, and on what ship? There a

swer that question,"

ith an accession of

on. "Nor have I any such desire now. But for the sake of our coming to an understanding as friends, let me answer the question for you. You are here, my dear fellow, as a messenger f

e remain

from the effete tyranny of the Church and its Government. I have been fortunate enough to anticipate the arrival of your vessel, as you were fortunate enough to anticipate the arrival of my messenger. I am doub

that I have no connection with any political party; nor have I an

ith unruffled composure, "and, consequently, we will not argue as to what is the constituted authority of Todos Sa

"at least you will allow me to repai

ight do you some injury, you would feel it your duty to inform those who sent you of the presence of my ship, and thus precipitate a collision between my friends and yours, which would be

re on board your ship, you intend to

of his own free will, another person's place in a boat. But," he continued, assuming an easy argumentative attitude, "let us look at it from your view-point.

the yard-arm, as he deserved,

ds ashore-and even to you, my poor friend, a heretic! More than that, I am told that the Comandante, the Padre, and Alcalde are actually arranging to deport some of the American women by this vessel, which has been hitherto sacred to the emissaries of the Church alone. But you probably know this-it is doubtless part of your errand. I only mention it to convince you that I have certainly no need either to know your secrets, to hang you from the yard-arm if you refused to give them up, or to hold you as hostage for my messenger, who, as I have sho

ns's revelations. "You said that both the Comandante and Alcald

Pepe for the secret carrying off of Dona Barbara Brimmer.' Why, that was six weeks ago, and here we have the Comandante suborning one Marcia, a dragoon, to abduct Mrs. Markham-by Jove,

signs of his fellow-councilors? And if he were not-if he had long before been in complicity with them for the removal of Eleanor, might he not also have duped him, Hurlstone, and sent him on this mi

nothing of the arrival of the relieving party from the Gulf, and its probable effect on the malcontents. Did he know it? or was the news now being brought by this messenger whom he, Hurlstone, had supplanted? If so, when and how had Perkins received the intelligence that brought him to Todos Santos? The young man could scarcely repress a bitter

llow character; but there was no change in the slow, measured tones of the Senor. He listlessly began to turn over the papers on the table. Presently he paused. He had taken up a sheet of paper on which Senor Perkins had ev

nmet-but

sacred ha

las! the tr

not mee

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thou hadst gr

and the s

thee in

acked, thou

carag

monstrous in this hysterical, morbid composition of the man who was even then contemplating bloodshed and crime, that he was disgusted. Like most sentimental egotists, Hurlstone was excee

ling and undisturbed by emotion. As his eye fell on the page of manuscript Hurlstone had just cast down, a slight shadow crossed his beneficent expanse of forehead, and d

or lasting discretion. They have submitted a list to me of those whom they consider dangerous to Mexican liberty, and whom they are desirous of hanging. I regret to say that the list is illogical, and the request inopportune. Our friend Mr. Banks is put down as an ally of the Government

de a gesture

me a friend of the old priest. So be it! I hope

ibed as one of the Council,"

y, "that you will permit a hair of that innocen

gainst Banks, Crosby, and yourself, for diplomatic reasons, apart from the kindly memories of our old associations on this ship. I have therefore been obliged to return to the excellent Martinez his little list, with the remark that I should hold HIM personally responsible if any of you are molested. There is, however, no

revolutions can be accomplished as peacefully as our own changes of administration. But for a few infelicitous accidents, this would have been the case of the late liberation of Quinquinambo. The only risk run is to myself-the leader, and that is as it should be. But all this personal e

et a serious emergency, was not to be thought of! Yet, where could he go? How could he be near enough to assist HER without again openly casting his lot

ecessary," said Perkins, in his most soothing manner. "Sit down. You have an hour yet to make y

you," interrupted Hu

erference of the Mexican coaster, now due, which always touches here through ignorance of the channel leading to the Bay of Todos Santos and the Presidio. I then send the Excelsior, that does know the channel, to Todos Santos, to appea

the Senor, Hurlstone thanked him with a greater show of respect than he had hitherto evince

a composition of a threnodial and dirge-like character," he continued deprecatingly. "Certainly not in the presence of a gentleman as accomplished and educated as yourself, to whom recreation of this kind is undoubtedly familiar. My occupations have been, unfortunately, of a nature not favorable to the indulgence of verse. As a college man yourself, my dear sir, you will probably forgive the lu

ncerning Senor Perkins' extravagant adulation of this unknown poetess. As a part of the staple monotonous humor of the voyage, it had only disg

lady is-

gently. "All that was finite of this gifted woman was lately forwarded by Adams's E

at place?" asked Hurlstone,

he gave that reque

h her when she died?"

'Corkle and I never met-we were personally unknown to each other. You may have observed the epithet 'unmet' in the first line of the first stanza; y

aw the lady you admire?"

recording more fully my theories and aspirations regarding a struggling Central American confederacy, addressed to 'Euphemia.' She rejoined with equal elaboration and detail, referring to a more definite form of tyranny in the relations of marriage, and alluding with some feeling to uncongenial experiences of her own. An instinct of natural delicacy, veiled under the hyperbole of 'want of space,' prevented my editorial friend from encouraging the repetition of this charming interchange of thought and feeling. But I procured the fair stranger's address; we began a correspondence, at once imaginative and sympathetic in expression, if not always poetical in form. I was called to South America by the Macedonian cry of 'Quinquinambo!' I still corresponded with her. When I returned to Quinquinambo I received letters from her, dated from San Francisco. I feel that my words could only fail, my dear Hurlstone, to convey to you the streng

table with a carelessness that was intended to hide

frankly confess that my thoughts WERE preoccupied. Pray forgive me. If you wil

ight return of his old affability. "But do

kins, and picked up a manuscript from the packet. It was in his wife's handwriting. A sudden idea flashed across his mind, and seemed to illuminate the obscure monotony of the story

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