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And now everybody brightens up, as a couple of colored gentlemen enter the cellar, and seating themselves upon a raised platform termed by courtesy "the orchestra," commence tuning a fiddle and base viol, preparatory to a dance by "all the characters."--Away the musicians glide into the harmonious measures of a gay quadrille--and to say the truth, the music is excellent, for Picayune and Joe are very skillful performers on their respective instruments; and are well qualified to play for a much more select and fas.h.i.+onable auditory. And now the voluptuous Kitty Cling-cling is led to the centre of the festive hall by a sable mariner, and begins to foot it merrily to the dulcet strains; while Bald-head and c.o.c.kroach find partners in two African geniuses, whose dress and general appearance would most decidedly exclude them from admission into a fancy ball at Brigham's. Away they go, through all the intricate mazes of the giddy dance. But see--a crowd of well-dressed but dissipated young men enter the cellar, their wild looks and disordered attire plainly indicating that they are on a regular "time."

Those young men have been imbibing freely at some fas.h.i.+onable saloon in Court or Hanover street, and have come to consummate the evening's "fun"

by having a dance with the fallen G.o.ddesses of Ann street. With a facetious perversity, they select as partners the most hideous of the negro women, and "mix in" the dance with a relish that could not be surpa.s.sed if their partners were each a Venus, and the cellar a magnificent hall of Terpsich.o.r.e. The dance concluded, they throw down a handful of silver upon the counter, and invite "all hands to take a drink," but very rarely drink themselves in such a place, well knowing the liquor to be unworthy the palate of men accustomed to the superior beverages of the aristocratic establishments. At the completion of this ceremony, they take their departure, to visit some other "crib," and repeat the same performances.

But let us (supposing ourselves to be invisible) pa.s.s from the dance hall and enter the adjoining apartment, which is smaller. Seated around a rough deal table are about thirty men and women, engaged in smoking and drinking. The room is dimly lighted by a couple of tallow candles, stuck in bottles; the walls are black with dust and smoke, and the aforesaid table and a few benches const.i.tute the entire furniture of the room. The general frequenters of the cellar are not admitted to this place, it being especially reserved for the use of those ladies and gentlemen who gain their living on the principle of an equal division of property--or in other words, _thieves_. In this room, secure from being overheard by the uninitiated and vulgar crowd, they could "ply the lush," and "blow a cloud," while they talked over their exploits and planned new depredations. The room was called the "Pig Pen," and the society who resorted there cla.s.sed themselves under the expressive tide of "Grabbers." Although not a regularly organized a.s.sociation, it had a sort of leader or captain whose authority was generally recognized. This gentleman was called "Jew Mike," from the fact of his belonging to the Hebrew persuasion; he was a gigantic, swarthy ruffian, with a long, black and most repulsive features, and was dressed in a style decidedly "flash," his coat garnished with huge bra.s.s b.u.t.tons, and his fingers profusely adorned with jewelry of the same material. He had recently graduated from the State Prison, where he had served a term of ten years for manslaughter, as the jury termed it; although it was universally regarded as one of the most cold-blooded and atrocious murders ever committed. To sum up the character of this man in a few words, he was a most desperate and blood-thirsty villain, capable of perpetrating the most enormous crimes; and dark hints were sometimes thrown out by his a.s.sociates in reference to his former career; some said that he was an escaped murderer from the South; others that he had been a pirate; while all united in bearing unqualified testimony as to the villainy of his character and the number and blackness of his crimes. He could not plead _ignorance_ in extenuation of his manifold enormities, for he possessed an education that would have qualified him to move in a respectable sphere of society, had he been so disposed. Upon his right was seated no less a personage that "Sow Nance," the hideous girl who had that day entrapped poor f.a.n.n.y Aubry into the power of Mr. Tickels; she was much intoxicated, and by the maudlin fondness which she displayed for Jew Mike, it was easy to surmise the nature of the relation existing between her and him. Included in the company were several other "apple girls,"

whose proficiency as thieves ent.i.tled them to the distinction of being considered as competent "Grabbers;" each one of these wretched young creatures had her lover, of "fancy man," who was generally some low, petty thief--although, among the male portion of the a.s.sembly, there were several expert and daring robbers, the most distinguished of whom was Jew Mike himself, whose skill as a burglar had elevated him to the highly honorable position of captain of the "Grabbers."

The "lush" was freely handed round, and the company soon grew "half seas over;" then came wildly exaggerated narratives of exploits in robbery, thieving, and almost every species of crime, interspersed with s.m.u.tty anecdotes and obscene songs, in which the females of the company were not a whit behind the males. At length Jew Mike himself was vociferously called on for either a song or a story; and not being a vocalist, the gentleman preferred entertaining his friends with the latter; so, clearing his throat by an enormous draught of brandy, he began as follows:

JEW MIKE'S STORY

"You see, lads and la.s.ses, a year or two before I came to this accursed country to be _jugged for a ten spot_, for manslaughter, (it was a clear murder, though, and a good piece of work, too,) I was a n.o.bleman's butler in the great city of London. Ah, _that_ was the place for a man to get a living in! No decent "Grabber," would stoop to petty stealing there; beautiful burglaries, yielding hundreds of pounds in silver plate; elegant highway robberies, producing piles of guineas and heaps of diamond watches,--that was the business followed by lads of the cross at that time in England. Well, there's no use in crying over spilt milk, any how; I was obliged to step out of England when the country got too hot to hold me, and if I returned there, by G----! my life wouldn't be worth a moment's purchase. And now to go on with my story. I was a n.o.bleman's butler, and glorious times I had of it--little to do, plenty of pickings and stealings, free access to the pantry and wine-cellar, and enjoying terms of easy intimacy with the prettiest chambermaid in London. The only drawback upon my happiness was Lord Hawley's _valet_, a Frenchman, named Lagrange, who had been in his lords.h.i.+p's service many years, and was regarded as a remarkably honest and faithful man,--and so he was; but those qualities which rendered him valuable to his lords.h.i.+p, of course rendered him devilish obnoxious to me,--for he suspected my real character, and was continually playing the spy upon me, and informing my master of all my little peccadilloes. For instance, his lords.h.i.+p would send for me in his library, and say, sternly,--'Simpson, my valet Lagrange informs me that you are improperly intimate with one of the female domestics; you must stop it, or quit my service.' And perhaps the next day he would again summon me before him, and, with that cursed valet grinning maliciously at me from behind his chair, say to me,--'Simpson, I hear that you make too free with my wine, and are frequently intoxicated; stop it, or I shall dismiss you.' In short, Lagrange was the bane of my existence, and I secretly swore to be terribly revenged upon him for his tattling propensities. You'll soon see how well I kept my oath.

"My Lady Hawley was a very gay, dissipated and beautiful woman, and I had long been aware that during my master's absence she was in the habit of receiving the clandestine visits of a handsome young officer of dragoons. To tell the truth, I used to admit him to the house, and see that no one was in the way to observe him enter her ladys.h.i.+p's chamber, for which services I received very liberal rewards from both her ladys.h.i.+p, and Captain St. Clair. Lord Hawley doted upon his wife, who was many years younger than himself; and often have I laughed in my sleeve when I thought what a cuckold she made of him. But he suspected nothing of the kind; I was the only person, besides the parties, who knew of the intrigue; even Lagrange, artful spy as he was, did not discover it. My master, who was addicted to gambling, was absent until a late hour every night, at Crockford's; and thus her ladys.h.i.+p had every opportunity to enjoy frequent interviews with her lover. As I knew of her frailty, I had her completely in my power; and often I was tempted to threaten her with exposure, unless she would "come down" handsomely with a thousand pounds or so, and grant me _any other favor_ that I might choose to demand, as the price of my silence,--for, as I said before, she was a beautiful woman, and a butler has feelings as ardent as those of a captain of dragoons.

"Well, matters continued very quiet and agreeable, until late one night, after I had gone to bed, I heard a low but hurried knock at the door of my room. I arose, hastily threw on a few garments, and opened the door, when to my astonishment in rushed Lady Hawley, in her night-dress, and threw herself into a chair, breathless with agitation. Almost instantly the thought flashed through my mind that her intrigue had been discovered; cautiously closing the door, I advanced towards her ladys.h.i.+p, and in a respectful manner inquired why she had honored me with a visit so unexpected, and what might be the cause of her evident agitation, at the same time a.s.suring her of my a.s.sistance, should she require it. She fixed her proud, beautiful eyes upon my face, and said, in a voice trembling with emotion,--

"'Good heavens, Simpson, only think of it, my foolish affair with Captain St. Clair is discovered!'

"'Is it possible, your ladys.h.i.+p?' I cried, 'and may I ask who--'

"'His lords.h.i.+p's valet, Lagrange, saw me, half an hour ago, conducting the Captain to the private stair-case which leads to the garden,'

replied her ladys.h.i.+p, shuddering, and shading her face with her hands.

"'And might not your ladys.h.i.+p purchase his silence?' I asked. She replied,--

"'I have just come from his room; you know how obstinate he is,--how entirely devoted to his lords.h.i.+p,--how blindly honest and faithful he has ever been,--how singularly averse to receiving presents from any source whatever, fearing it might have the appearance of bribery.

I went to his room, and offered him a hundred guineas if he would solemnly swear never to reveal what he had seen. In a tone of cold indifference he said, 'I must do my duty to his lords.h.i.+p, to whom I am bound by the strongest ties of grat.i.tude, even at the sacrifice of your ladys.h.i.+p's honor.' I entreated him, almost on my knees, to give the required promise; I offered to double, nay, treble the sum that I had named, but no; he turned from me, almost with disdain, (the low-born menial!) and requested me to retire, as I must be aware of the impropriety of such a visit, at such an hour. Perceiving the uselessness of attempting to bribe him to secrecy, I left him, cursing him for his obstinacy, and came direct to you. Heavens!' added her ladys.h.i.+p, drawing her robe over her partially denuded bosom, 'how desperate the fear of exposure has made me, that in this indecent attire I go at midnight to the chambers of male servants!--Simpson, can you help me in this dreadful emergency? You have heretofore proved faithful to me,--do not desert me now. _Lagrange must be silenced!_--do you understand me? At any cost,--at any risk,--his babbling tongue must be hushed, _by you_, for you are the only person whom I can trust in the affair. Yes, he must never speak the word that will proclaim my dishonor to the world!'

"'_At any cost_, your ladys.h.i.+p?' rejoined I, fixing my eyes steadily upon hers, for her despair rendered me bold, and I was not one to suffer an opportunity to slip by unimproved.

"'I understand you, fellow!' she replied, with a hysterical laugh and a glance of scorn,--'and much as I despise you, I answer yes! at any cost. But, gracious Heavens, what do I say? _you_, a menial, a base-born servitor! But no matter; even _that_ is far preferable to exposure. Good G.o.d! to think of being cast off by his lords.h.i.+p with loathing and contempt, despised and hated by my relatives,--an eternal blot upon my name,--forever excluded from the sphere of society of which I am the star and centre,--no, that shall never, never be.

Silence Lagrange--silence him forever,--then ask of me any favor, and it shall not be denied.'

"I approached her ladys.h.i.+p; she was pale as marble, but how superbly beautiful! Her glossy hair, all disordered, hung in rich ma.s.ses upon her uncovered shoulders; her seductive night-dress but imperfectly concealed the glories of her divine form,--her heaving bosom, so voluptuous and fair, was more than half disclosed to my gaze. With a palpitating heart I laid my trembling hand upon one of her plump, white shoulders. Never shall I forget the majestic rage and scorn of her look, as she started to her feet, and stood before me in all the pride of her imperial beauty.

"'Fellow,' she said, with desperate calmness, 'you are bold; but perhaps I ought to have expected this. I perceive that you are disposed to take every advantage of my situation. Be it so, then; but not until you have _earned the reward_, can you claim it. Remember this. Fortunately, his lords.h.i.+p is out of town, and will not return until the day after to-morrow; but oh! how unfortunate that his accursed valet did not accompany him! Lagrange pretended to be ill, and was left behind, and my lord was attended by another servant. No matter,--you will have an opportunity to dispose of this French spy ere the return of his master. I care not what method you take to silence his tongue,--but be secret and sure; and when the work is done, you shall have your reward--not before.'

"Having thus spoken, her ladys.h.i.+p swept out of the room with the air of a queen, leaving me to devise the best method of silencing Lagrange forever. I could not mistake her ladys.h.i.+p's meaning; she wished me to _murder_ the man. Now, the fact is, ladies and gentlemen, murder's a devilish ticklish business, any how; not that I ever had any false delicacy in relation to the wickedness of the thing--pshaw! nothing of the kind,--you'll all believe me when I a.s.sure you that I'd as soon cut a human throat, as wring the neck of a chicken, for that matter; but then the consequences of a discovery are so ducedly unpleasant, and although I am confident in my own mind that I am destined to terminate my existence ornamented with a hempen cravat, I have never had any desire to hasten that consummation. So I didn't altogether relish the job which her ladys.h.i.+p had given me; but when I thought of her surpa.s.sing beauty, my hesitation vanished like mists before the rising sun, and I resolved to do it.

"Several times the next day I tried to provoke Lagrange into a quarrel, but the wily rascal, as if divining my intentions, only shrugged his shoulders and smiled in the cold and sarcastic manner peculiar to him. This enraged me greatly, and after applying the most abusive epithets to him, I finally struck him. But all availed nothing; unlike the majority of his countrymen, the fellow was cold and pa.s.sionless, even under insults and blows. I had provided myself with a sharp butcher's knife, which I carried in my sleeve, ready to plunge into his heart, had he offered to attack me in return; and thus I hoped to make it appear that I had slain him in self-defence. But his admirable coolness and self-possession defeated that scheme,--and I saw that I would be obliged to slay him deliberately at the first opportunity.

"That opportunity was not long wanting.

"During the afternoon he had occasion to visit the wine vault, of which I alone had the key; I accompanied him thither, and while he was engaged in selecting some malt liquor for the servants' table, I said to him,--

"'Monsieur Lagrange, you are acquainted with a secret that intimately concerns her ladys.h.i.+p; what use do you intend to make of this knowledge?'

"The Frenchman very coolly intimated that it was none of my business, and continued his employment. His back was towards me; I approached nearer to him, and said, in a low tone--

"'You infernal, backbiting, sneaking scoundrel, you have often betrayed me to my master, and would now betray her ladys.h.i.+p. You shall not live to do it--die like a dog, as you are!'

"While thus addressing him, I had drawn forth my knife; and as I uttered the last words, I plunged it with all my force into his left side, up to the very handle. The blade pa.s.sed directly through his heart, and without a groan he fell dead at my feet.

"No remorse--no sorrow for the b.l.o.o.d.y deed I had committed, found entrance to my soul; on the contrary, I gazed at the corpse with savage exultation. 'That babbling tongue is now forever hushed,'

thought I; and then, as a sudden strange thought struck me, I added--'and that tongue shall be my pa.s.sport to a bliss more exquisite than the joys of Paradise.' With an untrembling hand I cut off the dead man's tongue, secured it about me, and having hid the body behind a row of wine casks, left the cellar, securely locked the door, and then went about my usual avocations, resolving to dispose of the corpse that night in some manner that should avert suspicion from me, for I had every confidence in my own ingenuity.

"Towards evening, I sought and obtained an interview with her ladys.h.i.+p, in private. She advanced to meet me with a hurried step and sparkling eyes.

"'Simpson, _is it done_?' she asked, in a tone of extreme agitation, and laying her delicate hand on my arm.

"'It is, your ladys.h.i.+p,' was my reply, producing and holding before her the b.l.o.o.d.y evidence of the deed--'and here is the tongue of Lagrange,--the tongue that would have proclaimed your shame and effected your ruin, had its owner lived; but he now lies a cold corpse, and this once mischievous member is now as powerless as a piece of carrion beneath a butcher's shamble.'

"'And the body--how will you dispose of that?' she asked, shuddering, and turning from the sickening spectacle with disgust.

"'To-night it shall be sunk deep in the waters of the Thames,' I replied; and then, in a more familiar manner than I had as yet ventured to a.s.sume, I reminded her ladys.h.i.+p of the _reward_ she had promised me, as soon as the job should be completed. Again she shuddered;--and turned deadly pale; and with a bitter smile, which seemed to me to be expressive of hatred and contempt combined, she answered--

"'You are right, Simpson; you have obeyed my wishes, and merit your reward,--but not now, not now! Come to my chamber at midnight; I shall expect you,--you understand. Go now--leave me; remove all traces of your crime. I shall take care to have a quant.i.ty of plate removed from the house to-night, and destroyed, and when his lords.h.i.+p returns to-morrow, he will imagine that Lagrange, despite his supposed faithfulness and integrity, has absconded and stolen the plate,--that will account to him for the valet's sudden disappearance. Leave me.'

"'Remember, at midnight, your ladys.h.i.+p,' said I, and left her; but when I had closed the door of the apartment, I imagined that I heard her give utterance to a scornful laugh. However, I attributed it to her gratification at the death of Lagrange, and descending to the wine cellar, I busied myself in was.h.i.+ng away the stains of blood from the floor. How impatiently I longed for the arrival of midnight! the hour that was to bring with it the reward of my crime!

"During the evening, I paid a visit to a noted "_boozing ken_" in St.

Giles', which bore the very suitable appellation of the "Jolly Thieves." Here I engaged two desperate fellows of my acquaintance--(for I went on a _crack_, now and then, myself, just to keep my hand in,)--to make away with the body of Lagrange; they were to come to the rear of my master's house, an hour after midnight, provided with a sack and some means of conveyance; and, for a liberal reward, they promised to carry off the corpse, and, having attached a heavy weight to it, sink it in the Thames,--although I felt a.s.sured in my own mind, that, instead of giving it to the fishes, they would make a more profitable disposition of it, by selling it to some surgeon for dissection;--body-s.n.a.t.c.hing being a part of their profession, as well as burglary and murder. Having made this important arrangement, and paid them a good round sum in advance, (for I was well provided with money,) I returned to my master's house, which I reached about eleven o'clock.

"At length the welcome midnight hour arrived, and with a beating heart I repaired to the chamber of her ladys.h.i.+p. It was a large apartment, furnished with exquisite taste and elegance,--in fact, a perfect bower of the graces; and, to my somewhat voluptuous mind, not the least attractive feature of it, was a magnificent and luxurious _bed_, mysteriously hidden beneath a profuse cloud of snowy drapery, heavily laden with costly lace. I had already pictured to myself the delights of an amorous dalliance within that bower of Venus, with one whose glorious beauty could not have been surpa.s.sed by that of the ardent G.o.ddess herself--but how grievously was I doomed to be disappointed, at the very moment when I fancied my triumph certain! But I must not antic.i.p.ate my story.

"In answer to my respectful, and I must own, somewhat timid, knock at the chamber door, I heard the musical but subdued voice of her ladys.h.i.+p bidding me to 'come in.' I entered, and having softly closed the door, noiselessly turned the key in the lock, and advanced to where she was seated by a table, upon which there stood wine, and materials of a _recherche_ supper. Drawing a chair close to her ladys.h.i.+p, I seated myself, and gazed at her long and ardently, while she, apparently unconscious of my presence, seemed to be deeply engaged in perusing a splendid volume of Byron's poems.

"Surprised and not perfectly at ease, in consequence of her silence and abstraction (for she had not even glanced at me,) I at length ventured to observe--

"'Your ladys.h.i.+p sees that I am punctual; as of course I could not neglect to keep so delightful an appointment.'

"Still she answered nothing, nor even raised her eyes from the book!

During the silence of some minutes that ensued, I had an excellent opportunity to feast my eyes upon the seraphic loveliness of her face, and the admirable proportions of her queen-like form. She was dressed with studied simplicity, and in a style half _neglige_, infinitely more fascinating than the most elaborate full dress. A robe of snowy whiteness, made so as to display her plump, soft arms, and fine, sloping shoulders, and entirely without ornament, const.i.tuted her attire; and a single white rose alone relieved the jet darkness of her cl.u.s.tering hair. She was seated in a manner that enabled me to view her profile to the best advantage; I was never more forcibly struck with its purely cla.s.sical and Grecian outlines; and I observed that a soft expression of melancholy was blended with the usual _hauteur_ that sat enthroned upon her angelic features.

"As I gazed admiringly upon the beautiful woman, whom I could almost imagine to be a being from a celestial world, I could not help saying to myself--

"'After all, she is an adulteress and a murderess; and is now about to sacrifice her person to me, the instrument of her murderous wishes.

Why, what a devil is here, in the form of a lovely woman, whose beauty would seem to proclaim her a tenant of the skies, while the black depravity of her heart fits her only for the companions.h.i.+p of the fiends below! Why do I hesitate and tremble in her presence? She is in my power--my _slave_! Yet, by heavens, what a superb creature! A thousand pa.s.sionate devils are dancing in her brilliant eyes--her lips are moist with the honey of love--and her form seems to glow with ardent but hidden fires! Come, let me delay no longer, but speak to her in the language befitting a master to his slave!'

"'Lady,' said I, in a tone familiar, yet not disrespectful--'why this reserve and silence? You know for what purpose I come thus at midnight to your chamber--it is by your own appointment, and to receive the reward of a difficult and dangerous service which I have performed for you. Nay, I see that you have antic.i.p.ated my coming, by preparing this delicate and acceptable feast for our entertainment. Is it not so, my charmer? And you have dressed yourself in this bewitching style of chaste simplicity, solely to please me--am I right? But come; though you have not yet spoken or looked at me, sweet coquette that you are, I read in your bright eyes the confirmation of my hopes. Let us first banquet upon the delights of love, and then sip the ruby contents of the sparkling wine-cup, which I'll swear are not one half so sweet as the nectar of your lips, which now I taste.'

"I clasped her in my arms as I spoke, and attempted to imprint a kiss upon her lips; but she hurled me from her with disdain, and said, with an air of lofty dignity--

"'Dog, how dare you thus intrude into the sanct.i.ty of my chamber? and how dared you for a moment presume to think that I intended to keep the promise which, in my eagerness to have Lagrange silenced, I gave you? Know that, sooner than submit to your base and loathsome embraces, I'd brave exposure and even death itself! If _money_ will satisfy you, name your sum, and be it ever so great, it shall be paid to you; but presume not to think that Lady Adelaide Hawley can ever so far forget her birth and rank, as to debase herself with such as you.'

"'_Money_, your ladys.h.i.+p, was not what I bargained for,' I boldly replied; for the scorn and contempt with which she treated me, stung me to the quick, and enraged me beyond all measure. 'If your ladys.h.i.+p refuses to perform, honorably and fairly, your part of the contract, you must take the consequences; you shall be proclaimed as an adulteress, and as an accessory to the crime of murder.'

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