CHAPTER XIV

I'll follow him no more with bootless prayers.

MERCHANT OF VENICE.

The old Don, on rising the next morning, found all his womankind

"overwhelmed with grief" in consequence of the news of the capture and

imprisonment of the American seamen, and prepared to assail him with

prayers, petitions, and tears, as soon as he made his appearance. In

vain he tried to assume the governor, and to look and act dignified; he

had not, either in appearance or manner, or even language, so "much of

the Roman" in him, as a certain other potentate who shall be nameless;

the persevering ladies followed him, and gave him no rest; and perhaps,

by their pertinacity, drove him to declare, in his vexation, that it was

his fixed and settled resolve to inflict upon his prisoners the

extremity of the law's indignation. In fact, the tribulation caused in

the governor's family by the unhappy events of the past night, had

reached to an extravagant and general height; for even the wife of his

bosom remonstrated in no very gentle terms against her lord's severity;

so that his poor excellency found the gubernatorial chair as

uncomfortable a seat as though its cushion had been stuffed with pins.

He made good his retreat as quick as possible to his usual place of

official business, or _bureau d'office_, but there new trials awaited

him; for the very first person he saw there, and evidently waiting for

him, was Captain Williams.

Isabella, in the mean time, had not yet risen; her sleeping thoughts had

been too delightfully occupied with visions of happiness, and her waking

reveries had so engaged her with day-dreams of prospective felicity,

that she was not conscious of the lapse of time. She had just commenced

dressing, with the assistance of a favorite servant, a native Mexican

girl, when her weeping cousins rushed into the chamber in an agony of

grief. With voices choked and interrupted by sobs and tears, it was some

minutes before they could make their poor cousin comprehend the

melancholy truth, with the gratuitous addition that the prisoners were

to be shot the next morning in the plaza, and directly in front of the

house. Having communicated all they knew, and all they had invented,

they retired to spread the intelligence, to collect more, and to remove

the furniture in the front chamber, for the more convenient witnessing

the execution of the next morning.

Isabella, when left to herself, neither screamed, nor went into

hysterics or tears; she sat still and motionless in the chair, into

which she had sunk when the dreadful truth was made known to her; she

became deadly pale, her temples throbbed, her breathing seemed

oppressed, the light swam before her eyes, she uttered a convulsive sob,

and, to the terror of her faithful and sympathising attendant, fell

senseless upon the floor. The Indian girl, with great presence of mind,

though sorely frightened, dashed water in her face, loosened her

clothes, and practised all those modes of relief, better understood by

ladies than described by me. The unhappy young lady at length recovered,

and, with the assistance of her attendant, threw herself upon the bed,

and gave way to a flood of tears, to the relief caused by which, and her

subsequent repose, we must for a time leave her.

Captain Williams saluted the governor, as they met, with a countenance

partaking of anger as well as sorrow; and, without much circumlocution,

proceeded to state his business, and interceded most warmly in behalf of

his men in confinement. But the old Don, before whose mind visions of

promotion and honors were floating, was in no humor to grant petitions

of any kind, much less one, the acceding to which would overthrow all

his air-built castles; and he steadily refused to listen to the

warm-hearted old seaman's arguments, urged with all the fervency of

almost paternal affection for both Mr. Morton and his seamen. Unable to

oppose or refute the arguments of Captain Williams, proving the

innocence of the prisoners, or, at least, the veniality of their

offence, if guilty, and the unreasonable disproportion between the crime

and the punishment; wearied by the perseverance of the petitioner, and

convinced, though unwilling to own it, by his arguments;--convinced,

too, that he was making a very ridiculous figure in the eyes of his

officers and several merchants who were present, he did, as all

obstinate and pig-headed people do when they find themselves in the

wrong, and see that they are making themselves contemptible: that is, he

plunged still deeper into the wrong, by giving the good old seaman a

harsh refusal to his prayer.

At this unexpected and ungentlemanly rebuff, Captain Williams suddenly

became calm and silent, and, a moment after, left the office. Those who

were present thought they saw in the stern, determined expression of his

countenance grounds for apprehension and alarm; having the most

extravagant opinion of the desperate and daring courage of the

Americans, they looked to see the ensuing night signalized by some

desperate attempt on the part of the seaman, to release his companions

from imprisonment. Their apprehensions were confirmed in a space of time

that seemed impossible to have enabled Captain Williams to reach his

ship, by seeing the Albatross, under jib and spanker, slowly standing to

the westward, and again anchoring full half a mile farther out to sea

than before; not, to be sure, out of reach of the guns of the battery,

but at such a distance as to render it extremely problematical whether

_Spanish_ artillerymen would be able to throw a shot within half a mile

of her, especially in a star-light night.

This movement of the ship alarmed the governor not a little; for he knew

that the guarda-costa was absent on a cruize, and it was doubtful when

she would return, and that there were but thirty soldiers on duty at the

barracks, the rest having recently been drafted into the interior, to

wage war against certain straggling, light-fingered gentry, known in

that part of the world by the general title of "monteneros," or

highlanders, being analogous in their habits and manners, and confused

ideas of _meum_ and _tuum_, to the highland cattle-stealers of Scotland.

In this dilemma, the governor's heart began to relent--he thought that

he was carrying his severity too far.

On retiring to his house to dinner, he was met by a message from his

niece, requesting to see him in her chamber, being too unwell to meet

the family at noon. Thither his Excellency ascended with reluctant steps

and slow, like a child called from his play to be whipped and sent to

bed. He found his niece reclining upon a sofa, pale, languid, and

evidently much agitated. She rose to receive him with her accustomed

affection, and the old Don seated himself by her side.

"Isabella, my love, you appear to be distressed; what is the matter,

child?"

"Dear uncle, my cousin Antonia tells me dreadful news."

"Dreadful news! what is it, dearest?" "She tells me," said Isabella,

shuddering and gasping for breath, "that these unfortunate Americans are

to be put to death to-morrow morning."

"Poh, poh! what nonsense! you know as well as I do that the law gives me

no such power."

"But, dearest uncle, why should they be punished at all? nothing is

proved against them, nothing is found about them that indicates guilty

intentions," for, notwithstanding her indisposition, she had learned all

the facts of the case from her gossip, Juanita, and the officers that

had called in the course of the forenoon, "I have heard all the

particulars, and confess that I see no reason why they deserve

punishment at all."

"You know nothing at all about the matter, child. They have been seen,

at other times than last night, landing boxes and bales at the same

place."

"Are you quite sure that it was not some other persons?"

The governor paid no attention to this question, which he had never

dreamt of asking his informer.

"Besides, if these are pardoned, other offenders will plead their

innocence, and refer to the case of these men as a precedent. No,

Isabella, I cannot, I dare not do it; they must abide by the

consequences."

"Then if their lives are to be spared, what is to be done with them?"

"I shall write to the Viceroy, and keep them confined till I receive his

instructions as to their future destiny."

"And that," said the young lady, in a faint voice, "will be worse than

death! O think of it, dear, dear uncle."

"You take too gloomy a view of the case," said Don Gaspar, kissing the

forehead of the lovely suppliant; "the Viceroy may pardon them, but I

dare not--You plead in vain," continued he, as he saw she was about to

speak; "were they my own sons, they should undergo the sentence of the

law for their misconduct."

Fearing to excite her uncle's suspicions by too great urgency, Isabella

changed her battery--

"At least, let them be used kindly--let them have plenty of good food

and wine."

"Certainly, dearest little niece," said the governor, delighted to find

the most formidable and irresistible of his female assailants so

lukewarm in the cause of the prisoners, "and you shall be their

provider."

"Me, uncle? well, I own I should wish to visit the prison occasionally,

to see that they are comfortable."

"You shall whenever you please," said the Don, rising, and going to

Isabella's writing desk; "there, there is an order, signed by my own

hand, that will admit you whenever you please." So saying, he retired.

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