CHAPTER XXXVI

AN ALMOST MIRACULOUS CONVERSION

It was a long story which Captain Penn Sharp told of his relations with

Ali-Noury Pacha; and his visitor was so incredulous at first that he

appeared to have solemnly resolved not to accept anything as the truth.

But the character of the speaker left its impress all along the

narrative; and Captain Ringgold was compelled to believe, just as the

hardened sinner is sometimes forced to accept the truth when presented

to him by the true evangelist, though his teeth were set against it.

"You gentlemen with millions in your trousers pockets are subject to

perils which we of moderate means are not exposed to," the commander of

the Blanche began.

"That means you, and not me," suggested the visitor.

"You have the reputation of being a rich man, whether you are one or

not. My wife is rich, and I am only well off; but never mind that now,"

replied Captain Sharp. "I saw General Noury, as we will call him after

this if you do not object, for that is the name by which he chooses to

be known, in Gibraltar several times, and I knew all about your affair

with him there; but I did not get acquainted with him, for I despised

him as much as you did.

"I sailed from the Rock, and took my wife to a great many of the ports

of Europe, and some in Africa, including Egypt; but I am not going to

tell you about our travels. We went from Alexandria to Malta, Syracuse,

and to Messina; and it was at this last port that I fell in with General

Noury. His steamer, I forget her name,"--

"The Fatimé; but Felix McGavonty always called her the Fatty."

"The Fatty anchored within a cable's length of me before I had been

there two hours, and the Pacha went ashore at once. That night my wife

was sick, and I went to the city to procure a certain medicine for her.

I happened into a shop where no one could speak English, and I don't

speak anything else. I was just going off to find another place where

they did speak English, when a gentleman rose from a chair with some

difficulty and offered his services.

"It was General Noury. He had been drinking, but was not very badly off.

He was as polite as a dancing-master, and helped me out so that I got

what I wanted. He spoke Italian as though he had known it in his

babyhood. I was very much obliged to him, and thanked him with all my

might. He left before my package was ready, and I soon followed him.

[Illustration: "MY SHOT BROUGHT DOWN ONE OF THE BANDITS." Page 351.]

"As I entered the street that leads from the Corso Cavour to the shore I

heard the yells of a man in trouble. I always carried my revolver with

me, and I had handled a good many rough villains in my day. I started at

a run, and soon reached the scene of the fight. I found two men had

attacked one; and though the latter was bravely defending himself, he

was getting the worst of it. I saw that he was going under, and I fired

just as the man attacked dropped on the pavement.

"My shot brought down one of the bandits, and the other rushed towards

me. He had brought down his victim, and he wanted to get rid of me so

that he could go through his pockets. I fired at him, and he dropped the

long knife with which he was going to stick me on the pavement. There it

is over the window;" and the captain pointed to it. "He was wounded; and

then he ran away, for he did not like to play with a revolver. Before I

could get to him, the other assassin got on his feet and followed him,

though he moved with no little labor and pain; but my business was not

with him, and I let him go.

"The man who had been attacked was trying to get on his feet, and when I

came up to him I found it was General Noury. He had been stabbed in the

shoulder, and he was bleeding very freely. With my assistance he walked

to my boat, and my men placed him in the stern-sheets. I found that he

was bleeding badly, and I was no surgeon. The Hotel Vittorio was on the

other side of the street, and some one there could tell me in English

where to find a doctor.

"Two gentlemen at the door were smoking. They were talking in English,

and I told them what I wanted. They were both Americans, and one of

them was a doctor. He volunteered to go with me. He said the patient had

a bad wound. He went back to the hotel for his case of instruments, and

then went on board of the Viking with his patient. It would make your

dinner very late if I should give you all the details of the general's

case. Dr. Henderson stopped the flow of blood, and attended to his

patient for three weeks on board of the steam-yacht.

"When he was in condition to be moved to the Fatty, he did not wish to

go. My wife had nursed him as she would have nursed her own brother, and

as she had her uncle in Cuba. When he was convalescent he treated her

with the most profound respect. Mazagan came on board to see him, and

told me he had just come from Athens. But the general was plainly

disgusted with him, and wanted to get rid of him. He gave him the

command of the Fatty, and ordered him to wait for him at Gibraltar.

"Dr. Henderson was travelling for pleasure, and he liked it so well that

he wanted more of it; but he had spent all his money, and had no more at

home. He came on board of the Viking, and lived there. His friend had

left, and he was alone. He had been a very skilful practitioner in New

York City, but his thirst for travel would not permit him to wait long

enough to save sufficient money from his abundant income.

"Of his own free will and accord General Noury told me that he was

leading a miserable life in spite of the wealth that he possessed, the

honors that crowned him in Morocco, and the leisure that was always at

his command when the army was not in the field. As he summed it up

himself, his vices had got the better of him. He could not respect

himself. I could see that there was something left of him. I went to

work on him. I am not an evangelist myself, and I did not take him on

that tack.

"I have no doubt that I had saved his life; and no man was ever more

grateful for the service I had rendered him. My wife was such a houri as

he had never seen in a harem. We both talked with him about the beauty

of a good and useful life. In a word, we redeemed him. My wife is a

sincere Christian, and she did more of it than I did. He was absolutely

penitent over his sins, his dissipation, the wrongs towards others he

had committed, though he was still a Mohammedan; but a great deal of the

prophet's creed would pass for Christianity. We both saw that it would

be useless to attack his religion; for he was a Moslem to the marrow of

his bones.

"More than anything else he was penitent over his relations with you and

your party. The general was certainly infatuated over the beauty of Miss

Blanche; but it was as an artist runs mad over a picture. He solemnly

assured me he never had an unworthy thought in regard to her. He looked

upon her as a beautiful child, whose image haunted him day and night. If

you had permitted him to see her, that was all he wanted. No such

thought had ever entered his head as that of putting her in his harem,

even if he had succeeded through his agents in capturing her; though he

was urged forward to this by the insults you heaped upon him.

"I mean that you spoke the truth to him, nothing more, as I did. He

desires to beg your forgiveness, and he would cross the Atlantic for the

purpose of doing so. We stayed at Messina three weeks, and at the end of

that time General Noury was quite well again. He gave Dr. Henderson a

hundred thousand francs, and wanted me to take five times that amount;

but I positively refused to take a cent from him. To shorten up the

story, we became fast friends, including my wife. He had sent the Fatty

off, and I invited him to remain on board of the Viking. He was in a

hurry to get to Gibraltar; and I soon found that he had a reason for

going there.

"He told me that the Fatty was old and slow, and more than a year before

he had ordered the finest steam-yacht that could be built; and the

Blanche was the result of the order. He named her after the highest

ideal he had ever been able to obtain of human loveliness; but he had

written this letter from Madeira, before he had had any trouble with

you. Ruth and I were ready to go to England by this time, and we

conveyed the general to Gibraltar. He had received a letter from his

English agent informing him that the Blanche was finished.

"He ordered his man of business to ship the best English ship's company

he could gather together at liberal wages, and proceed to Gibraltar. We

found her there. He insisted that I should sell the Viking, for which he

found a customer, and take the command of the Blanche. My wife should

have any and all the accommodations on board she desired, and we would

make the voyage around the world, an idea he borrowed from you, Captain

Ringgold.

"I accepted the offer because I liked the general, and my wife was more

pleased with the plan than I was. I was to have my own way about

everything, and he acted in princely style. My first business was to

improve his reputation in Gibraltar. He gave a very large sum to the

charities of the city; and where the officers and soldiers had benefit

associations he filled up their coffers. He did not drink a drop of

spirits or wine, and would have signed a total-abstinence pledge if I

had asked him to do so. I am not quite old enough to be his father; but

if he had been my son I could have had no more influence over him.

"The general came to me to know how he should settle his accounts with

Mazagan, informing me that the villain had offered him twenty-five

thousand francs for the Fatty, and claimed the fifty thousand due him. I

told him he had made a bad bargain with the wretch, but as he had

promised he must perform. The vessel was worth at least double what he

offered; but I advised him to take it, for money was no object to him

compared with getting rid of this villain. Mazagan took possession of

the Fatty, and that was the last of her."

"No, it wasn't," interposed Captain Ringgold; and he gave a brief

account of the "Battle of Khrysoko," with the events leading to it.

"Good for Captain Scott!" exclaimed the commander of the Blanche. "I am

glad she has gone to the bottom, for that is the best place for her. We

sailed from Gibraltar to Madeira, where the general made himself solid

with the people there in the same manner as at the Rock. He apologized

to everybody he had insulted, and he was quite a lion before we left the

port. Then we went to Mogadore; and there he scattered his harem, on the

plea that he was going around the world; but he told me it would never

be gathered together again, that or any other.

"The general would have gone to New York in the Blanche if you had been

there, for the sole purpose of apologizing to you, and begging you to

forgive him for all the injuries he had done or had attempted to do you.

It is only five o'clock, and now you must see General Noury. I was going

to the Guardian-Mother this evening to make an appointment for him; for

I thought you would be busy all day."

"I am quite ready now to meet him, and to give him my hand," replied

Captain Ringgold. "I must say that this is the greatest conversion on

record, considering that the Pacha is still a Mohammedan."

"I think so myself; but my wife will never be satisfied till she has

made him a convert to the Christian religion," replied Captain Sharp, as

he led the way to the cabin of the general.

They were promptly admitted; and the owner of the Blanche started back,

and stood with clasped hands gazing at Captain Ringgold.

"General Noury, this is Captain Ringgold, commander of the

Guardian-Mother," said Captain Sharp.

"Most sincerely, I am very glad to see you, General Noury," added the

visitor, advancing with extended hand to the Pacha, for such he was

still in spite of the change in his name.

"I feel more like throwing myself on my knees before you, after the

Oriental manner, than taking you by the hand," replied the general,

though he took the hand tendered to him. "I have grievously wronged and

insulted you, and I ask to be forgiven with the most sincere and

long-continued sorrow for the injuries I have done you."

"General Noury, I am happy to take by the hand as my friend one who has

passed from the darkness into the light; and as my own religion teaches

me to forgive those who have wronged me, I am glad to make the past, as

it lies between us, a total blank."

"And my religion teaches me to seek the forgiveness of those I have

injured, or tried to injure. We will not differ over our faith,

different as they are; and on my part there shall henceforth be nothing

else to make us at variance."

"And nothing on my part," responded Captain Ringgold, again pressing the

hand of the Pacha.

The general was invited to visit the Guardian-Mother, and dine with the

party in the cabin. Captain Ringgold was then conducted to the after

part of the ship, and there found Mrs. Sharp, who was delighted to see

him. The Pacha presently came out of his cabin dressed in evening

costume, but in European style, and the trio embarked in the barge. As

they approached the anchorage of the ship, strains of martial music came

from her deck, which the commander could not explain. It appeared that

some of the invited officers had sent a regimental band on board as a

compliment to the steamer and her passengers.

The long absence of the commander had begun to excite some uneasiness,

for he had not been seen since the middle of the forenoon. The addition

of even three more guests to the crowded table upset the calculations of

the accomplished steward, and he was obliged to add another table. While

he was doing so, the captain told his passengers "of the mighty things

that had happened." He could not tell the whole story; but he begged all

on board to receive the Pacha kindly and politely, for he had forgiven

everything, and he honored him for the bravery and resolution with which

he had put his vices behind him. "Get thee behind me, Satan!" was the

way he phrased it.

[Illustration: "HE WAS PLACED AT THE RIGHT OF CAPTAIN RINGGOLD." Page

359.]

The general was then presented to all the party, passengers as well as

invited guests. It may have required an effort on the part of the former

to carry out the instructions of the commander; but the Pacha declared

that he was delighted with his reception. He was placed on the right of

Captain Ringgold, as the guest of honor, and treated with distinguished

consideration by all the people from the shore.

The dinner was Mr. Melancthon Sage's crowning effort, as he had been

ordered to make it. Not a word was said, or an allusion made, to the

scenes of the past in which the trouble had bubbled up. The commander

made a speech, and proclaimed his temperance principle so originally

that the military guests hardly missed the wine to which they were

accustomed. Some of them spoke, mostly of the ship and her agreeable

passengers; but all agreed the Pacha made the speech of the evening,

which was a comparison between his own country and those in which he had

spent so large a portion of his life. In the first place, he was a very

handsome man; his English was perfect; and he had a poetic nature, which

developed itself in the flowery language he used.

It was a very delightful occasion, and everybody enjoyed it without any

drawbacks. The Maud was at the gangway to take the party ashore; for the

Parsee merchants had invited the military officers to make use of her.

By eleven o'clock all were gone in that direction. Captain Ringgold had

intended to sail for Bombay the next day; but the extraordinary event

which had transpired at Aden decided him to remain another day.

The party from the Blanche, attended by the commander, were put on

board of their steamer, in the barge. On her return Captain Ringgold was

very anxious to ascertain what impression had been made upon the

passengers by His Highness the Pacha. They insisted that he was not the

same man at all, and that they had been pleased with him. Had he really

reformed his life? Mrs. Belgrave had heard from Mrs. Sharp a fuller

account of the conversion of the sinner in a high place, and she

believed it.

Louis Belgrave sat at the side of Miss Blanche, and she had little

knowledge of the intentions of the Pacha so far as she was concerned. He

had treated her with the most scrupulous politeness and reserve, and she

admitted that she "rather liked him." Mrs. Blossom declared that he was

still a heathen, and wondered that Mrs. Sharp had not converted him to

Christianity while she was about it, as she would have done if she had

had the opportunity. But the good woman would probably have lost her

case if she had tried to do too much at once.

The next day the intercourse between the two steamers was renewed; and

the Pacha was decidedly a lion, though he conducted himself with extreme

modesty. The impression he continued to make was decidedly in his favor.

He assumed nothing on account of his wealth, his lofty station, or

anything else. The passengers dined that day in the cabin of the

Blanche, with about all the guests whose acquaintance the general had

made on board the Guardian-Mother.

In the afternoon it was decided by the unanimous vote of the company on

board of the Guardian-Mother that the two steamers should sail the next

day for Bombay together. The "Big Four" had been properly noticed by the

Pacha, and they had all made friends with him. He had talked with Louis

a good deal, for he had become very well acquainted with him at

Mogadore; and Scott even thought it possible such a man, "made of

money," might yet buy a steamer for him.

The Maud, with the Parsee merchants and all the friendly officers,

followed the two magnificent steamers to sea the next day, and both

vessels fired salutes for them at parting. The party were going to

India; new sights, different from anything they had ever seen before,

were to open upon them, and it is more than possible that the young men

on board would fall into some stirring adventures as they proceeded. The

company of the Blanche was likely to bring with it some attractions, and

to change somewhat the order of events on board both vessels. But the

narrative of the voyage will be found in "ACROSS INDIA; OR, LIVE BOYS IN

THE FAR EAST."

OLIVER OPTICS BOOKS.

THE BLUE and THE GRAY

Illustrated. With Emblematic Dies. Each volume bound in Blue and Gray.

Per volume, $1.50.

NAVY SERIES

TAKEN BY THE ENEMY

WITHIN THE ENEMY'S LINES

A VICTORIOUS UNION

ON THE BLOCKADE

STAND BY THE UNION

FIGHTING FOR THE RIGHT

ARMY SERIES

BROTHER AGAINST BROTHER

IN THE SADDLE

A LIEUTENANT AT EIGHTEEN

_Other volumes in preparation_

The opening of a new series of books from the pen of Oliver Optic is

bound to arouse the highest anticipation in the minds of boy and girl

readers. There never has been a more interesting writer in the field of

juvenile literature than Mr. W. T. Adams, who under his well-known

pseudonym, is known and admired by every boy and girl in the country,

and by thousands who have long since passed the boundaries of youth, yet

who remember with pleasure the genial, interesting pen that did so much

to interest, instruct and entertain their younger years. The present

volume opens "The Blue and the Gray Series," a title that is

sufficiently indicative of the nature and spirit of the series, of which

the first volume is now presented, while the name of Oliver Optic is

sufficient warrant of the absorbing style of narrative. "Taken by the

Enemy," the first book of the series, is as bright and entertaining as

any work that Mr. Adams has yet put forth, and will be as eagerly

perused as any that has borne his name. It would not be fair to the

prospective reader to deprive him of the zest which comes from the

unexpected, by entering into a synopsis of the story. A word, however,

should be said in regard to the beauty and appropriateness of the

binding, which makes it a most attractive volume.--_Boston Budget._

"Taken by the Enemy" has just come from the press, an announcement that

cannot but appeal to every healthy boy from ten to fifteen years of age

in the country. "No writer of the present day," says the Boston

_Commonwealth_, "whose aim has been to hit the boyish heart, has been as

successful as Oliver Optic. There is a period in the life of every

youth, just about the time that he is collecting postage-stamps, and

before his legs are long enough for a bicycle, when he has the Oliver

Optic fever. He catches it by reading a few stray pages somewhere, and

then there is nothing for it but to let the matter take its course.

Relief comes only when the last page of the last book is read; and then

there are relapses whenever a new book appears until one is safely on

through the teens."--_Literary News._

ALL-OVER-THE-WORLD LIBRARY

By OLIVER OPTIC

_Illustrated, Price per Volume $1.35_

FIRST SERIES

A MISSING MILLION

OR THE ADVENTURES OF LOUIS BELGRAVE

A MILLIONAIRE AT SIXTEEN

OR THE CRUISE OF THE GUARDIAN MOTHER

A YOUNG KNIGHT-ERRANT

OR CRUISING IN THE WEST INDIES

STRANGE SIGHTS ABROAD

OR A VOYAGE IN EUROPEAN WATERS

SECOND SERIES

AMERICAN BOYS AFLOAT

OR CRUISING IN THE ORIENT

THE YOUNG NAVIGATORS

OR THE FOREIGN CRUISE OF THE MAUD

UP AND DOWN THE NILE

OR YOUNG ADVENTURERS IN AFRICA

ASIATIC BREEZES

OR STUDENTS ON THE WING

_OTHER VOLUMES IN PREPARATION_

ANY VOLUME SOLD SEPARATELY

LEE AND SHEPARD Publishers Boston

YOUNG AMERICA ABROAD.

FIRST SERIES.

A Library of Travel and Adventure in Foreign Lands. 16mo Illustrated by

Nast, Stevens, Perkins, and others. Per volume, $1.50.

l. OUTWARD BOUND;

Or, Young America Afloat.

2. SHAMROCK AND THISTLE;

Or, Young America in Ireland and Scotland.

3. RED CROSS;

Or, Young America in England and Wales.

4. DIKES AND DITCHES;

Or, Young America in Holland and Belgium.

5. PALACE AND COTTAGE;

Or, Young America in France and Switzerland.

6. DOWN THE RHINE;

Or, Young America in Germany.

The story from its inception and through the twelve volumes (see _Second

Series_), is a bewitching one, while the information imparted,

concerning the countries of Europe and the isles of the sea, is not only

correct in every particular, but is told in a captivating style. "Oliver

Optic" will continue to be the boy's friend, and his pleasant books will

continue to be read by thousands of American boys. What a fine holiday

present either or both series of "Young America Abroad" would be for a

young friend! It would make a little library highly prized by the

recipient, and would not be an expensive one.--_Providence Press._

Asiatic Breezes; Or, Students on The Wing · 第 36 / 36 章