... you can't really run a check on a single print F23 61 seized upon to advance their separatist and anti-West agenda. unless you've already got a suspect. You need a whole set of F23 62 "Did these black students and their problems not exist, we prints, which we wouldn't have, even if whoever it was left prints, F23 63 would hear little of multiculturalism," Irving Kristol which they probably didn't. And they'd have to have been F23 64 declared. Assimilation, he believes, is proceeding apace: fingerprinted anyway for a check to reveal them .... F23 65 "Most Hispanics are behaving very much like the Italians of Historically, fingerprints have been filed using a ten-print F23 66 yesteryear; most Orientals, like the Jews of yesteryear." classification system; without recover-ing latent F23 67 Nathan Glazer agreed: "[I]t is not the new immigration that fingerprints of all ten fingers, a per-son could not be F23 68 is driving the multicultural demands."identified. In the 1980s, the AFIS (Automated Fingerprint F23 69 Down with Eurocentrism Identification System) computer was introduced, enabling F23 70 IRONICALLY, on the same day Irving Kristol was denying that jurisdictions with access to the computer to link a single latent F23 71 Hispanics are pushing for multiculturalism, the New York fingerprint to a suspect previously fingerprinted. Writers should F23 72 Times ran this typical item: "Buoyed by a growing remember the AFIS computers cost over a million dollars, and your F23 73 population and by a greater presence on local school boards, quaint Ver-mont village will not have one. The F23 74 Hispanic Americans have begun pressing text-book publishers well-connected fictional investigator should know someone F23 75 and state education officials to include more about Hispanic at a large agency or the FBI for a record check. F23 76 contributions in the curriculums of public schools," as Body fluids F23 77 well as to correct 'stereotypes' - a familiar code for the Fingerprints may be the most positive form of identification, F23 78 elimination of Eurocentrism.but what if your perpetrator does not leave any? In the absence of F23 79 A spate of letters to the Wall Street Journal fingerprints, body fluids are a common type of evidence found at a F23 80 protesting Kristol's view offered a revealing glimpse into crime scene. If an intact sample of adequate size is recovered, F23 81 mainstream opinion on the subject. The chief factor in body fluids can be analyzed to ob-tain a DNA genetic F23 82 multiculturalism, wrote Martha Farnsworth Riche of the Population profile that can be compared with the suspect's or examined for F23 83 Reference Bureau, is that "racially and ethnically, blood type. F23 84 America's school-age population is increasingly unlike its Blood, semen, and saliva are all excellent media for F23 85 past generations. ... This ensures that the school-age population determining a DNA match. DNA (deox-yribonucleic acid) is F23 86 will become even less a product of what we call 'Western the blueprint of a person's genetic makeup and is absolutely unique F23 87 civilization' in the future." Multiculturalism, said for each individual. Contrary to common belief, hair will not F23 88 another correspondent, "is not an attempt to address the reveal a person's DNA pattern. Have your victim yank out a clump of F23 89 social problems of African-Americans. Latin Americans and hair with the skin cells to make a DNA match. F23 90 Asian-Americans have been equally involved." From the The equipment necessary to analyze DNA is highly specialized F23 91 cultural Left, Gregory K. Tanaka said that as a result of the and costly. Again, if your story is set in a quaint village, it may F23 92 increasing proportion of non-whites in America, "it is not be feasible to run a DNA check. It also may take months to get F23 93 becoming clear that our Western 'common' culture no longer works. results from one of the few laboratories that do DNA analysis. This F23 94 What Mr. Kristol overlooks is that this decline of Westernism need not be a negative; think of the desperation, the agony, of F23 95 leaves us no surviving basis for social order."waiting for results while your killer still stalks. F23 96 While it might be tempting to dismiss these views as Body fluids can be analyzed by the local crime lab to help your F23 97 multiculturalist propaganda, the clincher is that Nathan Glazer detective. An important factor associated with body fluids, F23 98 himself, after at first denying that the increase of non-European including blood types, is secretor status. A secretor puts out, F23 99 groups is propelling multiculturalism, turned around and admitted i.e., secretes, his AB0 blood types into peripheral body fluids F23 100 it: "I do not see how school systems with a majority of such as semen, perspiration, etc. It is possible for your fictional F23 101 black and Latino students, with black or Latino serial rapist to avoid any link to his body fluids by being one of F23 102 leadership at the top ... can stand firmly against the the 15 per cent that are non-secretors. F23 103 multiculturalist thrust ... demographic and political What does blood type tell the investigator? Normally a blood F23 104 pressures change the history that is to be taught." type places a person in a broad por-tion of the general F23 105 (Italics added.) It was in this same article that Glazer, to the population. A community might have 45 per cent of its members with F23 106 great consternation of his neoconservative allies, announced his 0 blood, 20 per cent with A blood, and so on. Therefore, if F23 107 reluctant support for Thomas Sobol's radical curriculum reforms in standard AB0 typing is done, the results are of little value F23 108 New York state. That Glazer subscribed to the because of the large population with that blood type. F23 109 demographics-multiculturalism link in the very act of surrendering Additional blood grouping techniques, specifically enzyme and F23 110 to the new curriculum supports my point that once multiculturalism protein analyses, enable the forensic chemist to assign a suspect F23 111 is accepted, the key role of immigration and ethnic diversity in to a nar-rower population. Your fictional crime lab should F23 112 driving multiculturalism loses its stigma and can be freely not give your detective a match on blood from the crime scene. They F23 113 acknowledged.can limit only the number of people in your town that have that F23 114 To this, conservatives reply that Glazer is not admitting a type of enzyme blood groups. F23 115 forbidden truth but is simply adopting the multiculturalists' The special equipment needed for thorough blood group analysis F23 116 fallacious 'demographic inevitability' argument. In The New is costly, and it is probable that numerous crimes go unsolved F23 117 Criterion, Heather McDonald agrees that demographic changes because suf-ficient testing is either too expensive or F23 118 are "fueling" multiculturalism, but criticizes Glazer for neglected. F23 119 "[mistaking] the actual for the inevitable." In Other evidence F23 120 other words, neoconservatives will concede that multiculturalism Hair can be of forensic value. Strands found at the scene of F23 121 has been adopted because of our society's increasing diversity; the crime can be compared to a suspect's for similarities in color, F23 122 but, they insist, this was not 'logical.' Since immigration is only shape, and tex-ture, but it is difficult to determine race F23 123 the 'actual' cause and not the 'logical' cause, we should leave or even sex. An author can write that some of the suspects were F23 124 immigration alone.eliminated because analysis concluded that their hair was not F23 125 One can't help being reminded of the people who say that the similar or consistent with the hair found at the crime scene. F23 126 failures of Marxism do not prove its theoretical unsoundness. Footwear prints, recovered photographically, fall into the F23 127 Just as one cannot persuade a devoted Marxist that Marxism must class category. Except for the excep-tional case, F23 128 lead to tyranny and poverty, one cannot logically demonstrate to an shoeprints can only be said to be made by the same type of shoe. F23 129 open-borders conservative that precipitately changing an Footwear, or any class type evidence (hair, fiber, AB0 blood type) F23 130 historically European-majority country into a multi-racial, by itself would normally not be enough to convict your suspect in a F23 131 white minority country must result in a breakdown of the common court of law. F23 132 culture. Nevertheless, whether logical or not, that is what is Handwriting cases rarely get into court. A handwriting expert F23 133 happening.renders an opinion after ex-amining several varying F23 134 Here neoconservatives fall back on the familiar argument that factors, such as letter height ratio and slant. If the writing is F23 135 it is only the ethnic activists, not the great bulk of the similar, then degrees of match probability are reported. F23 136 immigrant groups, who are pushing for multiculturalism, a case Criminals usually disguise their writing. It is unlikely that a F23 137 advanced most recently by Linda Chavez in Out of the kidnappers's ransom note, written in block letters, will lead to F23 138 Barrio. But as Tamar Jacoby has pointed out, Miss Chavez's own the identity of your brutish villain. Words in blood dribbled on a F23 139 evidence suggests quite the opposite conclusion: that Hispanics of wall may provide a strong clue and add color to your story but they F23 140 all classes are eagerly embracing the call to cultural separatism. will not enable a handwriting ex-aminer to point to your F23 141 According to one study cited by Miss Chavez, a large and rising murderer. F23 142 percentage of Hispanics describe themselves as 'Hispanic Striations on a bullet are unique, much like the ridges of a F23 143 first/American second' - a preference made clear by the Hispanic fingerprint. Therefore, a bullet can be traced to a gun using the F23 144 majority in San José, California, who angrily scratches or lands and grooves imprinted on it by the barrel of a F23 145 protested, as a 'symbol of conquest,' a statue commemorating the gun. Unfortunately, if the barrel is damaged or changed, or if the F23 146 raising of the American flag in California during the Mexican bullet is mangled, the examina-tion will be inconclusive. F23 147 War.Careful scrutiny is necessary before including a firearms match in F23 148 But even if it were true that most of the new ethnics didn't your murder mystery. F23 149 'want' multiculturalism, it is undeniable that their swelling Thomas Harris was very skillful in weaving his forensic F23 150 numbers empower the group-rights movement by adding to its research throughout his novel. FBI Agent Will Graham explores the F23 151 clientele. Scott McConnell has pointed out in the New York gamut of forensic evidence from fingerprints to blood typing to F23 152 Post that as soon as minority immigrants arrive in this bite marks. The Red Dragon could be used as a F23 153 country, they become grist for the affirmative-action mill, foren-sic model for crime writers. F23 154 eligible for an elaborate web of preferences. To imagine that we The increasing sophistication of today's readers is a two-edged F23 155 can turn back the multiculturalist and group-rights ideology by sword: Readers are no longer satisfied with, 'He was the only one F23 156 persuasion alone, while continuing the large-scale immigration that tall enough who had a motive.' A Writer trying to add more realism F23 157 feeds that ideology, is like pouring liquor down a man's throat to a story need not shy away from scien-tific evidence, but F23 158 while 'advising' him to stay sober.he must check his forensic facts for accuracy. Credibility is the F23 159 Apart from ideology, it is important to understand that massive key to a successful crime novel. Just as a character's action may F23 160 deculturation is occurring as a direct result of the demographic lead the reader to say, 'He wouldn't do that,' an F23 161 changes themselves. Commenting on the impact of the huge Hispanic er-roneous forensic fact can turn off the reader. Do your F23 162 presence in California, an Hispanic academic tells the New research well, and readers will be clamoring for your next F23 163 York Times: "What is threatened here is intellectual authentic crime story. F23 164 life, the arts, museums, symphonies. How can you talk about Writing A Publishable Health Article F23 165 preserving open space and establishing museums with a large by JOAN LIPPERT F23 166 undereducated underclass?" The program director of the "Your very lack of expertise in the health field makes F23 167 Brooklyn Academy of Music speaks matter-of-factly about the you ideal as a health writer." F23 168 inevitable displacement of Western music as the Academy gears its IF ONLY YOU WERE A doctor, researcher, dietitian, or other F23 169 programs to the cultural interests and traditions of Brooklyn's health professional - you would be truly qualified to write about F23 170 intensely heterogeneous, Third World population.health, right? F23 171 Another consequence of this profound population shift is an If you're none of these, you have a delightful surprise coming: F23 172 intensification of white guilt. Since in our emerging multi-racial Your very lack of expertise in the health field makes you ideal as F23 173 society any all-white grouping is increasingly seen as a health writer. You wonder about the same things your readers F23 174 non-representative (and presumptively 'racist'), the same wonder about, and you express the answers in simple words the F23 175 assumption gets insensibly projected onto the past. The resulting reader can understand. Consider well-known health writer Jane F23 176 loss of sympathetic interest in Western historical figures, lore, Brody. She is not a doctor, nor does she have a doctorate in any F23 177 and achievements creates a ready audience for the multiculturalist medical subject: she's just a journalist like you and me, a very F23 178 rewriting of history. When we can no longer employ traditional thorough reporter who knows how to translate the esoterica of F23 179 reference points such as 'our Western heritage' because a critical medicine into language that Aunt Enid in Hicksville can understand. F23 180 number of us are no longer from the West; when we cannot speak of She is a professional writer who thinks of her audience first. It's F23 181 'our Founding Fathers' because the expression is considered qualities like these that can endear you to editors. F23 182 racially exclusive; when more and more minorities complain that What besides a sense of your audience will you need to write F23 183 they can't identify with American history because they about health? With an objective and intense interest in the way the F23 184 "don't see people who look like themselves" in that body works, a good medical dictionary, and the pointers that F23 185 history, then the only practical way to preserve a simulacrum of follow, you can probably find an opening in the F23 186 common identity is to redefine America as a centerless, health-writing field. F23 187 multicultural society. Start small. If you have not written about health F23 188 Multiculturalism, in sum, is far more than a radical ideology before, consider a short news item as your first project. F23 189 or misconceived educational reform; it is a mainstream Fortunately, proposing one health news item or even a group of them F23 190 phenomenon, a systematic dismantling of America's unitary national does not have to mean a big investment of your item or the time of F23 191 identity in response to unprecedented ethnic and racial a busy doctor. You can write a few sentences about a medical F23 192 transformation. Admittedly, immigration reform aimed at stabilizing advance - enough to get a go-ahead from an editor - simply F23 193 the country's ethnic composition is no panacea; the debunking of from reading a health journal, an abstract (article F23 194 multiculturalism must also continue. But if immigration is not cut sum-mary or preview), press release or speech. Once you F23 195 back, the multiculturalist thrust will be simply unstoppable.have a go-ahead from an editor for the sub-ject you F23 196 What explains the conservatives' refusal to face the propose, you can go after the interview. (Many doctors will not F23 197 demographic dimensions of multiculturalism? Martha Farnsworth Riche take the time to speak with you until you have an actual F23 198 believes the reason is psychological: "The older white assignment, and many editors prefer a short query to an unsolicited F23 199 academics are facing a shift in power. They're denying that reality submission.) Magazines typically pay little for news items, and F23 200 by saying, in effect, that minorities 'should' assimilate; they newspapers even less, but it is a good place for a novice to F23 201 don't want to face the fact that their world is start. F23 202 disappearing." More to the point, they are evading the Another way to break into the health-writing field is with a F23 203 uncomfortable necessity of dealing with the racially charged personal experience piece: how you lost the weight, climbed the F23 204 immigration issue.mountain, figured out what was ailing you, for example. A number of F23 205 Indeed, the conservatives' greatest reason for not allowing a magazines publish first-person articles. On the down side, you will F23 206 fundamental debate on immigration is their understandable fear of probably need good photog-raphy to illustrate your story, F23 207 opening up a forum for racist attitudes. But as last year's and most of us do not have a leica loaded with slide film as a F23 208 election in Louisiana suggests, the establishment's refusal to take constant companion. F23 209 seriously Middle America's legitimate concerns about cultural F23 210 displacement only makes it more likely that those concerns will be F23 211 taken up by extremists. If opposition to racism is not to become a F23 212 destructive ideological crusade, then racism must be defined in this world. Understood in a non-utopian sense, racial justice means that the majority in a country treats minorities fairly and equally; it does not mean that the majority is required to turn itself into a minority. If it does mean the latter, then nation-states, in effect, have no right to preserve their own existence, let alone to control their borders. The immigration restrictions of the early 1920s, discriminatory though they plainly were (and against the group to which this writer belongs), reduced ethnic hatreds, greatly eased the assimilation of white ethnics, and kept America a culturally unified nation through the mid twentieth century. The falloff in cheap immigrant labor also encouraged capital-intensive investment and spurred the great middle-class economic expansion of the 1920s. It is ironic, therefore, that our open-borders advocates constantly appeal to the turn-of-the-century immigration as a model for us to follow today, since one of the key reasons the earlier immigration turned out, in retrospect, to be such a remarkable success was that it was halted. The same caveat applies even more strongly to our present, uncontrolled influx from the Third World.
Private Life and Public Scandal: The 'New Moralism' Then and Now
To their credit, most Americans have not been willing to cut the public world entirely loose from moral or ethical surveillance or to evaluative public figures on their feelings or motivations instead of on their behavior. But when people abandon hope of judging public figures by stringent political ethics, periodic personal exposés become the main weapon for controlling their ambitions and actions. In the 188Os and 189Os, the removal of moral intensity from public relations and its concentration on private ones made family relations a tempting target for public disclosure. As public standards and political vocabulary faded, debate by scandal and exposé became the rule.
The preacher Henry Ward Beecher was one of the first to discover the threat that hangs over those who encourage a concentration of public debate on private values. To demonstrate Beecher's hypocrisy in denouncing her 'free love' movement, social reformer Victoria Woodhull leaked to the newspapers his alleged affair with one of his parishioners; the resultant scandal was at least as widely debated as the Jim Bakker affair in the 1980s and the Clarence Thomas hearings in 1991. American politics has been wracked by periodic scandals and moral crusades for 200 years, but they were especially virulent in the late nineteenth century, when private morals were first elevated above public virtues in mainstream ideology. Their reemergence in the last decade has similar origins, following the decline of 1960s and early 1970s social and political debate.
lt is in this context that we must place America's 'New Moralism.' Recently, we have seen a series of celebrated scandals over issues that were once considered part of private life. Public figures have been dethroned by revelations about their personal relationships; private nonentities have become public figures by making such revelations. Politicians who courted our votes by touting their home lives rather than their ides now complain that their families are being invaded by the press, even though their campaign managers regularly leak information to the press about their opponents' personal lives. The confusion has reached the point that some enterprising 'sinners' have been offered to reform their private lives in return for public office: The late Senator John Tower promised to quit drinking if confirmed as Secretary of Defense; William Bennett declared he would stop smoking if given a chance to run the nation's health agency. Perhaps Gary Hart's campaign staff should have hinted that if he was put in the Oval Office, he could be kept out of a lot of bedrooms.
There has been much debate over how to evaluate the new scrutiny of public figures' personal lives. Does it represent a break-down of the double standard that once allowed the wealthy in general and men in particular to run roughshod over the lives of others, exploiting and discarding women with impunity? Does it signal a growing concern about the public consequences of private acts, a more stringent insistence on ethical behavior? Or have we become, as political analyst Harrison Rainie charges, a "culture of hackers," breaking into people's personal lives and reprogramming their reputations? Is this a new McCarthyism, resting on pillory by innuendo? Are the women who recount their sexual misuse in the popular press exposing male hypocrisy, or are they a new kind of gold digger? Are we forging new definitions of public accountability or destroying important distinctions between people's private peccadilloes and their public contributions?
Speaking as a historian, l would have to answer "all of the above." On the one hand, we should beware of romaticizing older divisions between public and private life. Too often, Enlightenment thinkers established 'civilized' limits to public debates by defining social inequities as subordinate private matters. Early republican politics, for example, rested on the neat assumption that extermination of Native Americans and enslavement of blacks were prepolitical issues, almost domestic matters. Southerners declared that it was as "impertinent" to criticize slavery as to tell a white man how to treat his wife and children. Native Americans were often referred to as children protected by the 'Great White Father' in Washington. Women's claims for justice were dismissed as family spats.
Some of the 'private' scandals we see today represent a challenge to such inequities. Power, money, and sex are bound up in our society in very unsavory ways. To leave these connections unexamined is to ignore the hidden mechanisms reproducing injustice in a nominally democratic society. Isn't it important to know how a public figure uses power at home, how likely his or her judgment is to be warped by personal appetites? Should the compulsive, cold-blooded womanizing of President Kennedy really have gone unreported, especially since some of it apparently linked him to prominent figures in organized crime? Is it totally irrelevant that the Reagans apparently did not find it as easy to "just say no" as their public policies assumed it would be for the poor?
Clearly, many private issues have a political component, while public issues spill over into private life. That is what makes it so problematic, as l will show in chapter 6, to make hard-and-fast generalizations about privacy and state intervention. Private family relations take place against a background of rules set by public authorities; public inequities of gender, race, or class get transferred into private relations; and family norms affect the ability of individuals to exercise public rights. There is, for example, much more public tolerance of violence within the family than there is of violence among strangers - and this toleration can deprave women or children of their civil rights, or even of life itself.
Too often, however, the scrutiny of private life threatens to swamp all other issues. Precisely because sex and power are bound so tightly in American society, which is a
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"Massa! Massa!" He tossed several shillings into the air and strolled back to the dock. There were free blacks in the West Indies, he knew, but if they were free, they couldn't be more ragged than their slave brothers. On the small dock, the smell of rotting fish nearly made him gag. The wooden planks creaked beneath his boots, and there was a frenzy of activity as slaves unloaded a ship that had just docked. Both a black man and a white man stood nearby, each with a whip in his hand, issuing continuous orders. He saw Samuel Grayson, the Sherbrooke manager and attorney, pacing back and forth, mopping his forehead with a handkerchief. The man looked older than Ryder knew him to be. When he looked up and saw Ryder, Ryder thought he would faint with relief. Ryder smiled pleasantly and stretched out his hand. "Samuel Grayson?" "Yes, my lord. I had thought you hadn't come until I chanced to see the captain. He told me you were the most enjoyable passenger he's ever had." Ryder smiled at that. The fact of the matter was, he hadn't slept with the captain's wife, a young lady making her first voyage with her much older husband. She'd tried to seduce him in the companionway during a storm. Captain Oxenburg had evidently found out about it. "Oh yes, I'm here, right enough. I'm not a lord, that's my older brother, the Earl of Northcliffe. I'm merely an honorable, which sounds quite ridiculous really, particularly in this blistering sun, particularly in the West Indies. I believe a simple mister in these parts is quite sufficient. Good God, this sun is brutal and the air is so heavy I feel as though I'm carrying an invisible horse on my shoulders." "Thank God you are here. I've waited and wondered, I don't mind telling you, my lor - Master Ryder, that we've trouble here, big trouble, and I haven't known what to do, but now you're here and, oh dear, as for the heat, you'll accustom yourself hopefully and then -" Mr. Grayson's voice broke off abruptly and he sucked in his breath. Ryder followed his line of vision and in turn saw a vision of his own. It was a woman ... really, just a woman, but even from this distance, he knew who she was, oh yes, he was certain this was the woman who dangled three men so skillfully. When she bade them dance, they doubtless danced. He wondered what else she bade them do. Then he shook his head, too weary from the seven weeks on board the comfortingly huge barkentine, The Silver Tide, that he simply didn't care if she were a snake charmer form India or the whore of the island, which, he supposed, she was. The intense heat was sapping his strength. He'd never experienced anything like it before in his life. He hoped Grayson was right and he'd adjust; that, or he'd just lie about in the shade doing nothing. He turned back to Grayson. The man was still staring at her, slavering like a dog over a bone that wouldn't ever be his because other bigger dogs had staked claim. "Mr. Grayson," Ryder said, and finally the man turned back to him. "I would like to go to Kimberly Hall now. You can tell me of the troubles on our way." "Yes, my lor - Master Ryder. Right away. It's just that she's, well, that's Sophia Stanton-Greville, you know." He mopped his forehead. "Ah," said Ryder, his voice a nice blend of irony and contempt. "Onward, Grayson. Pull your tongue back into your mouth, if you please. I see flies hovering." Samuel Grayson managed it, not without some difficulty, for the woman in question was being helped down from her mare by a white man, and she'd just shown a glimpse of silk-covered ankle. To render men slavering idiots with an ankle made Ryder shake his head. He'd seen so many female ankles in his day, so many female legs and female thighs, and everything else female, that he by far preferred an umbrella to protect him form the relentless sun than seeing anything the woman had to offer. "And don't call me master. Ryder will do just fine." Grayson nodded, his eyes still on the Vision. "I don't understand," he said more to himself than to Ryder as he walked to two horses, docilely standing, heads lowered, held by two black boys. "You see her, you see how exquisitely beautiful she is, and yet you are not interested." "She is a woman, Grayson, nothing more, nothing less. Let's go now." When Grayson produced a hat for Ryder, he thought he'd weep for joy. He couldn't imagine riding far in this heat. "Is it always this unmercifully hot?" "It's summer. It's always intolerable in the summer here," said Grayson. "We only ride, Ryder. As you'll see, the roads here are well nigh impassable for a carriage. Yes, all gentlemen ride. Many ladies as well." Grayson sat his gray cob quite comfortably, Ryder saw, as he mounted his own black gelding, a huge brute with a mean eye. "It's nearly an hour's ride to the plantation. But the road west curves very close to the water and there will be a breeze. Also the great house is set upon a rise, and thus catches any breezes and winds that might be up, and in the shade it is always bearable, even in the summer." "Good," Ryder said and clamped the wide-brimmed leather hat down on his head. "You can tell me what's been happening that disturbs you so much." And Grayson talked and talked. He spoke of strange blue and yellow smoke that threaded skyward like a snake and fires that glowed white and an odd green, and moans and groans and smells that came from hell itself, sulfurous odors that announced the arrival of the devil himself, waiting to attack, it was just a matter of time. And just the week before there'd been a fire set to a shed near to the great house. His son, Emile, and all the house slaves had managed to douse the flames before there'd been much damage. Then just three days before a tree had fallen and very nearly landed on the veranda roof. The tree had been very sturdy. "I don't suppose there were saw marks on the tree?" "No," said Mr. Grayson firmly. "My son looked closely. It was the work of the supernatural. Even he was forced to cease going against what I said."
"He'd never of made it, mate," one of the two pirates explained with a gleeful grin when the captain of the merchant vessel protested. Kathleen's stomach knotted as she heard the body hit the water. After eleven years of sailing with Captain Thorton, she should have grown used to his and his crew's callous disrespect for human life, but she hadn't. About half of the remaining merchant crew accepted Captain Thorton's invitation to join him. This didn't surprise her. Joining the pirates provided them an opportunity to gain wealth they would never otherwise have. It also afforded them a much better chance of survival than being set adrift in an overcrowded lifeboat. Hearing a groan, Kathleen turned to see one of Captain Thorton's men lying dazed on the deck not far from where she knelt. She knew that if he did not regain his senses by the time the 'burial' crew found him, he, too, might be tossed to the sharks. Captain Thorton's crew operated on the principalprinciple of survival of the fittest, always keeping in mind that the fewer left to share the booty, the larger their portion of the prize. A part of her was tempted to leave the man to his fate. He had certainly shown her no kindness. None of Captain Thorton's crew had. They leered at her and made crude remarks, and she knew that should Captain Thorton ever decide to relinquish his guardianship over her, each would be willing to use her foully. Still, she couldn't bring herself to let the man die. Rising, she crossed over to him and helped him to his feet. He had a large bump on his head, but other than that, he was not injured. "If you want to live, stay on your feet," she instructed him firmly. She saw the glimmer of understanding in his eyes. Reaching out, he steadied himself against the mast. Moving away from him, she continued around the deck. The blood again caused her stomach to churn. "You can be sick later," she reprimanded herself in a harsh whisper. The time had come for the officers and those remaining with them to board their lifeboat. Despite the fact that their chances of survival were very slim, with all her heart she wished she could go with them. The passenger who had captured her attention during the battle was in the group. Without even thinking, she moved closer until she found herself beside him. He was taller than she had first thought. Her slender five-foot-six-inch frame did not quite reach his chin. And he was even more muscular than she had judged from a distance. His shoulders were broad and his abdomen was firm and flat. While his manner was that of one ready to accept his fate, she noted that the muscles of his legs were flexed like those of an animal prepared to defend itself. Her gaze traveled to his hands. The palms were callused. He dressed like a gentleman, but clearly he was no man of leisure. As if he suddenly felt her studying him, he turned and looked down at her. His features were strong but blended well into a face that could be considered ruggedly handsome. His eyes were a deep brown, a shade darker than his hair. When they first settled on Kathleen, they showed surprise, then they became even darker with disapproval. A pirate's whore, John thought to himself, as the shock of seeing a woman in the middle of this carnage wore off. He looked down at the fresh blood smeared across the back of one of her hands. He'd once heard that a bloodthirsty woman could be a thousand times more dangerous than a bloodthirsty man. Best to stand clear of this one, he decided, shifting his gaze back to his captors. Kathleen's gray eyes flashed with proud defiance as she read the disdain in his features. Her head held high, she stepped away from the arrogant prisoner as Mr. Louker, Captain Thorton's first mate, approached and ordered the group to begin their descent into the waiting lifeboat. Oh, how she wished she could go with them. Suddenly Joseph Yates was at the brown-eyed prisoner's side. "He stays to pay for the death of me brother." Grabbing the man by his wounded arm, Joseph yanked him out of the line. His knife was already drawn to slit the prisoner's throat. As if her own death was being set in motion, a chill shook Kathleen. Without thinking, she raced across the deck and grabbed Joseph's arm before he could do his filthy deed. "Your brother died in a fair fight," she insisted, her fingers digging into Joseph's arm as he tried to shake her free. Even as she fought for the prisoner, she did not understand why it was so important to her that he live. She told herself her concern was only because he was an innocent human being who did not deserve to die at the hands of these cutthroats. "I was watching from the bridge of the English Wench." "How me brother died is of no importance. He's dead and I'll have me revenge." Joseph's eyes glistened with hatred as he gave a strong jerk that sent Kathleen sprawling onto the deck. The woman's attempt to save his life startled John. But he had no time to wonder at her behavior. The pirate's struggle with her had drawn Joseph's attention away from his quarry. John was not one to allow an opportunity to go to waste. He captured the wrist of Joseph's knife-wielding hand in a viselike grip and twisted it hard. As Kathleen scrambled back to her feet, the bloody knife dropped to the deck. "You're a dead man," Joseph spat at the prisoner, who now held him captive. "You cannot kill him without the captain's permission," Kathleen warned Joseph harshly. It was the direst threat she could muster. "Or you'll pay with your life." Joseph greeted her warning with a self-righteous scowl. "He killed me brother. I've got a right -" "You should listen to Kathleen," a male voice cautioned from behind her. Glancing over her shoulder Kathleen saw Captain Thorton approaching them. He looked older than his forty-five years. The ocean winds and his own innate cruelty had etched harsh lines into his features. His attire was that of a fancy English gentleman. There were polished buckles adorning his boots, a lace cravat at his throat and a heavy, full wig upon his head. He was only an inch taller than she but the cocked hat he wore, graced as it was with a plume, made him seem taller. His green silk waistcoat strained against his stomach, but she knew he was made more of muscle than fat. His dress and the manner in which he carried himself caused her to think of a strutting peacock, a very vicious, very deadly one. "She knows better than any member of my crew what disobeying my orders can mean."
"What happened?" "He died," I said. "I had a pit bull die on me three, four years ago. But he'd been eat up pretty good before I bought him." "My boy died," I said. "Damn. I'm sorry. What happened? Or ... you know." "Car wreck." I didn't want to go into all that. "You hunt any?" "Used to. But I quit shooting the birds. What's your name?" "Faison." "I quit shooting the birds, Faison. You know, got tired of it. But Jimmy still hunts. Goes all the time." Right here I thought, man. Here's a bird dog - good-looking bird dog. Here's somebody at my back door that likes to hunt birds. I hadn't been hunting in a long, long time. "What are all those cages for?" I couldn't figure that one out. "Snakes. Jimmy's a snake handler. Does shows for schools and stuff." "Has he got any in there? Maybe that's why -" "Naw, he's out of snakes right now. He lets them out under the neighbors' houses." "What? He what?" "Just kidding. He sells them, lets them out in the woods, different stuff. He's supposed to be getting some new ones. Jimmy don't stay out of snakes long." He patted the bird dog's head, looked at me. "He says he's going bird hunting in the morning. Try out that dog. Dog's been broke. Think you might want to go?" "Well. Yeah, I'll go bird hunting. I'll go bird hunting." The pointer had good blood. You could tell. A beautiful dog. "But we got to do something about this other one's barking," I said. "We'll work something out. We'll bring him inside if he keeps it up. His name is Cactus. Hey, Jimmy," he yelled.