The Cavaliers of Virginia, vol. 1 of 2: or, The Recluse of Jamestown; An historical romance of the Old DominionCaruthers, William Alexander
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The Cavaliers of Virginia, vol. 1 of 2: or, The Recluse of Jamestown; An historical romance of the Old Dominion
Caruthers, William Alexander
Virginia -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Fiction
Immediately fronting the platform was a natural doorway, about as high
as her own head, leading into the inner chamber. From the high and
vaulted arches hung thousands of the fantastic creations of hoary time,
and from the centre of these a cord swung into the middle of the area,
to which was suspended a burning lamp, the rays of which were
brilliantly reflected from a thousand shining mirrors of nature's
forming. In one corner she discovered, as they entered, several pieces
of firearms, and against the wall on one side hung huge swords, long
enough for two-handed weapons to ordinary mortals, together with Indian
war clubs, moccasins, wampum, pipes, tomahawks, spears, arrows, and
other implements of savage warfare. In another corner stood a rude
bedstead, evidently constructed by the hands of its nightly occupant, a
small table, two or three chairs, and a few culinary articles,--some the
manufacture of the savages, and others the product of civilized
ingenuity. By far the largest part of one side of the room was occupied
by coarsely constructed shelves, bearing many volumes of the most
venerable appearance. One of these was lying open upon the table, a pair
of horn spectacles upon the page to mark the place where the owner had
last been engaged. The very letters in which it was printed were entire
strangers to the eyes of our heroine. Some thirty yards distant, in the
remotest part of the room, a little furnace diffused a narrow circle of
glowing light through its otherwise gloomy precincts. These completed
the establishment, so far as the eye could discover its arrangement.
When he had led Virginia into the habitable part of this area, he placed
a chair, and motioned for her to be seated, drawing a stool near the
table at the same time for himself, and resting his head upon the palm
of his hand. "I will not affect ignorance of thy name and person, my
daughter, nor yet of thy errand here. The first I should most certainly
have known, if I had not surmised the last. Alas! my child, thou wilt
think no doubt that I speak in riddles when I tell thee that those
features have been engraven upon the heart of one who has forsworn the
world for many a long and irksome year. Thou mayest well look amazed, my
poor bewildered child, but it is true! I cannot explain it to thee now,
however; some day perhaps thou mayest know all. Oh, if thou couldst
imagine what events must take place in this little isolated world around
Jamestown, before the mysteries of which I speak can rightfully be made
clear to thee, thou wouldst fall upon thy knees and pray that such
disastrous knowledge might never come to thy understanding!"
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