Robert Merry's Museum, Vol. VIII, July to December, 1844Various
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Robert Merry's Museum, Vol. VIII, July to December, 1844
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Children's literature -- Periodicals
At this point of Mr. Hartley’s story, my mind turned back to the place
where I spent the first night after my departure from Paramaribo, and
it seemed to me probable that the girl whom I had seen there was my
cousin. I therefore interrupted the narrative, and said, “Allow me
to inquire, sir, where the girl you speak of now lives.” “With her
grandfather,” was the reply, “about ten miles from Paramaribo.” “Then
I have seen her,” said I. “Indeed,” said the Englishman, “and how did
that happen?”
I then related my adventures at the plantation, giving a brief account
of my fright at the bat, the hospitality with which I was treated, and
the interest that had been excited in the black-eyed girl on learning
my name. When I had done, Mr. Hartley proceeded as follows:
It is a strange accident that should have brought you into an
acquaintance with your cousin Mirabel. However, to proceed with your
uncle’s story. As he continued in prison, no opportunity was afforded
for him even to make an attempt to clear up his character. His name,
therefore, passed into contempt and infamy. M. Scager, who was a proud
and haughty man, was sorely mortified at the disgrace which had fallen
upon his family, through the connection, and would permit no one even
to speak of his son-in-law.
“Time passed on, and the subject was nearly forgotten. Your uncle
seemed as completely lost to the world as if he had been dead and
buried; but at length a considerable excitement was produced by the
rumor that he had escaped from prison. On inquiry, it was found that
he was gone, but no one could tell how he had effected his liberation,
nor whither he had fled. This occurred about a dozen years ago. It
excited no little curiosity at the time, and various rumors were afloat
respecting it.
“There were a few persons who had always entertained the belief that
your uncle was the victim of a foul conspiracy between the insurance
company and the captain of the ship; that the loss of the vessel was
unavoidable; and that, in order to save the immense sum for which
insurance had been effected, the captain had been bribed to make oath
to a false statement. But these rumors gradually subsided, and for the
space of nearly a dozen years, your uncle’s name was hardly mentioned.
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