CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN.

I had written to Cross, informing him of my promotion, and his being

appointed to the Diligente.

I had been a fortnight with the admiral when the Naiad arrived with the

prizes in company, and, my wound being now cured, I took leave of the

admiral, and went down, that I might superintend the fitting out of my

new vessel. As there were supernumerary men expected out of England,

the admiral, at my suggestion, allowed me to turn over the crew of the

Firefly to form the nucleus of my ship's company, and made up my

complement from his own ship.

In two months I was ready for sea, and most anxious to be off. The

admiral perceived my impatience, but, as there was no other vessel in

the harbour, he would not let me go until another arrived, to be at his

disposal in case of emergency. The weariness of so long remaining in

harbour was, however, a little relieved by a circumstance which took

place, and which probably will make my readers imagine that my

propensity for playing tricks was not quite eradicated.

I lodged at a sort of hotel, kept by a mulatto woman of the name of

Crissobella, as the negroes termed her, originally Christobela. She was

of Spanish blood by the father's side, and had come down from the

Havannah. She was very portly; very proud and dignified in her

carriage, and demanded as much attention from her lodgers as a lady

would who had received us as her guests, so that, to gain and retain

admittance into her hostelry, it was necessary not only to pay a large

bill, but compliments to an equal amount. She was very rich, possessed

numerous slaves, and was perfectly independent of keeping an hotel. I

believed she preferred to have something for her slaves and herself to

do, and moreover, probably, she felt that if she retired she should be

thought a person of no consequence, whereas in her present position she

received a great deal of attention. One thing was certain, that if

those who lodged and boarded with her were very polite, and, on their

return from any other place, brought her small presents, she was very

indifferent as to their paying their bill; nay, to those who were her

favourites, her purse was open, and a handful of doubloons was freely

tendered, if required.

The living was the same as at a boarding-house. Breakfast was ready in

the large hall by nine o'clock, and remained there until every one had

come down at their own hour. Dinner was always ready at five o'clock,

and then Crissobella presided at the table. She admitted civilians,

army officers, and navy, down to midshipmen; but warrant officers and

captains of merchant vessels were considered too low. On the whole, it

was a very pleasant establishment, as the private rooms were well

furnished, the slaves numerous, and the attendance very good.

Considering the price of most eatables on that island, it could not be

considered as very dear, although the wines, etcetera, made up a

formidable bill at the end of the month.

This kind of exclusiveness on the part of Signora Crissobella made the

hotel quite the fashion, and certainly it was by far the best in the

town. The inmates of it at this time were besides me Lieut. Thomas

Dott and Lieut. William Maxwell, both appointed to the Diligente; three

or four young civilians, on mercantile speculations from New York; three

midshipmen, who had been left behind on account of fever, and who were

promising fair, by the life they were now leading, to be very soon sent

to the hospital again; and one or two planters from the other islands.

The latter and I were very well behaved, but the civilians were noisy,

drinking and smoking from morning till night. The midshipmen were

equally troublesome; and as for the new-made lieutenants, they were so

authoritative and so disagreeable, and gave themselves such

consequential airs, that Mammy Crissobella, as the slaves called her,

was quite indignant--she had never had such a disorderly set in her

house.

She complained to me, and I spoke to them, but that was of little use.

I had no power over the young merchants, and the three midshipmen did

not belong to my ship. As for my lieutenants, I could not say much at

their giving themselves airs at an hotel where they paid for what they

had. It was not an offence that a captain could remonstrate upon. I

therefore merely said, that Mammy Crissobella could not have them in her

house if they did not leave off their treatment of the slaves, and if

they continued to give her so much trouble and annoyance. At last our

hostess would stand their behaviour no longer, and ordered them all to

leave the hotel, sending in their bills; but they all were unanimous in

declaring that they would not go, and it was not very easy to use force

on such occasions. I tried all I could to make matters right, but my

efforts were of little avail. At last Mammy Crissobella became quite

furious. She did not make any alteration in the meals, as that would be

punishing all of us; but she refused wine and spirits; this they did not

care for, as they sent for it elsewhere by their own servants, and there

was nothing but noise and confusion all day along. Mammy often came to

appeal to me, and wished to go to the governor, but I persuaded her not

to do so; and the mutiny continued, and every day there was nothing but

altercation at the meals.

"So help me God, gemmen, you no gemmen. You make wish me dead, dat you

do. I tak obeah water some day. I not live like this," said Mammy

Crissobella. "I take pepper-pot--I kill myself."

"Pray don't do that," replied Tommy Dott; "we shall be put to the

expense of mourning."

"And I shall weep my eyes out," continued one of the mercantile

gentlemen.

"Weep your eyes out--is that all? I shall blow my brains out," said

another.

"And I will lie down on your grave and die," said the third.

"Dat all very well, gemmen; you say dat and laugh--but I no slave.

'Pose I not get you out my house, I ab _vengeance_, now I tell you, so

look to that. Yes," continued Mammy Crissobella, striking the table

with her fist, "I ab revenge."

"I have been thinking," said one of the mids, "what I shall do if Mammy

Crissobella takes pepper-pot; I shall marry Leila, and keep the hotel.

Mammy, you'll leave me the plate and furniture."

Leila was the head female slave--a very well-featured young mulatto

girl, and a great favourite, as she was always laughing, always in good

humour, and very kind and attentive. At this remark Leila laughed, and

Mammy Crissobella, who observed her showing her white teeth, "You laugh,

you huzzy: what you laugh for, Leila? Get away--get out of room. I

give you nice flogging, by-by. You dare laugh--you take side against

me, you nigger."

I must here observe that Mammy Crissobella had been closeted with me for

some time previous to this scene, and that Leila and the two planters

were in the secret; this was, of course, unknown, and the hostess's

anger appeared now to be extended towards me and the two planters, with

whom she had been on good terms.

Shortly afterwards Mammy rose and left the room, and then I spoke to the

party, and told them that they were driving the poor woman to

extremities. The planters agreed with me, and we argued the case with

them, but the majority were, of course, against us, and the young

merchants appeared to be very much inclined to be personal with me. At

last I replied, "Very well, gentlemen--as you please; but as I happen to

be well known both to the admiral and governor I give you fair warning

that, if this continues much longer, I will report the affair. I should

be very sorry to do so; but the house is now very uncomfortable, and you

have no right to remain when the landlady insists upon your going."

At this reply of mine the naval portion of the guests were silent, but

the civilians more insolent than before. I did not wish to come to open

war, so I said nothing more, and left the table. After I was gone, the

refractory parties made more noise than ever. Just before the dinner

hour on the following day, Mammy Crissobella sent a circular round to

the young men, stating that she could not receive them at dinner. They

all laughed, and went down to table as before. The dinner was better

than usual, and they complimented Mammy upon it. Mammy, who had taken

her seat with a scowl on her brow, and had not spoken a word, merely

bowed her head in reply to their observations.

Dinner was over, and then Mammy desired Leila to bring her a goblet

which was on the sideboard, and a small white jug which was in the

_buffet_. She appeared much distressed, and hesitated a good deal,

putting the goblet to her lips, and then putting it down on the table

without tasting it. This conduct induced us all to look seriously at

her. At last she took it up, sighed deeply, and drank the whole off at

a draught. For a few seconds she held her hand over her forehead, with

her elbows resting on the table. At last she looked up and said,

"Gemmen, I got a little speech to make--I very sorry dat I not drink

your health; but it no use--dat why you see me drink; I tell plenty time

you make me mad--you make me drink obeah water--make me kill myself.

Now I ab done it--I drink pison water just now. In two hour I dead

woman."

At this communication, the truth of which appeared confirmed by the

woman's behaviour, all the company started from their chairs.

"Gemmen, I dare say you all very sorry; you be more sorry by-and-by.

Captain, I beg your pardon; Mr W---, Mr G (the two planters), I beg

your pardon; I not mean hurt you, but could not help it. Now I tell all

company, all drink the pison water--because I not like die on the

jibbit, I drink de pison water--Gemmen your dinner all pison, and you

all pisoned. Yes, all pisoned," cried Mammy Crissobella at the highest

pitch of her voice, and rushing out of the room.

At this announcement, I started from my chair and clasped my hands, as

if in agony. I looked round me--never did I witness such a variety of

horror as was expressed in the different faces at the hotel. The old

planter; Mr D, who sat next to me, and who was in the secret as well as

Mr G, laid his head on the table with a groan. "The Lord have mercy on

my sins," exclaimed Mr G; Mr Lieutenant Maxwell looked me in the face,

and then burst into tears; Mr Lieutenant Dott put his fingers down his

throat, and with three or four more getting rid of their dinner as fast

as they could.

At last I sprang up to ring the bell; no one answered. I rang again

more furiously. At last a slave appeared.

"Where's my servant?"

"Not here, sar."

"Where's all the people of the house?"

"All with missy, sar; Mammy Crissobella die."

"Run down then to the beach, and desire the surgeon of the brig to come

up immediately."

"Yes, sar," replied the negro, leaving the room.

"Oh, I feel it now--here," exclaimed I, putting my hand to my chest;

"I'm suffocating."

"And so do I," replied one of the midshipmen, weeping.

The girl Leila now entered the room in tears. "Mammy dead," said she.

"Oh Captain Keene, I very sorry for you: you come with me, I give you

something. I know how stop pison."

"Do you, Leila? then give it me; quick, quick."

"Yes, yes; give it us quick."

"I not stuff enough but I make more when I gib what I ab to Captain

Keene. You all stay still, not move; pose you move about, make pison

work. I come back soon as I can."

Leila then took my arm and led me tottering out of the room, when I went

to Mammy Crissobella, and laughed till I cried; but the punishment was

not over. After remaining about ten minutes looking at each other, but

neither speaking nor moving, in pursuance of Leila's direction, with the

utmost despair in their countenances, they were gladdened by the return

of Leila with a large jug, out of which she administered a glass of some

compound or another to each of them. I watched at the door, and the

eagerness with which they jostled and pushed each other to obtain the

dose before the rest was very amusing, and never did they swallow any

liquor with so much avidity, little imagining that, instead of taking

what was to cure them, they were now taking what was to make them very

sick; but so it was; and in a few minutes afterwards the scene of

groaning, crying, screaming, writhing with pain, was quite awful.

After a time, the slaves came in and carried them all to their

respective beds, leaving them to their own reflections, and the violent

effects of the drugs administered, which left them no repose for that

night, and in a state of utter exhaustion on the following morning.

At daylight I went into Mr Dott's room with the surgeon, to whom I had

confided the secret. Tommy was a miserable object.

"Thank heaven! here is one still alive," said the surgeon to me.

"Oh! Captain Keene," said Tommy, "I'm glad to see that you are so well;

but you had the remedy given you long before we had."

"Yes," replied I, "it was given me in good time; but I hope it was not

too late with you."

"I feel very bad," replied Tommy. "Doctor, do you think I shall live?"

The doctor felt his pulse, and looked very grave; at last he said, "If

you get over the next twelve hours, I think you may."

"How many are dead?" inquired Tommy.

"I don't know; you are the first that I have visited; it's a shocking

business."

"I've been thinking that we were very wrong," said Tommy; "we ought not

to have driven the poor woman to desperation. If I do recover, her

death will be on my conscience."

"I'm glad to hear you say that, Tommy," replied I; "but the doctor says

you must remain very quiet, and therefore I shall leave you. Good-bye;

I will see you again this evening."

"Good-bye, sir, and I hope you'll forgive me for not having been so

respectful as I should have been."

"Yes, yes, Tommy; we have been friends too long for that."

Mammy Crissobella's dose had certainly put an end to all Tommy's spirit

of resistance. All the others who had been victims to our plot were

kept in the dark as to the real facts, and, as soon as they were able to

be moved, paid their bills to Leila, and left the house.

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