The Water-Witch; Or, the Skimmer of the Seas: A TaleCooper, James Fenimore
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The Water-Witch; Or, the Skimmer of the Seas: A Tale
Cooper, James Fenimore
Sea stories
The arrival of the periagua, which immediately after reached the wharf,
the disappointment of the cutter’s crew, and the return of both the
boats to their ship, succeeded as matters of course.
CHAPTER V.
_Oliv._ “Did he write this?”
_Clo._ “Aye, Madam.”
What You Will.
If we say that Alida de Barbérie did not cast a glance behind her, as
the party quitted the wharf, in order to see whether the boat that
contained the commander of the cruiser followed the example of the
others, we shall probably portray the maiden as one that was less
subject to the influence of coquetry than the truth would justify. To
the great discontent of the Alderman, whatever might have been the
feelings of his niece, on the occasion, the barge continued to approach
the shore, in a manner which showed that the young seaman betrayed no
visible interest in the result of the chase.
The heights of Staten Island, a century ago, were covered, much as they
are at present, with a growth of dwarf-trees. Foot-paths led among this
meagre vegetation, in divers directions; and as the hamlet at the
Quarantine-Ground was the point whence they all diverged, it required a
practised guide to thread their mazes, without a loss of both time and
distance. It would seem, however, that the worthy burgher was fully
equal to the office; for, moving with more than his usual agility, he
soon led his companions into the wood, and, by frequently altering his
course, so completely confounded their sense of the relative bearings
of places, that it is not probable one of them all could very readily
have extricated himself from the labyrinth.
“Clouds and shady bowers!” exclaimed Myndert, when he had achieved, to
his own satisfaction, this evasion of the pursuit he wished to avoid;
“little oaks and green pines are pleasant on a June morning. You shall
have mountain air and a sea-breeze Patroon, to quicken the appetite at
the Lust in Rust. If Alicia will speak, the girl can say that a
mouthful of the elixir is better for a rosy cheek, than all the
concoctions and washes that were ever invented to give a man a
heart-ache.”
“If the place be as much changed as the road that leads to it,”
returned la belle Barbérie, glancing her dark eye, in vain, in the
direction of the bay they had quitted, “I should scarcely venture an
opinion on a subject of which I am obliged to confess utter ignorance.”
“Ah, woman is nought but vanities! To see and to be seen, is the
delight of the sex. Though we are a thousand times more comfortable in
this wood than we should be in walking along the water-side, why, the
sea-gulls and snipes lose the benefit of our company! The salt water,
and all who live on it, are to be avoided by a wise man, Mr. Van
Staats, except as they both serve to cheapen freight and to render
trade brisk. You’ll thank me for this care, niece of mine, when you
reach the bluff, cool as a package of furs free from moth, and fresh
and beautiful as a Holland tulip, with the dew on it.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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