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never paid anybody except in his own I O U's, which And now we mortals have to stoop painfully for were a sort of bank-note without the water-mark. some distance along a depressed passage, where the
A statue was, however, erected to him by an admir- original inhabitants had, doubtless, no sort of diffiing public in the Stalactite Gallery, where it is still culty in gliding, and by the side of the stream standing; and as far as we can judge of a statue in which still traverses the palace from end to end, at the absence of the head and shoulders, a most this time shallow enough, except in particular spots, excellent likeness.
and many feet below the marble water-line which It was in this very gallery that the princess was marks upon the walls what its depth has been sitting with her attendants, modelling a little Gothic wont to be; a solemn, melancholy sound it ever church out of crystallised sugar, when the catastrophe makes, 'low on the sand, and loud on the stone,' occurred that drove all the fairy family out of their as though it bewailed its banished indwellers. ancestral halls. The king was in his counting-house At last, and two hundred and sixty feet from
- which, to say truth, was little better than a betting the old cave, we arrive at the Gothic hall, of enoroffice-counting out the money which he had won at mous length, and with groined and lofty ceiling. a late spring-meeting; the queen was in her parlour, At one end of it is the splendid throne of the queenpartaking of her usual refreshment; the prince was mother, glittering with diamonds, with an unexin the skittle-alley, knocking the pins about; when-plored vista on the right, up which, it is probable,
by the holy St Hookem,' exclaimed the princess, she escaped with her household goods ; in the right who was caught by the jaws, “if the air isn't coming centre is the magnificent organ, formed of thin plates in, and the water running out!' The princess was of silver spar, whose notes, awakened even by a not often right when she was positive, but this time mortal hand, are still most ravishing; in the left, and she spoke like a book. A servant of the gentleman opposite-where he built it, perhaps, for the purpose who owns the ground had been pecking in the old of annoying his sister at her anthems-is the prince's cave at the calcareous concretion' with a pickaxe, skittle-alley, dry, and with three of the pins still until he had pecked a hole in it!
standing. On both sides of the hall are various Into what dismay and terror the royal household chambers filled with gleaming spar, transparent, and was thrown by this catastrophe, we can imagine, from tapering perpendicularly from the summit, or branchthe awful sounds which were heard from within at ing into shrubberies of coral-work. From above the time of the accident, but we shall not describe. depend numbers of sparkling chandeliers of stalacWe would rather be accurate than ever so poetical, tite, which are multiplied by mirrors of limpid and we confine ourselves only to those matters of water ingeniously placed beneath them; and below, which we have a certain knowledge. We ourselves there is a noiseless carpet of silver sand. A noble did not enter the palace until long after its inhabit- archway leads hence into the Alhambra Gallery, ants had left it, but not a thing has been removed which, from the circumstance of it having been from the place where it was found at the period of so long unpaid for, joined to that of its similarity their flight. Immediately upon setting foot upon the to the Moorish court built by our own architect at fairy side of the old cave, we find ourselves in the Sydenham, bore the name of Owing Jones. The lofty Stalactite Gallery. There lie the frosted silver cushions, roof, which is beautifully tesselated with intersecting with their pillows and footstools of the same material, lines of white marble, after extending, without a and having—as it seems to us—the very impression single pillar to support it, for a very great distance, which the princess must have left upon them when suddenly sinks to a mere vaulted passage, between she swam away with her maidens through what little two and three feet in height, along which mortals water remained. There stands the glittering little have to crawl upon wooden clogs provided for that Gothic structure, only wanting the porch to complete purpose. This is called the Cellar Gallery ; but there it, and with a steeple of delicate spar which needs no is not a vestige of bin or bottle left to account for peal of bells, insomuch as itself returns, to the slightest the designation; and this is the more to be regretted, touch, the sweetest bell-music imaginable. On the as the travelling here upon all-fours is so laborious left hand, a little further on, are proofs of the house- as to demand some kind of stimulant. When we have wifely care of the good queen, in fleeces of silvery almost made up our minds to become semicircular wool and the ebony spoke of a spinning-wheel; a for the rest of our lives, the roof rises unexpectedly turkey's head is all that remains of her well-ordered to an enormous altitude, and a man would be enabled larder ; but her favourite bee-hive of frosted silver to straighten himself though he should stand thirty lies on its stalactite shelf, and her dark rich honey- feet in his shoes. We are now in what was evidently combs are ranged beneath it. Beyond is the little the great chamber of audience, and it is the last in counting-house, with a watery abyss close by, into the palace to which we shall be able to penetrate. A which the sporting monarch levanted upon the very grand, stern justice-hall it is, surrounded with objects first alarm, leaving in his haste his jockey-cap, also of of awe rather than of beauty. Upon the huge sombre frosted silver, upon the brink of it, where it now walls are written mysterious Runic characters; and stands. A passage leads off, through water, to the from the roof hang dusky chandeliers of stalactite, left, as yet untrodden by mortal foot, up which the which shed a doubtful light over the scene. We are princess must have fled, for we can swear to her now two thousand horizontal feet from the entrance crystal slipper dropped at the entrance. Presently, of the palace, and half as many feet perpendicular we come to a water-fall, up which, when they were from the upper air! It is indeed Ingleborough young, many a generation of the water-fairy family Within, and yet we have probably not seen one-tenth must have loved to leap, with that torso of the old of the wonders of this fairy home. A low archway bankrupt king beside it of which we have already leads from the hall into water, and darkness, and spoken. Here, too, are crystal pillars separated in space, along which adventurous mortals have swum the centre, but still standing, the one half rising up and struggled for several hundred yards further, and from the marble floor to meet the other, depending still have been far from finding the places whither from the vaulted ceiling-stalagmite and 'stalactite- the banished race have betaken themselves. That which proves what little real necessity there was for they are within there, somewhere, is all we must their being erected. Besides these, crystallised air- be content to know. plants—as they seem-hang everywhere from the And now
we must return along the splendid roof, to which they are attached by a number of deli- succession of hall and corridor, into daylight. The cate silver icicles, which, when lighted up, have the sun gleams brightly enough upon herb and leaf, prettiest and most magical effect.
upon rock and downland, but it meets with no
such glittering response
our homely candles multitudes throng the streets, and where neither foot have been evoking from stalactite and spar. This of man nor beast has ever left imprint on the broilpoor dull earth of ours cannot stand comparison ing sand, there sprouts the wonderful Anastatica with fairyland! Ah, who to see the rugged face of hierochuntica. When summer has fairly set in, and that bluff old Yorkshire mountain, would dream of the flowering shrubs have ceased to blossom-about rich heart-chambers that lie in Ingleborough Within ? the same season of the year that Mr Bull and his
family are meditating a month's trip to the seaA MIGRATORY ROSE.
side for fresh breezes and sca-bathing, when the
whole house is turned topsy-turvy in the pleasurable STRANGE as the heading of this paper may appear to excitement of packing for the month's holiday-the the reader, the flower is nevertheless an entity-a Rose of Jericho begins to shew symptoms of a migrathing that exists, and may be handled; a plant almost tory disposition also. How astonished Mr Brown as regular as the swallow in its fittings to and fro; would be if his gardener rushed in with the startling one that travels many miles annually; and, what is intelligence that some favourite rose-bush or other more, a fashionable one-resorting to the sea-side plant in the garden had evinced sudden signs of during the hottest season, to indulge in a swim among restlessness, and, after a few preliminary efforts, had the cool billows of the Mediterranean. The name of quietly taken itself off for the season! this remarkable vegetable phenomenon is Anastatica Hadji Ismail, the Bedouin camel-driver, who hierochuntica among the botanists; the Rose of Jericho witnesses this phenomenon annually, encountering with the unlearned.
scores of migratory Anastatica hierochuntica, simply Very many superstitions are connected with this pauses to stroke his prolific beard and fresh charge extraordinary plant in the minds of Bedouins and his pipe, while he pours into the eager ears of some other Arab tribes. The ancients attributed miracu- untravelled novice legends about this wonderful rose lous virtues to the Rose of Jericho. Dispensing with -legends replete with fairy romance, in which almost the notions of both, however, there remains to us invariably a certain unmentionable gentleman comes quite a sufficient charm about this apparently insig in for a volley of invectives, as being the instigator nificant shrub, which seldom attains six inches in of this mysterious freak of nature. height, to apologise for introducing the subject to The first symptom the Rose of Jericho gives of an our readers.
approaching tour is the shedding of all her leaves; To behold this little rose, it is not necessary to the branches then collapse, apparently wither, and tell you to go to Jericho;' no such uncompli- roll themselves firmly into the shape of a ball. Like mentary journey is required. In the arid wastes of the fairies that travelled in nut-shells, this plant Egypt, by the borders of the Gaza desert, in Arabia's ensconces itself in its own framework of a convenient wilderness of sands, on the roofs of houses and shape, size, and weight for undertaking the necessary among rubbish in Syria, abundant specimens are to journey. Not long has the flower assumed this shape be met with. But, like many other things of insig- when strong land-breezes sweep over the land, blow. nificant exterior, few pause to look upon or handle ing hot and fiercely towards the ocean. In their this wayside shrub, which nevertheless carries with onward course, these land-winds uproot and carry it a lesson and a moral.
with them the bulbs or framework of our rose; and, By the laws of germination, there are, we are told, once uprooted, these are tossed and blown over many these three things necessary for a plant-humidity, and many a dreary mile of desert sand, till they are heat, and oxygenised air. The first of them is indis- finally whirled up into the air, and swept over the pensable, inasmuch as without it the grain or seed coast into the ocean. would not swell, and without swelling, could not burst Soon after the little plant comes into contact with its shell or skin; and heat, in union with water, the water, it unpacks again, unfolds itself, expands brings various gases to young plants-especially its branches, and expels its seeds from the seedoxygen-which are necessary for its existence. vessels. Then, I presume, the mother-plant finishes
With these facts before us, and a knowledge that her career, or is stranded a wreck upon the sea-beach. rain seldom falls in most places where the Rose of However this may be, it secms evident that the Jericho thrives, how are we to account for the extra- seeds, after having been thoroughly saturated with ordinary circumstance of this plant being periodically water, are brought back by the waves, and cast high abundant and flowering at precisely the same season and dry upon the beach. When the westerly winds year after year, when, by the acknowledged laws of set in with violence from the sea, they carry these germination, there has been that succour wanting seeds back with them, scattering them far and wide which is indispensable to propagate vegetation ? Now over the desert, and among inhabited lands; and so appears the most remarkable and most direct inter- surely as the spring-time comes round will the desoposition of nature for her offspring-an interposition late borders of the desert be enlivened by the tiny little short of miraculous, and, indeed, apparently so blossoms of the Rose of Jericho. fabulous as to be unworthy of record. But the fact has been established beyond doubt that, for its own purposes, this little plant performs annual journeys
O G E O LA:
CHAPTER LXXVI.-FALSE ALARM.
The significant phrase at once put a period to my In the height of spring, when nature casts her reflections. Believing the savages to be in sight, I brilliant vesture, set with flowers and flowerets of a spurred towards the front. Suddenly and simulhundred varied hues, over the fertile valleys and hills taneously the horsemen had drawn bridle and halted. of Syria and part of Palestine; when every breeze A few who had been straggling from the path now is laden with rich incense from orange groves or hurried up and ranged themselves closer to the main honeysuckle dells, then unheeded, amidst the rich body, as if for protection. Others who had been riding profusion of vegetation, or isolated amid the desert carelessly in the advance were seen galloping back. sands, blossoms the tiny Rose of Jericho. On It was from these last the cry of Indyens' had come, house-tops, where the sun's fierce rays rend crevices and several of them still continued to repeat it. -on dust-heaps, where half-starved wretched curs Indyuns?' cried Hickman, interrogatively, and prowl and dig for food or a resting-place-where with an air of incredulity; whar did ye see 'em?'
*Yonder,' responded one of the retreating horsemen bered as they were with their black captives, whose - in yon clump o'live-oaks. It's full o'them.' large tracks—here and there distinctly perceptible
I'll be dog.goned if I b'lieve it,' rejoined the old shewed that they were marching afoot. Of course hunter with a contemptuous toss of the head. “I'll their captors would be detained in getting these lay a plug o' Jeemes's river, it war stumps you seed! forward; and in this lay chances of overtaking Indyuns don't slew 'emselves in timmer like this them. hyar-specially to sech verdunts as you. Y’ull hear There were but few who feared for the result, 'em afore you see 'em, I kalklate.'
should we be able to come up with the enemy. The * But we heard them,' replied one; "we heard them white men were full of wrath and revenge; and this calling out to one another.
precluded all thoughts of fear. Besides, we could tell Bah!' exclaimed the hunter; 'y'ull hear 'em by their trail that the Indians scarcely outnumbered us. diff'rent from that, I guess, when you gits near Not above fifty appeared to constitute the band. No enough. It 'll be the crackin' o' thar rifles y'ull hear doubt they were able warriors, and our equals man to first. Dog-gone the Indyun 's thar. 'Twar a coon or man; but those who had volunteered to assist me a catbird ye've heern screamin'. I know'd ye'd make were also of the true grit'-the best men of the a scamper the fust thing as flittered afore ye. settlement for such a purpose. No one talked of
*Stay whar yez are now,' continued he, in a tone going back; all declared their readiness to follow the of authority-jest stay whar yez are a bit.'
murderers even to the heart of the Indian territory, So saying, he slipped down from his saddle, and even into the cove' itself. commenced hitching his bridle to a branch.
The devotion of these men cheered me; and I rode
A 'SPLIT TRAIL.'
ward as fast as our guides could lead us, we followed The rest of the party, now gathered closely together, the trail for ten miles. We had hoped to find sat still in their saddles to await the result.
revenge at half the distance. There was but slight trial of our patience; for the The Indians either knew that we were after them, two pioneers were scarcely out of sight, when we or, with their wonted craft, were marching rapidly, heard their voices ringing together in loud peals of under suspicion of pursuit. After the committal laughter.
of such horrid atrocities, it was natural for them This encouraged us to advance. Where there was to suppose they should be pursued. so much merriment, there could be but little danger; Evidently they were progressing as fast as weand without waiting for the return of the scouts, we though not faster. rode forward, directing our course by their continued Though the sun was broiling hot, sap still oozed cachinnations.
from the boughis they had accidentally broken-the An opening brought both of them in view. Weather- mud turned up by their horses' hoofs, as the guides ford was gazing downward, as if examining some expressed it, had not yet 'crusted over, and the tracks; while Hickman, who saw us coming up, crushed herbage was wet with its own sap, and still stood with extended arm pointing to some straggling procumbent. woods that lay beyond.
Jest half a hour ahead,' remarked old Hickman, We cast our eyes in the direction indicated : we as he rose erect after examining the tracks for the observed a number of half-wild horned cattle, that, twentieth time-jest half a hour--dog darn 'em! I startled by the trampling of our troop, were scamper- never know'd red-skins to travel so fast afore. Thar ing off through the woods.
a streakin' it like a gang o' scared bucks, an' jest Now!' cried the hunter triumphantly, thar's 'bout now thar clouts are in a putty consid’able yur Indyuns! Ain't they a savage consarn ? Ha, sweat, an' some o' thar duds is stannin' at an angle o' ha, ha!'
forty-five, I reckon.' Every one joined in the laugh, except those who A peal of laughter was the reply to this sally had given the false alarm.
of the guide. I know'd thar war no Indyuns,' continued the alligator-hunter, that ain't the way they 'll make rupting the laughter by an earnest wave of his hand. thar appearance. Y'ull hear 'em afore you sees 'em : By Jeroozalim, th’ull hear ye; an' if they do, an' jest one word o' device to you greenhorns, as don't th’ull be some o' us 'ithout scalps afore sundown. know a red Indyun from a red cow: let someb'dy, as For your lives, keep still as mice-not a word, or we'll diz know, go in the devance, an' the rest o’ye keep be heern: thar as sharp-eared as thar own wolf-dogs; well thegither; or I'll stake high on't thet some o' an' darn me if I b’lieve thar more 'n half a mile ahead yez
'll sleep the night 'ithout har on yur heads.' o us.' All acknowledged that Hickman's advice was sage The guide once more bent himself over the trail; and sound. The hint was taken ; and leaving the and after a short reconnaissance of the tracks, repeated two hunters henceforth to lead the pursuit, the rest his last words with more emphasis. drew more closely together, and followed them along "No, by —! not more'n half a mile. Hush, boys; the trail.
keep as quiet as 'possums, an' I promise ye we'll tree It was evident the marauders could not be far the varmints in less 'n a hour. Hush!' in advance of us; this we knew from the hour at Obedient to the injunctions, we rode forward, as which they had been seen retreating from the settle- silently as it was possible for us to proceed on horse
After my arrival on the plantation, no time back. had been lost-only ten minutes spent in prepara- We strove to guide our horses along the softer tions—and altogether there was scarcely an hour's borders of the path, to prevent the thumping of their difference between the times of our starting. The hoofs. No one spoke above a whisper; and even fresh trail confirmed the fact—they could not be a then there was but little conversation, as each was league ahead of us, unless they had ridden faster than earnestly gazing forward, expecting every instant to we; but that would have been impossible, encum- see the bronzed savages moving before us.
he Not so loud, fellers—not so loud," said he inter
In this way we proceeded for another half mile, -the routes they had taken across
the grassy without seeing aught of the enemy except their tracks. meadow were as numerous as their horses. As the
A new object, however, now came in view the clear hunters worded it, the trail ‘war split up into fity sky shining through the trunks of the trees. We pieces.' They had ascertained this by crawling out were all woodsmen enough to know that this indicated among the long grass, and noting the tracks. an 'opening' in the forest.
One in particular had occupied their attentioa: Most of my companions expressed pleasure at the it was not made by the hoof-prints of horses, though sight. We had now been riding a long way through some of these appeared alongside it, but by the feet of the sombre woods, our path often obstructed by men. They were naked feet; and a superficial observer llianes and fallen logs, so that a slow pace had been might have fancied that but one pair of them had unavoidable. They believed that in the open ground passed over the ground. The skilled trackers, horwe should move faster, and have a better chance of ever, knew this to be a ruse. The prints were large, sighting the pursued.
and mis-shapen, and too deeply indented in the soil Some of the older hands, and especially the two to have been produced by a single individual. The guides, were affected differently by the new appear-long heel, and scarcely concave instep—the huge balls, ance. Hickman at once gave expression to his and broad prints of the toes, were all signs that the chagrin.
hunters easily understood. They knew that it was Cuss the clarin,' he exclaimed; ‘it are a savanner, the trail of the negro captives, who, doubtless, had an' a big un too. Dog-gone the thing, it 'll spoil all.' proceeded thus by the direction of their guards. How?' I inquired.
This unexpected ruse on the part of the retreating • Ye see, Geordy, if thar a'ready acrosst it, they 'll savages created chagrin as well as astonishment. For leave one on tother side to watch—they'll be sartin the moment, all felt outwitted; we believed that the to do that, whether they know we're arter 'em or not. enemy was lost; we should be cheated of our revenge. Wal, what follers ? We kin no more cross 'ithout Some men talked of the idleness of carrying the bein' seen, than a carryvan o' kaymels. An' what pursuit further ; a few counselled us to go back; follers that? Once they've sighted us, in coorse and it became necessary to appeal to their hatred they 'll know how to git out o our way. Judgin' for the savage foe- with most of them a hereditary from the time we've been a travellin-hey! it's passion-once more to invoke their vengeance. durned near sundown !-I reckon we must be clost to At this crisis, old Hickman cheered the men with thar big swamp. If they spy us a comin' arter, fresh hope. I was glad to hear him speak. they 'll make strait custrut for thar, and then I know “We can't get at 'em to-night, boys,' said he, after what they 'll do.'
much talk had been spent; we dasent a cross over • What?'
this hyar clarin' by daylight, an' it 's too big to gió They'll scatter thar; an'ef they do, we mought as roun' it. It ’ud take a twenty-mile ride to circumwell go sarchin' for birds' nests in snow-time.' vent the durned thing. Ne'er a mind! Let us halt What should we do?'
hyar till the dark comes on. Then we kin steal 'It are best for the hul o'ye to stop here a bit. across; an' if me an' Jim Weatherford don't scare up Me an' Jim Weatherford 'll steal forrad to the edge thar trail on the tother side, then this child never o'the timmer, an' see if they've got acrosst the ate allygator. I know they ill come thegither agin, savanner yet. Ef they are, then we must make roun' an' we 'll be like enough to find the durned varmints it the best way we kin, an' take up thar trail on camped somewhar in a clump. Not seein' us arter the tother side. Thar's no other chance. If we're 'em any more, they 'll be feelin' as safe as a bar in a seen crossin' the open groun', we may jest as well bee-tree-an' that 's jest the time to take 'em.' turn tail to 'em, an' take the back-track home again.' All appeared to agree to the proposal of the hunter.
To the counsels of the alligator-hunter there was It was adopted as a plan; and, dismounting from our no dissenting voice : all acknowledged their wisdom, jaded horses, we awaited the setting of the sun. and he was left to carry out his design without opposition.
He and his companion, once more dismounted from their horses; and, leaving us halted among the trees, advanced stealthily towards the edge of the I now suffered the very acme of misery. While opening.
riding in hot haste along the trail, there was an It was a considerable time before they came back ; excitement, almost continuous, that precluded the and the other men were growing impatient. Many possibility of intense reflection, and kept my mind believed we were only losing time by this tardy from dwelling too minutely upon the calamity that reconnaissance, and the Indians would be getting had befallen me. The prospect of retribution, aye further away. Some advised that the pursuit should appearing near at hand-at every step nearer-all be continued at once, and that seen or not, we ought but cancelled my emotions of grief; and motion to ride directly along the trail.
itself-knowing it to be forward, and towards the However consonant with my own feelings-burning object of vengeance-had a certain effect in soothing as I was for a conflict with the hated foe-I knew it my troubled soul. would not be a prudent course to pursue. The guides Now that the pursuit was suspended, and I was free were right.
to reflect on the events of the morning, my soul was These returned at length, and delivered their plunged into the deepest misery. My fancy distressed report. There was a savanna, and the Indians had me with dire images. Before me appeared the corpse crossed it. They had got into the timber on its of my murdered mother-her arms outstretched, waropposite side, and neither man nor horse was to be ing me on to vengeance. My sister, too, wan, tearful, seen. They could scarcely have been out of sight dishevelled ! before the guides arrived upon its nearer edge, and No wonder that, with painful impatience, I awaited Hickman averred he had seen the tail of a horse the going down of the sun; I thought I had never disappearing among the bushes.
seen that grand orb sink so slowly. The delay During their absence, the cunning trackers had tortured me almost to distraction. learned more. From the sign, they had gathered The sun's disc was blood-red, from a thick haze another important fact—that there was no longer a that hung over the woods. The heavens appeared trail for us to follow!
lowering and angry; they had the hue of my own On entering the savanna, the Indians had scattered spirit.
CROSSIXG THE SAVANSA,
GROPING AMONG THE TIMBER.
At length there came twilight. Short it was--as no other mode of march could be adopted. Our party is usual in southern latitudes--though, on that eve, was thus strung out into a long line, here and there to me it appeared long and tardy in passing away. curving with the sinuosities of the path, and gliding
Darkness followed; and once more springing to our like some monstrous serpent among the trees.
Emerging from the timber, we rode out upon the
Silently, as spectres, we marched over the open tell north and south by the 'feel' of the bark; and
with an exclamation that betokened surprise.
wi''em? The bark 's all peeled off, an' thar as dry
the leaves, an' see how they looks.'
• Ugh!' continued he, crushing the needles between
ere pond than the greenest greenhorn among ye.'
Hitherto trusting that the skill of the hunters would
elapsed: all 's not lost that's in danger. If I ain't
were permitted to pass freely through the ‘kin you find the water? Gee up! ole beeswax, an'
instincts of the dumb brute.
alleged that he smelt' it, and the latter knew this