A Book of Scoundrels eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 200 pages of information about A Book of Scoundrels.

A Book of Scoundrels eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 200 pages of information about A Book of Scoundrels.

Not only was his courage conspicuous; luck also was his constant companion; and a happy bewitchment protected him for three years against the possibility of harm.  He had been lying at Hatfield, at the George Inn, and set out in the early morning for London.  As he neared the town-gate, an old beldame begged an alms of him, and though Hind, not liking her ill-favoured visage, would have spurred forward, the beldame’s glittering eye held his horse motionless.  ‘Good woman,’ cried Hind, flinging her a crown, ‘I am in haste; pray let me pass.’  ‘Sir,’ answered the witch, ’three days I have awaited your coming.  Would you have me lose my labour now?’ And with Hind’s assent the sphinx delivered her message:  ‘Captain Hind,’ said she, ’your life is beset with constant danger, and since from your birth I have wished you well, my poor skill has devised a perfect safeguard.’  With this she gave him a small box containing what might have been a sundial or compass.  ‘Watch this star,’ quoth she, ’and when you know not your road, follow its guidance.  Thus you shall be preserved from every peril for the space of three years.  Thereafter, if you still have faith in my devotion, seek me again, and I will renew the virtue of the charm.’

Hind took the box joyfully; but when he turned to murmur a word of gratitude, the witch struck his nag’s flanks with a white wand, the horse leapt vehemently forward, and Hind saw his benefactress no more.  Henceforth, however, a warning voice spoke to him as plainly as did the demon to Socrates; and had he but obeyed the beldame’s admonition, he might have escaped a violent death.  For he passed the last day of the third year at the siege of Youghal, where; deprived of happy guidance, he was seriously wounded, and whence he presently regained England to his own undoing.

So long as he kept to the road, his life was one long comedy.  His wit and address were inexhaustible, and fortune never found him at a loss.  He would avert suspicion with the tune of a psalm, as when, habited like a pious shepherd, he broke a traveller’s head with his crook, and deprived him of his horse.  An early adventure was to force a pot-valiant parson, who had drunk a cup too much at a wedding, into a rarely farcical situation.  Hind, having robbed two gentlemen’s servants of a round sum, went ambling along the road until he encountered a parson.  ‘Sir,’ said he, ’I am closely pursued by robbers.  You, I dare swear, will not stand by and see me plundered.’  Before the parson could protest, he thrust a pistol into his hand, and bade him fire it at the first comer, while he rode off to raise the county.  Meanwhile the rifled travellers came up with the parson, who, straightway, mistaking them for thieves, fired without effect, and then, riding forward, flung the pistol in the face of the nearest.  Thus the parson of the parish was dragged before the magistrate, while Hind, before his dupe could furnish an explanation, had placed many a mile between himself and his adversary.

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