Wilder then directed the negro to return to his messmate, and to watch
over him so long as he should be unable to look after himself. The
black, who was far from being as clear-headed as common, willingly
complied. The young man then took leave of his companions, and
descended into the skiff. As he pulled, with vigorous arms, away from
the dark ship, his eyes were cast upward, with a seaman’s pleasure, on
the-order and neatness of her gear, and thence they fell on the
frowning mass of the hull. A light-built, compact form was seen
standing on the heel of the bowsprit, apparently watching his
movements; and, notwithstanding the gloom of the clouded star-light, he
was enabled to detect, in the individual who took so much apparent
interest in his proceedings, the person of the Rover.
Chapter VIII.
“What is yon gentleman?”
Nurse. “The son and heir of old Tiberio.”
Juliet. “What’s he that follows there, that would not dance?”
Nurse. “Marry, I know not.”
_Romeo and Juliet._
The sun was just heaving up, out of the field of waters in which the
blue islands of Massachusetts lie, when the inhabitants of Newport were
seen opening their doors and windows, and preparing for the different
employments of the day, with the freshness and alacrity of people who
had wisely adhered to the natural allotments of time in seeking their
rests, or in pursuing their pleasures. The morning salutations passed
cheerfully from one to another, as each undid the slight fastenings of
his shop; and many a kind inquiry was made, and returned, after the
condition of a daughter’s fever, or the rheumatism of some aged
grandam. As the landlord of the “Foul Anchor” was so wary in protecting
the character of his house from any unjust imputations of unseemly
revelling, so was he among the foremost in opening his doors, to catch
any transient customer, who might feel the necessity of washing away
the damps of the past night, in some invigorating stomachic This
cordial was very generally taken in the British provinces, under the
various names of “bitters,” “juleps,” “morning-drams,” “fogmatics,”
&c., according as the situation of each district appeared to require
some particular preventive. The custom is getting a little into disuse,
it is true; but still it retains much of that sacred character which it
would seem is the concomitant of antiquity. It is not a little
extraordinary that this venerable and laudable practice, of washing
away the unwholesome impurities engendered in the human system, at a
time, when as it is entirely without any moral protector, it is left
exposed to the attacks of all the evils to which flesh is heir, should
subject the American to the witticisms of his European brother. We are
not among the least grateful to those foreign philanthropists who take
so deep an interest in our welfare as seldom to let any republican
foible pass, without applying to it, as it merits, the caustic
application of their purifying pens. We are, perhaps, the more sensible
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