FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   61   62   63   64   65   66   67   68   69   70   71   72   73   74   75   76   77   78  
79   80   81   82   83   84   85   86   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   98   99   100   101   102   103   >>   >|  
I ever again face those who had read the terrible narrative of the priest's letter, and before whom I could only present myself as a cheat and impostor? "No," thought I, "my destiny points onward,--and to Blondel; nothing shall turn me from my path." Less than an hour's walking brought me to the town, of which I had but time to learn the name,--New Ross. I left it in a small steamer for Waterford, a little vessel in correspondence with the mail packet for Milford, and which I learned would sail that evening at nine. The same night saw me seated on the deck, bound for England. On the deck, I say, for I had need to husband my resources, and travel with every imaginable economy, not only because my resources were small in themselves, but that, having left all that I possessed of clothes and baggage at the Rosary, I should be obliged to acquire a complete outfit on reaching England. It was a calm night, with a starry sky and a tranquil sea; and, when the cabin passengers had gone down to their berths, the captain did not oppose my stealing "aft" to the quarter-deck, where I could separate myself from the somewhat riotous company of the harvest laborers that thronged the forepart of the vessel. He saw, with that instinct a sailor is eminently gifted with, that I was not of that class by which I was surrounded, and with a ready courtesy he admitted me to the privilege of isolation. "You are going to enlist, I 'll be bound," said he, as he passed me in his short deck walk. "Ain't I right?" "No," said I; "I'm going to seek my fortune." "Seek your fortune!" he repeated, with a slighting sort of laugh. "One used to read about fellows doing that in story books when a child, but it's rather strange to hear of it nowadays." "And may I presume to ask why should it be more strange now than formerly? Is not the world pretty much what it used to be? Is not the drama of life the same stock piece our forefathers played ages ago? Are not the actors and the actresses made up of the precise materials their ancestors were? Can you tell me of a new sentiment, a new emotion, or even a new crime? Why, therefore, should there be a seeming incongruity in reviving any feature of the past?" "Just because it won't do, my good friend," said he, bluntly. "If the law catches a fellow lounging about the world in these times, it takes him up for a vagabond." "And what can be finer, grander, or freer than a vagabond?" I cried, with e
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   54   55   56   57   58   59   60   61   62   63   64   65   66   67   68   69   70   71   72   73   74   75   76   77   78  
79   80   81   82   83   84   85   86   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   98   99   100   101   102   103   >>   >|  



Top keywords:
strange
 

vagabond

 

vessel

 
resources
 

England

 

fortune

 

isolation

 

pretty

 

repeated

 

nowadays


fellows

 
enlist
 

presume

 
passed
 
slighting
 

actresses

 

friend

 

bluntly

 

reviving

 

feature


catches

 

fellow

 

grander

 

lounging

 

incongruity

 
actors
 

privilege

 

played

 

forefathers

 

precise


materials

 

emotion

 
sentiment
 

ancestors

 

stealing

 

Waterford

 

steamer

 

correspondence

 

brought

 

packet


Milford
 
seated
 

husband

 

learned

 

evening

 
walking
 

letter

 
priest
 
present
 

narrative