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1Author:  Ingraham J. H. (Joseph Holt) 1809-1860Add
 Title:  The clipper-yacht, or, Moloch, the money-lender!  
 Published:  1997 
 Subjects:  University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | University of Virginia Library, Early American Fiction, 1789-1875 | UVA-LIB-EarlyAmFict1789-1875 
 Description: On a mid-summer's evening so long ago as the year 1803, a King's Yacht was laying at anchor in the river Thames, a cable's length below the tower of London. The twilight was still early, the glow of sunset yet diffusing a rich blush over the warm, hazy skies. The confused hum of the vast city rolled over the water mingled with the deep tones of a bell from some distant tower. A thin, dreamy-looking mist enveloped like a veil of gauze the thousand masts that densely crowded the piers, and half-obscured the spires and turrets scarce less numerous. Above the place where the yacht lay, there stretched, in majestic arches, the series of noble bridges that span the Thames, their avenues thronged with multitudes passing and repassing on foot and in carriges. The sound of feet and wheels in their ceaseless passage fell upon the ear louder than the roar of the opposed current of the river, as it rushed like the rapids of a mountain stream between the strong arches beneath. `May it please your majesty, it is with regret I have to inform your majesty that in consequence of an accident which last night occurred to the yacht by the carelessness of a coal-barge skipper, whereby my bowsprit was carried away and other damage done which it will take three or four days to repair, it is out of my power to render obedience to your majesty's commands last night received. I await your majesty's further pleasure. I shall depart in one hour for the Tower and go on board, or rather, be taken, en masque as the prisoner of state, on board the yacht with my party of Police-men! Sir John informs me that the repairs are already completed, and that the schooner will be ready to sail, down the river with the first turn of the tide. Then getting Tudor to anchor under the guns of the frigate at the mouth, we can dictate our own terms to him!— Tudor has not yet been on board; but I have ascertained that he made his appearance at the Bank at noon and called for the draft holding the amount in notes in his open pocket-book. The cashier who suspects nothing, voluntarily informed me as I entered the banking-house, that he had come to take up the draft, not knowing that it was paid already. `When I told him that your grace had taken it up in person,' said the banker to me, `he said that it was all very well; that you had given him the funds to take it up, as he was coming into town, not expecting to be in London yourself!' The writer has positive evidence that the plot you have arranged for the purpose of banishing your son from England, is known to him through means of a letter taken from your table to-day. In a word, the person who returned the letter to you was no other than your son, lord Tudor, disguised as a peasant. He returned the letter to lull all suspicions of his having learned the contents. His object in being in disguise near your palace was to get early intelligence respecting the fate of the forged draft your grace held!
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