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
“—Alack, what heinous sin is it in me
To be ashamed, to be my father’s child!
But though I am a daughter to his blood
I am not to his manners.—”
Merchant of Venice.
The moment the stranger was again alone, the entire expression of his
countenance underwent a change. The reckless and bold expression
deserted his eye, which once more became soft, if not pensive, as it
wandered over the different elegant objects that served to amuse the
leisure of la belle Barbérie. He arose, and touched the strings of a
lute, and then, like Fear, started back, as if recoiling at the sound
he had made. All recollection of the object of his visit was evidently
forgotten, in a new and livelier interest; and had there been one to
watch his movements, the last motive imputed to his presence would
probably have been the one that was true. There was so little of that
vulgar and common character, which is usually seen in men of his
pursuit, in the gentle aspect and subdued air of his fine features,
that it might be fancied he was thus singularly endowed by nature, in
order that deception might triumph, if there were moments when a
disregard of opinion was seen in his demeanor, it rather appeared
assumed than easy; and even when most disposed to display lawless
indifference to the ordinary regulations of society, in his interview
with the Alderman, it had been blended with a reserve of manner that
was strangely in contrast with his humor.
On the other hand, it were idle to say that Alida de Barbérie had no
unpleasant suspicions concerning the character of her uncle’s guest.
That baneful influence, which necessarily exerts itself near an
irresponsible power, coupled with the natural indifference with which
the principal regards the dependant, had caused the English Ministry to
fill too many of their posts of honor and profit, in the colonies, with
needy and dissolute men of rank, or of high political connexions at
home. The Province of New-York had, in this respect, been particularly
unfortunate. The gift of it by Charles to his brother and successor,
had left it without the protection of those charters and other
privileges that had been granted to most of the governments of America.
The connexion with the crown was direct, and, for a long period, the
majority of the inhabitants were considered as of a different race, and
of course as of one less to be considered, than that of their
conquerors. Such was the laxity of the times on the subject of
injustice to the people of this hemisphere, that the predatory
expeditions of Drake and others against the wealthy occupants of the
more southern countries, seem to have left no spots on their
escutcheons; and the honors and favors of Queen Elizabeth had been
liberally extended to men who would now be deemed freebooters. In
short, that system of violence and specious morality, which commenced
with the gifts of Ferdinand and Isabella, and the bulls of the Popes,
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