Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
THUS," continued our raconteur " thus ended the career of one of the most terrible pirates that ever infested these waters. He has left memorable traces, in curious and startling legends, all along these shores. There is a sequel to this narrative which I have related, in the further history of that horde of treasure of which we have seen the burial."
The narrator was sharply interrupted with a cry from one of the party.
" There's the light !"
The Charleston light !"
And the group of listeners were no longer to be spelled by
the raconteur. They broke away with a rush ; each eagerly
straining his eyes for the pale star-like beacon, set by the guardian civilization, on the edges of the great deep, for the benefit of the benighted mariner. Meanwhile, the swarthy beauty, Night, enveloped in dark mantle, was passing with all her train of starry servitors ; even as some queenly mourner, followed by legions of gay and brilliant courtiers, glides slowly and mourn-fully, in sad state and solemnity, on a duteous pilgrimage to some holy shrine. And, over the watery waste, that sad, sweet, doubtful light, such as Spenser describes in the cathedral wood
" A little glooming light most like a shade."
showed us the faint line of shore upon our right.
That is Long Island which we are so rapidly passing. There it was that Sir Henry Clinton marshalled his array, grenadiers and marines, in order to make their valiant demonstration upon the little army of rifles, under Thompson, on the ever-famous 28th of June, 1776, while Sir Peter Parker was hammering away at Fort Sullivan within the harbor, The white