The Smuggler of King's Cove; or, The Old Chapel MysteryCobb, Sylvanus
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The Smuggler of King's Cove; or, The Old Chapel Mystery
Cobb, Sylvanus
Smugglers -- Fiction
“And now, my lord, you may be able to understand what followed. It was
evident that her ladyship and I would become mothers at very nearly the
same time; and my sister joined me willingly in a plot not only for
vengeance, but for placing a child of our blood on the way to rank and
station. If the children should happen to be of the same sex there would
not be much trouble.
“Do you ask me if I had not a mother’s heart of love for her own
offspring? I answer you--by the plan we proposed I should be near my
child all my life. Should it be a boy, which I was sure it would be, I
should find real joy and pride in seeing him grow up, rich, proud,
noble, and honored. But, oh, heavens! what a fall of all my glowing
anticipations have I found in the reality!
“My lord, everything happened to help on our plan. The children were
born within six hours of each other and were both boys. My child was
born in your woodman’s cottage, just in the edge of the walnut grove, at
six o’clock in the evening, Lady Oakleigh’s six hours later.
“The old physician left me and went to her. He left the castle at two
o’clock; and the only human being who had fairly examined the infant was
the nurse, Huldah.
“An hour later, my lord, when the nurse had got rid of the last
hanger-on, and her ladyship had gone to sleep under the influence of an
opiate, Huldah took the infant in her arms, wrapped snugly in warm
blankets, and brought it to me; and she carried my child--the child of
Hugh Maitland and Margery his wife--back to the castle, back to the arms
of Lady Oakleigh; and the cheat was not discovered--was never
mistrusted.
“When the daylight came, those who saw the infant nestling in the
nurse’s arms, or resting on her ladyship’s bosom, wondered where it got
such black eyes and such black hair; but it was a fine, healthy child,
and they were proud of it.
“Ah! my lord, it was a healthier, heavier child than was brought to me;
and I verily believe had Lady Oakleigh been permitted to keep her own
offspring, she would not have reared it to even early youth.
“The free air of our woodland cottage; the out-of-door sports; the
sailing; and the rough-and-tumble; and, above all else, the plain,
substantial food, gave health and strength and vigor; and he grew up as
pure and beautiful in mind as he was in body.
“I may remind you here that my husband--Hugh Maitland--smuggler though
he was, was a Christian gentleman; and from him the boy never received a
precept nor an example that was not good, setting aside, of course, the
one matter of his profession.
“And now, my lord, do you ask me why I did not love the child--the
beautiful boy--with all my heart? I will tell you.
“I was jealous of him! I had robbed him of rank, and wealth, and high,
brilliant life, and given, as I had fondly believed, those things to my
own son. But look at the result! I looked upon the boy under my roof,
and saw him all that Heaven itself could ask a perfect boy to be.
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