AUGUST 3, 1861.1
THE FAIE INEZ:
THE LONE LADY OF THE CEIMSON CLIFFS.
A TALE OF TEE SEA.
Edited by Artemus Ward.
CHAPTER IV.—The Corsair Chief.
When Inez awoke the storm had ceased, the wild night had
passed, and the morning was bright and beautiful.
The maiden looked around her. The scene was passing strange.
She was lying upon a fine twelve-dollar lounge, in an apartment
of sumptuous elegance. 44 Where am I ?" she murmured.'
44 Safe, dear lady !" said a soft, flute-like voice. 44 Safe from all
Inez looked up. A chivalrous-looking young man, arrayed in
garments of red silken velvet, thick-studded with diamonds of incalculable value, stood over her—a genial smile irradiating his
fascinating though swarthy features. 4' Safe, lady !" he repeated.
44 You shall be the corsair's bride!"
441 don't see it!" said the gentle Inez.
"Ha!" cried the pirate, 44 longest thou then for the laughing
hillocks and bellowing bullocks of thy own chilly clime ?"
441 have no hesitancy in asserting that I do," she replied.
44 If gold be your desire," said the pirate chief, taking out his
pocket-book and brandishing a ten dollar bill on the Waukegan
Bank of Illinois, 44 here it is !"
44 Miscreant! I spurn the vile dross. Besides, there's ten per
cent discount on it." Thus spoke the noble Inez.
44 You'll think better of it, ere many wanes have waxed and
mooned, sweet lady," the pirate observed. "Listen! I am a
Spaniard. My name is 0'Mulligan ! The world calls me a pirate,
but no matter. Let that pass. And now the banquet. Ho!
slaves, bring in the victuals."
Six contraband negroes, arrayed in bright yellow, immediately
entered, bringing fishballs for one on salvers of solid gold. For
the pirate they brought rum and molasses in a golden goblet.
44 Have you a bill of fare ?" asked Inez.
44 No printed ones," said the pirate. 44 They are too expensive.
But wherefore ?"
441 was thinking whether or no you had any beans ?"
44 Pork, but nary a bean !" said the corsair sententiously.
With an aching heart and a tear-suffused cheek, Inez restricted
herself to the fishballs.
lt We corsairs,** said the Spaniard, u are not so bad as the World
would make out."
44 It's lately been merged with the Courier and Enquirer," said
Inez, still intently placing herself outside the minced fish.
The Spaniard, with a puzzled expression upon his face, continued : 44 We are loved by those who know us, and hold many
positions of trust and influence. For instance, I am Street Contractor and Member of the Common Council, while a brother of
mine is an army contractor. How does that strike you?" But
the fair Inez had not yet recuperated her exhausted energies, and
a series of seraphic snores told the Spaniard that she slept. Gently
throwing some buffalo robes over her fragile form, the Spaniard
CHAPTER V.—The PirAtes' Revel.
0'Mulligan and his merry men were passing the evening in a
hilarious manner at the Chiefs Cave, which was eligibly located
among the cliffs, and fitted up with gas, baths, and all the modern
improvements, including the comforts of a home, and within five
minutes walk of the depot.
The corsair chief was in a festive frame of mind, and absorbed
his rum and molasses with no little industry and tenacity of purpose. In compliance with a highly enthusiastic call, he arose and
addressed his men in a masterly speech. We regret that we only
have space for a synopsis of the eminent speaker's remarks. After
alluding to the rise and growth of affairs, and administering a
withering rebuke to the opposition, he said : " Comrades ! I am a
Secessionist, and am for Peace and two Governments. I am the
friend of virtue. Comrades ! I am wholly your own !" (Cries of
Hi! hi! hi! and the Chief was instantly presented with a gold-
headed cane by his brave followers, as a slight evidence of their
esteem. The presentation was wholly unexpected, and he could
find no language in which to fittingly express his emotions.)
44 Francois," said the pirate, 44 what special branch of industry
didst pursue wherewithal to acquire thy hash and griddle cakes
ere joining our noble band ?"
441 was a minstrel, my liege," said the young pirate. 441 was
an end man."
44 Well, how do you feel this evening, Ginger?" said the Chief.
44 Oh no, Ginger, you mean salubrious. Wilt shake up a glee-
some refrain, my fragile comrade ?"
441 will, most noble duke ; but first I should like to tell some
new gags. I want to tell you about the ice-cream balloon, and I
also wish to spell stovepipe—"
44 No, no," said the Chief, excitedly, a gleam of horror passing
over his face, " sing the song !" and the ex-minstrel sang as follows :
When Jefferson Davis seseshed and went,
And wrote his name as President,
Quoth a Yankee who the act did see,
You've signed your epitaph, Jefferson D.,
With your quill so fine, tra la 1
Look on this picture, my buccaneer,
A crowd of people have come here,
To see you swing on the gallows tree
The traitor's fate, hold Jefferson D. !
With your quill so fine, tra la J
A thousand seseshers bad and bold,
Shall rattle their chains in dungeons old,
Of all that number none shall 'scape
Who led us into this wretched scrape,
With their quills so fine, tra la !
44 Ha !" cried the Chief, and his sword leapt from its scabbard
and flashed fiercely in the gaslight. " A traitor-r-r-r to the Confederate Flag ! So, so ! Hast prayed to-night, Francois ?" said
the Chief, gloomily manipulating the point of his gleaming blade.
44A few, my lord!" replied the trembling corsair.
" If you bethink yourself of any crime, unreconciled as yet to
heaven and grace, solicit for it to onct."
44 Alas, my lord, what may you mean ?"
441 would not kill thy unprepared spirit."
44Talk you of killing?"
441 have said!"
44 Well, I must be allowed to say that you are pretty rough."
The unfortunate young pirate was dragged from the cave, but
placing his mouth to the keyhole he executed the following, in a
disdainful, sardonic voice :
TO MISS YANCEY IN PARIS.
Miss Yancey she is handsome,
Miss Yancey she is tall,