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The United States Treasury
Civil War Steamer
A, Keelson.—B, Keel.—C, Outer planking.—D, Ribs.—E,
Inside planking.—F, Knees.—G, Gun deck.—H, Main rail (wood).—I, Iron plating.—J,
Boat davits,—K, Hand rail.—L, Upper deck, bomb-proof.—M, Water-line.-N,
Port-holes. —O. Mast.—P. Rigging.
MIDSHIP SECTION OF THE IRON-CLAD SHIP.
THE NEW IRON-CLAD GUNBOAT.
on page 669
a picture of THE NEW
IRON-CLAD GUN-BOAT, which is now being constructed at Mystic,
Connecticut, by C. H. Bushnell, of New Haven. The following accurate description
is from the Herald:
This vessel, the first one built
in this country, will be about one thousand tons register. Her dimensions are as
follows: Length over all, two hundred feet; extreme breadth, thirty-six feet six
inches; depth of hold, twelve feet eight inches ; draught of water, about eleven
The keel is of white oak, sided
fourteen inches, in depth fourteen inches. Garboard strokes are six inches in
thickness ; bottom plank four inches thick; wales four and a half inches in
thickness. The bottom plank are fastened with three locust tree-nails and one
composition spike in each strake.
The engine and boiler keelsons
will be of white oak and yellow pine, and of such dimensions as will be deemed
proper by the engineer department.
The frame of the vessel will be
entirely solid. Ordinarily large spaces are left between the ribs and timbers of
vessels, but here they will be made solid with "fillings." Some idea can be
formed of the thickness of the vessel when we say that it is twenty inches from
the outside to the inside before the iron plating is put upon her.
The beams are of yellow pine,
twelve by nine and a half inches, and the deck plank will be of the same
material, four inches in thickness.
The cabins, ward-room, and
steerages will be fitted up similar to those in the new gun-boats just launched.
She has one flush deck, which is the fighting deck. Forward and aft will be half
decks for officers, etc., but the engines and boilers will of course occupy the
midship portion of it. The fighting deck, as well as the two half decks, are of
wood, but the upper deck is only the upper part of the bomb-proof which covers
the gunners. There will be no houses or guns on this deck, and it will be only
used for a promenade and to work the ship while under canvas. The companion-ways
will give access to the deck from below. A series of iron stanchions are placed
around this deck, on which are placed a wire netting to prevent persons from
She will be brig rigged forward
and schooner rigged aft, no that she will in rig be a hermaphrodite brig. These
spars will be light, as she will depend principally on her steaming powers. She
will have a small bowsprit., made of iron, but it will not project outside of
the vessel more than four feet.
She will carry four boats at her
davits, which hoist sufficiently high to be out of the way of the guns.
All the standing rigging will be
of wire rope, which is less liable to be cut by fragments of shell.
The steersman will be located
below decks, and a lookout forward will signal to him while at the after wheel,
and when he is at the forward wheel he can see for himself.
[Entered according to Act of
Congress, in the Year 1861, by Harper & Brothers, in the Clerk's Office of the
District Court for the Southern District of New York.]
A STRANGE STORY.
SIR E. BULWER LYTTON.
Printed from the Manuscript and
early Proof–sheets purchased by the Proprietors of "Harper's Weekly."
THE conversation with Mrs. Poyntz
left my mind restless and disquieted. I had no doubt, indeed, of Lilian's truth
; but could I be sure that the attentions of a young man with advantages of
fortune so brilliant would not force on her thoughts the contrast of the humbler
lot and the duller walk of life in which she had accepted as companion a man
removed from her romantic youth less by disparity of years than by gravity of
pursuits? And would my suit now be as welcomed as it had been by a mother even
so unworldly as Mrs. Ashleigh ? It perplexed me, too, that neither mother nor
daughter should have given me no cause in their letters to suspect that I had a
rival in this favorite of fortune. Lilian's letters, it is true, touched but
little on any of the persons round her—they were filled with the outpourings of
an ingenuous heart, colored by the glow of a golden fancy. They were written as
if in the wide world we two stood apart, alone, consecrated from the crowd by
the love that, in linking us together, hallowed each
to each. But Mrs. Ashleigh's
letters had been more general and diffusive, detailed the habits of the
household, sketched the guests, intimated continued fear of Lady Haughton, but
had said nothing more of Mr. Ashleigh Sumner than I had repeated to Mrs. Poyntz.
However, in my letter to Lilian I related the intelligence that had reached me,
and impatiently I awaited her reply.
Three days after the interview
with Mrs. Poyntz, and two days before the long-anticipated event of the mayor's
ball, I was summoned to attend a nobleman who had lately been added to my list
of patients, and whose residence was about twelve miles from L-. The nearest way
was through Sir Philip Derval's park. I went on horseback, and proposed to stop
on the way to inquire after the steward, whom I had seen but once since his fit,
and that was two days after it, when he called himself at my house to thank me
for my attendance, and to declare that he was quite recovered; fearful, no
doubt, that I might otherwise want to make a long bill out of him.
As I rode somewhat fast through
Sir P. Derval's park, I came, however, upon the steward, just in front of the
house. I reined in my horse and accosted him. He looked very cheerful.
"Sir," said he, in a whisper, "I
have heard from Sir Philip ; his letter is dated since—since —my good woman told
you what I saw ; well, since then. So that it must have been all a delusion of
mine, as you told her. And yet, well —well—we will not talk of it, doctor. But I
hope you have kept the secret. Sir Philip would not like to hear of it if he
"Your secret is quite safe with
me. But is Sir Philip likely to come back?"
"I hope so, doctor. His letter is
dated Paris, and that's nearer home than he has been for many years ; and—but
bless me — some one coming out of the house ? a young gentleman ! Who can it be
I looked, and to my surprise I
saw Margrave descending the stately stairs that led from the front door. The
steward turned toward him, and I mechanically followed, for I was curious to
know what brought Margrave to the house of the long-absent traveler.
It was easily explained. Mr.
Margrave had heard at L- much of the pictures and internal decorations of the
mansion. He had by dint of coaxing (he said, with his enchanting laugh)
persuaded the old housekeeper to show him the rooms.
"It is against Sir Philip's
positive orders to show the house to any stranger, Sir ; and the housekeeper has
done very wrong," said the steward.
"Pray don't scold her. I dare say
Sir Philip would not have refused me a permission he might not give to every
idle sight-seer. Fellow-travelers have a freemasonry with each other ; and I
have been much in the same far countries as himself. I heard of him there, and
could tell you more about him, I dare say, than you know yourself."
" You, Sir ! pray do then."
"The next time I come," said
Margrave, gayly ; and with a nod to me he glided off through the trees of the
neighboring grove, along the winding foot-path that led to the lodge.
"A very cool gentleman," muttered
the steward ; " but what a pleasant way with him! You seem to know him, doctor.
Who is he—may I ask ?"
" Mr. Margrave. A visitor at L-,
has been a great traveler, as he says ; perhaps he met Sir Philip abroad."
" I must go and hear what he said
to Mrs. Gates ; excuse me, Sir, but I am so anxious about Sir Philip."
"If it be not too great a favor,
may I be allowed the same privilege granted to Mr. Margrave ?
To judge by the outside of the
house, the inside must be worth seeing ; still, if it be against Sir Philip's
"His orders were not to let the
Court become a show-house—to admit none without my consent; and I should be
ungrateful indeed, doctor, if I refused that consent to you."
I tied my horse to the rusty gate
of the terrace-walk, and followed the steward up the broad stairs of the
terrace. The great doors were unlocked. We entered a lofty hall with a domed
ceiling; at the back the grand staircase ascended by a double flight. The design
was undoubtedly Vanbrugh's, an architect who, beyond all others, sought the
effect of grandeur less in space than in proportion. But Vanbrugh's designs need
the relief of costume and movement, and the forms of a more pompous generation,
in the bravery of velvets and laces, glancing amidst those gilded columns, or
descending with stately tread those broad palatial stairs. His halls and
chambers are so made for festival that they become ineffably desolate and gloomy
amidst solitude and decay.
The housekeeper had now
appeared—a quiet, timid old woman. She excused herself for admitting Margrave,
not very intelligibly. It was plain to see that she had, in truth, been unable
to resist what the steward had called his " pleasant ways."
As if to escape from a scolding,
she talked volubly all the time, bustling nervously through the rooms, along
which I followed her guidance with a hushed footstep. The principal apartments
were on the ground-floor, or rather a floor raised some ten or fifteen feet
above the ground; they had not been modernized since the date in which they were
built. Hangings of faded silk ; tables of rare marble, and mouldered gilding;
comfortless chairs at drill against the walls ; pictures, of which connoisseurs
alone could estimate the value, darkened by dust or blistered by sun and damp,
made a general character of discomfort. On not one room, on not one nook, still
lingered some old smile of Home.
Meanwhile, I gathered from the
old woman's rambling answers to questions put to her by the steward, as I moved
on, glancing at the pictures, that Margrave's visit that day was not his first.
He had been over the house twice before ; his ostensible excuse that he was an
amateur in pictures (though I knew, as I have before observed, that for that
department of art he had no taste) ; but each time he had talked much of Sir
Philip. He said that, though not personally known to him, he had resided in the
same towns abroad, and had friends intimate with Sir Philip; but when the
steward inquired if the visitor had given any information as to the absentee, it
became very clear that Margrave had been rather asking questions than
We had now got to the end of the
state apartments, the last of which was a library. "And," said the old woman, "
I don't wonder the gentleman knew Sir Philip, for he seemed a scholar, and
looked very hard over the books, especially those old ones by the fire-place,
which Sir Philip, Heaven bless him ! was always poring into."
Mechanically I turned to the
shelves by the fire-place, and examined the volumes ranged in that department. I
found they contained the works of those writers whom we may class together under
the title of mystics—Porhyry and Plotinus; Swedenborg and Behmen; Sandivogius,
Van Helmont, and Cardan. Works, too, were there, by writers less renowned, on
astrology, geomancy, chiromancy, etc. I began to understand among what class of
authors Margrave had picked up the strange notions with which he was apt to
interpolate the doctrines of practical philosophy.
"I suppose this library was Sir
Philip's usual sitting-room ?" said I.
"No, Sir ; he seldom sat here.
This was his study ;" and the old woman opened a small door, masked by false
book backs. I followed her into a room of moderate size, and evidently of much
earlier date than the rest of the house. "It is the only room of the old
mansion," said the steward, in answer to my remarks. "I have heard it was left
standing on account of the chimney-piece. But there is a Latin inscription which
will tell you all about it. I don't know Latin myself," said the steward.
The chimney-piece reached to the
ceiling. The frieze of the lower part rested on rude stone caryatides; in the
upper part were oak panels very curiously carved in the geometrical designs
favored by the taste prevalent in the reigns of Elizabeth and James, but
different from any I had ever seen in drawings of old houses. And I was not
quite unlearned in such matters, for, as I have before said, my poor father was
a passionate antiquarian in all that relates to medieval art. The design in the
oak panels was composed of triangles interlaced with varied ingenuity, and
inclosed in circular bands inscribed with the signs of the Zodiac.
On the stone frieze supported by
the caryatides, immediately under the wood-work, was inserted a metal plate, on
which was written, in Latin, a few lines to the effect that "in this room, Simon
Forman, the seeker of hidden truth, taking refuge from unjust persecution, made
those discoveries in nature which he committed, for the benefit of a wiser age,
to the charge of his protector and patron, the worshipful Sir Miles Derval,
Forman ! The name was not quite
unfamiliar to me; but it was not without an effort that my memory enabled me to
assign it to one of the most notorious of those astrologers or soothsayers whom
the superstition of an earlier age alternately persecuted and honored.
The rest of the room was more
cheerful than the statelier chamber I had passed, for it had still the look of
habitation. The arm-chair by the fire-place ; the knee-hole writing-table beside
it ; the sofa near the recess of a large bay-window, with book-prop and
candlestick screwed to its back; maps, coiled in their cylinders, ranged under
the cornice ; low strong safes, or cupboards, probably for papers and
title-deeds, skirting two sides of the room, with articles familiar to modern
use on their ample shelves ; a fowling-piece here ; fishing-rods there; two or
three simple flower vases; a pile of music-books; a box of crayons—all seemed to
speak of residence and ownership—had the idiosyncrasies of a lone single man, it
is true, but of a man of one's own time—a country squire of plain habits but not
I moved to the window ; it opened
by a sash upon a large balcony, within which a wooden stair wound to a little
garden, not visible in front of the house, surrounded by a thick grove of
evergreens, through which one broad vista was cut ; and that vista was closed by
a view of the mausoleum.
I stepped out into the garden—a
patch of sward with a fountain in the centre—and parterres, now more filled with
weeds than flowers. At the left corner, a tall wooden summer-house or pavilion;
its door open. "Oh, that's where Sir Philip used to study many a long summer's
night," said the steward.
"What! in that damp
"It was a pretty place enough
then, Sir ; but it is very old. They say as old as the room you have just left."
" Indeed, I must look at it,
then." The walls of this summer-house had once been painted in the arabesques of
the Rennaissance period; but the figures now were scarcely traceable. The
wood-work had started in some places, and the sunbeams stole through the chinks
and played on the floor, which was formed from old tiles quaintly (Next
"I LOOKED, AND TO MY SURPRISE I SAW MARGRAVE
DESCENDING THE STATELY STAIRS THAT
LED FROM THE FRONT DOOR."