CHAPTER IV.

Bacon and his companion having left O'Reily with the horses, now

commenced descending an immense hill which formed one side of a dark and

dismal looking glen. The tall pine trees with which the higher grounds

were covered seemed to reach half way to the clouds. A cold midnight

breeze swept through the damp and dewy foliage of the trees and

shrubbery. The birds of night chimed mournfully and dismally in unison

with the monotonous rustling of the leaves, and the rippling of a little

brook just before them. When they had stepped across the stream, and

cast their eyes up the face of the opposite hill, the rays of the moon

suddenly broke through a fissure of the clouds, revealing to them rather

the darkness around than any distinct traces of the path which they were

to pursue. Bacon stood for an instant, and gazed intently upon a little

spot of partially cleared ground half way to the summit, then gently

drawing his companion to the same place where he stood, and pointing

upwards, he said "Do you not perceive something moving yonder? It is he!

you must now proceed alone!"

"Alone, Nathaniel? Impossible!"

"You must, Virginia; he will not admit more than one person at a time

within his cell. Fear not there is no earthly danger; I will be within

call. Rouse your drooping courage! the worst half of your undertaking is

now accomplished."

"By far the worst half is yet to come, Nathaniel; you can form no

conception of the awe with which I look upon that being! You forget that

I have never seen more of him than I see now, notwithstanding you say

that he is so much attached to me."

"It is strange, I confess Virginia, but it is nevertheless true."

"His affection, if it exists, must be the fruit of your representations

as to some imaginary proficiency in my studies."

"Not at all; he seems to know every one in Jamestown, and all the

circumstances connected with their history: but come, Virginia, we are

losing precious time. Move on and fear nothing."

Clasping her hands, and internally summoning up all her resolution, she

advanced with a sort of desperate determination. Having arrived within

some forty yards of the spot before alluded to, the outlines of a

gigantic figure could easily be discerned as his footfalls were

distinctly heard moving restlessly to and fro on a sort of platform or

level space, left by nature or formed by art, in the side of the hill.

His head towered far above the stunted undergrowth, interspersed among

the rugged outlines of the scene. And as he impatiently measured the

narrow limits of this outer court to his castle, he seemed not unlike a

chafed and hungry monarch of the forest when making the narrow rounds of

his iron bound limits. Having gone thus far, she was sensible that it

was nearly as bad to recede as go forward, and that if she retreated now

upon the very eve of the fulfilment of all that Bacon had promised, her

past anxieties would have been endured for nothing: she braced her

nerves therefore, and endeavoured to subdue the overpowering terror

which the distant view of this strange and mysterious man had excited.

Summoning all her resolution for one desperate effort, she threw herself

forward and fell at the feet of the huge mortal, who stood apparently

astounded at the abrupt appearance of his unwonted and untimely visiter.

When Virginia found courage enough to raise her lately closed eyes, she

was not a little astonished to see him leaning against the stone walls

of his cell, no less agitated than herself. He was apparently about

sixty years of age, his hair slightly silvered, and his features worn

and weatherbeaten, yet eminently handsome. His person was very

remarkable, being about six feet and a half in height and perfectly

proportioned. His dress conformed in some degree to the military

fashions of the day, having however rather the appearance of undress

than full uniform. The expression of his countenance was decidedly

intellectual; and about the lower part of his face there were some

indications of a disposition to sensuality, but tempered and controlled

in no ordinary degree by some other fierce and controlling passion. His

eye was wild and unsettled at times, and again assumed the mild serenity

of the profound student. Altogether, his presence was intellectual and

commanding in the highest degree.

As he stood against the wall of his cell quaking like an aspen, an

indifferent observer would have been at a loss to determine which was

the most agitated, he or his gentle visiter. Virginia noted with more

than one furtive glance his strange and unexpected embarrassment, still

however, preserving her humble and supplicating posture. At length,

struggling with the emotions which unmanned him, muttering all the while

broken sentences which fell strangely upon her ear, and among which she

could distinguish repeated allusions to herself, and to events of long

passed years, recalled as it appeared by some fancied resemblance traced

by his excited imagination in her form and features. He approached the

kneeling maiden, and taking her hand, he raised her from the ground, and

said in a tone of kindness, "My wayward fancies frighten thee, my child;

be not alarmed, however--there is nothing here to harm thee. My house is

poor and cheerless, but such as it is, thou art welcome to its shelter,

and to any services which I can render to thee. Come, my daughter, let

us in from the damps of the night."

The cell of the Recluse was formed on three sides by stone walls without

windows, as O'Reily had described them, the fourth being furnished by

the side of the hill, and the roof an arch of masonry overgrown with

moss, grass and weeds.[1]

[Footnote 1: A house very similar to that we have described stands to

this day near the Ancient City. Its former objects and uses are entirely

unknown.]

Pressing open the rude door, he entered, followed by Virginia. Near one

corner of the room stood a common deal table, on which was placed a

small iron lamp, and near to it a three legged stool of the rudest

construction. These were the only articles of furniture of which the

apartment could boast. The floor, which consisted of the earth, as

nature had made it, was overgrown with weeds and bushes. "This," said

he, with a bitter smile upon his countenance, "is my hall of audience!

Here I receive my guests, with one solitary exception; thou shalt be

another." Having thus spoken, he took the lamp from the table, and

drawing aside some dried bushes which were piled against the side formed

by the hill in apparent carelessness, he exhibited to her view the mouth

of a cavern, not sufficient in height by several feet to admit his

person in the erect position. "This," said he as he stooped to enter,

"is not a house made with hands, and it is built upon a rock of ages.

The rains may descend, floods may come, winds blow and beat upon it, but

it falleth not. It is proper that thou shouldst see it, and such has

long been my intention. I have much to say to thee, and doubtless thou

hast something to communicate to me, or thou wouldst not have made this

visit. But not a whisper of what thou mayst see or hear must ever pass

thy lips, save to those I shall authorize thee to make partakers of thy

knowledge. This is a condition which thou must impress upon thy mind."

Stepping in a bent position within the mouth of the cavern, he moved

forward and downward, motioning her to follow. They descended many rude

and natural steps, which were imperfectly seen by the light of the lamp

borne by her singular guide, the rays being often obscured by the bulk

and great height of his person in the narrow passages of the cave, so

that she was more than once compelled to grope her way by sliding her

hand along the cold damp and dripping walls, and by slipping her feet

over the uneven ground, without raising them in the act of stepping.

Having completed the descent, she found herself in a long natural

vestibule to the inner apartments. Her guide had gained rapidly upon

her, so that when once more upon level ground, some thirty feet below

the outer surface of the earth, he was almost out of sight. She would

have cried out, had she not been restrained by a counteracting feeling,

which placed her in a grievous dilemma between horror at the dismal

place, and fear of the singular being who had undertaken to guide her

through its recesses. Commending herself however to her Maker in mental

prayer, and trusting in his protection the more confidently on account

of the motive for her undertaking, she hastened forward so as with great

exertions to keep within sight of the rising and sinking light of the

lamp, and the devious windings of the cavern. The footfalls of her

Herculean guide reechoed along the damp and gloomy tunnels with an awful

and dismal effect, amidst the grave-like stillness of the place.

Occasionally flickering shadows were reflected against the walls, when

the light turned suddenly round a projecting rock, affording to her

imagination the most startling and frightful images. While her mind was

combatting these unreal terrors, she was surprised by the tone of a deep

hoarse voice abruptly rumbling through the high dark arches far above

her head, with that reverberating sound peculiar to these secret places

of the earth. But her amazement was still greater, when lifting her eyes

in the direction of the lamp she beheld the Recluse standing upon a

lofty but narrow ledge of rock, the lamp flickering and sinking every

now and then so as to threaten total darkness. He was pointing with his

finger, and directing her to a projecting and winding pathway by which

she must ascend to the platform upon which he stood. This once gained,

she had a complete view of the resting place of her mysterious guide.

Immediately fronting the platform was a natural doorway, about as high

as her own head, leading into the inner chamber. From the high and

vaulted arches hung thousands of the fantastic creations of hoary time,

and from the centre of these a cord swung into the middle of the area,

to which was suspended a burning lamp, the rays of which were

brilliantly reflected from a thousand shining mirrors of nature's

forming. In one corner she discovered, as they entered, several pieces

of firearms, and against the wall on one side hung huge swords, long

enough for two-handed weapons to ordinary mortals, together with Indian

war clubs, moccasins, wampum, pipes, tomahawks, spears, arrows, and

other implements of savage warfare. In another corner stood a rude

bedstead, evidently constructed by the hands of its nightly occupant, a

small table, two or three chairs, and a few culinary articles,--some the

manufacture of the savages, and others the product of civilized

ingenuity. By far the largest part of one side of the room was occupied

by coarsely constructed shelves, bearing many volumes of the most

venerable appearance. One of these was lying open upon the table, a pair

of horn spectacles upon the page to mark the place where the owner had

last been engaged. The very letters in which it was printed were entire

strangers to the eyes of our heroine. Some thirty yards distant, in the

remotest part of the room, a little furnace diffused a narrow circle of

glowing light through its otherwise gloomy precincts. These completed

the establishment, so far as the eye could discover its arrangement.

When he had led Virginia into the habitable part of this area, he placed

a chair, and motioned for her to be seated, drawing a stool near the

table at the same time for himself, and resting his head upon the palm

of his hand. "I will not affect ignorance of thy name and person, my

daughter, nor yet of thy errand here. The first I should most certainly

have known, if I had not surmised the last. Alas! my child, thou wilt

think no doubt that I speak in riddles when I tell thee that those

features have been engraven upon the heart of one who has forsworn the

world for many a long and irksome year. Thou mayest well look amazed, my

poor bewildered child, but it is true! I cannot explain it to thee now,

however; some day perhaps thou mayest know all. Oh, if thou couldst

imagine what events must take place in this little isolated world around

Jamestown, before the mysteries of which I speak can rightfully be made

clear to thee, thou wouldst fall upon thy knees and pray that such

disastrous knowledge might never come to thy understanding!"

As his eye rested from time to time, while he spoke, upon the features

of the beautiful girl, he covered his face with his hands, and seemed

for an instant to give way to an agitation similar to that which

unnerved him at her first appearance on the platform. Occasionally too,

when not speaking himself, he became profoundly abstracted for a moment,

and his eye was wild and restless, and not a little alarming to his

gentle visiter, as it ever and anon fell upon herself, and seemed to

gather in her face the solution of some subtle doubt of his troubled

mind. But observing that his glances, wild as they were, always became

humanized and softened as they rested upon her face, she seized the

first opportunity to complete the object of her journey, not well

knowing how it might terminate, being herself ignorant of its especial

object, and indeed of the very nature of the threatened danger.

"Father, I came here to seek your aid and protection for those who are

near and dear to me; My honoured parents--my mother"--she would have

proceeded, but at the mention of her mother's name he was seized with

such a convulsive shudder that she paused in astonishment. It seemed as

if the hand of death was already laying its cold grasp upon his vitals.

His eye gleamed wildly--his lips trembled, and his hands shook as one

stricken with the palsy, or overwhelmed by some sudden stroke of

calamity. By a desperate effort of resolution, he speedily resumed his

attention to the discourse, and she proceeded: "I have been advised and

urged in my resort to this step by one not unknown to you, under the

vain hope, I fear, that you were cognizant of some threatened danger to

my dear parents and kindred, and that you would communicate the

knowledge to me rather than to him."

"As I have already said, my daughter, I surmised that something of this

nature was the object of thy visit, and I will now confess to thee that

this appeal places me in an embarrassing position between some friends

of former and better days and my desire to grant thy request." Pausing

and apparently soliloquizing, he continued: "But have they not acted

against my advice? Did I not tell them, that we had had enough of that

already? Did I not warn them against this very result? I cannot betray

them, however; no, no, my old comrades, I will give you another warning,

and then your blood, if it must flow, be upon your own heads." He was

about to resume his discourse to his visiter, but stopping suddenly and

raising his finger in the attitude of one listening in the profoundest

attention, he seized the small lamp, rushed past the little furnace in

the direction of the cave through the hill opposite the entrance, at one

time rising and anon descending, until Virginia (who had followed,

fearing to be left alone) supposed they must be again near the surface

of the earth. He paused once more to listen, motioning her at the same

time to be silent. He had scarcely done so, when the distant sound of

running water struck upon her ear,--sometimes distinct, and again as if

buried in the bowels of the earth. Then came the noise as of a stone

splashing in the water. The eye of the Recluse sparkled as he turned

with a quick and expressive glance towards his companion. He hastily

applied his ear to the rocky side of the cavern and listened for a

second, then hurried back, taking Virginia by the hand in his return,

and leading her to her former seat. He then busied himself for a few

moments in exchanging the short cutlass by his side for one of the huge

weapons hanging on the wall, and placed a pair of large and richly

inlaid petronels in his belt, as if about to march on some secret and

desperate expedition.

Whether these were really for such a purpose, or were his usual

preparations for repose, Virginia was entirely at a loss to determine.

Meantime she had an opportunity to survey the features and expression of

his countenance, as he from time to time faced towards her, intently

engaged with his occupation, and muttering all the while words to her

altogether inexplicable at the time.

His large and light blue eye had an expression of forced resignation and

calmness, drops of cold perspiration stood upon his brow, lip, and bald

head, which was now uncovered. His features were large and striking, but

well proportioned, the lips protuberant, the teeth large, white, and

regular, and as a smile, indicative more of wretchedness than mirth,

played upon his face, the impression was irresistible that the wrinkles

which marked his features were the impress of suffering rather than of

age. In his personal as well as mental attributes he was eminently

gifted, though there seemed to be a settled design, as much to clothe

the one in the garb of age, as to exhibit the other, if at all, in

meekness and humility.

"It is not consistent with my duty to all parties in this business, my

daughter, to enlighten thee as to the nature of the danger which

threatens thy friends, or as to the means of preventing it. I owe it to

myself, first to warn those from whom it comes, yet once more against

their undertaking, as I have already done--but thus far in vain. If they

are still deaf to my admonition and entreaties, rest assured that I will

leave no power or influence within my control unexerted to thwart their

purposes. Thou mayest therefore direct him who must have conducted thee

hither, to see me early on the morrow, and I will inform him as to the

result of my endeavours and the best means to pursue in case they are

unsuccessful. Rest thou contented yet a little while; I see thou art

impatient, but I have some things to say to thee concerning other

matters than those which brought thee hither. I see thou art studying

these evidences of years in my features as the forester examines the

rings in the fallen tree to estimate its age, but these (pointing to the

wrinkles) are records which years alone could not have wrought. Few of

us, my daughter, can read these marks of time and destiny, and trace

through them one by one, the disappointed hopes, the cruel mishaps, the

hair-breadth adventures, their failure, sealed perhaps in the blood of

those who had basked together with us in the sunshine of youth and hope,

without a sinking of the heart within us, and a deep sense of the utter

worthlessness of all those gay illusions which beam so brightly on thy

own youthful features.

"I allude to this subject now, my daughter, because there seems to be

some connexion between it and the one upon which I have been so anxious

to commune with thee. Although we have never met before, it is not the

first time I have seen thee, nor is this, which thou hast given me, the

first information I have received concerning thee and thine. I have

taken some pains to learn even the minutest circumstances connected with

thy past history, present occupation and future prospects. I see thy

surprise, but it was not done in idle gossip thou mayest be well

assured. My motives will all be made plain enough to thee some day. In

the mean time I must approach a subject which I fear will give thee

pain, but my duty is imperative, I mean the state of thy mind and

feelings."

"Alas, father, I fear you will find them but too deeply engrossed with

the cares and pleasures of this world."

"Thy mistake is a natural one," said he, (one of those smiles of

wretchedness passing over his pale countenance, as a flash of

electricity darting along the horizon sometimes shows us the extent and

depth of the darkness beyond) "my situation and past misfortunes would

indeed seem to fit me for a teacher of holy things, but my present

business is with thy worldly affections. Start not, my daughter; I have

the most urgent reasons which a mortal can have for thus endeavouring to

intrude myself into thy feminine secrets; believe me, no trifling cause

could impel me thus to startle thy maidenly delicacy, nor indeed needest

thou be startled on one account which I see agitates thee. Thou very

naturally supposest me to have some charge to bring against thee for

want of proper spirit and maidenly reserve; I see it by thy blushes; but

there is no such thought within my breast; thou mayest have been even

more guarded than is customary with females of thy age. My business is

with facts, and facts of such a nature that however stubborn they may

be, I fear that thou art unconscious of them, though they relate to

thyself and one other person only. However, without bringing thee to

confessional, I think I can sufficiently put thee upon thy guard without

wounding thy delicacy. The only question in my own mind is, whether the

time to speak has not already passed."

"I am at a loss to comprehend you, father."

"I will speak more plainly then. Thou hast been associating for some

years with a youth of little more than thine own age. He is noble and

gifted with every manly and generous attribute; well instructed too for

his time and country. To thee I will give credit for corresponding

qualities suitable to thy own sex, and I have no doubt that thou

possessest them. Thinkest thou then that two such persons could grow up

together constantly within the influence of each other's expanding

personal attractions, besides the nobler ones of mind and heart, without

feeling more towards each other than two ordinary mortals of the same

sex? Oh, I see the crimson tell-tale mounting in thy cheeks; thou

hangest thy head too in tacit acknowledgement, that I have surmised no

more than the truth." His visiter for some time made a vain effort to

speak, and at length overcoming her confusion and surprise, in broken

sentences exclaimed, "Indeed" indeed, father, you wrong me! indeed you

wrong us both! such a subject was never mentioned between us to this

hour! Nay more, it never entered our"--as she looked up and perceived

his searching glance riveted upon her countenance, her head again sunk

in embarrassment, and the words died upon her lips.

"Cease, cease, my daughter, to punish thyself. I will give thee credit

for all thou wouldst say. I am willing to believe that neither of you

has ever mentioned this subject, and perhaps that neither has ever been

conscious of more than a brotherly affection towards the other.

Nevertheless, the last half hour has fully convinced me that

self-examination, some sudden prospect of separation, or some untoward

circumstance in the ordinary current of your intercourse was only

necessary to awaken both to the perception of the truth. But my business

now is of a far more painful nature than the mere finding of the facts.

I am bound in duty to warn thee! solemnly warn thee that this passion

must be subdued in its inception. I beg of thee not to suppose for one

moment, that my warning has reference merely to obstacles which commonly

obstruct the current of young and mutual affection! They are absolutely

insurmountable,--far more so than any that could arise from difference

of rank, or faith, or country! Nay, if death itself had put its seal

upon one or both, the gulf could not have been more impassable!" His

language began gradually to grow more impassioned, his eye shot forth a

continued instead of occasional gleam of wildness--he rose upon his

feet, and as he pronounced the barrier to be impassable, he took down a

large and ancient manuscript volume, bound in leather, threw it open

upon the table, and to her astonishment a bloody hand was all that was

visible upon the page which seemed to have been accidentally turned up.

He pointed to this singular sign-manual--his finger trembling with

emotion--"See there," said he--"see what it is to neglect a solemn

warning. There is the diary of my eventful life--the transactions of

every day for more than twenty-seven years are there written, save one!

There is the only record of that day! Its history is written in blood!

The seal of Cain is stamped upon all the events of the succeeding pages.

Since that bloody token was placed there, its author has been a wanderer

and an outcast. I was born among the haughty and the proud of a proud

land--there is my coat of arms," said he, with a horrid laugh which sent

the blood coursing back to the heart of our heroine chilled and

horrified. "These are not or should not be uninteresting records to

thee!--had that crimson attestation never been imprinted there, thou

wouldst never have been born! but this will suffice for the first

lesson," (and he closed the book and replaced it upon the shelf;) "at

some more convenient season I will reveal another page of the history of

one with whom henceforth thou wilt be more connected than thou now

imaginest. Now, my daughter, before thou takest leave, let me entreat

thee to remember and ponder well upon what I have said to thee. Shouldst

thou ever be in any sudden strait of danger or difficulty send to me a

memento of the bloody seal and I will come to thee, if within the

compass of mortal means; and remember likewise, should I ever send such

an emblem to thee--pause well upon what thou art about to do. Now thou

mayest depart in peace, but say nothing of what thou hast seen or heard

farther than I have directed thee to do." And thus speaking he took the

lamp and conducted her out by the same opening at which they had

entered.

They stood upon the platform overlooking the shadowy mazes of moonlit

foliage down the glen; all nature was as silent as when it first came

from the hands of its Creator. Looking towards heaven, and placing his

hand upon her flaxen ringlets, now wafted about in the richest

reflections and deepest contrasts of light and shadow, as a cold breeze

from the valley beneath sought an opening to the plains beyond, he said,

"May God Almighty bless and preserve thee, my daughter!" And then led

her some distance down the hill--bade her adieu, and left her to seek

her more youthful guide, and to ponder upon some novel and not very

pleasing passages in the diary of her own experience.

Her ideas were any thing but clear and definite. The whole scene of her

late interview was so new--the subject so startling to her young and

innate delicacy. Taking it for granted, however, that all the surmises

of the Recluse were true with regard to herself, that person has studied

human nature to little purpose, who supposes that she, after all that

had been so solemnly announced, admitted the undefined obstacles

mentioned to be as insuperable as the person who suggested them seemed

to imagine. Nevertheless an injunction so grave and authoritative had

its minor effects--the first of which were visited upon the head of our

hero, who impatiently awaited her approach at the foot of the hill.

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