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My father is dead. Everybody twists me around his fingers." "Then think of some plain, strong, faithful man you may know and refer every act of your character to him. Ask yourself what he would do in your predicament, then go and do the same." "I do know such a man," Levin said, in another moment; "It is Jimmy Phoebus, my poor, beautiful mother's beau." "El rayo ha caido!"
José Abrigo, treasurer of Monterey, dashed his sombrero, heavy with silver eagles, to the ground, and the race was begun. Almost at once the black began to gain. Inch by inch he fought his way to the front, and the roar with which the crowd had greeted the start dropped into the silence of apprehension. El Rayo was not easily to be shaken off.
"Keep close in my wake then, sir," rejoined the captain, in a gruff tone, and immediately the Rayo bore up. Next morning we were all carrying as much sail as we could crowd.
This was no house, but the good, ill-fated vessel Rayo, once bound for Jamaica, but on the voyage fallen into the hands of the bloody buccaneer, Paul Hardman, and her crew made to walk the plank, and most of her passengers.
As they slowly passed the crowd on their way to the starting-point at the lower end of the field, and listened to the rattling fire of wagers and comments, they looked defiant, and alive to the importance of the coming event. El Rayo shone like burnished copper, his silver mane and tail glittering as if powdered with diamond-dust. He was long and graceful of body, thin of flank, slender of leg.
DON PEDRO. No señor, cómo había yo de decirle a usted eso en sus barbas, sino que a veces los amantes ... vea usted, ni mi sobrino Tiburcio, ni el marqués del Relámpago eran fatuos ni presuntuosos, y también se imaginaron que Matilde.... DON EDUARDO. Ya, pero ellos no oirían, como yo oí de sus propios labios ... vaya ... lo mismo me he quedado que si me hubiera caído un rayo.
The crew, as if moved by one common impulse, gave three cheers. The captain now stood up in his boat "Men, the Rayo is no more, but it is my duty to tell you, that although you are now to be distributed amongst the transports, you are still amenable to martial law; I am aware, men, this hint may not he necessary, still it is right you should know it."
I happened to be acquainted with one of them, and thereby had less reason to complain, but many a poor fellow, sent ashore on duty, had to put up with but Lenten fair at the taverns. At length, having refitted, we sailed, in company with the Rayo frigate, with a convoy of three transports, freighted with a regiment for New Orleans, and several merchantmen, bound for the West Indies.
By this time we had gotten our jury fore topmast up, and the Rayo, having kept astern in the night, was now under topsails, and top gallant sails, with the wet canvass at the head of the sails, showing that the reefs had been freshly shaken out rolling wedge like on the swell, and rapidly shooting a head, to resume her station.
*ha caído un rayo en Santa Bárbara*: Mesonero Romanos in "El antiguo Madrid" mentions the convent of Santa Barbara at the end of the *Calle de Hortaleza*, a well-known street in Madrid, but states that the building has been removed to make way for private residences. *y lo que cae*: 'and with what he can pick up. *me parece usted pieza*: 'it strikes me you're something of a wag.
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