CONTENTS
THELEGENDOFMONTEDELDIABLO
THEADVENTUREOFPADREVICENTIO
THELEGENDOFDEVIL’SPOINT
THEDEVILANDTHEBROKER
THEOGRESSOFSILVERLAND
THERUINSOFSANFRANCISCO
ANIGHTATWINGDAM
LEGENDSANDTALES。
THELEGENDOFMONTEDELDIABLO。
Thecautiousreaderwilldetectalackofauthenticityinthefollowingpages。Iamnotacautiousreadermyself，yetIconfesswithsomeconcerntotheabsenceofmuchdocumentaryevidenceinsupportofthesingularincidentIamabouttorelate。Disjointedmemoranda，theproceedingsofayuntamientosandearlydepartmentaljuntas，withotherrecordsofaprimitiveandsuperstitiouspeople，havebeenmyinadequateauthorities。Itisbutjusttostate，however，thatthoughthisparticularstorylackscorroboration，inransackingtheSpanisharchivesofUpperCaliforniaIhavemetwithmanymoresurprisingandincrediblestories，attestedandsupportedtoadegreethatwouldhaveplacedthislegendbeyondacavilordoubt。Ihave，also，neverlostfaithinthelegendmyself，andinsodoinghaveprofitedmuchfromtheexamplesofdiversgrant-
claimants，whohaveoftenjostledmeintheirmorepracticalresearches，andwhohavemysinceresympathyatthescepticismofamodernhard-headedandpracticalworld。
FormanyyearsafterFatherJuniperoSerrofirstranghisbellinthewildernessofUpperCalifornia，thespiritwhichanimatedthatadventurouspriestdidnotwane。TheconversionoftheheathenwentonrapidlyintheestablishmentofMissionsthroughouttheland。SosedulouslydidthegoodFatherssetabouttheirwork，thataroundtheirisolatedchapelstherepresentlyaroseadobehuts，whosemud-plasteredandsavagetenantspartookregularlyoftheprovisions，andoccasionallyoftheSacrament，oftheirpioushosts。Nay，sogreatwastheirprogress，thatonezealousPadreisreportedtohaveadministeredtheLord’sSupperoneSabbathmorningto\"overthreehundredheathenSalvages。\"ItwasnottobewonderedthattheEnemyofSouls，beinggreatlyincensedthereat，andalarmedathisdecreasingpopularity，shouldhavegrievouslytemptedandembarrassedtheseHolyFathers，asweshallpresentlysee。
Yettheywerehappy，peacefuldaysforCalifornia。ThevagrantkeelsofpryingCommercehadnotasyetruffledthelordlygravityofherbays。Notornandraggedgulchbetrayedthesuspicionofgoldentreasure。Thewildoatsdroopedidlyinthemorningheat，orwrestledwiththeafternoonbreezes。Deerandantelopedottedtheplain。Thewatercoursesbrawledintheirfamiliarchannels，nordreamedofevershiftingtheirregulartide。ThewondersoftheYosemiteandCalaveraswereasyetunrecorded。TheHolyFathersnotedlittleofthelandscapebeyondthebarbaricprodigalitywithwhichthequicksoilrepaidthesowing。Anewconversion，theadventofaSaint’sday，orthebaptismofanIndianbaby，wasatoncethechronicleandmarveloftheirday。
AtthisblissfulepochtherelivedattheMissionofSanPabloFatherJoseAntonioHaro，aworthybrotheroftheSocietyofJesus。
Hewasoftallandcadaverousaspect。Asomewhatromantichistoryhadgivenapoeticinteresttohislugubriousvisage。Whileayouth，pursuinghisstudiesatfamousSalamanca，hehadbecomeenamoredofthecharmsofDonaCarmendeTorrencevara，asthatladypassedtohermatutinaldevotions。Untowardcircumstances，hastened，perhaps，byawealthiersuitor，broughtthisamourtoadisastrousissue；andFatherJoseenteredamonastery，takinguponhimselfthevowsofcelibacy。Itwasherethathisnaturalfervorandpoeticenthusiasmconceivedexpressionasamissionary。A
longingtoconverttheuncivilizedheathensucceededhisfrivolousearthlypassion，andadesiretoexploreanddevelopunknownfastnessescontinuallypossessedhim。InhisflashingeyeandsombreexteriorwasdetectedasingularcomminglingofthediscreetLasCasasandtheimpetuousBalboa。
Firedbythispiouszeal，FatherJosewentforwardinthevanofChristianpioneers。OnreachingMexico，heobtainedauthoritytoestablishtheMissionofSanPablo。LikethegoodJunipero，accompaniedonlybyanacolyteandmuleteer，heunsaddledhismulesinaduskycanyon，andranghisbellinthewilderness。Thesavages——apeaceful，inoffensive，andinferiorrace——presentlyflockedaroundhim。Thenearestmilitarypostwasfaraway，whichcontributedmuchtothesecurityofthesepiouspilgrims，whofoundtheiropentrustfulnessandamiabilitybetterfittedtorepresshostilitythanthepresenceofanarmed，suspicious，andbrawlingsoldiery。SothegoodFatherJosesaidmatinsandprime，massandvespers，intheheartofSinandHeathenism，takingnoheedtohimself，butlookingonlytothewelfareoftheHolyChurch。
Conversionssoonfollowed，and，onthe7thofJuly，1760，thefirstIndianbabywasbaptized，——aneventwhich，asFatherJosepiouslyrecords，\"exceedstherichnesseofgoldorpreciousjewelsorthechancingupontheOphirofSolomon。\"IquotethisincidentasbestsuitedtoshowtheingeniousblendingofpoetryandpietywhichdistinguishedFatherJose’srecord。
TheMissionofSanPabloprogressedandprospereduntilthepiousfounderthereof，liketheinfidelAlexander，mighthaveweptthattherewerenomoreheathenworldstoconquer。Buthisardentandenthusiasticspiritcouldnotlongbrookanidlenessthatseemedbegottenofsin；andonepleasantAugustmorning，intheyearofgrace1770，FatherJoseissuedfromtheoutercourtoftheMissionbuilding，equippedtoexplorethefieldfornewmissionarylabors。
Nothingcouldexceedthequietgravityandunpretentiousnessofthelittlecavalcade。Firstrodeastoutmuleteer，leadingapack-muleladenwiththeprovisionsoftheparty，togetherwithafewcheapcrucifixesandhawks’bells。AfterhimcamethedevoutPadreJose，bearinghisbreviaryandcross，withablackserapathrownaroundhisshoulders；whileoneithersidetrottedaduskyconvert，anxioustoshowapropersenseoftheirregenerationbyactingasguidesintothewildsoftheirheathenbrethren。Theirnewconditionwasagreeablyshownbytheabsenceoftheusualmud-
plaster，whichintheirunconvertedstatetheyassumedtokeepawayverminandcold。Themorningwasbrightandpropitious。Beforetheirdeparture，masshadbeensaidinthechapel，andtheprotectionofSt。Ignatiusinvokedagainstallcontingentevils，butespeciallyagainstbears，which，likethefierydragonsofold，seemedtocherishunconquerablehostilitytotheHolyChurch。
Astheywoundthroughthecanyon，charmingbirdsdisporteduponboughsandsprays，andsoberquailspipedfromthealders；thewillowywater-coursesgaveamusicalutterance，andthelonggrasswhisperedonthehillside。Onenteringthedeeperdefiles，abovethemtowereddarkgreenmassesofpine，andoccasionallythemadronoshookitsbrightscarletberries。Astheytoiledupmanyasteepascent，FatherJosesometimespickedupfragmentsofscoria，whichspaketohisimaginationofdirefulvolcanoesandimpendingearthquakes。TothelessscientificmindofthemuleteerIgnaciotheyhadevenamoreterrifyingsignificance；andheonceortwicesnuffedtheairsuspiciously，anddeclaredthatitsmeltofsulphur。Sothefirstdayoftheirjourneyworeaway，andatnighttheyencampedwithouthavingmetasingleheathenface。
ItwasonthisnightthattheEnemyofSoulsappearedtoIgnacioinanappallingform。Hehadretiredtoasecludedpartofthecampandhadsunkuponhiskneesinprayerfulmeditation，whenhelookedupandperceivedtheArch-Fiendinthelikenessofamonstrousbear。TheEvilOnewasseatedonhishindlegsimmediatelybeforehim，withhisforepawsjoinedtogetherjustbelowhisblackmuzzle。Wiselyconceivingthisremarkableattitudetobeinmockeryandderisionofhisdevotions，theworthymuleteerwastransportedwithfury。Seizinganarquebuse，heinstantlyclosedhiseyesandfired。Whenhehadrecoveredfromtheeffectsoftheterrificdischarge，theapparitionhaddisappeared。FatherJose，awakenedbythereport，reachedthespotonlyintimetochidethemuleteerforwastingpowderandballinacontestwithonewhomasingleavewouldhavebeensufficienttoutterlydiscomfit。WhatfurtherrelianceheplacedonIgnacio’sstoryisnotknown；but，incommemorationofaworthyCaliforniancustom，theplacewascalledLaCanadadelaTentaciondelPioMuletero，or\"TheGlenoftheTemptationofthePiousMuleteer，\"anamewhichitretainstothisday。
Thenextmorningtheparty，issuingfromanarrowgorge，cameuponalongvalley，searandburntwiththeshadelessheat。Itslowerextremitywaslostinafadinglineoflowhills，which，gatheringmightandvolumetowardtheupperendofthevalley，upheavedastupendousbulwarkagainstthebreezyNorth。Thepeakofthisawfulspurwasjusttouchedbyafleecycloudthatshiftedtoandfrolikeabanneret。FatherJosegazedatitwithmingledaweandadmiration。Byasingularcoincidence，themuleteerIgnacioutteredthesimpleejaculation\"Diablo！\"
Astheypenetratedthevalley，theysoonbegantomisstheagreeablelifeandcompanionableechoesofthecanyontheyhadquitted。Hugefissuresintheparchedsoilseemedtogapeaswiththirstymouths。Afewsquirrelsdartedfromtheearth，anddisappearedasmysteriouslybeforethejinglingmules。Agraywolftrottedleisurelyalongjustahead。ButwhicheverwayFatherJoseturned，themountainalwaysasserteditselfandarrestedhiswanderingeye。Outofthedryandaridvalley，itseemedtospringintocoolerandbracinglife。Deepcavernousshadowsdweltalongitsbase；rockyfastnessesappearedmidwayofitselevation；andoneithersidehugeblackhillsdivergedlikemassyrootsfromacentraltrunk。Hislivelyfancypicturedthesehillspeopledwithamajesticandintelligentraceofsavages；andlookingintofuturity，healreadysawamonstrouscrosscrowningthedome-likesummit。Fardifferentwerethesensationsofthemuleteer，whosawinthoseawfulsolitudesonlyfierydragons，colossalbearsandbreak-necktrails。Theconverts，ConcepcionandIncarnacion，trottingmodestlybesidethePadre，recognized，perhaps，somemanifestationoftheirformerweirdmythology。
Atnightfalltheyreachedthebaseofthemountain。HereFatherJoseunpackedhismules，saidvespers，and，formallyringinghisbell，calledupontheGentileswithinhearingtocomeandaccepttheHolyFaith。Theechoesoftheblackfrowninghillsaroundhimcaughtupthepiousinvitation，andrepeateditatintervals；butnoGentilesappearedthatnight。Norwerethedevotionsofthemuleteeragaindisturbed，althoughheafterwardasserted，that，whentheFather’sexhortationwasended，amockingpealoflaughtercamefromthemountain。NothingdauntedbytheseintimationsofthenearhostilityoftheEvilOne，FatherJosedeclaredhisintentiontoascendthemountainatearlydawn；andbeforethesunrosethenextmorninghewasleadingtheway。
Theascentwasinmanyplacesdifficultanddangerous。Hugefragmentsofrockoftenlayacrossthetrail，andafterafewhours’climbingtheywereforcedtoleavetheirmulesinalittlegully，andcontinuetheascentafoot。Unaccustomedtosuchexertion，FatherJoseoftenstoppedtowipetheperspirationfromhisthincheeks。Asthedayworeon，astrangesilenceoppressedthem。Excepttheoccasionalpatteringofasquirrel，orarustlinginthechimisalbushes，therewerenosignsoflife。Thehalf-
humanprintofabear’sfootsometimesappearedbeforethem，atwhichIgnacioalwayscrossedhimselfpiously。Theeyewassometimescheatedbyadrippingfromtherocks，whichoncloserinspectionprovedtobearesinousoilyliquidwithanabominablesulphuroussmell。Whentheywerewithinashortdistanceofthesummit，thediscreetIgnacio，selectingashelterednookforthecamp，slippedasideandbusiedhimselfinpreparationsfortheevening，leavingtheHolyFathertocontinuetheascentalone。
Neverwasthereamorethoughtlessactofprudence，neveramoreimprudentpieceofcaution。Withoutnoticingthedesertion，buriedinpiousreflection，FatherJosepushedmechanicallyon，and，reachingthesummit，casthimselfdownandgazedupontheprospect。
Belowhimlayasuccessionofvalleysopeningintoeachotherlikegentlelakes，untiltheywerelosttothesouthward。WesterlythedistantrangehidtheboskycanadawhichshelteredthemissionofSanPablo。InthefartherdistancethePacificOceanstretchedaway，bearingacloudoffoguponitsbosom，whichcreptthroughtheentranceofthebay，androlledthicklybetweenhimandthenortheastward；thesamefoghidthebaseofmountainandtheviewbeyond。Still，fromtimetotimethefleecyveilparted，andtimidlydisclosedcharmingglimpsesofmightyrivers，mountaindefiles，androllingplains，searwithripenedoats，andbathedintheglowofthesettingsun。AsFatherJosegazed，hewaspenetratedwithapiouslonging。Alreadyhisimagination，filledwithenthusiasticconceptions，beheldallthatvastexpansegatheredunderthemildswayoftheHolyFaith，andpeopledwithzealousconverts。Eachlittleknollinfancybecamecrownedwithachapel；fromeachdarkcanyongleamedthewhitewallsofamissionbuilding。Growingbolderinhisenthusiasm，andlookingfartherintofuturity，hebeheldanewSpainrisingonthesesavageshores。
Healreadysawthespiresofstatelycathedrals，thedomesofpalaces，vineyards，gardens，andgroves。Convents，halfhidamongthehills，peepingfromplantationsofbranchinglimes；andlongprocessionsofchantingnunswoundthroughthedefiles。SocompletelywasthegoodFather’sconceptionofthefutureconfoundedwiththepast，thatevenintheirchoralstrainthewell-rememberedaccentsofCarmenstruckhisear。Hewasbusiedinthesefancifulimaginings，whensuddenlyoverthatextendedprospectthefaint，distanttollingofabellrangsadlyoutanddied。ItwastheAngelus。FatherJoselistenedwithsuperstitiousexaltation。ThemissionofSanPablowasfaraway，andthesoundmusthavebeensomemiraculousomen。Butneverbefore，tohisenthusiasticsense，didthesweetseriousnessofthisangelicsymbolcomewithsuchstrangesignificance。Withthelastfaintpeal，hisglowingfancyseemedtocool；thefogclosedinbelowhim，andthegoodFatherrememberedhehadnothadhissupper。Hehadrisenandwaswrappinghisserapaaroundhim，whenheperceivedforthefirsttimethathewasnotalone。
Nearlyopposite，andwhereshouldhavebeenthefaithlessIgnacio，agraveanddecorousfigurewasseated。Hisappearancewasthatofanelderlyhidalgo，dressedinmourning，withmustachesofiron-
graycarefullywaxedandtwistedaroundapairoflantern-jaws。
Themonstroushatandprodigiousfeather，theenormousruffandexaggeratedtrunk-hose，contrastedwithaframeshrivelledandwizened，allbelongedtoacenturyprevious。YetFatherJosewasnotastonished。Hisadventurouslifeandpoeticimagination，continuallyonthelookoutforthemarvellous，gavehimacertainadvantageoverthepracticalandmaterialminded。Heinstantlydetectedthediabolicalqualityofhisvisitant，andwasprepared。
Withequalcoolnessandcourtesyhemetthecavalier’sobeisance。
\"Iaskyourpardon，SirPriest，\"saidthestranger，\"fordisturbingyourmeditations。Pleasanttheymusthavebeen，andrightfanciful，Iimagine，whenoccasionedbysofairaprospect。\"
\"Worldly，perhaps，SirDevil，——forsuchItakeyoutobe，\"saidtheHolyFather，asthestrangerbowedhisblackplumestotheground；
\"worldly，perhaps；forithathpleasedHeaventoretaineveninourregeneratedstatemuchthatpertainethtotheflesh，yetstill，I
trust，notwithoutsomespeculationforthewelfareoftheHolyChurch。Indwellinguponyonfairexpanse，mineeyeshavebeengraciouslyopenedwithpropheticinspiration，andthepromiseoftheheathenasaninheritancehathmarvellouslyrecurredtome。
FortherecanbenonelacksuchdiligenceintheTrueFaith，butmayseethateventheconversionofthesepitifulsalvageshathameaning。AstheblessedSt。Ignatiusdiscreetlyobserves，\"
continuedFatherJose，clearinghisthroatandslightlyelevatinghisvoice，\"’theheathenisgiventothewarriorsofChrist，evenasthepearlsofrarediscoverywhichgladdentheheartsofshipmen。’Nay，Imightsay——\"
Butherethestranger，whohadbeenwrinklinghisbrowsandtwistinghismustacheswithwell-bredpatience，tookadvantageofanoratoricalpause：——
\"Itgrievesme，SirPriest，tointerruptthecurrentofyoureloquenceasdiscourteouslyasIhavealreadybrokenyourmeditations；butthedayalreadywanethtonight。Ihaveamatterofseriousimporttomakewithyou，couldIentreatyourcautiousconsiderationafewmoments。\"
FatherJosehesitated。Thetemptationwasgreat，andtheprospectofacquiringsomeknowledgeoftheGreatEnemy’splansnottheleasttriflingobject。Andifthetruthmustbetold，therewasacertaindecorumaboutthestrangerthatinterestedthePadre。
ThoughwellawareoftheProteanshapestheArch-Fiendcouldassume，andthoughfreefromtheweaknessesoftheflesh，FatherJosewasnotabovethetemptationsofthespirit。HadtheDevilappeared，asinthecaseofthepiousSt。Anthony，inthelikenessofacomelydamsel，thegoodFather，withhiscertainexperienceofthedeceitfulsex，wouldhavewhiskedherawayinthesayingofapaternoster。Buttherewas，addedtothesecurityofage，agravesadnessaboutthestranger，——athoughtfulconsciousnessasofbeingatagreatmoraldisadvantage，——whichatoncedecidedhimonamagnanimouscourseofconduct。
Thestrangerthenproceededtoinformhim，thathehadbeendiligentlyobservingtheHolyFather’striumphsinthevalley。
That，farfrombeinggreatlyexercisedthereat，hehadbeenonlygrievedtoseesoenthusiasticandchivalrousanantagonistwastinghiszealinahopelesswork。For，heobserved，theissueofthegreatbattleofGoodandEvilhadbeenotherwisesettled，ashewouldpresentlyshowhim。\"Itwantsbutafewmomentsofnight，\"
hecontinued，\"andoverthisintervaloftwilight，asyouknow，I
havebeengivencompletecontrol。LooktotheWest。\"
AsthePadreturned，thestrangertookhisenormoushatfromhishead，andwaveditthreetimesbeforehim。Ateachsweepoftheprodigiousfeather，thefoggrewthinner，untilitmeltedimpalpablyaway，andtheformerlandscapereturned，yetwarmwiththeglowingsun。AsFatherJosegazed，astrainofmartialmusicarosefromthevalley，andissuingfromadeepcanyon，thegoodFatherbeheldalongcavalcadeofgallantcavaliers，habitedlikehiscompanion。Astheysweptdowntheplain，theywerejoinedbylikeprocessions，thatslowlydefiledfromeveryravineandcanyonofthemysteriousmountain。Fromtimetotimethepealofatrumpetswelledfitfullyuponthebreeze；thecrossofSantiagoglittered，andtheroyalbannersofCastileandAragonwavedoverthemovingcolumn。Sotheymovedonsolemnlytowardthesea，where，inthedistance，FatherJosesawstatelycaravels，bearingthesamefamiliarbanner，awaitingthem。ThegoodPadregazedwithconflictingemotions，andtheseriousvoiceofthestrangerbrokethesilence。
\"Thouhastbeheld，SirPriest，thefadingfootprintsofadventurousCastile。ThouhastseenthedeclininggloryofoldSpain，——
decliningasyonderbrilliantsun。Thesceptreshehathwrestedfromtheheathenisfastdroppingfromherdecrepitandfleshlessgrasp。Thechildrenshehathfosteredshallknowhernolonger。
ThesoilshehathacquiredshallbelosttoherasirrevocablyassheherselfhaththrusttheMoorfromherownGranada。\"
Thestrangerpaused，andhisvoiceseemedbrokenbyemotion；atthesametime，FatherJose，whosesympathizingheartyearnedtowardthedepartingbanners，criedinpoignantaccents，——
\"Farewell，yegallantcavaliersandChristiansoldiers！Farewell，thou，NunesdeBalboa！thou，AlonzodeOjeda！andthou，mostvenerableLasCasas！Farewell，andmayHeavenprosperstilltheseedyeleftbehind！\"
Thenturningtothestranger，FatherJosebeheldhimgravelydrawhispocket-handkerchieffromthebasket-hiltofhisrapier，andapplyitdecorouslytohiseyes。
\"Pardonthisweakness，SirPriest，\"saidthecavalier，apologetically；\"buttheseworthygentlemenwereancientfriendsofmine，andhavedonememanyadelicateservice，——muchmore，perchance，thanthesepoorsablesmaysignify，\"headded，withagrimgesturetowardthemourningsuithewore。
FatherJosewastoomuchpreoccupiedinreflectiontonoticetheequivocalnatureofthistribute，and，afterafewmoments’
silence，said，asifcontinuinghisthought，——
\"Buttheseedtheyhaveplantedshallthriveandprosperonthisfruitfulsoil。\"
Asifansweringtheinterrogatory，thestrangerturnedtotheoppositedirection，and，againwavinghishat，said，inthesameserioustone，——
\"LooktotheEast！\"
TheFatherturned，and，asthefogbrokeawaybeforethewavingplume，hesawthatthesunwasrising。Issuingwithitsbrightbeamsthroughthepassesofthesnowymountainsbeyond，appearedastrangeandmotleycrew。Insteadofthedarkandromanticvisagesofhislastphantomtrain，theFatherbeheldwithstrangeconcerntheblueeyesandflaxenhairofaSaxonrace。Inplaceofmartialairsandmusicalutterance，thereroseupontheearastrangedinofharshgutturalsandsingularsibilation。Insteadofthedecoroustreadandstatelymienofthecavaliersoftheformervision，theycamepushing，bustling，panting，andswaggering。Andastheypassed，thegoodFathernoticedthatgianttreeswereprostratedaswiththebreathofatornado，andthebowelsoftheearthweretornandrentaswithaconvulsion。AndFatherJoselookedinvainforholycrossorChristiansymbol；therewasbutonethatseemedanensign，andhecrossedhimselfwithholyhorrorasheperceiveditboretheeffigyofabear。
\"WhoaretheseswaggeringIshmaelites？\"heasked，withsomethingofasperityinhistone。
Thestrangerwasgravelysilent。
\"Whatdotheyhere，withneithercrossnorholysymbol？\"heagaindemanded。
\"Haveyouthecouragetosee，SirPriest？\"respondedthestranger，quietly。
FatherJosefelthiscrucifix，asalonelytravellermighthisrapier，andassented。
\"Stepundertheshadowofmyplume，\"saidthestranger。
FatherJosesteppedbesidehim，andtheyinstantlysankthroughtheearth。
Whenheopenedhiseyes，whichhadremainedclosedinprayerfulmeditationduringhisrapiddescent，hefoundhimselfinavastvault，bespangledoverheadwithluminouspointslikethestarredfirmament。Itwasalsolightedbyayellowglowthatseemedtoproceedfromamightyseaorlakethatoccupiedthecentreofthechamber。Aroundthissubterraneanseaduskyfiguresflitted，bearingladlesfilledwiththeyellowfluid，whichtheyhadreplenishedfromitsdepths。Fromthislakedivergingstreamsofthesamemysteriousfloodpenetratedlikemightyriversthecavernousdistance。AstheywalkedbythebanksofthisglitteringStyx，FatherJoseperceivedhowtheliquidstreamatcertainplacesbecamesolid。Thegroundwasstrewnwithglitteringflakes。OneofthesethePadrepickedupandcuriouslyexamined。Itwasvirgingold。
AnexpressionofdiscomfitureovercastthegoodFather’sfaceatthisdiscovery；buttherewastraceneitherofmalicenorsatisfactioninthestranger’sair，whichwasstillofseriousandfatefulcontemplation。WhenFatherJoserecoveredhisequanimity，hesaid，bitterly，——
\"This，then，SirDevil，isyourwork！Thisisyourdeceitfullurefortheweaksoulsofsinfulnations！SowouldyoureplacetheChristiangraceofholySpain！\"
\"Thisiswhatmustbe，\"returnedthestranger，gloomily。\"Butlisten，SirPriest。Itlieswithyoutoaverttheissueforatime。Leavemehereinpeace。GobacktoCastile，andtakewithyouyourbells，yourimages，andyourmissions。Continuehere，andyouonlyprecipitateresults。Stay！promisemeyouwilldothis，andyoushallnotlackthatwhichwillrenderyouroldageanornamentandablessing\"；andthestrangermotionedsignificantlytothelake。
Itwashere，thelegenddiscreetlyrelates，thattheDevilshowed——
ashealwaysshowssoonerorlater——hisclovenhoof。TheworthyPadre，sorelyperplexedbyhisthreefoldvision，and，ifthetruthmustbetold，alittlenettledatthiswrestingawayofthegloryofholySpanishdiscovery，hadshownsomehesitation。ButtheunluckybribeoftheEnemyofSoulstouchedhisCastilianspirit。
Startingbackindeepdisgust，hebrandishedhiscrucifixinthefaceoftheunmaskedFiend，andinavoicethatmadetheduskyvaultresound，cried，——
\"Avauntthee，Sathanas！Diabolus，Idefythee！What！wouldstthoubribeme，——me，abrotheroftheSacredSocietyoftheHolyJesus，LicentiateofCordovaandInquisitorofGuadalaxara？Thinkestthoutobuymewiththysordidtreasure？Avaunt！\"
Whatmighthavebeentheissueofthisrupture，andhowcompletemighthavebeenthetriumphoftheHolyFatherovertheArch-Fiend，whowasrecoilingaghastatthesesacredtitlesandtheflourishingsymbol，wecanneverknow，foratthatmomentthecrucifixslippedthroughhisfingers。
ScarcelyhadittouchedthegroundbeforeDevilandHolyFathersimultaneouslycastthemselvestowardit。Inthestruggletheyclinched，andthepiousJose，whowasasmuchthesuperiorofhisantagonistinbodilyasinspiritualstrength，wasabouttotreattheGreatAdversarytoabacksomersault，whenhesuddenlyfeltthelongnailsofthestrangerpiercinghisflesh。Anewfearseizedhisheart，anumbingchillnesscreptthroughhisbody，andhestruggledtofreehimself，butinvain。Astrangeroaringwasinhisears；thelakeandcaverndancedbeforehiseyesandvanished；
andwithaloudcryhesanksenselesstotheground。
Whenherecoveredhisconsciousnesshewasawareofagentleswayingmotionofhisbody。Heopenedhiseyes，andsawitwashighnoon，andthathewasbeingcarriedinalitterthroughthevalley。Hefeltstiff，and，lookingdown，perceivedthathisarmwastightlybandagedtohisside。
Heclosedhiseyesandafterafewwordsofthankfulprayer，thoughthowmiraculouslyhehadbeenpreserved，andmadeavowofcandlestickstotheblessedSaintJose。Hethencalledinafaintvoice，andpresentlythepenitentIgnaciostoodbesidehim。
Thejoythepoorfellowfeltathispatron’sreturningconsciousnessforsometimechokedhisutterance。Hecouldonlyejaculate，\"A
miracle！BlessedSaintJose，helives！\"andkissthePadre’sbandagedhand。FatherJose，moreintentonhislastnight’sexperience，waitedforhisemotiontosubside，andaskedwherehehadbeenfound。
\"Onthemountain，yourReverence，butafewvarasfromwhereheattackedyou。\"
\"How？——yousawhimthen？\"askedthePadre，inunfeignedastonishment。
\"Sawhim，yourReverence！MotherofGod，IshouldthinkIdid！
AndyourReverenceshallseehimtoo，ifheevercomesagainwithinrangeofIgnacio’sarquebuse。\"
\"Whatmeanyou，Ignacio？\"saidthePadre，sittingbolt-uprightinhislitter。
\"Why，thebear，yourReverence，——thebear，HolyFather，whoattackedyourworshipfulpersonwhileyouweremeditatingonthetopofyondermountain。\"
\"Ah！\"saidtheHolyFather，lyingdownagain。\"Chut，child！I
wouldbeatpeace。\"
WhenhereachedtheMission，hewastenderlycaredfor，andinafewweekswasenabledtoresumethosedutiesfromwhich，aswillbeseen，noteventhemachinationsoftheEvilOnecoulddiverthim。
Thenewsofhisphysicaldisasterspreadoverthecountry；andalettertotheBishopofGuadalaxaracontainedaconfidentialanddetailedaccountofthegoodFather’sspiritualtemptation。Butinsomewaythestoryleakedout；andlongafterJosewasgatheredtohisfathers，hismysteriousencounterformedthethemeofthrillingandwhisperednarrative。Themountainwasgenerallyshunned。ItistruethatSenorJoaquinPedrilloafterwardlocatedagrantnearthebaseofthemountain；butasSenoraPedrillowasknowntobeatermaganthalf-breed，theSenorwasnotsupposedtobeover-
fastidious。
SuchistheLegendofMontedelDiablo。AsIsaidbefore，itmayseemtolackessentialcorroboration。ThediscrepancybetweentheFather’snarrativeandtheactualclimaxhasgivenrisetosomescepticismonthepartofingeniousquibblers。AllsuchIwouldsimplyrefertothatpartofthereportofSenorJulioSerro，Sub-
PrefectofSanPablo，beforewhomattestoftheabovewasmade。
Touchingthismatter，theworthyPrefectobserves，\"ThatalthoughthebodyofFatherJosedothshowevidenceofgrievousconflictintheflesh，yetthatisnoproofthattheEnemyofSouls，whocouldassumethefigureofadecorouselderlycaballero，couldnotatthesametimetransformhimselfintoabearforhisownvilepurposes。\"
THEADVENTUREOFPADREVINCENTIO
ALEGENDOFSANFRANCISCO。
OnepleasantNewYear’sEve，aboutfortyyearsago，PadreVicentiowasslowlypickinghiswayacrossthesand-hillsfromtheMissionDolores。AsheclimbedthecrestoftheridgebesideMissionCreek，hisbroad，shiningfacemighthavebeeneasilymistakenforthebeneficentimageoftherisingmoon，soblandwasitssmileandsoindefiniteitsfeatures。ForthePadrewasamanofnotablereputationandcharacter；hisministrationatthemissionofSanJosehadbeenmarkedwithcordialityandunction；hewasadoredbythesimple-mindedsavages，andhadsucceededinimpressinghisindividualitysostronglyuponthemthattheverychildrenweresaidtohavemiraculouslyresembledhiminfeature。
Astheholymanreachedtheloneliestportionoftheroad，henaturallyputspurstohismuleasiftoquickenthatdecorouspacewhichtheobedientanimalhadacquiredthroughlongexperienceofitsmaster’shabits。Thelocalityhadanunfavorablereputation。
Sailors——desertersfromwhaleships——hadbeenseenlurkingabouttheoutskirtsofthetown，andlowscruboakswhicheverywherebesetthetrailmighthaveeasilyconcealedsomedesperaterunaway。
Besidesthesematerialobstructions，thedevil，whosehostilitytothechurchwaswellknown，wassaidtosometimeshauntthevicinityinthelikenessofaspectralwhaler，whohadmethisdeathinadrunkenbout，fromaharpooninthehandsofacompanion。Theghostofthisunfortunatemarinerwasfrequentlyobservedsittingonthehilltowardtheduskofevening，armedwithhisfavoriteweaponandatubcontainingacoilofline，lookingoutforsomebelatedtravelleronwhomtoexercisehisprofessionalskill。ItisrelatedthatthegoodFatherJoseMariaoftheMissionDoloreshadbeentwiceattackedbythisphantomsportsman；thatonce，onreturningfromSanFrancisco，andpantingwithexertionfromclimbingthehill，hewasstartledbyastentoriancryof\"Theresheblows！\"quicklyfollowedbyahurtlingharpoon，whichburieditselfinthesandbesidehim；thatonanotheroccasionhenarrowlyescapeddestruction，hisserapahavingbeentransfixedbythediabolicalharpoonanddraggedawayintriumph。Popularopinionseemstohavebeendividedastothereasonforthedevil’sparticularattentiontoFatherJose，someassertingthattheextremepietyofthePadreexcitedtheEvilOne’sanimosity，andothersthathisadiposetendencysimplyrenderedhim，fromaprofessionalview-point，aprofitablecapture。
HadFatherVicentiobeeninclinedtoscoffatthisapparitionasahereticalinnovation，therewasstillthestoryofConcepcion，theDemonVaquero，whoseterribleriatawasfullyaspotentasthewhaler’sharpoon。Concepcion，whenintheflesh，hadbeenacelebratedherderofcattleandwildhorses，andwasreportedtohavechasedthedevilintheshapeofafleetpintocoltallthewayfromSanLuisObispotoSanFrancisco，vowingnottogiveupthechaseuntilhehadovertakenthedisguisedArch-Enemy。Thisthedevilpreventedbyresuminghisownshape，butkepttheunfortunatevaquerotothefulfilmentofhisrashvow；andConcepcionstillscouredthecoastonaphantomsteed，beguilingthemonotonyofhiseternalpursuitbylassoingtravellers，draggingthemattheheelsofhisunbrokenmustanguntiltheywereeventuallypickedup，half-strangled，bytheroadside。ThePadrelistenedattentivelyforthetrampofthisterriblerider。Butnofootfallbrokethestillnessofthenight；eventhehoofsofhisownmulesanknoiselesslyintheshiftingsand。Nowandthenarabbitboundedlightlybyhim，oraquailranintothebushes。ThemelancholycallofploverfromtheadjoiningmarshesofMissionCreekcametohimsofaintlyandfitfullythatitseemedalmostarecollectionofthepastratherthanarealityofthepresent。
Toaddtohisdiscomposureoneofthoseheavysea-fogspeculiartothelocalitybegantodriftacrossthehillsandpresentlyencompassedhim。Whileendeavoringtoevadeitscoldembraces，PadreVicentioincautiouslydrovehisheavyspursintotheflanksofhismuleasthatpuzzledanimalwashesitatingonthebrinkofasteepdeclivity。Whetherthepoorbeastwasindignantatthisnoveloutrage，orhadbeenforsometimereflectingontheevilsofbeingpriest-ridden，hasnottranspired；enoughthathesuddenlythrewuphisheels，pitchingthereverendmanoverhishead，and，havingaccomplishedthisfeat，coollydroppedonhiskneesandtumbledafterhisrider。
OverandoverwentthePadre，closelyfollowedbyhisfaithlessmule。Luckilythelittlehollowwhichreceivedthepairwasofsandthatyieldedtothesuperincumbentweight，halfburyingthemwithoutfurtherinjury。Forsomemomentsthepoormanlaymotionless，vainlyendeavoringtocollecthisscatteredsenses。A
handirreverentlylaiduponhiscollar，andaroughshake，assistedtorecallhisconsciousness。AsthePadrestaggeredtohisfeethefoundhimselfconfrontedbyastranger。
Seendimlythroughthefog，andundercircumstancesthattosaytheleastwerenotprepossessing，thenew-comerhadaninexpressiblymysteriousandbrigand-likeaspect。Alongboat-cloakconcealedhisfigure，andaslouchedhathidhisfeatures，permittingonlyhiseyestoglisteninthedepths。WithadeepgroanthePadreslippedfromthestranger’sgraspandsubsidedintothesoftsandagain。
\"Gad’slife！\"saidthestranger，pettishly，\"hastnomorebonesinthyfatcarcassthanajellyfish？Lendahand，here！Yo，heaveho！\"andhedraggedthePadreintoanuprightposition。\"Now，then，whoandwhatartthou？\"
ThePadrecouldnothelpthinkingthatthequestionmighthavemoreproperlybeenaskedbyhimself；butwithanoddmixtureofdignityandtrepidationhebeganenumeratinghisdifferenttitles，whichwerebynomeansbrief，andwouldhavebeenalonesufficienttostrikeaweinthebosomofanordinaryadversary。Thestrangerirreverentlybrokeinuponhisformalphrases，andassuringhimthatapriestwastheverypersonhewaslookingfor，coollyreplacedtheoldman’shat，whichhadtumbledoff，andbadehimaccompanyhimatonceonanerrandofspiritualcounseltoonewhowaseventhenlyinginextremity。\"Tothink，\"saidthestranger，\"thatIshouldstumbleupontheverymanIwasseeking！BodyofBacchus！butthisislucky！Followmequickly，forthereisnotimetolose。\"
Likemosteasynaturesthepositiveassertionofthestranger，andwithalacertainauthoritativeairofcommand，overcamewhatslightobjectionsthePadremighthavefeeblynurturedduringthisremarkableinterview。Thespiritualinvitationwasone，also，thathedarednotrefuse；notonlythat；butittendedsomewhattoremovethesuperstitiousdreadwithwhichhehadbeguntoregardthemysteriousstranger。But，followingatarespectfuldistance，thePadrecouldnothelpobservingwithathrillofhorrorthatthestranger’sfootstepsmadenoimpressiononthesand，andhisfigureseemedattimestoblendandincorporateitselfwiththefog，untiltheholymanwasobligedtowaitforitsreappearance。Inoneoftheseintervalsofembarrassmentheheardtheringingofthefar-
offMissionbell，proclaimingthehourofmidnight。Scarcelyhadthelaststrokediedawaybeforetheannouncementwastakenupandrepeatedbyamultitudeofbellsofallsizes，andtheairwasfilledwiththesoundofstrikingclocksandthepealingofsteeplechimes。Theoldmanutteredacryofalarm。Thestrangersharplydemandedthecause。\"Thebells！didyounothearthem？\"gaspedPadreVicentio。\"Tush！tush！\"answeredthestranger，\"thyfallhathsettriplebob-majorsringinginthineears。Comeon！\"
ThePadrewasonlytoogladtoaccepttheexplanationconveyedinthisdiscourteousanswer。Buthewasdestinedforanothersingularexperience。WhentheyhadreachedthesummitoftheeminencenowknownasRussianHill，anexclamationagainburstfromthePadre。
Thestrangerturnedtohiscompanionwithanimpatientgesture；butthePadreheededhimnot。Theviewthatburstuponhissightwassuchasmightwellhaveengrossedtheattentionofamoreenthusiastictemperament。Thefoghadnotyetreachedthehill，andthelongvalleysandhillsidesoftheembarcaderobelowwereglitteringwiththelightofapopulouscity。\"Look！\"saidthePadre，stretchinghishandoverthespreadinglandscape。\"Look，dostthounotseethestatelysquaresandbrilliantlylightedavenuesofamightymetropolis。Dostthounotsee，asitwere，anotherfirmamentbelow？\"
\"Avastheaving，reverendman，andquitthisfolly，\"saidthestrange；draggingthebewilderedPadreafterhim。\"Beholdratherthestarsknockedoutofthyhollownoddlebythefallthouhasthad。Prithee，getoverthyvisionsandrhapsodies，forthetimeiswearingapace。\"
ThePadrehumblyfollowedwithoutanotherword。Descendingthehilltowardthenorth，thestrangerleadingtheway，inafewmomentsthePadredetectedthewashofwaves，andpresentlyhisfeetstruckthefirmersandofthebeach。Herethestrangerpaused，andthePadreperceivedaboatlyinginreadinesshardby。
Ashesteppedintothesternsheets，inobediencetothecommandofhiscompanion，henoticedthattherowersseemedtopartakeofthemistyincorporealtextureofhiscompanion，asimilaritythatbecamethemoredistressingwhenheperceivedalsothattheiroarsinpullingtogethermadenonoise。Thestranger，assumingthehelm，guidedtheboatonquietly，whilethefog，settlingoverthefaceofthewaterandclosingaroundthem，seemedtointerposeamuffledwallbetweenthemselvesandtherudejarringoftheouterworld。Astheypushedfurtherintothispenetralia，thePadrelistenedanxiouslyforthesoundofcreakingblocksandtherattlingofcordage，butnovibrationbroketheveiledstillnessordisturbedthewarmbreathofthefleecyfog。Onlyoneincidentoccurredtobreakthemonotonyoftheirmysteriousjourney。Aone-
eyedrower，whosatinfrontofthePadre，catchingthedevoutfather’seye，immediatelygrinnedsuchaghastlysmile，andwinkedhisremainingeyewithsuchdiabolicalintensityofmeaningthatthePadrewasconstrainedtoutterapiousejaculation，whichhadthedisastrouseffectofcausingthemarineCoclesto\"catchacrab，\"throwinghisheelsintheairandhisheadintothebottomoftheboat。Buteventhisaccidentdidnotdisturbthegravityoftherestoftheghastlyboat’screw。
When，asitseemedtothePadre，tenminuteshadelapsed，theoutlineofalargeshiploomedupdirectlyacrosstheirbow。
Beforehecouldutterthecryofwarningthatrosetohislips，orbracehimselfagainsttheexpectedshock，theboatpassedgentlyandnoiselesslythroughthesidesofthevessel，andtheholymanfoundhimselfstandingontheberthdeckofwhatseemedtobeanancientcaravel。Theboatandboat’screwhadvanished。Onlyhismysteriousfriend，thestranger，remained。BythelightofaswinginglampthePadrebeheldhimstandingbesideahammock，whereon，apparently，laythedyingmantowhomhehadbeensomysteriouslysummoned。AsthePadre，inobediencetoasignfromhiscompanion，steppedtothesideofthesufferer，hefeeblyopenedhiseyesandthusaddressedhim：——
\"Thouseestbeforethee，reverendfather，ahelplessmortal，strugglingnotonlywiththelastagoniesoftheflesh，butbeatendownandtossedwithsoreanguishofthespirit。ItmatterslittlewhenorhowIbecamewhatthounowseestme。Enoughthatmylifehasbeenungodlyandsinful，andthatmyonlyhopeofabsolutionliesinmyimpartingtotheeasecretwhichisofvastimportancetotheholyChurch，andaffectsgreatlyherpower，wealth，anddominionontheseshores。Butthetermsofthissecretandtheconditionsofmyabsolutionarepeculiar。Ihavebutfiveminutestolive。InthattimeImustreceivetheextremeunctionoftheChurch。\"
\"Andthysecret？\"saidtheholyfather。
\"Shallbetoldafterwards，\"answeredthedyingman。\"Come，mytimeisshort。Shrivemequickly。\"
ThePadrehesitated。\"Couldstthounottellthissecretfirst？\"
\"Impossible！\"saidthedyingman，withwhatseemedtothePadreamomentarygleamoftriumph。Then，ashisbreathgrewfeebler，hecalledimpatiently，\"Shriveme！shriveme！\"
\"Letmeknowatleastwhatthissecretconcerns？\"suggestedthePadre，insinuatingly。
\"Shrivemefirst，\"saidthedyingman。
Buttheprieststillhesitated，parleyingwiththesuffereruntiltheship’sbellstruck，when，withatriumphant，mockinglaughfromthestranger，thevesselsuddenlyfelltopieces，amidtherushingofwaterswhichatonceinvolvedthedyingman，thepriest，andthemysteriousstranger。
ThePadredidnotrecoverhisconsciousnessuntilhighnoonthenextday，whenhefoundhimselflyinginalittlehollowbetweentheMissionHills，andhisfaithfulmuleafewpacesfromhim，croppingthesparseherbage。ThePadremadethebestofhiswayhome，butwiselyabstainedfromnarratingthefactsmentionedabove，untilafterthediscoveryofgold，whenthewholeofthisveraciousincidentwasrelated，withtheassertionofthepadrethatthesecretwhichwasthusmysteriouslysnatchedfromhispossessionwasnothingmorethanthediscoveryofgold，yearssince，bytherunawaysailorsfromtheexpeditionofSirFrancisDrake。
THELEGENDOFDEVIL’SPOINT。
OnthenortherlyshoreofSanFranciscoBay，atapointwheretheGoldenGatebroadensintothePacificstandsabluffpromontory。
Itaffordsshelterfromtheprevailingwindstoasemicircularbayontheeast。Aroundthisbaythehillsideisbleakandbarren，buttherearetracesofformerhabitationinaweather-beatencabinanddesertedcorral。Itissaidthatthesewereoriginallybuiltbyanenterprisingsquatter，whoforsomeunaccountablereasonabandonedthemshortlyafter。The\"Jumper\"whosucceededhimdisappearedoneday，quiteasmysteriously。Thethirdtenant，whoseemedtobeamanofsanguine，hopefultemperament，dividedthepropertyintobuildinglots，stakedoffthehillside，andprojectedthemapofanewmetropolis。Failing，however，toconvincethecitizensofSanFranciscothattheyhadmistakenthesiteoftheircity，hepresentlyfellintodissipationanddespondency。Hewasfrequentlyobservedhauntingthenarrowstripofbeachatlowtide，orpercheduponthecliffathighwater。Inthelatterpositionasheep-
tenderonedayfoundhim，coldandpulseless，withamapofhispropertyinhishand，andhisfaceturnedtowardthedistantsea。
Perhapsthesecircumstancesgavethelocalityitsinfelicitousreputation。Vaguerumorswerebruitedofasupernaturalinfluencethathadbeenexercisedonthetenants。Strangestorieswerecirculatedoftheoriginofthediabolicaltitlebywhichthepromontorywasknown。BysomeitwasbelievedtobehauntedbythespiritofoneofSirFrancisDrake’ssailorswhohaddesertedhisshipinconsequenceofstoriestoldbytheIndiansofgolddiscoveries，butwhohadperishedbystarvationontherocks。A
vaquerowhohadoncepassedanightintheruinedcabin，relatedhowastrangelydressedandemaciatedfigurehadknockedatthedooratmidnightanddemandedfood。Otherstory-tellers，ofmorehistoricalaccuracy，roundlyassertedthatSirFrancishimselfhadbeenlittlebetterthanapirate，andhadchosenthisspottoconcealquantitiesofill-gottenbooty，takenfromneutralbottoms，andhadprotectedhishiding-placebytheorthodoxmeansofhellishincantationanddiabolicagencies。Onmoonlightnightsashadowyshipwassometimesseenstandingoff-and-on，orwhenfogsencompassedseaandshorethenoiseofoarsrisingandfallingintheirrow-lockscouldbeheardmuffledandindistinctlyduringthenight。Whateverfoundationtheremighthavebeenforthesestories，itwascertainthatamoreweirdanddesolate-lookingspotcouldnothavebeenselectedfortheirtheatre。Highhills，verdurelessandenfiladedwithdarkcanadas，casttheirgauntshadowsonthetide。Duringagreaterportionofthedaythewind，whichblewfuriouslyandincessantly，seemedpossessedwithaspiritoffiercedisquietandunrest。Towardnightfallthesea-fogcreptwithsoftstepthroughtheportalsoftheGoldenGate，orstoleinnoiselessmarchesdownthehillside，tenderlysoothingthewind-buffetedfaceofthecliff，untilseaandskywerehidtogether。Atsuchtimesthepopulouscitybeyondandthenearersettlementseemedremovedtoaninfinitedistance。Animmeasurablelonelinesssettleduponthecliff。Thecreakingofawindlass，orthemonotonouschantofsailorsonsomeunseen，outlyingship，camefaintandfar，andfullofmysticsuggestion。
Aboutayearagoawell-to-domiddle-agedbrokerofSanFranciscofoundhimselfatnightfallthesoleoccupantofa\"plunger，\"
encompassedinadensefog，anddriftingtowardtheGoldenGate。
Thisunexpectedterminationofanafternoon’ssailwaspartlyattributabletohiswantofnauticalskill，andpartlytotheeffectofhisusuallysanguinenature。Havinggivenuptheguidanceofhisboattothewindandtide，hehadtrustedtooimplicitlyforthatreactionwhichhisbusinessexperienceassuredhimwascertaintooccurinallaffairs，aquaticaswellasterrestrial。\"Thetidewillturnsoon，\"saidthebroker，confidently，\"orsomethingwillhappen。\"Hehadscarcelysettledhimselfbackagaininthestern-sheets，beforethebowoftheplunger，obeyingsomemysteriousimpulse，veeredslowlyaroundandadarkobjectloomedupbeforehim。Agentleeddycarriedtheboatfurtherinshore，untilatlastitwascompletelyembayedundertheleeofarockypointnowfaintlydiscerniblethroughthefog。Helookedaroundhiminthevainhopeofrecognizingsomefamiliarheadland。Thetopsofthehighhillswhichroseoneithersidewerehiddeninthefog。Astheboatswungaround，hesucceededinfasteningalinetotherocks，andsatdownagainwithafeelingofrenewedconfidenceandsecurity。
Itwasverycold。Theinsidiousfogpenetratedhistightlybuttonedcoat，andsethisteethtochatteringinspiteoftheaidhesometimesdrewfromapocket-flask。Hisclotheswerewetandthestern-sheetswerecoveredwithspray。Thecomfortsoffireandsheltercontinuallyrosebeforehisfancyashegazedwistfullyontherocks。Insheerdespairhefinallydrewtheboattowardthemostaccessiblepartofthecliffandessayedtoascend。Thiswaslessdifficultthanitappeared，andinafewmomentshehadgainedthehillabove。Adarkobjectatalittledistanceattractedhisattention，andonapproachingitprovedtobeadesertedcabin。
Thestorygoesontosay，thathavingbuiltaroaringfireofstakespulledfromtheadjoiningcorral，withtheaidofaflaskofexcellentbrandy，hemanagedtopasstheearlypartoftheeveningwithcomparativecomfort。