The next morning the pacha hurried over the business of the day, for Mustapha had intimated that the renegade considered his fifth voyage to be one of great marvels.  Selim was introduced as before, and commenced the narrative.

FIFTH VOYAGE OF HUCKABACK.

Your highness may be surprised, that being in the possession of wealth, rank, and my charming Cerise, I should have again ventured upon the treacherous ocean.  Of course your highness has heard of the revolution which took place in France, and all the horrors which attended it.

“France!  Yes, I believe there is a country of that name; I can’t say that I ever heard of the revolution.  Holy prophet! but these people have strange ideas,” continued the pacha to the vizier; “to imagine that we must know or care about what is going on in their barbarous countries.  You may proceed, Huckaback.”

It will be necessary to say a few words upon the subject, your highness, but I will be as concise as possible.  One day, a party of men from my native city (Marseilles), dressed in red caps, their shirt sleeves tucked up, and armed with various weapons, surrounded my chateau, insisting upon my immediately informing them whether I was for the summoning of the estates-general.  I answered, most certainly, if they wished it.  They cheered me, and went away.

Shortly afterwards, they came to ascertain if I approved of the national convention.  I answered, that I approved of it excessively.  They were satisfied, and again disappeared.  They came a third time, to inquire if I was a republican, to which I gave the affirmative.  A fourth, to know whether I sided with the Girondists; I declared myself one of that party, and hoped that I should be asked no more questions.  But before two or three months had passed away, another party came to ascertain whether I was a real Jacobin, which I solemnly pronounced myself to be; ­a second time, to know whether I thought proper to be called citizen, or have my head cut off; I declared in favour of the former, and made them a present of my title of marquis.  But at last they surrounded my house with loud cries, declaring that I was an aristocrat, and insisted upon carrying my head away upon a pike.  This I considered a subject of remonstrance.  I assured them that I was no aristocrat, although I had purchased the property, and that, on the contrary, I was a citizen barber from Marseilles; that I had relinquished the title of marquis, which I had bought with the property, and had therefore no claim whatever to aristocracy.  But they insisted upon proofs, and ordering my valets to bring down the materials, desired me to shave a dozen of their party.  I shaved for my life, and acquitted myself so much to their satisfaction that they all embraced me, and were about to depart, when one of the women demanded that my wife (whose aristocratical descent was known) should be surrendered up, as a proof of my sincerity.  We all have our moments of weakness; had I had the prudence to comply with the request, things would have ended happily, but I was foolish enough, although I had been married twelve years, to demur at the prospect of the head of my charming Cerise being carried away on a pike.  I represented to them (as she clung to me for protection), that although of noble descent, she had reduced herself to my level by marrying a citizen barber.  After a short consultation, they agreed that she was sufficiently degraded to live.  They contented themselves with breaking open my cellar, that they might drink my health, and departed.  But, your highness, I had soon cause to repent of my folly.  Cerise was a charming woman, and an affectionate wife in adversity, but prosperity was her ruin, as well as mine.  She had already had an affair with a Comte, who had lately been dismissed for a handsome young abbe; but we do not mind these little egaremens in our country, and I neither had leisure nor inclination to interfere with her arrangements.  Satisfied with her sincere friendship for me, I could easily forgive a few trifling infidelities, and nothing had disturbed the serenity or gaiety of our establishment until this unfortunate expose which I was obliged to make, and to prove the truth of in her presence, viz., that I had been a barber.  Her pride revolted at the idea of having formed such a connection, her feelings towards me were changed to those of the most deadly hatred; and although I had saved her life, she ungratefully resolved to sacrifice mine.  The little abbé’s head had been taken off several weeks before, and she now formed a liaison with one of the jacobin associes, on condition that he would prove his attachment, by denouncing me as an aristocrat.

Fortunately, I had notice given to me in sufficient time to make my escape to Toulon.  Leaving my wife, and, what was of more consequence, the whole of my property, in the hands of the jacobin, I joined the mob, and vowing vengeance upon all aristocrats, became one of the most violent leaders of the sans culottes.  Two months afterwards, when the gates of Toulon had been opened to the army, and I was assisting at a noyade, I had the pleasure of seeing my jacobin locum tenens, who had been denounced in his turn, tied back to back to a female; it was my adored Cerise.  I had no time to speak to her, for they were hurried on board of the vessel.  It sank with them, and some hundreds more; and as the beautiful auburn hair of my wife was borne up from her shoulders, upon which it had been hanging loose, and floated a second or two on the wave after her head had disappeared, I sighed at the remembrance of the transitory enjoyment of competence and love which I had shared with my charming Cerise.

“And is she really dead now, Huckaback?” inquired the pacha.

“Yes, your highness, she is.”

“Allah karim ­God is most merciful.  There is an end of that woman at last; now the story will go on.”

I have reason to believe that I should have become a person of some consequence if I had been able to remain in France, but another foolish attempt on my part to save the life of the old lawyer at Marseilles, who had assisted me in recovering part of my father’s property, rendered me suspected.  Aware that between suspicion and the guillotine there were but few hours of existence, I contrived to get on board of an Italian brig that had put in from stress of weather, and made my escape.  The vessel was bound to North America for a cargo of salt fish, to be consumed on the ensuing Lent, and had a crew of fifteen men.  The captain was very ill when we sailed, owing, as he said, to a cup of wine which his wife had mixed with her tears, and persuaded him to drink at their parting.  He gradually declined as we proceeded on our voyage, until at last he was not able to quit his bed; and no person on board except myself having any knowledge of keeping a ship’s reckoning, that duty devolved upon me.

A few days before his death, the captain sent for me.  “Francois,” said he, “my wife has poisoned me, that I might not return to interrupt a connection which she had formed during my absence.  I have no children, and no relations that have ever cared for me.  I am the owner of the cargo, as well as the captain of this vessel, and it is my intention to make it over to you; I consider that you have the greatest claim to it, as there is nobody on board except yourself who can navigate her.  Understand me, it is not out of any particular regard, so much as to prevent my wife from obtaining my property, that I select you as my heir; you have, therefore, to thank heaven for your good fortune, more than you have me.  I have but one request to make in return, which is, that you will faithfully promise to cause five hundred masses to be said for my soul, upon your arrival in Italy.”

I readily made the promise which he required, and the captain drew up a will, which he read and executed before the whole of the crew, by which the vessel and cargo were made over to me.  Two days afterwards he expired.  We sewed him up in a hammock, and threw him overboard.  Although it was quite calm at the time, a gale sprung up immediately afterwards, which eventually increased to a hurricane.

We were obliged to bear up, and for several days scudded under bare poles, until I found that we were in the very centre of the Atlantic, out of the track of any vessels.  Gradually the weather became more settled, and we again spread our canvas to the breeze.  To my surprise, I observed, that although by my reckoning we were nearly one thousand miles from any land, several aquatic birds were hovering about the ship, of a description that seldom go far from the shore.  I watched them as the sun went down, and perceived that they took their flight to the south-east.  Anxious to discover any land, not hitherto described, I steered the ship in that direction during the night, and early on the next morning we found ourselves close to an island, apparently ten or fifteen miles long, very high, and of a conical shape, which I knew was not laid down upon any chart.  I resolved to examine it, and dropped my anchor in a small bay, at the bottom of which a few houses announced that it was inhabited; although I could not distinguish any thing like guns or fortification.  We had not furled our sails, when a boat shoved off from the shore, and pulled towards us.  She soon came alongside, and astonished us as much by the peculiarity of her structure, as by the appearance of the people who were on board.

She was a wide canoe, very beautifully carved and inlaid, or rather veneered, with gold ornaments.  She had a flag, hoisted to a staff, hanging over the stern, the field of which was white, with a representation of a fountain, worked in gold thread, in the centre.  The three men who were in her, particularly the one seated in the stern sheets, were very richly attired in dresses worked in gold thread.  But what astonished us more than all was the peculiarity of their complexions, which, although they were very well-featured men, were of a beautiful light blue ­their eyes black, and their hair of a rich auburn.

The personage in the stern sheets ascended the side, and addressing me in excellent Portuguese, inquired if I could speak the language.

I answered in the affirmative, and he then welcomed us in the name of the king, upon my arrival at the island ­asking me the number of my crew, whether I had any sick on board, and many other particulars, all of which he noted down upon tablets of gold, with a piece of red cinnabar.

Having replied to all his interrogations, I then obtained from him the following particulars, viz., that the island had been originally peopled by one of the ships belonging to Vasco de Gama’s squadron, which, returning from the East Indies laden with the produce of the east, and specimens of the various inhabitants of the newly discovered territories, had been cast away and utterly wrecked.  That the island, which otherwise was fertile and well stocked, was one mine of gold, which in the absence of other metals, they were necessitated to employ for every article and utensil in common use.  But the greatest curiosity which the island contained, was a fountain of water at the foot of the centre peak, of a beautiful colour, and producing longevity to those who drank of it; from which it had received the name of the Isle of the Golden Fountain.  That when they had landed, about three hundred years ago, they consisted of various nations and colours, male and female; but the climate and the use of the waters, had, in the course of time, produced the change in their complexions which we beheld, and all the inhabitants were now of that peculiar tint, with the exception that the females were not so dark as the men.  Few ships had ever touched there; and the crews of those who had fallen in with the island, had preferred remaining, which accounted for its being so totally unknown; that the king was very partial to strangers, and always received them at his palace, which was built close to the Golden Fountain.  He concluded by requesting me to accompany him on shore, and pay my respects ­stating, that if I wished to quit the island, his majesty would permit me to load my vessel with as much as she could carry, of the metal so precious in other countries, but so little valued in this.

I must acknowledge that I was quite overjoyed at his narration.  I considered my fortune to be made, and hastened to accompany the ambassador, who stated that the king would not be pleased if I did not permit the major part of my ship’s company to attend me to the palace.  As the men were very eager to go on shore after the account which they had heard, and he assured me that the wind never blew home in the bay, which was on the lee side of the island, I consented to their wishes, and allowed all but two to quit the vessel.

We were much surprised when we landed at the village, to perceive that even the pig-troughs, posts, and rails, and indeed every article in which metal could be employed, were of solid gold; but we had not time for examination, as we found several sledges, drawn by small bullocks, waiting for us near the beach.

We mounted, and the animals set off in a swift canter, upon a smooth and ascending road, and in less than two hours we arrived at the king’s palace, which was an extensive building, not very remarkable in its structure, excepting the unusual sight of the large columns of gold, supporting the pórticos, which extended from it on every side.  But when we had alighted and were proceeding through the pórticos, I was astonished at the wonderful finish of the statues which embellished them.  They were mounted on plinths of the burnished metal, and carved out of a sort of light blue chalcedony, which, joined with their masterly execution, gave them the appearance of life.  I was surprised at the strange attitudes which the sculptors had chosen to represent, all more or less distorted, although the human proportions were admirable.  Some appeared as if they had been placed on their legs when asleep, others laughing or crying, nay, one or two were represented in the act of vomiting.  Amongst the whole I could not perceive one image in which the human form was represented in a noble or graceful posture, and I pitied the taste of those who could have employed workmen of such extraordinary talents in representing the image of his Maker, under such a degrading variety of postures.  I was about to make this remark to my conductor, but I was checked by the remembrance, that I was in a king’s palace, not in a studio; and that kings have their fancies, which they are not inclined to submit to public criticism.

When we arrived at the end of the portico, two lofty doors were thrown open, and we were struck dumb with the magnificence of the scene which presented itself to our eyes.

The king was seated on a throne of the most splendid workmanship; the precious metal had been oxydised to every shade of colour, and was wrought in beautiful Mosaic:  the walls and ceiling were entirely covered with the same, in some parts burnished, to reflect as mirrors, in others elaborately carved in ornamental fretwork, as peculiar from the elegance of its design, as from the superiority of its execution.  On each side of the throne extending to the door at which we entered, were a row of ladies, and behind them raised on a platform about two feet higher, another row of courtiers ­all dressed in stuffs of cloth of gold, which were embroidered with flowers of variously coloured metal, so as to present the most perfect imitation of nature.  The women were very fair compared to the men, and their cerulian tint was far from being disagreeable, as it gave a transparency to their complexions; but none of them could be compared to the king’s daughter, who was nearly white, and of the most perfect symmetry in feature and in form; her auburn hair was so long, that it hung down to the bottom of her dress, and was ornamented with small chains and ornaments of polished steel, which were entwined in its tresses.  She sat at the foot of the throne, near to the king, and I was so astonished at her heavenly appearance, that I could not remember the compliments which I had intended to pay his majesty, but remained speechless before him.

The king received us very graciously, asking me many questions, and broke up the audience (after half an hour), desiring some of the handsomest ladies to select one of my companions, and each hold herself responsible for his comfort and amusement.  I forgot to mention, that as every country has its peculiar customs, one here appeared to me very singular.  When I asked the Gentleman usher what was the usual homage paid to the king of the country, he informed me that you advanced your hand before you, on a level with your face, and snapped your fingers at him.  That the louder you could snap them, the more accomplished and elegant you were considered.  But in my confusion I quite forgot his injunctions; and it was not until the ladies all snapped their fingers in obedience to the commands of their sovereign, that I recollected the omission which I had been guilty of.  Before the king retired, he intimated that he expected we should take up our abodes at the palace for some days, and we should have the honour of sitting at his table, in the afternoon’s banquet.

The whole of the company separated; those who had charge of my companions leading them different ways, leaving me alone with the princess, who had risen from her seat when directed by her father to take charge of me.  I could have fallen down and worshipped her:  as it was, I involuntarily dropped on one knee, and looked up in her face as if I had been contemplating a celestial visitant.

She smiled and addressed me:  “I am ordered to attend to your happiness and comfort, and I obey my father’s commands with pleasure.  I only trust that your happiness may be more lasting than it usually is in this deceitful world,” and she sighed deeply.

I continued in my position at her feet, and encouraged by her urbanity, poured forth a torrent of what to the many are considered compliments, but which to her were but truths.  I became eloquent from excitation, and being at this time, as I before observed to your highness, a very personable man, I perceived that she was pleased with my efforts to obtain her favour.

“I have more than once had this duty allotted to me, when strangers have visited the island,” observed she; “but I have always been wearied, and have called in my women to assist me.  I never yet have seen one like you; you are gentle, and of a very different description from those who generally have been introduced as the captains of vessels which have arrived here.  I then was indifferent, if not glad, when my duty was at an end; but I feel otherwise now” ­and she again sighed.

“If it depended upon me, fair princess, and upon my wishes, I am afraid that you would consider the duration of it to be most tedious.  Never have I beheld any creature so perfect and so beautiful!  O that your task might be continued for the term of my existence!”

“It probably may,” answered she, gravely, and then, as if recollecting herself, she assumed a more cheerful air, and continued:  “but we are losing time, which should be otherwise employed.  Come, sir, permit me to obey my father’s commands, and try to beguile the hours by contributing to your amusement.”

Offering me her hand, which I respectfully raised to my lips, she then conducted me over the palace, directing my attention to every object that she considered worthy of notice; and we had passed two or three hours in conversation, and remarks upon the objects before us, when I expressed my wish to behold the curious fountain from which the island took its name.

“I shall obey you,” replied she:  and again her face assumed a mournful cast.  She led the way to a hall of black marble, in the centre of which the fountain threw up its water to the height of twelve or fourteen feet, and fell into a spacious basin.  The water of it, when in a body, shone with all the colours of the rainbow, and the sparkling drops which were thrown out on every side, were brilliant as the purest gold.

“How beautiful!” exclaimed I, after some minutes of silent admiration.  “These, then, are the waters of longevity.”

“And also of intoxication,” replied the princess.  “They will be produced at the banquet of the king, and, O sir! be temperate, very temperate, in the use of them.”

I promised that I would, and we continued our walk to the pórticos of the palace, where I pointed to the statues of blue chalcedony, and begged her to inform me by whom they had been executed, and why they were all in such grotesque and absurd positions.

“That is a question which I cannot answer, further than that they were made in the island.  We must now return, as the king’s banquet will be ready.”

We sat down at the table of the king, that is to say, I and my companions; for no courtiers, male or female, were permitted to have the same honour.  Each lady stood behind the person who had been intrusted to her charge, and waited upon him.  My gallantry, as a Frenchman, was sorely wounded at the idea of my charming princess performing the duties of a menial, and I expressed my feelings to her in a low tone of voice.  She shook her head, as if to rebuke me, and I said no more.  When we had finished the banquet, his majesty ordered the water of the golden fountain to be produced, which it immediately was, by those in attendance, and extolling its virtues, desired a cup to be filled for each guest, which was handed to him by the attendant ladies.

As the princess presented the cup, she contrived to press one of her fingers against mine, before she removed them, to remind me of my promise.  I drank but sparingly, but the effects were instantaneous ­my spirits rose buoyant, and I felt a sort of intellectual intoxication.  At a sign made by the king, the ladies now took their seats beside us, and by their attentions and caresses, increased the desire for the water, which they supplied in abundance.  I must confess that at each sip that I took, the princess, who had taken her seat by me, appeared so much more charming in my eyes, that notwithstanding the repeated pressure of her foot to remind me of my promise, I could not resist the impulse to drink.

The boatswain and one of the seamen were very drunken characters, and had very soon poured down so much of the water, that they dropped off their stools on the marble pavement, without sense or motion.  This recalled me to my senses, which were rapidly stealing away; I rose from my seat, and pointing out to my companions that it would ill become them to intoxicate themselves in the presence of his majesty, requested that they would drink no more, but leave the table before they were incapacitated from paying the proper attentions to their fair conductors.  The last argument had more weight than the first, and notwithstanding the remonstrances of the king, who showed the greatest anxiety that we should remain, the party rose from the table and separated.  The two men who were intoxicated were carried away by some of the courtiers, and the king with marks of displeasure quitted the hall.  I was again left alone with my charming princess, and inflamed with the exhilarating draught which I had taken, I threw myself at her feet, declaring my violent passion, and my wish never to quit the island, if I could be blessed with a reciprocal feeling on her part.  I perceived that I had made an impression, and following up my success, I protested and she listened, until the evening closed in and found us still seated upon the steps of the throne.  At last, she rose and said, “I know not whether you be sincere in what you say, but I must acknowledge that I hope you are; and I shall be very miserable if it should prove otherwise.  But you are now under the effects of the intoxicating water, and may deceive yourself.  Come, sir, it is time that I conduct you to your chamber, where you must sleep away the exhilarating effects of the golden fountain.  To-morrow morning, if you are of the same opinion, I may be induced to make a discovery.”

The next morning I awoke without any headache from the intemperance of the previous night.  As soon as I quitted the apartment I met the princess outside.  “I am still in the same mind, dear princess,” said I, implanting a kiss upon her hand, “to live for you alone, or die if I cannot remain with you.”

She smiled and answered, “Then for you will I sacrifice every thing; for until I beheld you, I never was aware that I had a heart.  Rise and follow me, and you shall know all.”

“We passed the large hall, with which the whole of the bed-chambers communicated, and she conducted me through a dark passage to a room, in which were several golden plinths without statues.  At the further end of it I perceived, to my horror, that two of them were already occupied with the forms of the boatswain and sailor who had been intoxicated the night before.  They were now changed into the same blue chalcedony of which the statues in the pórticos were composed.

“Do you recognise these figures?” inquired the princess.

“I do, indeed,” answered I with amazement.

“Such are the effects,” continued she, “of intoxication from the water of the golden fountain.  They contain in solution so large a quantity of the matter which by mineralogists is denominated silex, that once allow the senses to be overpowered by repeated draughts, and in a few hours the effects which you behold will be produced.  It is by these means that my father has obtained the variety and number of statues which you have seen ­all of whom were once visitors to the island in different ships, not one of the crews of which have ever returned.  It has also the power of producing longevity, and hardening the hearts of those who use it in moderation.  My father’s cruelty, therefore, is not thought of by his subjects, who, if convicted of any heinous crime, are forced to drink this water, and are erected as monuments of his displeasure in various parts of the island.  You may ask, how is it that I have not as little remorse as the other inhabitants?  The fact is, that I was naturally of a kind and tender heart; and my mother, who lamented it because she felt that it would not add to my happiness in this world of cruelty and deceit, was more than ever anxious that I should drink the waters; but what is forced upon us in childhood, is generally remembered as we grow up with disgust.  The consequence is, that I have never used the waters since her death, which happened when I was but seven years old.  Had I not made this discovery, in all probability you and all your companions would have fallen victims this evening, when the banquet will be spread and the water will be produced as before.  My prepossession in your favour has, I trust, been the means of preserving the lives of those who remain.”

“Cursed treachery!” exclaimed I; “and now, what is to be done?”

“You must escape.  Caution your men not to drink this evening, and make some excuse to repair on board for an hour or two in the forenoon of to-morrow.  As for me ­”

“Without you, princess, I cannot ­will not go.  Either consent to accompany me, or here I stay, risking all; for I had sooner be a senseless statue upon a plinth in the portico of your abode, than quit the island with a broken heart.”

“Then he is true; and there are some who are good ­some who are not deceitful in this world;” exclaimed the princess, falling on her knees, as the tears trickled down her cheeks.  “I am sure you’ll treat me kindly,” continued she, holding my hand in hers; “if you do not, I shall die.”

I pressed her to my bosom, and vowed to love her till death; and we hastened back to my chamber, that we might consult upon our arrangements.  I found an opportunity, in the course of the forenoon, to acquaint all my companions of their danger, except one whom I could not meet with.

In the evening we again sat down to the banquet, and soon after the water had been produced, the one who had not been warned fell off his chair in a state of intoxication.  I made this an excuse for drinking no more.  Assuming an angry tone towards my companions, I apologised to the king for their want of respect in his presence, and rose from the table in spite of all his remonstrances.  The next morning I stated to the king that I wished to return to my ship for an hour or two, that I might bring him a present of ivory, which I had been informed would be acceptable.  The princess offered to attend us, and the king, satisfied with her surveillance, consented to our departure, on condition that we would not fail to return in time for the banquet, which we most faithfully promised.  While the sledges were preparing, I requested the princess to obtain several flasks of the golden water, that I might present them as curiosities to all the learned societies in Europe.  This she accomplished, and stowing them in her own sledge with several articles of wearing apparel, not only took them from the palace unperceived, but they were carried on board without the knowledge of my companions.  I immediately cut my cables, and made all sail out of the bay without any molestation, as the natives did not suspect my intentions; I never felt more happy than when I found myself once more floating on the wave, in company with my beautiful princess, whose affectionate manners endeared me to her more and more every day.

Unfortunately, in our hurry to escape, we quite overlooked the circumstance of our water casks being nearly empty, and we were soon reduced to half a pint per diem.  To render our situation more disastrous, the weather became intensely hot, and the people, in spite of all my remonstrances, contrived every night to steal a part of the water which was not yet expended, so that at last we found ourselves becalmed, without a drop of water on board.

But all my apprehensions were now swallowed up by one of greater interest.  A fever seized my dear princess, who, accustomed to every luxury, and a beautiful climate, could not bear up against the close confinement of a vessel under a tropical sun.  Notwithstanding all my care and attention, in three days after she was attacked she expired in my arms, blessing me for my attachment and my love, and regretting that she was summoned from the world so soon after she had discovered that there was an object in it worth living for.  I threw myself upon ­

Here the renegade appeared to be much affected; he covered his face with the wide sleeve of his under garment, and was silent.

“By God and his prophet, these Franks are great fools about women,” observed the pacha to Mustapha.  “I must own, though, that I like this princess better than Cerise, and I am very sorry that she is dead.  Come, Huckaback, go on.  Where did you throw yourself?”

On her body (continued the renegade, mournfully), where I remained for many hours.  At last I rose in a frenzy quite indifferent as to life or death.  I went on deck, where I found my crew much in the same condition, from their agonising thirst; but I mocked them, and laughed at the smooth expanse of water, which, far as the eye could reach, was not rippled by the slightest breeze, and turned my eyes up in derision to the sun, who poured down his vertical streams of light and heat, as if he would consume us with his powerful rays.  I thought but of one subject, I had but one desire, which was, to rejoin the object of my adoration.  On a sudden I called to mind the flasks of golden water, which till then I had forgotten, and rushing down into the cabin, I determined to intoxicate myself, and quit this world of disappointment and unrealised fruition.  As if fearful that the spirit of my loved princess should have already so far journeyed to the realms of bliss, that I might not be able to discern her when I had shaken off the incumbrance of an earthly body, and was at liberty to pursue, I seized a flask, and pouring out the water with a hand trembling with anxiety, drank off a glass.  I was hastily refilling it, when the gurgling sound struck upon the ears of my companions, who rushing down like the fainting animals who hear the music of the fountain in the desert, poured tumultuously into the cabin, and in spite of all my remonstrances to leave me sufficient for the completion of my desires, seized upon the flask in my hand, as well as upon all those that remained, emptied them in a few seconds with their copious draughts, and returned laughing and shouting to the deck above.

The water which I had already drunk produced one good effect; it hardened my heart for the time, and I fell into a sort of stoical indifference, which lasted many hours.  I then repaired on deck, where I found all my companions changed into blue chalcedony ­not one alive.  The heavens, too, had changed; clouds obscured the sun, the wind was rising, and ever and anon a mournful gust blew through the shrouds; the birds were screaming on the wing, and the water line of the black horizon was fringed with a narrow ridge of foam.  The thunder rolled at a distance, and I perceived that convulsion of the elements was at hand.  The sails were all set, and without assistance I could not reduce them; but I was indifferent to my fate.  The lightning now darted in every direction, and large drops of rain pattered on the deck.  With the means of existence, the desire of life returned:  I spread out the spare sails, and as the torrents descended, and the vessel bowed to her gunwale in submission of the blast, I filled the empty casks.  I thought of nothing else until my task was completed.  I strode carelessly over the bodies of my companions, the sails were blown from the yards, the yards themselves were snapped asunder, the topmasts fell over the sides, the vessel flew before the boiling surge; but I heeded not ­I filled the casks with water.  When I had finished my labours, a reaction took place, and I recollected the loss which I had sustained.  I descended to the cabin.  There she lay in all her beauty.  I kissed the cold cheek, I wrapped up the adored image, carried it on deck, and launched it into the wave; and, as it disappeared under the raging billows, I felt as if my heart, in its struggles to escape, had burst the strings which confined it in my bosom, and had leapt into the angry flood to join her.  Exhausted with my feelings, I fell down in a swoon; how long I remained I cannot exactly say, but it was nearly dark when I lost my recollection, and broad daylight when I recovered.  The vessel was still flying before the gale, which now roared in its resistless fury; the tattered fragments of the sails were blown out before the lower yards like so many streamers and pennants, and the wrecks of the topmasts were still towing alongside through the foaming surge.  The indurated bodies of my companions were lying about the decks, washed by the water which poured into the vessel, as she rolled deeply from one side to the other, presenting her gunwales as if courting the admittance of the wave.  “Are you, then, tired of your existence, as well as I?” thought I, apostrophising the vessel.  “Have you found out at last, that while you swim you’ve nought to encounter but difficulty and danger?  That you enter your haven but to renew your tasks, and again become a beast of burthen; that when empty you must bow to the slightest breeze, and when laden must groan and labour for the good of others.  Have ­”

“Holy prophet!  I never heard of people talking to ships before, and I don’t understand it,” observed the pacha.  “Leave out all you said to the ship, and all the ship said to you in reply, and go on with your story.”

The gale lasted for three days, and then it as suddenly fell calm.  I had observed by the compass that we had been running to the eastward, and I supposed that we were not very far from the Western Isles.  As I surveyed the bodies of my companions, it occurred to me that they ought to fetch a high price in Italy as specimens of art, and I resolved to dispose of them as the work of men.  Having no other employment, I brought up the spare planks from below, and made packing-cases for them all.  It was with some difficulty that I contrived, by means of tackles, to lower them to the hold, which I succeeded in accomplishing with safety excepting in one instance, when, from the tackle-fall giving way, the image fell to the bottom of the vessel, and being very brittle, was broken into pieces.  As it was no longer of any value as a statue, I broke it up to examine it, and I can assure your highness that it was very wonderful to witness how every part of the human body was changed into flint, of a colour corresponding with that which it had been when living.  The heart was red, and on my arrival in Italy I had several seals made from it, which were pronounced by the lapidaries who cut them to be of the finest blood-red cornelian.  I have now a piece of the dark stone of which the liver was composed, which I keep for striking a light.  As it afterwards proved, almost all of it was valuable, for the alternate fat and lean formed a variety of beautiful onyxes and sardonyx, which I disposed of very advantageously to the cameo engravers.  I was several days employed in packing up, but I had plenty of provisions and water, and had no doubt but that I should be seen by some vessel before they were expended.  Three weeks had elapsed, when one morning I went on deck, and saw land on both sides of me.  I immediately recognised the Rock of Gibraltar, and the Straits, through which I was drifting.  I was boarded by a Spanish gun-boat from Algesiras, and having stated that all my crew had died two months before of the yellow fever, I was towed in, put into quarantine for forty days, and then permitted to equip my vessel and procure sailors.  This I was enabled to do by selling two of the flasks which held the water, and which, like all the other utensils of the island from which I had escaped, were of pure gold.

I did not think it prudent to go to Leghorn, where not only the vessel might be recognised, and the widow give me some trouble, but the statues also might have been identified as the men who had sailed in the vessel, and occasion my being burnt as a necromancer by the Inquisition.  I directed my course for Naples, where I arrived in safety.  Having disembarked my metamorphosed crew, I hired a large room to exhibit them, and expected to realise a considerable sum; but as I could not name the artist, and the figures had not the grace which the Italians admire, they remained on my hands, and were even found fault with as not being well executed.  I sold two of the least prepossessing to a Sicilian nobleman, who I understood had a large country seat decorated with monstrosities; and I then determined, as I had received a high price for the pieces of the one which had been broken up, to retail the others in the same way.  It answered admirably, and I received more money for the fragments than I had asked for the images in an unmutilated state.  The remainder of the golden flasks also realised a large sum; I produced them one by one, and disposed of them to English collectors, as having been purloined by the excavators from the ruins of Pompeii.  I had now plenty of money, and resolved to return to my native city.  An opportunity offering, I embarked, and safely arrived at Marseilles.

“Did you fulfil your promise to the Italian captain, by having five hundred masses said for his soul?” inquired Mustapha.

“Upon my salvation!  I never thought of it to this moment,” replied the renegade.

“Such, your highness, are the adventures of my Fifth Voyage; and I trust that the narration of them has afforded you entertainment.”

“Yes,” observed the pacha, rising, “that was something like a voyage.  Mustapha, give him thirty pieces of gold.  Huckaback, we will hear your sixth voyage to-morrow” ­and the pacha retired behind the screen, and, as usual, went into the apartment of the women.

“Pray, Selim, was there any truth in that history of the princess?  I thought at first that it was all invention; but when you wept ­”

“That was for the sake of effect,” answered the renegade:  “when I get warmed with my story, I often work myself up to a degree that I almost believe it myself.”

“Holy prophet! what a talent!” rejoined Mustapha.  “What an excellent prime minister you would have made in your own country!  Here’s your money; will your next voyage be as good?”

“I’ll try, at all events; as I find that the principal increases with the interest” said the renegade, chinking the sequins in his hand. “Au revoir, as we say in France” ­and the renegade quitted the divan.

“Allah ­what a talent!” muttered the vizier to himself, as the renegade disappeared.