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If the NONESUCH foundered, she would carry down with her into the deeps of that unsounded sea the creature whom we all so feared and hated; there would be no more Master of Ballantrae, the fish would sport among his ribs; his schemes all brought to nothing, his harmless enemies at peace. At first, I have said, it was but a ray of comfort; but it had soon grown to be broad sunshine.
"Bah!" again cried old Nonesuch contemptuously; "but those were fairy stories, I tell you, youngster, untrue stories, pagan stories.
Now Guido was fretted at my interruption, and he showed it with a frown and a silencing gesture of his hand. "Peace, Lappo, peace!" he cried; "this is my story. Some praised this lady, some praised that, all, as was due to their guesthood, giving the palm to Vittoria, till some one said there lived a lady at Fiesole that was lovelier than a dream." "Who was this nonesuch?"
For, if the American boys and girls who have followed this story will read, as I trust they will, the entire life-story of this marvellous man, Napoleon Bonaparte, Emperor of the French, they will learn that much of the boasting of old Nonesuch was true story, as he assured his comrades; while some of it, too, was, let us say, the exaggeration of enthusiasm.
Being both unmarried, they had no one to call bedtime; but the Collector was always back at his lodgings before the stroke of twelve. Pennefather very little trouble. Ives ketch, the Nonesuch, of about the same size.
I had the good luck there to have this leg that I have not now, carried away by a cannon-ball" "Good luck! says he," broke in the youngster. "And how good luck, Father Nonesuch?" "Tut, tut! boys are so impatient," said old Nonesuch with a frown.
I did not know how to say just what I wished to ask; for it was worth to me very much more than the place of secretary. 'Come, then, comrade; speak quickly, said the emperor; 'what is it you wish? 'I wish, my Emperor, I stammered, 'to press my lips to your hand." "Ho! was that all?" cried the youngster. "All!" echoed the Nonesuch, turning upon the youngest veteran a look of scorn. "All!
Old soldiers are apt to be boastful when they tell, as did the Nonesuch, of the deeds of a leader whom they so often followed to victory.
And when I became a soldier, what do you suppose prevented my learning?" "Were your brains shot away, old Nonesuch?" queried the scholar sarcastically. "My brains, say you!" the old man cried indignantly. "And if they had been, Mr. Scholar, I would still have more than you. No; it was an adventure I had after Austerlitz. Ah, what a battle was that!
Pif! paf! pouf! that is the way I read. And now that I can read no more, I have but one pleasure, to tell of my battles. Is not that better than your 'Thousand and One Nights, youngster?" "You have, indeed, much to tell, old Nonesuch," replied the youngster guardedly, "and you have, indeed, seen much." "Ah, have I not, though!" old Nonesuch responded.
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