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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Queen of the Pirate Isle, by Bret Harte
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+Title: The Queen of the Pirate Isle
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+Author: Bret Harte
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+Illustrator: Kate Greenaway
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+Release Date: November 27, 2005 [EBook #17168]
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+THE QUEEN
+
+OF THE
+
+PIRATE ISLE
+
+
+BY
+
+BRET HARTE
+
+
+ILLUSTRATED BY
+
+KATE GREENAWAY
+
+
+A FACSIMILE FROM THE ORIGINAL PUBLICATION OF 1885
+
+[Illustration]
+
+UNIVERSAL BOOKS LTD, LONDON, ENGLAND
+
+Harte, Bret, 1836-1902.
+
+ISBN 0 86441 018 2.
+
+
+LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
+ PAGE
+
+MRS SMITH 7
+
+POLLY 10
+
+BEGGAR CHILD 12
+
+SCHOOL MISTRESS 12
+
+INDIAN MAIDEN 13
+
+PROUD LADY 14
+
+CHINESE JUNK 15
+
+SWIMMING FOR HIS LIFE 16
+
+A TENT 17
+
+CAPTURE OF MERCHANTMAN 18
+
+AT SUPPER 20
+
+POLLY IN THE BRANCHES 23
+
+PATSEY 25
+
+SLUMGULLION 28
+
+EACH OTHER'S HANDS 30
+
+EDGE OF CLIFF 31
+
+SLIDING DOWN HILL 32
+
+PIG TAIL ROPE 34
+
+FIREWORKS IN CAVE 37
+
+LADY MARY'S HAIR GONE 39
+
+INVISIBLE MEDICINE 42
+
+CLAD IN DEEPEST MOURNING 44
+
+BROTHER STEP-AND-FETCH-IT 48
+
+WAN LEE 54
+
+NOT ALWAYS PIRATES 56
+
+POLLY BROUGHT HOME 58
+
+ASLEEP WITH DOLL 60
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE QUEEN OF THE PIRATE ISLE.
+
+
+I first knew her as the Queen of the Pirate Isle. To the best of my
+recollection she had no reasonable right to that title. She was only
+nine years old, inclined to plumpness and good humour, deprecated
+violence and had never been to sea. Need it be added that she did
+_not_ live in an island and that her name was "Polly."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Perhaps I ought to explain that she had already known other
+experiences of a purely imaginative character. Part of her existence
+had been passed as a Beggar Child--solely indicated by a shawl
+tightly folded round her shoulders and chills,--as a Schoolmistress,
+unnecessarily severe; as a Preacher, singularly personal in his
+remarks, and once, after reading one of Cooper's novels, as an
+Indian Maiden. This was, I believe, the only instance when she had
+borrowed from another's fiction. Most of the characters that she
+assumed for days and sometimes weeks at a time were purely original
+in conception; some so much so as to be vague to the general
+understanding. I remember that her personation of a certain Mrs.
+Smith, whose individuality was supposed to be sufficiently
+represented by a sun-bonnet worn wrong side before and a weekly
+addition to her family, was never perfectly appreciated by her own
+circle although she lived the character for a month. Another
+creation known as "The Proud Lady"--a being whose excessive and
+unreasonable haughtiness was so pronounced as to give her features
+the expression of extreme nausea, caused her mother so much alarm
+that it had to be abandoned. This was easily effected. The Proud
+Lady was understood to have died. Indeed, most of Polly's
+impersonations were got rid of in this way, although it by no means
+prevented their subsequent reappearance. "I thought Mrs. Smith was
+dead," remonstrated her mother at the posthumous appearance of that
+lady with a new infant. "She was buried alive and kem to!" said
+Polly with a melancholy air. Fortunately, the representation of a
+resuscitated person required such extraordinary acting, and was,
+through some uncertainty of conception, so closely allied in facial
+expression to the Proud Lady, that Mrs. Smith was resuscitated only
+for a day.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The origin of the title of the Queen of the Pirate Isle, may be
+briefly stated as follows:--
+
+An hour after luncheon, one day, Polly, Hickory Hunt, her cousin,
+and Wan Lee, a Chinese page, were crossing the nursery floor in a
+Chinese junk. The sea was calm and the sky cloudless. Any change in
+the weather was as unexpected as it is in books. Suddenly a West
+Indian Hurricane, purely local in character and unfelt anywhere
+else, struck Master Hickory and threw him overboard, whence, wildly
+swimming for his life and carrying Polly on his back, he eventually
+reached a Desert Island in the closet. Here the rescued party put up
+a tent made of a table cloth providentially snatched from the raging
+billows, and from two o'clock until four, passed six weeks on the
+island supported only by a piece of candle, a box of matches, and
+two peppermint lozenges. It was at this time that it became
+necessary to account for Polly's existence among them, and this was
+only effected by an alarming sacrifice of their morality; Hickory
+and Wan Lee instantly became _Pirates_, and at once elected Polly as
+their Queen. The royal duties, which seemed to be purely maternal,
+consisted in putting the Pirates to bed after a day of rapine and
+bloodshed, and in feeding them with liquorice water through a quill
+in a small bottle. Limited as her functions were, Polly performed
+them with inimitable gravity and unquestioned sincerity. Even when
+her companions sometimes hesitated from actual hunger or fatigue and
+forgot their guilty part, she never faltered. It was her _real_
+existence--her other life of being washed, dressed, and put to bed
+at certain hours by her mother was the _illusion_.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Doubt and scepticism came at last,--and came from Wan Lee! Wan Lee
+of all creatures! Wan Lee, whose silent, stolid, mechanical
+performance of a Pirate's duties--a perfect imitation like all his
+household work--had been their one delight and fascination!
+
+It was just after the exciting capture of a merchantman with the
+indiscriminate slaughter of all on board--a spectacle on which the
+round blue eyes of the plump Polly had gazed with royal and maternal
+tolerance, and they were burying the booty--two table spoons and a
+thimble in the corner of the closet, when Wan Lee stolidly rose.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Melican boy pleenty foolee! Melican boy no Pilat!" said the little
+Chinaman, substituting "l's" for "r's" after his usual fashion.
+
+"Wotcher say?" said Hickory, reddening with sudden confusion.
+
+"Melican boy's papa heap lickee him--spose him leal Pilat,"
+continued Wan Lee, doggedly. "Melican boy Pilat _inside_ housee;
+Chinee boy Pilat _outside_ housee. First chop Pilat."
+
+Staggered by this humiliating statement, Hickory recovered himself
+in character. "Ah! Ho!" he shrieked, dancing wildly on one leg,
+"Mutiny and Splordinashun! Way with him to the yard arm."
+
+"Yald alm--heap foolee! Allee same clothes hoss for washee washee."
+
+It was here necessary for the Pirate Queen to assert her authority,
+which, as I have before stated was somewhat confusingly maternal.
+"Go to bed instantly without your supper," she said, seriously.
+"Really, I never saw such bad pirates. Say your prayers, and see
+that you're up early to church to-morrow." It should be explained
+that in deference to Polly's proficiency as a preacher, and probably
+as a relief to their uneasy consciences, Divine Service had always
+been held on the Island. But Wan Lee continued:--
+
+"Me no shabbee Pilat _inside_ housee; me shabbee Pilat _outside_
+housee. Spose you lun away longside Chinee boy--Chinee boy makee you
+Pilat."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Hickory softly scratched his leg while a broad, bashful smile,
+almost closed his small eyes. "Wot!" he asked.
+
+"Mebbee you too frightened to lun away. Melican boy's papa heap
+lickee."
+
+This last infamous suggestion fired the corsair's blood. "Dy'ar
+think we daresent," said Hickory, desperately, but with an uneasy
+glance at Polly. "I'll show yer to-morrow."
+
+The entrance of Polly's mother at this moment put an end to Polly's
+authority and dispersed the pirate band, but left Wan Lee's proposal
+and Hickory's rash acceptance ringing in the ears of the Pirate
+Queen. That evening she was unusually silent. She would have taken
+Bridget, her nurse, into her confidence, but this would have
+involved a long explanation of her own feelings, from which, like
+all imaginative children, she shrank. She, however, made preparation
+for the proposed flight by settling in her mind which of her two
+dolls she would take. A wooden creature with easy going knees and
+moveable hair seemed to be more fit for hard service and any
+indiscriminate scalping that might turn up hereafter. At supper, she
+timidly asked a question of Bridget. "Did ye ever hear the loikes uv
+that, Ma'am," said the Irish handmaid with affectionate pride,
+"Shure the darlint's head is filled noight and day with ancient
+history. She's after asking me now if Queen's ever run away!" To
+Polly's remorseful confusion here her good father equally proud of
+her precocious interest and his own knowledge, at once interfered
+with an unintelligible account of the abdication of various Queens
+in history until Polly's head ached again. Well meant as it was, it
+only settled in the child's mind that she must keep the awful secret
+to herself and that no one could understand her.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The eventful day dawned without any unusual sign of importance. It
+was one of the cloudless summer days of the Californian foot hills,
+bright, dry, and as the morning advanced, hot in the white sunshine.
+The actual, prosaic house in which the Pirates apparently lived, was
+a mile from a mining settlement on a beautiful ridge of pine woods
+sloping gently towards a valley on the one side, and on the other
+falling abruptly into a dark deep olive gulf of pine trees, rocks,
+and patches of red soil. Beautiful as the slope was, looking over to
+the distant snow peaks which seemed to be in another world than
+theirs, the children found a greater attraction in the fascinating
+depths of a mysterious gulf, or "canon," as it was called, whose
+very name filled their ears with a weird music. To creep to the edge
+of the cliff, to sit upon the brown branches of some fallen pine,
+and putting aside the dried tassels to look down upon the backs of
+wheeling hawks that seemed to hang in mid-air was a never failing
+delight. Here Polly would try to trace the winding red ribbon of
+road that was continually losing itself among the dense pines of the
+opposite mountains; here she would listen to the far off strokes of
+a woodman's axe, or the rattle of some heavy waggon, miles away,
+crossing the pebbles of a dried up water course. Here, too, the
+prevailing colours of the mountains, red and white and green, most
+showed themselves. There were no frowning rocks to depress the
+children's fancy, but everywhere along the ridge pure white quartz
+bared itself through the red earth like smiling teeth, the very
+pebbles they played with were streaked with shining mica like bits
+of looking-glass. The distance was always green and summer-like, but
+the colour they most loved, and which was most familiar to them, was
+the dark red of the ground beneath their feet everywhere. It showed
+itself in the roadside bushes; its red dust pervaded the leaves of
+the overhanging laurel, it coloured their shoes and pinafores; I am
+afraid it was often seen in Indian like patches on their faces and
+hands. That it may have often given a sanguinary tone to their
+fancies, I have every reason to believe.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+It was on this ridge that the three children gathered at ten o'clock
+that morning. An earlier flight had been impossible on account of
+Wan Lee being obliged to perform his regular duty of blacking the
+shoes of Polly and Hickory before breakfast,--a menial act which in
+the pure Republic of childhood was never thought inconsistent with
+the loftiest piratical ambition. On the ridge they met one "Patsey,"
+the son of a neighbour, sun burned, broad-brimmed hatted, red
+handed, like themselves. As there were afterwards some doubts
+expressed whether he joined the Pirates of his own free will, or
+was captured by them, I endeavour to give the colloquy exactly as it
+occurred:--
+
+_Patsey._ "Hallo, fellers."
+
+_The Pirates._ "Hello!"
+
+_Patsey._ "Goin' to hunt bars? Dad seed a lot o' tracks at sun up."
+
+_The Pirates_ (hesitating). "No--o--"
+
+_Patsey._ "I am; know where I kin get a six-shooter."
+
+_The Pirates_ (almost ready to abandon piracy for bear hunting, but
+preserving their dignity). "Can't! We've runn'd away for real
+pirates."
+
+_Patsey._ "Not for good!"
+
+_The Queen_ (interposing with sad dignity and real tears in her
+round blue eyes). "Yes!" (slowly and shaking her head). "Can't go
+back again. Never! Never! Never! The--the--eye is cast!"
+
+_Patsey_ (bursting with excitement). "No'o! Sho'o! Wanter know."
+
+_The Pirates_ (a little frightened themselves, but tremulous with
+gratified vanity). "The Perleese is on our track!"
+
+_Patsey._ "Lemme go with yer!"
+
+_Hickory._ "Wot'll yer giv?"
+
+_Patsey._ "Pistol and er bananer."
+
+_Hickory_ (with judicious prudence). "Let's see 'em."
+
+Patsey was off like a shot; his bare little red feet trembling under
+him. In a few minutes he returned with an old fashioned revolver
+known as one of "Allen's pepper boxes" and a large banana. He was at
+once enrolled and the banana eaten.
+
+As yet they had resolved on no definite nefarious plan. Hickory
+looking down at Patsey's bare feet instantly took off his own shoes.
+The bold act sent a thrill through his companions. Wan Lee took off
+his cloth leggings, Polly removed her shoes and stockings, but with
+royal foresight, tied them up in her handkerchief. The last link
+between them and civilization was broken.
+
+"Let's go to the Slumgullion."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Slumgullion" was the name given by the miners to a certain soft,
+half-liquid mud, formed of the water and finely powdered earth that
+was carried off by the sluice boxes during gold washing, and
+eventually collected in a broad pool or lagoon before the outlet.
+There was a pool of this kind a quarter of a mile away, where there
+were "diggings" worked by Patsey's father, and thither they
+proceeded along the ridge in single file. When it was reached they
+solemnly began to wade in its viscid paint-like shallows. Possibly
+its unctuousness was pleasant to the touch; possibly there was a
+fascination in the fact that their parents had forbidden them to go
+near it, but probably the principal object of this performance was
+to produce a thick coating of mud on the feet and ankles, which,
+when dried in the sun, was supposed to harden the skin and render
+their shoes superfluous. It was also felt to be the first real step
+towards independence; they looked down at their ensanguined
+extremities and recognized the impossibility of their ever again
+crossing (unwashed) the family threshold.
+
+Then they again hesitated. There was a manifest need of some well
+defined piratical purpose. The last act was reckless and
+irretrievable, but it was vague. They gazed at each other. There was
+a stolid look of resigned and superior tolerance in Wan Lee's eyes.
+Polly's glance wandered down the side of the slope to the distant
+little tunnels or openings made by the miners who were at work in
+the bowels of the mountain. "I'd like to go into one of them funny
+holes," she said to herself, half aloud.
+
+Wan Lee suddenly began to blink his eyes with unwonted excitement.
+"Catchee tunnel--heap gold," he said, quickly. "When manee come
+outside to catchee dinner--Pilats go inside catchee tunnel! Shabbee!
+Pilats catchee gold allee samee Melican man!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"And take perseshiun," said Hickory.
+
+"And hoist the Pirate flag," said Patsey.
+
+"And build a fire, and cook, and have a family," said Polly.
+
+The idea was fascinating to the point of being irresistible. The
+eyes of the four children became rounder and rounder. They seized
+each other's hands and swung them backwards and forwards,
+occasionally lifting their legs in a solemn rhythmic movement known
+only to childhood.
+
+"Its orful far off!" said Patsey, with a sudden look of dark
+importance. "Pap sez its free miles on the road. Take all day ter
+get there."
+
+The bright faces were overcast.
+
+"Less go down er slide!" said Hickory, boldly.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+They approached the edge of the cliff. The "slide" was simply a
+sharp incline zigzagging down the side of the mountain used for
+sliding goods and provisions from the summit to the tunnel men at
+the different openings below. The continual traffic had gradually
+worn a shallow gulley half filled with earth and gravel into the
+face of the mountain which checked the momentum of the goods in
+their downward passage, but afforded no foothold for a pedestrian.
+No one had ever been known to descend a slide. That feat was
+evidently reserved for the Pirate band. They approached the edge of
+the slide hand in hand, hesitated--and the next moment disappeared!
+
+[Illustration]
+
+ * * * * *
+
+Five minutes later the tunnel men of the Excelsior mine, a mile
+below, taking their luncheon on the rude platform of _debris_ before
+their tunnel, were suddenly driven to shelter in the tunnel from an
+apparent rain of stones, and rocks, and pebbles, from the cliffs
+above. Looking up, they were startled at seeing four round objects
+revolving and bounding in the dust of the slide, which eventually
+resolved themselves into three boys and a girl. For a moment the
+good men held their breath in helpless terror. Twice, one of the
+children, had struck the outer edge of the bank and displaced stones
+that shot a thousand feet down into the dizzy depths of the valley!
+and now, one of them, the girl, had actually rolled out of the slide
+and was hanging over the chasm supported only by a clump of chimasal
+to which she clung!
+
+"Hang on by your eyelids, Sis! but don't stir for Heaven's sake!"
+shouted one of the men, as two others started on a hopeless ascent
+of the cliff above them.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+But a light childish laugh from the clinging little figure seemed to
+mock them! Then two small heads appeared at the edge of the slide;
+then a diminutive figure whose feet were apparently held by some
+invisible companion, was shoved over the brink and stretched its
+tiny arms towards the girl. But in vain, the distance was too great.
+Another laugh of intense youthful enjoyment followed the failure,
+and a new insecurity was added to the situation by the unsteady
+hands and shoulders of the relieving party who were apparently
+shaking with laughter. Then the extended figure was seen to detach
+what looked like a small black rope from its shoulders and throw it
+to the girl. There was another little giggle. The faces of the men
+below paled in terror. Then Polly--for it was she--hanging to the
+long pig-tail of Wan Lee, was drawn with fits of laughter back in
+safety to the slide. Their childish treble of appreciation was
+answered by a ringing cheer from below.
+
+"Darned ef I ever want to cut off a Chinaman's pig-tail again,
+boys," said one of the tunnel men as he went back to dinner.
+
+Meantime the children had reached the goal and stood before the
+opening of one of the tunnels. Then these four heroes who had looked
+with cheerful levity on the deadly peril of their descent became
+suddenly frightened at the mysterious darkness of the cavern and
+turned pale at its threshold.
+
+"Mebbee a wicked Joss backside holee, He catchee Pilats," said Wan
+Lee, gravely.
+
+Hickory began to whimper, Patsey drew back, Polly alone stood her
+ground, albeit with a trembling lip.
+
+"Let's say our prayers and frighten it away," she said, stoutly.
+
+"No! No!" said Wan Lee, with sudden alarm. "No frighten Spillits!
+You waitee! Chinee boy he talkee Spillit not to frighten you."[A]
+
+[Footnote A: The Chinese pray devoutly to the Evil Spirits _not_ to
+injure them.]
+
+Tucking his hands under his blue blouse, Wan Lee suddenly produced
+from some mysterious recess of his clothing a quantity of red paper
+slips which he scattered at the entrance of the cavern. Then drawing
+from the same inexhaustible receptacle certain squibs or fireworks,
+he let them off and threw them into the opening. There they went off
+with a slight fizz and splutter, a momentary glittering of small
+points in the darkness and a strong smell of gunpowder. Polly gazed
+at the spectacle with undisguised awe and fascination. Hickory and
+Patsey breathed hard with satisfaction; it was beyond their wildest
+dreams of mystery and romance. Even Wan Lee appeared transfigured
+into a superior being by the potency of his own spells. But an
+unaccountable disturbance of some kind in the dim interior of the
+tunnel quickly drew the blood from their blanched cheeks again. It
+was a sound like coughing followed by something like an oath.
+
+"He's made the Evil Spirit orful sick," said Hickory, in a loud
+whisper.
+
+A slight laugh that to the children seemed demoniacal, followed.
+
+"See," said Wan Lee, "Evil Spillet be likee Chinee, try talkee him."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The Pirates looked at Wan Lee not without a certain envy of this
+manifest favouritism. A fearful desire to continue their awful
+experiments, instead of pursuing their piratical avocations, was
+taking possession of them; but Polly, with one of the swift
+transitions of childhood, immediately began to extemporise a house
+for the party at the mouth of the tunnel, and, with parental
+foresight, gathered the fragments of the squibs to build a fire for
+supper. That frugal meal consisting of half a ginger biscuit,
+divided into five small portions each served on a chip of wood, and
+having a deliciously mysterious flavour of gunpowder and smoke, was
+soon over. It was necessary after this, that the Pirates should at
+once seek repose after a day of adventure, which they did for the
+space of forty seconds in singularly impossible attitudes and far
+too aggressive snoring. Indeed, Master Hickory's almost upright
+_pose_, with tightly folded arms, and darkly frowning brows was felt
+to be dramatic, but impossible for a longer period. The brief
+interval enabled Polly to collect herself and to look around her in
+her usual motherly fashion. Suddenly she started and uttered a cry.
+In the excitement of the descent she had quite overlooked her doll,
+and was now regarding it with round-eyed horror!
+
+"Lady Mary's hair's gone!" she cried, convulsively grasping the
+Pirate Hickory's legs.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Hickory at once recognised the battered doll under the aristocratic
+title which Polly had long ago bestowed upon it. He stared at the
+bald and battered head.
+
+"Ha! ha!" he said, hoarsely; "skelped by Injins!"
+
+For an instant the delicious suggestion soothed the imaginative
+Polly. But it was quickly dispelled by Wan Lee.
+
+"Lady Maley's pig-tail hangee top side hillee. Catchee on big quartz
+stone allee same Polly, me go fetchee."
+
+"No!" quickly shrieked the others. The prospect of being left in the
+proximity of Wan Lee's evil spirit, without Wan Lee's exorcising
+power, was anything but reassuring. "No, don't go!" Even Polly
+(dropping a maternal tear on the bald head of Lady Mary) protested
+against this breaking up of the little circle. "Go to bed," she
+said, authoritatively, "and sleep until morning."
+
+Thus admonished, the pirates again retired. This time effectively,
+for worn by actual fatigue or soothed by the delicious coolness of
+the cave, they gradually, one by one, succumbed to real slumber.
+Polly withheld from joining them, by official and maternal
+responsibility sat and blinked at them affectionately.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Gradually she, too, felt herself yielding to the fascination and
+mystery of the place and the solitude that encompassed her. Beyond
+the pleasant shadows where she sat, she saw the great world of
+mountain and valley through a dreamy haze that seemed to rise from
+the depths below and occasionally hang before the cavern like a
+veil. Long waves of spicy heat rolling up the mountain from the
+valley brought her the smell of pine trees and bay and made the
+landscape swim before her eyes. She could hear the far off cry of
+teamsters on some unseen road; she could see the far off cloud of
+dust following the mountain stage coach, whose rattling wheels she
+could not hear. She felt very lonely, but was not quite afraid; she
+felt very melancholy, but was not entirely sad. And she could have
+easily awakened her sleeping companions if she wished.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+No! She was a lone widow with nine children, six of whom were
+already in the lone churchyard on the hill, and the others lying ill
+with measles and scarlet fever beside her. She had just walked many
+weary miles that day, and had often begged from door to door for a
+slice of bread for the starving little ones. It was of no use
+now--they would die! They would never see their dear mother again.
+This was a favourite imaginative situation of Polly's, but only
+indulged when her companions were asleep, partly because she could
+not trust confederates with her more serious fancies, and partly
+because they were at such times passive in her hands. She glanced
+timidly round; satisfied that no one could observe her, she softly
+visited the bedside of each of her companions, and administered from
+a purely fictitious bottle spoonfuls of invisible medicine. Physical
+correction in the form of slight taps, which they always required,
+and in which Polly was strong, was only withheld now from a sense of
+their weak condition. But in vain, they succumbed to the fell
+disease--(they always died at this juncture)--and Polly was left
+alone. She thought of the little church where she had once seen a
+funeral, and remembered the nice smell of the flowers; she dwelt
+with melancholy satisfaction on the nine little tombstones in the
+graveyard, each with an inscription, and looked forward with gentle
+anticipation to the long summer days when, with Lady Mary in her
+lap, she would sit on those graves clad in the deepest mourning.
+The fact that the unhappy victims at times moved as it were uneasily
+in their graves or snored, did not affect Polly's imaginative
+contemplation, nor withhold the tears that gathered in her round
+eyes.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Presently the lids of the round eyes began to droop, the landscape
+beyond began to grow more confused, and sometimes to disappear
+entirely and reappear again with startling distinctness. Then a
+sound of rippling water from the little stream that flowed from the
+mouth of the tunnel soothed her and seemed to carry her away with
+it, and then everything was dark.
+
+The next thing she remembered was that she was apparently being
+carried along on some gliding object to the sound of rippling water.
+She was not alone, for her three companions were lying beside her,
+rather tightly packed and squeezed in the same mysterious vehicle.
+Even in the profound darkness that surrounded her, Polly could feel
+and hear that they were accompanied, and once or twice a faint
+streak of light from the side of the tunnel showed her gigantic
+shadows walking slowly on either side of the gliding car. She felt
+the little hands of her associates seeking hers, and knew they were
+awake and conscious, and she returned to each a reassuring pressure
+from the large protecting instinct of her maternal little heart.
+Presently the car glided into an open space of bright light, and
+stopped. The transition from the darkness of the tunnel at first
+dazzled their eyes. It was like a dream.
+
+They were in a circular cavern from which three other tunnels like
+the one they had passed through, diverged. The walls, lit up by
+fifty or sixty candles stuck at irregular intervals in crevices of
+the rock, were of glittering quartz and mica. But more remarkable
+than all were the inmates of the cavern, who were ranged round the
+walls; men, who like their attendants, seemed to be of extra
+stature; who had blackened faces, wore red bandanna handkerchiefs
+round their heads and their waists, and carried enormous knives and
+pistols stuck in their belts. On a raised platform made of a packing
+box, on which was rudely painted a skull and cross bones, sat the
+chief or leader of the band covered with a buffalo robe; on either
+side of him were two small barrels marked "Grog" and "Gunpowder."
+The children stared and clung closer to Polly. Yet, in spite of
+these desperate and warlike accessories, the strangers bore a
+singular resemblance to "Christy Minstrels" in their blackened faces
+and attitudes that somehow made them seem less awful. In particular,
+Polly was impressed with the fact that even the most ferocious had a
+certain kindliness of eye, and showed their teeth almost
+idiotically.
+
+"Welcome," said the leader. "Welcome to the Pirate's Cave! The Red
+Rover of the North Fork of the Stanislaus River salutes the Queen of
+the Pirate Isle!" He rose up and made an extraordinary bow. It was
+repeated by the others with more or less exaggeration to the point
+of one humourist losing his balance!
+
+"O, thank you very much," said Polly, timidly, but drawing her
+little flock closer to her with a small protecting arm; "but could
+you--would you--please--tell us--what time it is?"
+
+"We are approaching the Middle of Next Week," said the leader,
+gravely; "but what of that? Time is made for slaves! The Red Rover
+seeks it not! Why should the Queen?"
+
+"I think we must be going," hesitated Polly, yet by no means
+displeased with the recognition of her rank.
+
+"Not until we have paid homage to your Majesty," returned the
+leader. "What ho! there! Let Brother Step-and-Fetch-It pass the
+Queen around that we may do her honour." Observing that Polly shrank
+slightly back, he added: "Fear nothing, the man who hurts a hair of
+Her Majesty's head, dies by this hand. Ah! ha!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+The others all said, ha! ha! and danced alternately on one leg
+and then on the other, but always with the same dark resemblance
+to Christy Minstrels. Brother Step-and-Fetch-It, whose very long
+beard had a confusing suggestion of being a part of the leader's
+buffalo robe, lifted her gently in his arms and carried her to
+the Red Rovers in turn. Each one bestowed a kiss upon her cheek
+or forehead, and would have taken her in his arms, or on his
+knees, or otherwise lingered over his salute, but they were sternly
+restrained by their leader. When the solemn rite was concluded,
+Step-and-Fetch-It paid his own courtesy with an extra squeeze of
+the curly head, and deposited her again in the truck--a little
+frightened, a little astonished, but with a considerable accession
+to her dignity. Hickory and Patsey looked on with stupefied
+amazement. Wan Lee alone remained stolid and unimpressed, regarding
+the scene with calm and triangular eyes.
+
+"Will Your Majesty see the Red Rover's dance?"
+
+"No, if you please," said Polly, with gentle seriousness.
+
+"Will Your Majesty fire this barrel of Gunpowder, or tap this
+breaker of Grog?"
+
+"No, I thank you."
+
+"Is there no command Your Majesty would lay upon us?"
+
+"No, please," said Polly, in a failing voice.
+
+"Is there anything Your Majesty has lost? Think again! Will Your
+Majesty deign to cast your royal eyes on this?"
+
+He drew from under his buffalo robe what seemed like a long tress of
+blond hair, and held it aloft. Polly instantly recognized the
+missing scalp of her hapless doll.
+
+"If you please, Sir, it's Lady Mary's. She's lost it."
+
+"And lost it--Your Majesty--only to find something more precious!
+Would Your Majesty hear the story?"
+
+A little alarmed, a little curious, a little self-anxious, and a
+little induced by the nudges and pinches of her companions, the
+Queen blushingly signified her royal assent.
+
+"Enough. Bring refreshments. Will Your Majesty prefer winter-green,
+peppermint, rose, or accidulated drops? Red or white? Or perhaps
+Your Majesty will let me recommend these bull's eyes," said the
+leader, as a collection of sweets in a hat were suddenly produced
+from the barrel labelled "Gunpowder" and handed to the children.
+
+"Listen," he continued, in a silence broken only by the gentle
+sucking of bull's eyes. "Many years ago the old Red Rovers of these
+parts locked up all their treasures in a secret cavern in this
+mountain. They used spells and magic to keep it from being entered
+or found by anybody, for there was a certain mark upon it made by a
+peculiar rock that stuck out of it, which signified what there was
+below. Long afterwards, other Red Rovers who had heard of it, came
+here and spent days and days trying to discover it; digging holes
+and blasting tunnels like this, but of no use! Sometimes they
+thought they discovered the magic marks in the peculiar rock that
+stuck out of it, but when they dug there they found no treasure. And
+why? Because there was a magic spell upon it. And what was that
+magic spell? Why, this! It could only be discovered by a person who
+could not possibly know that he or she had discovered it, who never
+could or would be able to enjoy it, who could never see it, never
+feel it, never, in fact know anything at all about it! It wasn't a
+dead man, it wasn't an animal, it wasn't a baby!"
+
+"Why," said Polly, jumping up and clapping her hands, "it was a
+Dolly."
+
+"Your Majesty's head is level! Your Majesty has guessed it!" said
+the leader, gravely. "It was Your Majesty's own dolly, Lady Mary,
+who broke the spell! When Your Majesty came down the slide, the doll
+fell from your gracious hand when your foot slipped. Your Majesty
+recovered Lady Mary, but did not observe that her hair had caught in
+a peculiar rock, called the 'Outcrop,' and remained behind! When,
+later on, while sitting with your attendants at the mouth of the
+tunnel, Your Majesty discovered that Lady Mary's hair was gone; I
+overheard Your Majesty, and despatched the trusty Step-and-Fetch-It
+to seek it at the mountain side. He did so, and found it clinging to
+the rock, and beneath it--the entrance to the Secret Cave!"
+
+Patsey and Hickory, who, failing to understand a word of this
+explanation, had given themselves up to the unconstrained enjoyment
+of the sweets, began now to apprehend that some change was
+impending, and prepared for the worst by hastily swallowing what
+they had in their mouths, thus defying enchantment, and getting
+ready for speech. Polly, who had closely followed the story, albeit
+with the embellishments of her own imagination, made her eyes
+rounder than ever. A bland smile broke on Wan Lee's face, as, to the
+children's amazement, he quietly disengaged himself from the group
+and stepped before the leader.
+
+"Melican man plenty foolee Melican chillern. No foolee China boy!
+China boy knowee you. _You_ no Led Lofer. _You_ no Pilat--you allee
+same tunnel man--you Bob Johnson! Me shabbee you! You dressee up
+allee same as Led Lofer--but you Bob Johnson--allee same. My fader
+washee washee for you. You no payee him. You owee him folty dolla!
+Me blingee you billee. You no payee billee! You say, 'Chalkee up,
+John.' You say, 'Bimeby, John.' But me no catchee folty dolla!"
+
+[Illustration]
+
+A roar of laughter followed, in which even the leader apparently
+forgot himself enough to join. But the next moment springing to his
+feet, he shouted, "Ho! ho! A traitor! Away with him to the deepest
+dungeon beneath the castle moat!"
+
+Hickory and Patsey began to whimper. But Polly, albeit with a
+tremulous lip, stepped to the side of her little Pagan friend.
+"Don't you dare to touch him," she said, with a shake of unexpected
+determination in her little curly head; "if you do, I'll tell my
+father, and he will slay you! All of you--there!"
+
+"Your father! Then you are _not_ the Queen!"
+
+It was a sore struggle to Polly to abdicate her royal position, it
+was harder to do it with befitting dignity. To evade the direct
+question she was obliged to abandon her defiant attitude. "If you
+please, Sir," she said, hurriedly, with an increasing colour and no
+stops, "we're not always pirates, you know, and Wan Lee is only our
+boy what brushes my shoes in the morning, and runs of errands, and
+he doesn't mean anything bad, Sir, and we'd like to take him back
+home with us."
+
+"Enough," said the leader, changing his entire manner with the most
+sudden and shameless inconsistency. "You shall go back together, and
+woe betide the miscreant who would prevent it. What say you
+brothers? What shall be his fate who dares to separate our noble
+Queen from her faithful Chinese henchman?"
+
+"He shall die!" roared the others, with beaming cheerfulness.
+
+"And what say you--shall we see them home?"
+
+"We will!" roared the others.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+Before the children could fairly comprehend what had passed, they
+were again lifted into the truck and began to glide back into the
+tunnel they had just quitted. But not again in darkness and silence;
+the entire band of Red Rovers accompanied them, illuminating the
+dark passage with the candles they had snatched from the walls. In a
+few moments they were at the entrance again. The great world lay
+beyond them once more with rocks and valleys suffused by the rosy
+light of the setting sun. The past seemed like a dream.
+
+But were they really awake now? They could not tell. They accepted
+everything with the confidence and credulity of all children who
+have no experience to compare with their first impressions and to
+whom the future contains nothing impossible. It was without
+surprise, therefore, that they felt themselves lifted on the
+shoulders of the men who were making quite a procession along the
+steep trail towards the settlement again. Polly noticed that at the
+mouth of the other tunnels they were greeted by men as if they were
+carrying tidings of great joy; that they stopped to rejoice
+together, and that in some mysterious manner their conductors had
+got their faces washed, and had become more like beings of the outer
+world. When they neared the settlement the excitement seemed to
+have become greater; people rushed out to shake hands with the men
+who were carrying them, and overpowered even the children with
+questions they could not understand. Only one sentence Polly could
+clearly remember as being the burden of all congratulations. "Struck
+the old lead at last!" With a faint consciousness that she knew
+something about it, she tried to assume a dignified attitude on the
+leader's shoulders even while she was beginning to be heavy with
+sleep.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+And then she remembered a crowd near her father's house, out of
+which her father came smiling pleasantly on her, but not interfering
+with her triumphal progress until the leader finally deposited her
+in her mother's lap in their own sitting room. And then she
+remembered being "cross" and declining to answer any questions, and
+shortly afterwards found herself comfortably in bed. Then she heard
+her mother say to her father:--
+
+"It really seems too ridiculous for any thing, John, the idea of
+these grown men dressing themselves up to play with children."
+
+"Ridiculous or not," said her father, "these grown men of the
+'Excelsior' mine have just struck the famous old lode of Red
+Mountain, which is as good as a fortune to everybody on the Ridge,
+and were as wild as boys! And they say it never would have been
+found if Polly hadn't tumbled over the slide directly on top of the
+outcrop, and left the absurd wig of that wretched doll of hers to
+mark its site."
+
+"And that," murmured Polly sleepily to her doll as she drew it
+closer to her breast, "is all that they know of it."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
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