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BY COLONEL PRENTISS INGRAHAM,

AUTHOR or “SAILOR OF FORTUNE," “COAST
CORSAIR.” “SEA FUGITIVE,” “001-:sz
GUERRILLAS,” “ SEA nnspnmno,"

“ MAGIC SHIP,” ETC., ETC,

PROLOGUE.
A BRAVE GIRL's wonx.

UPON a bold point of land that juts out into
the Atlantic Ocean like an arm bent at the
elbow, and having upon the other side a broad,
deep, swift—flowing river a tyou-11g girl stands gal.
ing out upon the scene 0 plcturesque beauty
spread before her on every s1de.

It is a rugged. wild scene, desolate and forbid-
ding to the cautious mariner, who would not like
to be caught there, be his vessel ever so stench,
in a blow from seaward.

The girl was a beauty. 8. diamond in the
rough, for her face was not refined. yet brilliant,
fascinating, and stamped with intelligence.

Her lips were red, full, and her teeth milk
White; her eyes fairly blazed with brightness,
and her hair was very long. braided neatly, and
formed a coronal; u 11 her head.

A sun—hat had fa len back upon her shoulders,
held by the ribbon under the chin. her dress
was homespun, plainly made, yet it fitted a per-
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latter burned brown, the former incasod in
rough shoes.

She was plainly just what she seemed, a child
of humble parents.

One hand rested upon a rifle, the butt of
which was near her feet, and at her waist hung
powder-flask and bullet-pouch, showing that she

ad been hunting, while a duck and several
squirrels lyin r near, where she had thrown them,
proved that s e had been successful inher search
for game.

“There is going to be a storm, for the gulls
and sea~birds are coming landward,” she said,
gazinglsk ward.

“ A it ere is a duck," and instantly her rifle
was raised, aimed, and the report followed,
while a large duck came crashing through the
foliage of a tree near, which she had shot while
upon the wing. -

Quickly she reloaded her rifle, picked up her
game and started homeward, climbing the hill
pathway. ' »

Again she aused, as she reached a higher
point and exc aimed:

“ Why, there lies a vessel in Devil’s Punch
Bowl. '

“ What can it he doing there, I Wonder?

“ Well, if a storm comes u it is one, so I’ll
leave my game here and go own an warn them
of their danger.”

Hanging her ame on the limb of a tree, and
throwing her ri e over her shoulder, she began
the descent of the steep hillside, walking with the
confident, swinging pace of a mountaineer, and
a step that would have brought to grief one un-
accustomed to such work.

A walk of a mile brought her to the rocky
shore of a cove in the shape of a horseshoe, one
end seeming to protect it from the sea.

_ There was no beach, only a rugged wall of
rock, against which the sea beat ominously at
all times, even in a calm.

The cove was some acres in size, and it was
open water sailing in and out, it up cared.

The sound of hammers was hear on the vas-
sel at anchor there, which was a trim-looking
brig, and men were seen busy at work.

Placing her hands to her lips, the girl gave a
loud hail:

“ Brig ahoy!”

The noise of the hammers ceased, andasilence
followed.

“Brig ahoyt” she repeated.

“ Ahoy I” called out a manly voice in response,
I and a youn. man I“sprung upon the bulwarks
‘ and looked 5 crew . .

“You are anchored in the Devil’s Punch
Bowl, and a storm is coming up,” cried the girl,
who was about a cable’s length away.

“ Ay ay, miss, but is it not a safe harbor?”
asked the young man.

“ It is the very worst place to drop anchor on
this coast, calm or storm,” came the startling
answer.

“ We were run in here by acoast pilot, and h
has one ashore.” .

“ fie meant to wreck you, that is all.” .

“ How can we get out?”

“,I will pilot you if you will send a boat for
me.

“Ay, a , and many thanks ” was the cheery
reply, an ten minutes after the girl stepped on
deck and with her rifle over her shoulder walk—
ed aft to where stood the commander of the brig
-—he who had answered her hail. '

He was a handsome fellow, hardly more than
twenty-three, dressed in a most becomin sailor
suit, and had the. face of one of a fra , fear-
less generous-hearted nature.’ .

The brig was a vessel to charm the eye of
sailor. But she showedvevidence of havin seen
rough usage of late, for her bowsprit been
torn away and her starboard bulwarks stove in.

It was upon these damages the crew were
bus at work when the ylplllmg girl had hailed.

“ ellxmy fair Lady ‘ 0t, it is most kind of
you to come and warn usof our dan er, and
then to volunteer to help us out of a scrape.

“ You are very welcome on board my vessel,
I assure you,” and the young captain dofled his

ca .

The maiden ~bowed in a cold way, looked
squarely into the face of the young man and
answered: . .

“It was by the merest accident that I saw

on, as I was returning home from hunting, for

turnedatthetopof he hillto seeif a storm
was rising from seaward, and caught sight of
your”topmasts in'this basin, so came to warn

Oll.

' y “Itwas mostkind of you,and I thank you
most sincerely."

“ I do not wish your thanks, sir,” was the cool

re 1y. . '

The young sailor was uzzled, for her words
might mean that she ' hed something more

a substantial than. thanks and words; but he de-

termined to wait before he offered, and asked:

“ Doyou live on this coast, may I ask?”

“ Yes, a mile awa upon the hill yonder just
below that large lig 'n -riven ins," and she

inted to near the spot 5 e had 11 when she
Riemvered the vessel. - ~

“ And this is a dangerous harbor?”

“ It is no harbor, but a death-trap."
{ “ Indeed?”

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‘said,andten

mentor and more comfortable than the ordi

 

H Yes.”

“And yet a man brought me here, who called
himself a pilot."

“ When?"

“ At dawn this morning.”

“ Describe him.”

“ He was very dark, almost the hue of an In-
dian, woro no shoes, a coonskin cap, and long
hair, while his face was beardless and his eyes
very bright.” .

“It was Crazy Wolf, a mad Indian chief of
the Kennebccs who lives a league away in a.
cave, hunts, fls es, and wrecks a vessel when-
ever he gets a chance, it is said, though he is
never caught at it, and being a madman he has
not been disturbed; but he is a. very dangerous
man and great] feared.”

“I think wit cause, from what you say of
him; but we collided, in the fog last night, with
a small coaster, which did us the damage that
you see, and fearin the brig was worse injured
than she is, I haile a fisherman that was out in
his boat to run me to a harbor, whtre I could
repair the mishap.

‘ He said he was a ilot, and brought us here.
I paid him well, and e was to return to—night
to take us out again.” .

“ Crazy Wolf would never come back, except
to get the spoils of our wrecked vessel, and to
rob dead bodies as t cy washed up on the shore,”
was the girl’s res nse.

“ And you thin we had best put at once to
sea?”

“ I know it, unless you are anxious to die.”

“ You can pilot us?”

“Yes; rig a bowsprit that will serve until I
run you into a harborage near my home, where
you will be safe, and my father can furnish you
with what spars and timber on need.”

“ You are very kind, and ’11 get the brig un-
der way at once, for I notice now, with this
slightly increasing wind how rough this cove
IS

Orders were at once given to get up the bri ’s
anchor and set sail, and soon after, with t e
strange and daring tgirl at the wheel the vsel
headed out of the atal anchora , which was
each moment becoming more wil under the in,
coming tide and increasing wind. .

As though she had been reared upon the deck
of a vessel, the girl handled the craft, and pick-
ed her way among the reefs with a nerve and
skill that won the admiration of all on board.

Having gained a fair omng, she put her helm
to port, and ran alongi the coast round the
peninsular arm of Ian before referred to and
dropped anchor just before sunset in a small and
secure haven.

“ You have saved our lives, fair girl, and
served us well, so permit me to offer you this
purse as a souvenir."

And the young captain held out in his hand a
handsome silken purse, filled with gold.

“I will not take your money, sir, for I have
all I need if we are poor people; but if you will
give me that ring you wear, as a. keepsake, I
will gladly accept it. ”

It was a handsome seal ring—a bloodstOne—
massively set, and bore upon it a crest, with the
motto: . ‘

“ Semper fldelis.”

Instantly he removed it from his finger, say-

in :

%‘ You shall have it, though I prize the ring
hi lily, it having been a birthday "ft from my
sis rwho,Iamsnre,willbc dtoknow
{Eat it goes to one who has sav ,her brother’s

e.

“Permit me, please,” and he took the little
brown band and placed it upon her flu or.

“Thank on! I will never part wit it,” she
expressed adesire to o ashore:
and the young as tain accompanied er, to see
if her father co d supply him' with the neces-

spars.
sage climbed up the steep pathway with her,
requested it, to gaze at the sun-

stc ped as e
,setlbeaiity of the scene, while she got her string

of game, and then they walked on along the
ridge to the home of the beautiful girl.
or father sat before the ,hum le but neat
and cose cabin smoking his 'ipe. and a stout,
fearless- aced, honest man a locked; while
within was a woman in neat attire, busy about
the hearth preparin sup r. ,
It was an hum le herman’s home, only

and contentment seemed to rest there. ,
The fisherman arose as he saw his daughter
fivan‘pe, and politely saluted the visitor, while
sai :
“My glass showed me my '1‘! at the wheel,
sir, and guessed as how she’ found ou in a
bad anchorage, and a storm to br before
midnight. - r >
“But we’ll have supper soon, sir, for wife’s
about ready, and you must eat with us, for

you’re welcome); h d h th

oun ’gir a the case wi
hem 2mg game an remaining outside with
the fisherman. the big captain soon found that
he bad {Just what he needed, and they walked out
along t e rid , hailed the vessel, and told the
mate to sen ashore and get the spars and
planks, which were at a spot on the beach that
the fisherman pointed out.

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Then the sailor returned to supper, and a sub-
stantial, tern ting meal it was, with fresh fish,
'ust caught, iled birds, which the young girl

ad shot in the morning, roasted potatoes, hot
biscuit, coffee and honey.

Some time after supper the sailor took his
leave, the fisherman going with him, and re-
ceiving most liberal pay for his spars and plank—

in .

Then he started ashore, with the remark:

“ Drop another anchor, sir, is my advice, for
though you are in a snug harbor, this is going
to be an awful blow, or signs deceive me.”

The oung sailor obeyed the injunction and
made a l shipshape, for he saw that the heavens
had become overcast, and the wind moaned with
real viciousness in the pine ridge overhead.

Toward eleven o’clock the youn captain sat
in his cabin, reading, while he felt t e brig rock—
ing upon the increased swell.

The winds were whistlin through the rig-
ging, and the watch on dec were very willing
to seek what shelter they could find, while the
mate, with his face buried in the collar of his
storm-coat, and his tarpaulin pulled down over
his eyes, was leaning over the starboard bulwark
amidshi 3.

He di not see a dark form come over the op—
posite bulwark, slip lightly upon deck, stand a
moment, as though taking Observations, and
then glide aft.

Into the cabin the form went, and glancin
up, the young sailor started as though he behel
an apparition, while he sprung to 1115 feet with
the remark:

“ You here ?” '

“ Yes; and, as you see, I am dripping wet, for
I swam out, got- into the boat a ongsule, and
then on board. I dared not come out 111 my
skiff, as I would have been seen by men watch-
ing on the shore.”

‘You swam out to the brig? Your a pear—
ance indicates that,” and the young sailor ooked
at the dri ping form of the strange girl.

“If I ad attempted to come in a boat, I
would have been stopped.”

“And wh l”

“ Craz 01f was foiled by your leaving the
Devil’s unch Bowl, and he got a number of
reckless men together, and. intends to come out
and co. ture your brig to-mght.” »

“ In eedl” »

“ It is true.” '

“He will meet with a warm reception, I as-
sure ou.” v

“ on have but nine men on board, and he
will come with three boat-loads—over twenty—
all well armed.” .

“We must face him at all odds,” was the
calm reply.

“ No; get your anchor 11 , and I will/run you
up the river out of dan er. ’ ‘

“I thank you, miss, ut I will not leave my
anchorage, but remain to heat off this pirate

herd.

“I shall be ready for their coming throu h
our warning, and I have no fear of e res t,
or, all told, we are eleven men on board; but

permit me to send you ashore.” . .

“No, indeed for that would spod all. I Will
slip over the side and swim back.”

‘ I dislike to have you do that." i _

“ I do not mind it in the least, and I W111 wait
on the clifl to see the attack.” . _

“ How did‘fi‘ou find this out?”

“ I was si g on the clifl, when Crazy W0“
and the two men came along, and not seeing
me, they talked over the .

“The Indian said you ad a rich cargo, and
for them to collect certain men he named, to

meet there on the shard-and: they would take ,

father’s boats and attack when the storm
broke. He said there would be about twenty of

hem.

“When they had gone, I came to warn you.”

“You are a noble g1rl,and again you place
me under the deepest obligations to on, and}
wish you would frankly tell me what can do in
return."

The girl was silent an instant, and then
said:
“ Sometimes come to see me.”

“ It will be a pleasure for me to do so,” and
he led her on deck, bade her farewell, and saw
her go over the side into the sea, strikin out
with bold and fearless stroke through the rk.
ness and rough waters.

On her departure the young captain called 11
his crew, told them of their danger, at
them thoroughly, and loading the two small
guns, which was the armament of the merchant
brgbafter which they all stood on watch.

11 theistorm broke with savage fury,
the roar of the surf upon the other side of
peninsula was deafening. _

Large trees were torn down ufim the ridge»
and were hurled crashing down is e steep blllfl’.
while stones, loosened by the force of the Wlnd.
bounded down the hillsides into the harbor be‘
neath. _ .

Walls of wager being griven m  g1: 
the little cove ecame c oppy, can
to tug hard at her anchors, while the blasts
shrieked throu h her rigging. _

“ We are 6 here, but how quickly we would
have been wrecked in that other cove i” said the

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ca tain to his mate, and then, as a flash of
liglljitning lit up the scene, he cried:

“ There are the boats coming off. and they are
bunched together and full of men.”

Springing to one of the six-pounders, loaded

with grape, he leveled it in the direction where i

he had seen the boats, and waited.

Soon another flash came; he got the locality
in his eye, and quickly aimed and fired.

The red glare of the gun, the deafening re-
port, the crash of timbers and shriek of men all
mingled together with the howling of the storm
and pounding of the sea to swell the appalling
chorus.

But, when another flash of lightning came
there were visible two boats pulling rapidly
shoreward. and the brig’s crew broke intoa loud
cheer, for it told them that one had gone down
under the deadly aim of their young coni-
mander.

Another shot was fired after the flying boats;
then the brig’s ca tain felt that there was no
more danger from iis foes, as they knew he was
on the watch for them.

The storm, though fierce, was of short dura—
tion, and the seamen worked hard at repairing
damages. Shortly after sunrise the brig got
under way, and heading out of the harbor, stood
on up the river to her destination while on the
cliff stood the young girl who ad saved her
from wreck, and her crew from death, gazing
after her with a sad, lingering look, while tears
stood in her beautiful eyes, for the gallant craft
carried with it the heart of the untntored child
of the forest and the sea.

What of misery or happiness her love brought
to her the seguel will show.

CHAPTER I.
THE CURSE.

“ TRACEY TEMPLETON, will you marry the girl
I have selected as the one to be your wife?”

“ No, father, I will not.”

“ Boy, beware, for you know not to what ex-
treme you may drive me.”

“Father, do on not think you may drive me
{.0 an”extreme in marrying one whom I do not

ovel

“Love! Nonsense! What has love to do
with it? I never loved your mother, and surely
we were ha py enough. ’ ,

“ No, fat er, you were contented, for you
were wrapped up in your business, and thou ht
of nothing else, and mother died of a bro on
heart, for she married you for your mone , and
gave up, at the demand of her parents, t 9 one
she loved, who was a cor man.

“Upon her dying , mother told Lucette
and I the story of her life and implored us never
to marry one we did not love. ”

“Boy, you will drive me to madness, by your
stubbornness. .

“Come, let me tell on that Ellen Vancouver
has a clean hundred t ousand dollars to bring to
you, for her father told me yesterda , that upon
the day before you married his ughter, he
would place in m hands that sum in cash to in-
vest for her as I earned best.”

“Father, I am captain of the trimmest mer-
chant craft that sails out of Boston, and I make
a handsome livmg, savmg u a little money,
even though I am a trifle wil when in port.

“The vessel is yours, I admit, and yet, you
have promised me a partnership in your rm
some day; but I will sacrifice all, give up my
vessel, and begin life anew, before 6 mast if
need be, rather than bind myself to Ellen Van-
couver, who isproud, heartless, and I do not be-
lieve is one to make any one happy.”

“ She loves you to desperation.

“ I do not believe she loves any one, but her-
self, and the attentions I have shown her have
been merely thoss of a. lo friendship between
our famihes. No, sir, I w not marry her. ’3

“Then you bring ruin upon me, your sister
and yourself, for we all go down together.”

“ I do not understand you, gather,"

“Sim ly then, that I am financially at sea,
having ost through speculations, and I ave
over ninety thousand dollars out in notes com-
ing due, which I cannot renew, as it would
bring the crash to ask it.

“ This hundred thousand of _El1en Vancover
would put me on my feet again, and I would
soon be all right financial} .

“ Now. marry her, an save me, save our
home, and your inheritance, or refuse and bring

 

in.

“ Father, I am deeply pam' ed to hear of this'
but if the crash comes can work for you an
sister Lucette, and it will be far better .than to
marry that 311'” ' ‘

“ And yet her father will leave her nearly a
million, and he is on his last legs.” ~

“I do not care. sir, I must refuse to be sacri-
ficed. My mother's life was a lesson to me.”

“ Curses upon your mother!” ‘

“ Hold! Not a wtohrd again? theta] noble
woman now 1 ing in e grave 0 ur 'gging,
for you, brokeyher heart, or I forget that

our blood flows in my veins. Curse me, father,
but let in mother in her grave sleep in peace!”

“ Then I do curse you, do one to, cruel boy!
I curse you now and throng life, and may you
be an outcast upon land and sea, and go down
“to your grave unloved and unmourned!

 

“Go, go from me forever, for you have
brought ruin upon me, and my blood never for-
ge‘tsgr forgives an injury.

‘ o.

The young man staggered back before the
fury of the passion—frenzied old man, and, livid,
trembling at the bitter curse hurled upon him,
placed his hands over his face and fled rom the
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CHAPTER II.
THE TEMPLETONS.

No bluer blood was therein New England
than that which had flowed for long generations
in the veins of the Massachusetts ’lenipletons.

They had come to America in the seventeenth
ccntur , a man and his wife, exiles, it was said,
from ngland, but why, no one ever knew.

They had money, and settled in Boston, and
from them sprung the father and son who are
introduced in the opening chapter of this story.

The men of the family were naturally stern,
cynical and given to keeping their own counsel.
while the women were beautiful in face and
form, gentle-natured, loving and true as steel.

From father to son had descended fortunes,
gotten in the merchant service, and Leonard
Templeton had the accumulation of his fore-
fathers, since the flrst one had come to America.

He had also married a fortune, brought to
him bya lovely girl, whose heart had been
brokenb his stern nature and treatment of
her, for s e had become his wife to please her
aged arents, and sacrificed her love to do so.

Un er the management of Leonard Temple-
ton the estate had windled away for be was a
bold speculator and at last he had gotten him-
self intoa trouble that he could not extricate
himself from unless by forcingh his son to
marry Ellen Vancouver a girl w 0 was just
what Trace Templeton ad said she was—vain,
proud and eartless, though a brilliant woman.

The only children of Leonard Templeton were
a son and daughter.

Tracey was a handsome, frank-hearted young
man of twenty-three, at the opening of this
story, and every one hked him.

He had been sent to college byehis father,
after, asaboy, he had made a num r of cruises
in the firm’s vessels; but bad referred a life on
the sea, and so had obtained 5 berth of super-
car 0. -
ishing to become a seamen, he had, on a
voyage to China, gone before the mast the mo-
ment the port 0 Boston had been dropped
astern, and there did his dut as a common
sailor until the vessel returned ome again.

Then he sailed as mate of a coasting Schooner,
and next as on tain of a brig, which his father
had just built or him and he had made several
voyages in her to the West Indies and Southern

rts, up to the time of his stormy interview
with the old merchant, and it was said by those
who sailed under him, that no luckier or better
ski per ever left the harbor of on.

is sister, Lucette, was a girl of seventeen, at
the opening of this narrative, and amore ex-
fi'uisitely beautiful girl no one would care to

now.

Her nature was full of sunshine, her heart
overflowing with nobleness and love for all the
world, and her idol was her handsome brother,
“ Captain Tracey,” as he was generally called,
while her father's stern manner caused her to
stand in awe of him.

But he loved his children, in 5 its of his cold
nature and stem bearing, and ucette was as
the apple of his eye.

The home of the Tom letons was on the bay
shore, near the city, an surrounded by broad
acres of park-land, flower ardens, lawns, and
sloping to the water’s edge, i was a neat charm-
ing retreat, while the mansion was imposing in
size, elegantly furnished and the equal 0 an
English baranial manor-house.

In a stately way‘ Leonard Tom leton enter-
tained at his house, known as the 'de Tem-

le, and visitors were made happy through

racey and his sister; but there seemed a. chill
to rest upon all enjoyment when the old mer-
chant was present.

He was reported to be fabulously wealth‘y,
and he liked tohave people believe so for e
was ve purse-proud, avaricious, aristocratic
and anxious to be talked about. 1

For his pride to have a fall, for his fortune to
be swept from him, and to have tolive likes.
poor .man, he felt would kill him, and so he de-
termined to sacrifice hi son to save himself;
but the determmed stand taken by Trace Tem-
pleton had thwarted the old man, an , with
ruin staring him in the face, he had uttered the
bitter curse upon his son, that he might become
a Vagabond upon the earth.

For a long time after the departure of his son,
shuddering under the bitter curse hurled upon
him, Leonard Teigpleton paced to and fro in his
elegantly furnish library.

e was not one to retract, and he meant all
that he had said.

He knew not what his son might do, nor did
he care, for his thoughts were all for himself.

“ e month more and I am mined,” he
groaned.

“ No! no! no! I must not go to the wall, for
there is one chance left. -

all to you, miss, and in

reaction, an

 

“ I will sacmfice Ducettc," and be pulled the
bell viiolently, and said to a servant who ap-
pearc :

“Ask Miss Templeton to come to me here at
once!”

 

CHAPTER III.
THE SEA TRAGEDY.

SOME three months prior to the introduction
of the Templetons to the reader, Lucette, one
pleasant afternoon. [got into her brother’s sloop
yacht, with the 01 boatinan of the place, to
carry over to the fort the (laughter of an army
officer who had been on a. visit to her at Sea-
side Temple for a few days, and who was her
schoolmate at the fashionable boarding—school
they both attended in Boston.

Skipper Dick was an old sailor, who had once
commanded a coasting-vessel belonging to mer-
chant Templeton, but who as he grew in years,
was content to accept the berth of boatman at
Seaside Villa.

He was an experienced hand with a boat, cau-
tious, and no accident had ever occurred while
his hand held the tiller.

The two maidens enjoyed the sail immensely,
and it was sunset when the yacht started upon
her return, with Skipper Dick at the helm, and
Lucette seated near, gazing on the banks of
clouds piling u in the west;

“ We’ll géit ome afore the storm breaks.
miss.” the s ipper had said, and Lucette thought
of no danger.

She was certainly a beautiful girl, as she sat
there, with the twilight glow full upon her face.

Her complexion was perfect, her eyes deep
blue, and expressive to a wonderful degree,
while her rosebnd mouth showed character
stran ely marked in one of seventeen, and re-
flee the pure soul within.

Droppin r the island port rapidly astern, the
yacht s on its way, the wind fair for the
run, an the old skipper doing all he could to
reach home before the storm should break upon

them.

“ It will catch us Dick, for the wind is switch-
ing around and  head us 0 ,” said Lucette.
who was a good sailor herself.

“ Yes, miss we’ll have to beat the last mile,
I guess, and I only hope we won’t get breeze
enon h to have to reef.”

“ e will though, for those are an
but we can reef in ample time, I '
not mind a little rough work.”

f‘l think you like it, when it’s piping a gale.
miss. -

“I did once, but I’m too old now, and I guess
it won’t be long afore I.drops anchor for good.

“ Does you ever - have presentiments, Miss
Lucette?"

“ 0h, es, Captain Dick, sometimes I have
such feelings come over me, but I cast them 03,
as you must do.”

‘ I can’t, miss, for I has felt 0’ late, that altho’
I has given up following the sea as a sailor, I
will at 0 down to my grave there.

ut ’ve had a long cruise, Miss Lu; nigh on
to seventy year my voyage of life has lasted,
and it’s time I was looking for my last haven.

“I has no kith or kin; no one to miss me and
the little property I got for my wife, ’wa down
in York city, hain’t worth much; but I save it

papers so says; but
ooner, miss? and she’s

clouds ;
, and I’ll

hain’t that a beautiful
Tlfd bad” k' ’ ted h k to

co sipperpom asespoe a

schooner that was going up the harbor, and
must soon pass across their bow. ,

“ She is indeed a beauty, Dick, and she fairly
walks through the water; but see, there is an-
other coming in the opposite direction, and we
must be careful,” and a arge merchant schooner

goi out also came into View.
“ d there’s the change of wind, miss, so I’ll
lufl shar and reef.”

The wi‘hd had lulled for an instant, and then, -

with an angin gust had come from the other di-

S ipper Dick quickly lufled, and
both he and Lucette setto work to reef close, for
they felt they would get it fierce out of the west-
ward before many minutes.

They had just completed reefln and were
about to resume their seats, when 0 across the
waters came a. bail in a manly, commanding
vows: - .

“ Ho, that schooner ahoyl Lufl sharp, or
you’ll run down that little sloo !”

Witha cry of alarm Lucette ooked u , to find
the merchant schooner, sailing seawar , almost
upon them.

Dick saw that he could do nothing, hi! boat
ihiot yet having fallen off and caught the wind in

or sails: .

“ Schooner ahoy! Luff sharp, for God’s sake 2"?
yelled the old ski per.

The bows of t e schooner swerved one way
then another, as though the man at the wheel
had lost his head, and then, as a furious squall
filled her sails, she dashed directly down upon
the little sloop. ,

There was a cry, a crashing of timbers, gur-
gling of waters, shouts from the schooner‘s
crew, and she passed on, leaving wreck and
death astern of her.

“I told you so, Miss Ln! Good~by!” cried

 

 

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old Dick. who was badly hurt, and he almost at
once sunk in the foaming wake.

Lucette had been thrown to one side; she sunk
beneath the woves for an instant, and then rose
to the surface and struck boldly out to save her-
self, for she could swim well: but her clothes
dragged heavily, the shock of seeing old Dick
drown and the excitement unnerved her, and
she felt herself sinking, when suddenly there
came the sound as of many wings in the air,
and the same manly voice that had given the
first warning, called out:

“ Hard—hard down your helm l”

She beheld the sharp bows of a vessel swoop
up into the wind, away from her, saw a form
leap into the sea, and a moment after an arm
encircled her, while the same voice said:

“ Do not be alarmed, lady, for you are safe
now.”

Then she swooned away, and when she recov-
ered consciousness she was in the cabin of a
vessel.

It was a warlike-looking cabin, elegantly and
fiddly furnished, and three persons were near

er.

One was an old negress, with her head encir-
cled by a red bandana, and a mass of curious
bands around her neck, while she spoke in a
strange tongue to an oflicer who sat near, for he
wore an undress uniform.

A second oflicer, one who wore a heavy beard
tinged with gray, held her pulse, and she heard
him remark:

“ She will come round all right, captain,
never fear; but it was a close call to death."

Upon the face of the man addressed as cap-
tain she turned her eyes as he answered:

4 “Use all your skill, Surgeon Nelton, for she

must not die—she must live 1"

The speaker was a man of thirty odd, tall,
well»formed, naturally graceful in every move-
ment, and with a face 0 refinement, as dark as
a Spaniard’s and as cruel as a Comanche’s.

“ I owe {cu in life, sir,” said Lucette, with
a shudder s e cou d not kee down.

“I am the debtor, lady, in having saved you
from death. I am sorry your companion was
less fortunate,” was the response.

“ Poor old Skipper Dickl He was the boat-
man at my home, and only a short while before
we were struck said he had a presentiment his
endtewould soon come, and he would die in salt
wa r.

“It was strange that the schooner should not
have seen us, for our lights were up.”

“These coasters are always careless, lady
and he lost his nerve when he did see you an
out our vessel in two, so that she went own
to e bottom at once. i

“ I saw what would come, so headed for on,
and, ‘fortunately, saved 1you, for I had 11
watching your little vesse through my glass.

“ May I ask where I am to lan you, although
you are welcome to my cabin as long as you

lease to remain.”

“ Oh, I thank you, sir; but my home is near
here unless I have been lon in a swoon.

“It is Seaside Temple, a I am Lucette Tem-
piston.”

“My name is Frank Fanchon, lady, and I
am captain of this cutter, which is in the West
India trade, and consequently armed, for we
have pirates to head of! in these Southern seas.

“I will at once put the schooner away for
your home, which is doubtless the elegant man-
sion for which your boat was heading when I
sighted on,” and Captain Fanchon went on
deck on gave the necessary orders to run in to
an anchorage.

It was new blowing a ale, and the night was
very dark, but Lucette t ew the cloak of the
schooner’s captain about her, and went on deck
to tell the helmsman how to head.

In its cupola Seaside Temple had a light,
which had caused seamen to call it Beacon
Manor, and so Lucette knew well how to steer
and before very long the schooner dropped
anchor under the lee of the land, and within a
con le of cables’ len h of the mansion.

r. Templeton an half a dozen servants were
on the dock, anxiously looking for the returnin
yacht, and when the schooner's boat landed an
Captain Fanchon handed Lucette ashore, she
sprung into her father‘s arms and burst into

In a few words her story was told. and, with-
out a word of pity for poor old Skipper Dick,
Mr. Templeton sai :

“I can never repay you, sir, by thanks for
what you have done to-ni ht; but I hope you
will be my guestto-night, t t we may become
the better acquainted. .

Captain Fanchon demurred, sa something
about havmg’ to run to the cimut Lucette
mmnd he accep , and thus me a guest
in ‘de Temple.

CHAPTER IV.

A sunme SUSPICION.

ON account of the shock she had received
Lucetto retired early to her room, and as it was
the habit of Mr. Templeton to be in bed by ten, he
also excused himself to his guest, and the latter
was shown the very lonely apartment which
was one of the spare chambers of the mansion.

For a while Captain Frank Fanchon paced to

 

and fro, evidently in deep thou ht, and then he
figiiltly opened his door and loo ed out into the

All was dark there. and he said:

“ I do not care to disturb the family, so I will
seek some other we out.”

He went to the Window and saw that it looked
out n n the lawn, not more than six feet be-
lovdehuil' h 1 ped t h

nt y raising it, 6 ea cu upon t e
iward, and then stood motionless, gazing about
im.

The mansion was dark, not a light visible in
it excepting the beacon on the cupola.

Keeping in the shadow of the walls he went to
tlfie front gravel walk, and thence down to the
s ore.

A shrill whistle, which he gave by putting the
end of a stiletto to his lips, received an answer
from on board the schooner, and soon after a
boat put ashore.

Springing into it he was rowed out to the ves-
sel, and an officer met him at the gangway.

“ I feared you had given up the trip, sir,”
said the ofl'lcer.

“ Oh no, Farwell, I am not one to break my
word, and I told Marcy I would be there with
out fail.”

“Then I shall get up anchor, sir?”

“ Without a moment’s delay, for I must be
back here before dawn.”

“ Back here, sir?” and the officer seemed sur<
prised.

“Yes, for I return to my anchorage here,”
was the response, and Captain Fanchon en-
tered his cabin.

Ten minutes after the schooner went flying
up the bay toward the city, under a Single
reef, for the wind yet blew half a gale and
tdhekwaves ran high; while the night was very

ar .

It was nearly midnight when she sailed, and
five hours elapsed before she returned to her
anchorage.

Going on shore Captain Fanchon reached
biswindow and entered his room, just as the
gray dawn hogan to appear.

To undress and spring into bed was but the
work of a few minutes, and he was almost in-
stantly asleep.

It was the custom of Mr. Templeton to rise at
seven o’clock every mornin , and when the
weather was pleasant to ta e a stroll in his
grounds, returning to breakfast with his daugh-
ter at eight, after which he drove to the city to
business. _

He had slept a trifle late, perha owing to
his having sat up an hour longer t e night be-
fore, and upon going out upon the piazza be-
held not onl the schooner 0 Captain Fanchon
lying at anc or in the little harbor, but a vessel
he well knew as the revenue cutter coming in,
r'ith guns run out, and evidently in fighting

rim.

At once he hastily went down to the little
pier, just as he heard the stern hail from the
cutter:

“ He that schooner I”

“A , ay, sir!” came the response.

“ t schooner is that?”

“ The Restless of Jamaica."

“ Why are you armed ‘r"

“We trade in dangerous seas, and have a pen
mit from the British Government to be armed.”

“ You are a pirate, and I demand your instant
surrender!” came the startling words, and the
cutter ranged, and headed across the bows of
the schooner.

“ Ho, Chester!
craft 1” called out

ing the young comman
whic was now close inshore.

The young officer at once gave an order to 1qu
sharp, and, seeing no evidence of resistance on
board the schooner, raised his hat to the mer-
chant, and called back:

“ -mornin , Mr. Templeton I am in search
of a pirate veese that ran into the harbor last
night, sacked the home of Judge Shellefltof all
ituiplate, cut out the richly laden barque ogul,
j arrived, and then mysteriously disappeared,
and it was said the daring buccaneer had a
schooner that answers the description of on-
der craft, and was last seen running out a ong
this shore, the prize having been sent to sea
ahgadhd hinth’t ' ' sto told b C tai

uc was e surprising ry y a :1
Chester, and it caused Mr. Templeton to fee a lit-
tle unea , while he said:

“ I wis you would come ashore a moment
Chester, for the schooner cannot escape you, an
I wish to talk with you.”

on are mistaken about that
. Templeton from the shore,
tier of the cutter,

“Ay, ay, sir! I’ll be with you at once,” and

soon after Loyd Chester sprung ashore from his

g1 .

%‘ Captain Chesterélyour story is a startling
one: but I feel assur you are wrong regard-
ing that craft, for her commander came into
print early last evening, saved Lucette from

owning, and then became my guest, and he is
now aslee in his room in my house.”

“ Ind l but are you sure he is there?”

“W with me to the mansion, and we can
soon see ” and on the way the merchant told the
sailor of Lucetto’s narrow esca e from drown-
ing, the death of old Skipper Dic , and how Cap-

 

tain Fanchon had himself sprung overboard and
saved her.

Loyd Chester was in love with Lucette him—
self, and be mentally anathematized his bid.
luck in not having rescued her, but he was a
noble-hearted fellow, and said frankly:

“ I do hope I am on the wrong track in sus—r
pecting such a brave man to be the one I am
unting for; but what is this captain’s name?”

“ Fanchon.”

“ And where from i”

“ He is an Englishman of means, he tells me,
but loves the sea, and built that schooner in
which he trades about the world at will.

“ He is a fine-looking man, courtly in his
manners, and very entertaining,”

“I am glad I did not make the mistake to
open on him, as I intended, for I was sure I had
t e irate, yet could not understand how he-
coul be so reckless as to coolly anchor down
here within a couple of miles of his daring deed
of piracy.”

‘ aPale robbed the home of Judge Shelley, you
say?

“ Yes; and the poor old judge was killed in
defending his property.

“ Prior to this the irate had boarded the
Mogul, and in the dar ness and storm cut her
out, putting a prize crew on board and sending
her out to sea.

“One of her crew escaped by jumping over-
board, and he re rted when he swam ashore,
and he was sent in a patrol boat around to me,
where I was at anchor in the Charles river.

“I got under way as soon as I could, and then
discovered that Shelley Manor had been robbed,
for we were hailed by a passing boat going for

aid.

“ Unfortunately the Vicious got aground, and
it was a couple of hours before I could get her
off, and day had dawned; but skippers in the
harbor told me that they had seen the pirate
runninglout, that he was a long schooner, with
very ta and much raking masts, and a bow—
sprit that ran outboard exceedingly far and
pointed up a great distance from the water.

“ Now, yonder schooner has her topmasts
housed, but they are tall and rake well, and her
bows rit does run far out and high, as you see.”

“ 'IPrue, but she is not the irate, I am sure.

“ Now we will send for ‘aptain Fanchon,”
and, callinga servant, the merchant bade him
knock at his guest’s door and say that he wished
to see him.

“ He will be with you soon sir, the gentleman
says “the servant said upon his return.

‘ as be up, Dorcas?”

“ No, sir, he was as] .”

“Ah! then I am m' ken,.biitI should like
to see him,” and Loyd Chester awaited im—
patiently until the appearance of the suspected

t

es .

“A courtly gentleman, very handsome, very
distingue, but don’t like him,” was Loyd Ches—
ter’s mental criticism of- Captain Fanchon, as he
entered the library and was presanted to him.

“ I am sorry to sag, Capta n Fanchon, that I
ve nearly boards your vessel a while ago,
cut ass in hand, at the head of my crew; but for-
tunately Mr. Templeton called to me, and I feel
that I have made a 1grievous error, so ask par-
don for the trouble have given you and your
officers.”

“ I have nothing to forgive. sir, I assure you;
unless it is the awakening me from a very sweet
sleegI was en 'oying. ‘ I

“ ut may ask why you were thus hostile to-
ward mei” _

“ A piracy was committed in port last night,
a richly-laden East Indian trader, Just arrived,
having been cut out from her anchorage and
sent to sea and the home of one of our honored
and wealthy citizens was sacked, and he was
slain, while your vessel was exactly described to
me as the guilty craft.”

'Captain Fanchon lau bed heartily, and as
Lucette just then enter the library, looking
very beautiful in her white morning dress, he
turned to her and said:

“Miss Templeton, do on know that your pre-
server of last in ht has n taken for a pirate?

“ I thinkI she have to hasten out of port be»
fore I am hanged at the yard-arm, and afterward
tried for iracy.”

Loyd C ester saw that the stran er meant the
sarcasm for him; but assured that e had made
a mistake. he made no disagreeable responSe, as
he would like to have done, and refusing the re-
quest of the merchant and Lucette to remain to
breakfast, took his departure, saying that he
must 0 on the hunt for the pirate.

“I o , Captain Chester, on will find 11121",
if only 1; at you may feel no in ering 811573101011
in your mind the. I am the uccanaeri’ 811d
Captain Fanchon bowed and smiled.

“ I hepe, sir, I Will he so fortunate as to cap-
ture him and if so I shall hang him,” and Loyd
Chester de rted, while the others walked cut.
upon the p and saw him go aboard his ves—
sel, which dipped the American 901013 to the
English flag at the schooner’s peak as She stifled
by, as though to atone for the mistake made.

Farwell promptly returned the salute, and the.
Restless remained {peacefully at anchor, while
the cutter, under ull sail, stood out into the
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CHAPTER V.
THE EXILE'S LETTER.

THE da following the stormy interview with
liis son, a ter which with his father’s curse upon

him, Tracey Temp eton was driven from his
home, the merchant drove into the city to his
place of business. _

There was a lingering hope in his breast that

i he would find Tracey at the office, willing to ac-

‘i cede to his terms and marry Miss Vancouver,
for the old merchant was roud of his handsome
son and loved him as clear y as one of his sordid
nature could feel affection foranytliing that was
not gold.

But Tracey was not there, and the old man
fretted during the day, hoping each moment
that he would come in.

“ I will give him until to—morrow, and then, if
he does not come ’round, why, Lucetto must
:save me,” he muttered, as he got into his car-
riage to drive home.

Arriving at the door of the mansion, lie was
surprised to see the brig, commanded by his son,
iying at anchor off-shore.

“ This is strange, for she was not ready to
:sail, and had not an atom of cargo on board,”
:he said.

“ Ah!” he added, quickly; “ that bad boy has
come to tell me he will marr Ellen; but he
could have run down in a. smal boat, or joined
'gio at the office, without bringing the brig

ere.”

“Miss Lucette would like to see you, sir, in
'her room,” said Dorcas, meeting him at the hall-
idoor.

“ Wh does she not come down to the library
:and to inner?”

“She is not very well, sir.”

“ I’ll go up to see her,” and the merchant spoke

 algrufl' tone.

“ 3 Captain Tracey here, Dorcas?”

“ No, Sir.”

“He has been here?”

“ No, sir.”

“ The brig is at anchor off-shore.”

“Yes, sir, and a cabin-boy came ashore with
:a note, but went back.”

“ Ahl where is it?”

“ Miss anette has it, sir. ”

So rip-stairs the old merchant went to Ln-
~cette‘s rooms.

There was a cosey sitting-room, with bed-
room attached, and they were furnished with
nex uisite taste.

uoette sat in an easy-chair, but arose as her
father entered, and her beautiful eyes were red
from weeping.

“ Why, Lucette, what ails you, my child?”
demanded the merchant, struck with the look of
sorrow upon her love] face.

“ Father, brother acey has gone from us
:foreveri"

The old man started, but said, sullenly:

“ Let him go.” .

“ Oh, fatheri”

“ He is an undutiful son, and refusing to obey
me, I told him to go—-—ay, and to take with him
my bitterest curse.”

‘Father 1” and the girl was startled at the
vehement manner and angry look of the man
who seemed togloat in bestowing a curse upon
his own flesh and blood.

“I mean it, girl, and if he has bad the cod
sense to go, so much the better, for I wi not
"have to put him out. But, how know you this?”

“ Here is a letter from him.”

“ To me i” '

“ No, sir, to me.”

“ it.”

With a choking back of her emotions, Lucette
read aloud:

“On BOARD Bare Loom,
“ Friday morning.
*‘Mv DARLING Ll‘l'l'Ll: SISTER:—

“I send you this letter b cabin boy, Paul, and
when it reaches your hands will be far away from
you, for! sail to-day in .a vessel heund to Spain,
and from there God only knows where I will go and
where end, for i am weighted down with a father‘
curse. and his prayer that I may become a very out-
cast upon the earth.

" Bound to one, I would not erjure my life by
marrying another, and hence the trouble; and an
«exile go, with the world before me. and a burdPn
of sorrow to bear. a father’s curse dogging my steps
by night and by day.

“ There is a secret in my life which I meant to tell
father, but I could not then, so I bear it in my heart.

“L'lo lgaize ytféiimy darling silslterfs a. but? r8-

re . an wou cave on my as: n on fear
fine that is accursed cauynever bless. 3' 1y

“1 feel almost desperate. and yet I am calm—-
strangely so, and I am putting my affairs in order,
as though it were to meet death.

“I leave to you, my sister, my interest in the brig,
and any share I might legally claim in myfather s
estate, should he die.

-- I do not leave for him my forgiveness for be
«has made me desperate, and I know not w at his
curse may‘drive me to.

“ The brig, her apers and all on board. I leave at
anchor in front 0 the mansion, once in home and
he will find all correctas to my siewar ship of our
mutual interests.

“ Now, my dear sister, I bid you farewell, perhaps
never to see you 888‘!!-

“ Your unfortunate brother,
“TEACH TEMPLETON.

“P. S.~If‘proo'f should ever be brou ht you of
my death, open the within letter, and o ey, for a

 

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dead brother’s sake, the request I make therein; I

but not until you know that I am dead, for then only
could I have you aware of one secret of my ll 0
which I have kept from you."

“ That isliis letter?” said the merchant, when
Lucette had at last finished reading it.

“ Yes, father, and he will never come back,”
she sobbed.

“ He had better not; but, where is this letter
he s caks of, with a secret in it?”

“ have put it away, father.”

“ Get it, and I’ll see what it is."

“ No, father, it was sent me in confidence.”

“ Give me that letter, girl i”

“ No, father, I cannot."

“ Do you refuse to obey i” and the merchant’s
face grew livid with anger.

“ In that only, father; I will not betray the
confidence brother Tracey has placed in me.”

“ Did you open the letter?”

“Father, do you think I could be so despic-
able?” was the indignant reply.

“ Well, I will see it.”

“Father, you ma as well understand me, sir,
for I swear to you t at I would rather die than
yield up that letter; ay, I would go forth from
this house, bearin r the bitter curse you heaped
upon my brother, fore I would give it to you."

The merchant was astonished; was this his
dove—eyed do.ughter?——this the maiden whom he
felt that he could rule with a look, a word?

He saw her now in a new phase. Her face
was bloodless her eyes flashing, her lips quiver-
ing and be felt that she meant just what she
sai .

He dared not drive her from him, for upon
her depended his financial salvation; so he cun—
ningly went to work to retrieve himself, and
sai 2

“ Lucette, you have shown a firmness I did
not deem you ossessed of, and I can but feel
that you are right, for the letter is yours, not

mine.

“Keep it, and if necessary, carry out the
wishes of our erring brother. -

“ Now, at us dismiss him from our lives.

“ Come, dinner awaits us.”

Lucette was deeply grieved, and felt little like
going to dinner; but she did so, and though
quiet and sad-faced, she read to her father as
was her wont in the evening, and then, at his
reg'uest, rowed outwith him on board the brig.

hey found all on board in perfect order, and
the first mate, Lucius Sheldon, a young sailor,
a boyhood friend of her brother, in command.

The merchant looked over the papers, found
everfithinghcorrect and then said:

“ r. eldon,I make you captain of the
brig, sir, and tomorrow morning I will come on
board and sail back to your anchorage with
you, at the same time 'ving you your orders.”

“ I thank you, Mr. empleton, most sincerely
in but is gpt Captain Templeton’s absence bu

m
“ 0, 511'; it is for good,” was the stern re-

pl .

X I am sorr , sir—very sorry, for the captain
was one we a loved.”

“We will not discuss him, Captain Sheldon.
You are captain now, and to—morrow you shall
have your orders,” and the merchant and Lu-
cette went on shore again.

It was late, and be h went to their rooms, the
old man to drown his bitterness in slumber, and
Lucette to take her seat by the window and
gaze out upon the moonlit lawn and the waters
of the bay be 0nd, dotted here and there by the
snowy sails 0 some outgoing or incoming vessels.

CHAPTER VI.
THE MYSTERIOUS FLIGHT.

FOB a long time did Lucette Tem leton sit
fit her window, gazing out upon the ne before

er.

Now she seemed to realize its beauty, and her
eyes roamed ovor the land and ba in appreciation
of the view; but then again or brow would
contract her lips quiver, as thoughts of sadness
flashed through her mind, and she would bury
her face in her hands, rest them u on the Win-
dow-sill and so remain for a lon me.

The notes of a 'whip-’0’-wil came to her
ears,_and the sound but increased her sadness,
and it seemed like it was a bird of ill-omen.

“Are those small boats, I wonder?” she said,
as her gaze rested upon two dark ob‘ects out
upon the water, coming toward the litt e harbor
where the brig In at anchor.

Just then an 01 negfess entered the room, for
she was a privile c aracter bavin been Lu-
cette’s nurse and er mother’s before er.

“ Ahl Missy Lu, you must not sit up thiswa ,
for you. make yourself sick. I heard yer so
bin’, chile,.as though yer heart would break, and
jist come in for see if yer was sick.”

. The maiden arose and turned toward the good
old negress, while she answered:

fl “"1 am sick at heart, Aunt Rachel—not bod-
Y- '
“ What is the matter, dear chiie?”

“ Well, Rachel father has quarreled with bro-
ther Tracey, and he has gone away, perhaps
never to return.”

“ Marse Tracey gone, Missy Lu?” cried the old
11 ess 1n surprise.

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cruel, if I must say so, and brother has gone,
and that is why I am sad, Aunt Rachel, for
I fear he may never come back.”

“Don’t you fret about Marne Tracey, Missy
Lu, for he hain’t gwine tor live without :eeiu’
you.

“ N o, no, he come back some day sure.

“ He may be an my, maybe feel awful lmd
ust now, and thin he’s gone for good; but
load is ticker dan water is, M‘ssy Lu, and
Marso Tracey will come back to see you some
day, for be lub you very dear.

“ Ole massa am cross, I knows, and say harsh
things sometime; but it all coming right, and
you must not worrlv.

“Now go to be , honey, and get some sleep
for it is long past midnight; but if you cnn‘
sleep, and wants me to be with you, jist call
me, for I’m in my room near by, and hnin’t
gwine ter let yer suil’cr all alone.”

“ I will retire soon, Aunt Rachel, and I thank
you for coming in," and the old negrcss depart-
ing, Lucette resumed her seat at the window. ‘

ut hardly had she done so when she started,
rubbed her eyes, stared out of the Window,
sprung to her feet and gave a cry that brought
t 9 old negress running back into the room
and awoke her father upon the other side of
the hall.

“Oh, missyl what ails you!” cried Aunt
Raclhel in terror, thinking the maiden had gone
mat .

“ Look! looki the bri is under sail, flying to
seal” she cried in a from ling voice.

Rachel sprung to the window, and saw that it
was true-— he brig was moving out o the harbor.

" Call father, Aunt Rachel, call other!”

But just then the merchant came into the
room, in slippers, dressing gown and night-cap,
and his face was white with alarm, for he knew
not what had ha pened.

“ Father the rig is under sail! some one is
running off with her.

“ I saw two boats moving toward her, and
filled with men, and then Rachel came in and I
did not observe them for some time, so when I
iookgd again the brig was going out of the bar-

or.

While Lucette spoke Mr. Templeton was gaz-
ing fixedly out of the window, and he saw that
the brig was under way, and other sail was
being rapidly set on her, while astern she was
towin two

At t 6 same moment Lucette, who had seized
a‘small spth she kept in her room, turned it
upon the b , and said:

“Father, s e has been on tured, for there has
been trouble upon her doc s, as I see a number
of men evidently her crew, grou to other
aft, and about them several men With mus 6118!”

Mr. Templeton gave expression to something
very like an oath, and then sent old Rachel to
arouse the coachman and get the carriage ready,
while he said:

“ I will drive immediately to town and report
the affair to Chester, whose cutter lies oi! my

ier.

p Going to his room the merchant hastily
dressed, and as he went down-stairs he found
Luoette awaiting him, her hat and shawl on.

“Father, let me go with you, for I cannot
sleep,” she urged, and, really glad of her com-
pany he assented.

Soon the carriage drove up to the door, and
Mr. Templeton said: '
“ To my pier, sir, as fast as you can drive.”

Away slped the fleet horses and never before
had Char es the coachman driven his master to
town in such a short space of time.

A watchman was found u n the (pier, a boat
was procured, and the mere ant an his daugh-
ter were rowed out to the Vicious, which was at r
anchor a cable’s len off-shore.

Answering the ha i, with “ 1 am Mr. Leonard
Templeton, and wish to See Captain Chester
without delay,” the officer of the deck ordered
the boatman to pull alongside, and Captain
Chester was called, for only a short while before
had he come on board, having been at a social
gathering in town. i

“ This is indeed an honor, Miss Templeton, to
see you on my vessel.

“Mr. Templeton, how can I serve you, sir, for
I see that you have some cause for excitement?”
and Loyd Chester turned from Lucette to her
father.

“ I have just come, sir, and have driven in es-

cially to see you, for my brig was cut out of
hgr anchorage an hour ago, an is now running
out to sea, I supgose.” _ '

“Indeed, sir nt she must stall be in Sight.”

“ No, not from the anchorage near here, but
from my mansion harbor, whither she came last ’

ni ht.”

I‘ But Captain Templeton, sir, where is he?"

“I know not, sir, or Mr. Tracey Tami leton
and m self haveceased to stand in the relation-
ship 0 father and son, Captain Chester, and he
has gone his way, and, egadl be may have
taken the brig after all.”

“ Fatheri you know that brother Tracey
would not do such a thing, for he turned over

 

all her pers and eve thing to ]gen, and. gave
to me is interest in er,” said uoette mdig»
nantl .

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('flilSO of quarrel with Captain Templeton may
be, nor is it any of my affair, but I am sure he
is not the man to kidnap his father’s vessel.”

“Well, some one has done so.”

“ That is evident, but who!"

“ I cannot tell.”

“ And can you think of no motive any one
might have!”

" No, sir."

Loyd Chester had already iven orders to get
th: cutter under way, and or a moment was
silent.

Then he said slowly:

“ Mr. 'i‘emple, that English trader is in port,
I believe!”

“ You mean Captain Fanchon, sir!”

“ Yes, sir.”

“ Yes, he arrived several days ago. ”

“Mr. Templeton, you must pardon me if I
say I am a trifle suspicious of Captain Fan-
chon.”

“Pray, sir, what has he to do with the mat-
tgr in question?” almost angrily asked the mer-
c ant.

“Simply, sir, that he has been four times in
this port, and each time there is something
wrong.

“ It may be an accident, happening so, and I
may wrong him: but nearl a. year ago he came
first into port, and I am g ad he did so, for he
saved the life of Miss Templeton, but that same
night an East Indian barqiio was cut out, and
Judge Shelley’s house was sacked, and he was
killed.

“ Again he came into the harbor, and the
same night a West Indian brig was cut out.

“ His third appearance, two months ago, was
followed by the capture of the Portland packet,
as she sailed out, by boats that hailed her, pre-
tending to have passengers on board, and a hun-
dred thousand dollars in gold was taken from
her, and who got it no one knew.

“ Now, Captain Fanchon came in three days
ago, and here your brig is cut out, so I say I am
Suspicious of him.”

“ You do the gentleman eat injustice, Cap-
tain Chester for Captain anchon is now in-
tergstfid with me in certain business matters,
an _

"' I hope, sir, I do him an injustice, and if so I
am answerable for my words, should he learn
flow} feel; but I do not like him, nor do I trust

im.

The merchant made no reply, until he took
his departure soon after, and then he said:

“If you suspect Captain Fanchon, sir, of be-
ing other than he represents himself, it is your
duty to look for roof and bring him to justice,
for I assure you do not wish business transac—
tions with a man who is under the suspicion you
hold regarding him.”

“ I shall investigate, Mr. Templeton, and right
or wrong, I will report to you.

“ Now, sir, I hope that we can catch your
brig; but if she is, as they say, so very fleet I
doubt it, although the Vicious seldom has the
heels of a craft shown her.”

With a wave 0: the hand Captain Chester
bade the merchant and his daughter farewell
and the Vicious went swiftly away in chase o
the brig that had so mysteriously glided away
from her anchorage ofl? Seaside Temple.

 

CHAPTER VII.
MASKED MARAUDERS. .

THE Vicious, as her ca tain said, was a flee
vessel, and she fairly ew down the harbor
under the tremendous pressure of canvas put
upon her.

Kee ing well in toward the port shore, Cap-
tain heater ke t every man on the lookout for
asail, and ran y the little haven in front of
Seaside Temple, without seeing any sign of a
vessel moving on the waters.

The brig had now fully two hours’ start of the
cutter, if not more, and, with a good eight-knot
breeme, was a long way ahead, 1 she had stood
directly out to sea, instead of seeking a hiding-

lace somewhere in the lower harbor among the

lands.

But Loyd Chester argued that if she had been
cut-out, it was for the purpose of changing her
into a pirate, as her marvelous speed was well
known, and she was the trimmest craft that
sailed into Boston.

With this intention her captor would doubtless
head seaward at once, to escape with his prize
being his first ob 'ect.

Out thropgh t 6 main ship channel then the
Vicious he ed and met a vessel coming in.

“ It is the Il’ew York packet, sir,” said an
officer who had a glass to his eye.

‘f Put her closer, helmsman, for I would speak
liar.” ordered Captain Chester, and soon after he
hailed: .

" The Busy Bee, ahoyi”

“ Ay, ay, sir,” answered the skipper, recogniz-
ing the cutter.

“ Do you know Templeton’s brig?”

“ The Lucette, sir?”

“ Yes.”

“ I know her well, sir, and met her a while
ago, a league to the southward of Brewster
Islands, sir.”

" Thank you. How did she head?”

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“ Southeast, sir, and going under all she could

carry.”

“ Thank you,” shouted back Loyd Chester, and
his face beamed with triumph when he found he
was at least on the right track.

Half an hour after, in the early dawn, some
dark objects were seen on the sea ahead, and the
lookout at the foreniast-head, shouted:

“ Boats, ho!”

“ A”y, ay, I see them, and they are coming this
way.

Soon it was seen that they had half a score of
men in each boat, and were signaling the cutter
as though fearful she would not see them.

It was now dayli ht, and as the brig luffed
sharp, when near t e boats, Captain Chester

sai .

“ That is Captain Templeton’s mate, Sheldon,
in the leading boat.”

“ Yes, sir; it looks bad, does it not?” answered
the officer addressed, while Loyd Chester called

out:

“ Ho! Sheldon, what is the matter?”

“ The brig was cut out by a pirate, Captain
Chester.” .

“ Who was he?”

“ I do not know sir.”

“ How far ahead is he?”

“ Fully fifteen miles, sir, and going like a race
horse.”

“ How many men?”

“Thirty, sir.”

“How did they get aboard?”

“A man came to me, sir, in a skiff, with a
letter, which I have here, from Captain Tracey
Tem leton, and it said he would send a new crew
for t e Lucette, and wanted me and my men for
another vessel. . .

“ I had just seen Mr. Leonard Tom leton and
he had told me to take command otP the brig;
but 1 determined to wait until the captain came
on board, and then tell him what his father had

1 .

“ Soon after the boats hove in sight, and hail-
ing them, a voice answered:

‘- ‘It is I, Sheldon!’ and I supposed it was the
captain, and they boarded.

“ I had but four men on deck at the time, for
I was not expecting trouble or treachery, and I
was felled to the deck, and in an instant we were
seized and ironed.”

“ This is a strange story, Sheldon.”

“ Indeed it is, sir; but strangest of all was the
fact that all of the pirates were masked and
armed to the teeth.

“ And Captain Tem leton?”

“ I cannot believe 1: at he was one, sir, and so
set it down that the letter was a for cry, and
the trick a clever one to get the brig y acting
in his name.

“ We were then ut under ard and the
brigflwas gotten un er way, an headed out to
sea.

“ And then?”

“ The captors wore their masks until we were
placed in thei two boats, two hours ago, and
told to pull for port, which we did.”

“ I cannot understand it: but pull on home
and re rt to Mr. Templeton, and I will see if I
can ca h the brig.”

“ No sir, for she sails like a witch, and I don’t
think she can be caught easily.”

‘5 I?“ try. I?

And on the brig went, while Sheldon pulled
toward the harbor, and, bein taken in tow by
an in ing ship soon after, noon landed at
tilie 1Ititt e pier jutting out from the Seaside Tem-

e wn.

P As Lucius Sheldon s rung ashore he was met
b the merchant and ucette, who had recog-
nized him in the approachinglboats.

“ Well, sir, this is not t e brig,” said Mr.
Tem leton.

“ o, sir; the brig was taken last night, as
you doubtless are aware, by irates. ,

“I received this letter, sir, 113 an hour before
the capture, and so an ted no evil,” and the
young sailor handed to the merchant the letter
to which he had referred, in speakingto Captain
Chester.

“This is in the handwritin
mean Tracey Templeton,” ste
chant.

“Yes, sir, and it seems strange, after what
you have said, that Captain Templeton would
have sent it.”

“ Read it, Lucette,” grud‘ly said the mer—
chant.

Aloud the maiden read as follows:

“ Truman PIER.

of my son—I
y said the Mer-

“Mv nun Summon:—

“I have decided to make a change of the crew
now on the Lucette to another vessel, and will soon
board you with the men I huve.

‘31'li‘lhose on board need not prepare to leave yet
aw ».

“ Will explain when I see you my reasons.

“ Yours.
‘V‘TILACEY TEMPLETON."

“ And he wrote you this!”

“ That is his letter, sir.”

“ And he came?”

“ No, sir; but expecting him, for I knew not
what to do, and supposed, after all, you would
understand it, I allowed the two boats to come
on board.

 

“I did not observe, until too late, that the
men were masked—”

“ Masked é”

“ Yes, sir, and I was struck down and ironed,
and so were my men.”

“ Infamous! Has the boy turned pirate so
soon?”

“ What boy, sir?”

“ Tracey Templeton i”

“ Smelly, Mr. Templeton, I did not consider
captain empleton among the boarders. ”

But he was, sir, for see his letter, and al— .

though rofessing to give me up the bri he
has man};de her. 3’

“ It is in amous in him i”

“I do not believe, father, that brother would
be guilty of any act so vile,” indignantly said
Lucette.

“ Nor do I, Miss Tem leton.”

“ His letter betrays im, for here it is in his
own handwriting;.but tell me, Sheldon, what.
followed?”

“We were placed under guard, sir while the
pirates, for I can call them nothin e se, got the»
anchor up and sail on the brig, an stood out to
sea.

“ And you knew none of them?”

“ Not one, sir.” '

“Were there none there the size of my de—
generate son?”

“ Several, sir, but—”

“ Well?”

“But they were all masked, and I could not.
tell, though I believe he was not among them.”

“ Who was their leader?”

“A tall man, sir, with broad shoulders and
black hair as I saw it under his mask.”

“That fits Tracey Templeton, and he is the

irate.”

“Fatherl father 1”

“ Silence, girl, for I know that your brother
has done this, and his letter to you, and this one
betray him.”

“ I will never believe it, sir.”

“You may defend him, but I am assured of
his guilt.

“ Now, Ca tain Sheldon, I do not blame you,
and you sh have the old brig, which the Lu-
cotte took the place of.

“She. is a ood vessel, fast, a trifle old, but.
she has been t oroughly overhauled, for I meant.
to put her in the New Orleans trade.

‘ Go on board of her and take char
there is only a watchman there now, an
come to see you later in the afternoon.”

So saying, the merchant walked toward the
mansion, Lucette following, her face filled with
sorrow.

After a hasty lunch, the merchant rung
into his carriage and was driven rapi y to
town.

Having glanced over his letters there, he went.
out and orderin a boat, said shortlfiz

“ Row me on card the schooner estless.”

“You mean the West Indian, sir, that folks:
says looks so much like a pirate?” asked the
boatman.

H Yes.”

Ten minutes after the merchant boarded the-
Sdifiong' tF 11 t h' tth ngw

eu nan arwe me ima r e a ay,
and rested him politely. . g

“ 5 Ca tain Fanchon on board sir?”

“ No, r. Templeton, he is not.” ,

“ When will he return?”

“Hardly before night, sir, as he wished to
make some. visits in the town.”

“Ask him to come and see me at Seaside-
Tem 16 as soon as he returns.”

“ will, sir,” and Mr. Templeton left the
schooner and was rowed to the brig Venture,
which he had just had thoroughly overhauled
and refitted. ,

Lucius Sheldon was on board, and all looked
shipshape, for the crew were hard at work.

“ Ah! lad to see you so quickl in the traces,
Sheldon; ut tell me, what sai Tracey Tem-
pleton when he set you and your men free?”

“I told you, Sir, that I did not believe Cap—
tain Templeton to be one of the party; but the
leader said he would hold us until too late to
send a vessel on his track, and then we might.
return in his boats.”

“ That was all?”

“Yes, sir; he lay to just before dawn and
sent us of! in the boats, and name Boston light—
house was in full view, I had no trouble in

e for
1’ will

headin for the Narrows.” .
“We 1, you have another craft now, so you
can run up to the pier and get our carg?’

aboard when you please, as it is rea y for you:
and the merchant returned to his shore boat and
was rowed back to the town.

a
Having attended to his business matters: he

went home, and his face was so stern that Lu-
cette dreaded to ask him it he had heard alight
of her brother, and they sat down to dinner m
silence. '

As they eroso from the table, the boatman
who had taken Skipper Dick’s place reported the
cutter Vicious coming into the haven, and soon
after Loyd Chester landed.

“ Not a word, sir, of your vessel, for she
dodged us before dawn in some way 01‘ had had
such a good start she was out of‘ mg t when the:
sun arose,” said the young captain-

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“ I thank you, Captain Chester, for your ser—
vices.”

“I would like to have remained longer, sir,
but have to go in the deck for repairs, and was
forced to put back; but I hope some (lay to cap-
ture tho brig for you, Mr. Templeton.”

“ Let her go, sir, for she will be the means of
bringing my wicked son to the end of a rope,
and if so I shall be content,” was tho cruel re
sponse of the father.

“ It pains me to hear you speak so of Tracey,
Mr. Tom ilcton, for I have ever loved him as a
brother Since we were boys together, and cannot
believe ill of him.”

“Captain Chester, I had cause of quarrel with
my son, and he deliberately refused to do as I
Wished, and hence I disowned him.

“ He has gone, and already has put his neck in
the noose by cutting out the brig, for I have a
letter here which he wrote Sheldon, that coni-
promises him, and another he wrote to his sister
threatened to do some desperate act.

“ He is no 1011 mm a son of mine, sir, and if you
take the brig, hope he will be on it, that you
may do your duty and hang him as he do-
serves.”

Loyd Chester shook his head sadly, and as
anctte did not appear, he returned on heard his
vessel and sailed for the dock, unable to believe
that Tracey Templeton was what his unforgiv-
ing and stern father painted him.

CHAPTER VIII.
Loonrrn’s LOVERS.

AMONG the suitors for the hand of Lucette
Templeton, not one was more sincere in his love
than was the handsome young commander of
the cutter-of—Wal‘ Vicious.

He had fallen in love with the maiden when
she were short dresses, and had watched her
with jealous eyes as she rew into womanhood.

Often and often had 0 wished that he could
have been the one who had saved her life, that
night when Skipper Dick was drowned, and not
liking the commander of the schooner Restless,
his dislike had grown almost to absolute hatred.

He had not been able to discover aught re-
garding the strange captain, and the idea
would force itself uppermost in his mind that
his schooner had the look of a pirate, and that
he lived a. life of most luxurious ease for a
trading skipper.

He had met him in the club, where he had
been introduced by Mr. Templeton, and found
that Captain Fanchon was an expert at card-

laying, for he seldom lost a game and won
eavily.

He had seen that women were drawn to him,
from sonic reason, and he was obliged to admit
that Frank Fanchon wasa very handsome fasci-
nating man, though he did not believe him a
true one.

It seemed strange that each time his vessel
8. peared in port, somethln happened out of
tge usual run, for some be (1 act of outlawry
was committed. '

His vessel was armed as well as was the
cutter, and he carried a crew of over two-
seore men, a. large complement for a merchant
craft, thought Loyd Chester.

Captain anchon was also a frequent visitor
at Seaside Temple, when in port, and this
Lo_ d Chester knew.

9 did not appear to be a. favorite in the
eyes of Lucette, for the young cuttcr’s com-
mander watched them closely ut then he had
saved the maiden’s life, and that was strongly
in his favor, especially when Mr. Templeton
seemed to like the man.

Loyd Chester had never told Lucette of his
love' but he meant todo so ere Captain Fanchon
could ofler himself, for that he had dared do so
on so sho‘rtanacquaintanee he would not believe.

Another of Lucette’s admirers was Marvel
Shelley, the son of the jud 6 who had been slain
in defending his home against the pirates.

The son was away on that night, and his
father was there alone, for his wife was dead
and Marvel was his only child.

An only child he had been fretted and spoiled
in boyhood, and in manhood had been dissipated,
a card-p13. er, and squandered his father’s
mone unti the old judge had threatened to dis-
own im, and it was said, had his father not
been slain as he was, he would have left another
Will, vmg all of his propert , which was very
value. 16, to charity, cutting e1 ofl without
a. dollar.

But the jud e’s death prevented the making
of another W1 ,and the dissipated youth got
his inheritance.

Stran e to say the death of his father made a
wonue ul change in him for he stop his
dissipation, gave up gambling, and in t e time
that had gone by a lived a mest exemplary
ife.

Between Marvel Shelley and Captain Fanchon
there seemed to have rung up a close friend-
shi , so Captain Loyd ester remarked, and he
cofid not exactly account for it, as there seemed
to be little in common between the two men;
but when the Restless was in port Marvel Shel-
ley Oman dined on her, as did, Captain Fanchon
go frequently to Shelley Hall, the elegant home
of the young Bostonian. ,

Although it was known that Judge Shelley

 

had been anxious to see his son reform and
marry Lucette Templeton, and that the young
man loved her, or pretended to, it was also
understood that she avoided him on all occa-
sions ere his reformation but afterward had
acted very kindly toward him. ‘

Was it out of the goodness of her heart that
she did so, or did she really care for him‘:I

This no one could tell, but Marvel Shelley had
becomea great “ catch ” in town, and his society
was sought after by mammas with niarriageablo
daughters, for to be the mistress of Shelley Hall
was sometning to be devoutly desired by many
youn girls.

A t ird lover of Lucette was Lucius Sheldon.

He came from a good New Ham shire family,
had achieved a good education, ut had taken
to the sea as a means of supporting his mother
after the death of his father, who, though con—
sidered rich, had left his family comparatively
poor.

He had attended school in Boston, as a boy,
and thus met Tracey Templeton and been in—
vited home with him in the holidays, and thus it
was that he had been offered a mate’s birth in
the brig by his old friend, who met him ina
foreign port one day as second mate of a small
trading-schooner.

Lucius Sheldon was no ordinary man, for he
was well educated, had a frank face stamped
with strong character, and his nature was gen-
erous to a fault.

He had fallen desperately in love with Lu-
cette, but concealed his love until he could see in
her some sign that she cared for him.

Lucette, with her beauty, her accomplish-
ments, and her reputed wealth, oung as she
was, had a score of other suitors, at of these,
Lucius Sheldon was not afraid.

Those he feared were Captain Fanchon, Mar-
vel Shelley and Captain Loyd Chester.

“ I could give her u for Chester if she loved
him, but not to Shel ey or Fanchon, for I do
not believe they are good men and true," he had
said to himself over and over again.

As for Lucette, she had really shown no de-
cided preference for any one, though there were
those who said the older man, Captain Fanchon,
Seemed to have an influence over her from some
cause or other.

Perhaps it was because he had snatched her
{rfom a. watery grave at the risk of his own
i '9.

So matters stood at the time of the opening of
this story, when Tracey Templeton was not only
driven an outcast from his ather‘s home, but
was accused of having at once turned pirate, by
cutting out the beautiful vessel formerly under
his command.

“ He is a vagabond b nature, and he will end
at the ard-arm,” the o d merchant had grimly
said w en he bade Lucette good night, the even-
ing following the flight of the brig from her
anchorage.

 

CHAPTER IX.
THE MEETING IN THE CABIN or m nas'rmss.

A YOUNG man was coming out of one of the
social resorts in Boston, the evening of the re-
turn of the Vicious from her unsuccessful chase
of the runaway brig Lucette. when a. chaise dash-
ed by containin two rsons, one of whom sud-
denl called to t e driver to stop.

“ 0, Shelley, which we. i” and there sprung
out of the chaise the one w 0 had 5 ken.

“ Ah, Captain Fanehon, it is on

“ How fortunate, for I had jus tired of looking
on at others enjoy themselves and was going to
row aboard to see you; but where are you from i”
and Marvel Shelley, a striking looking man of
twent -seven, grasped the ban of his riend

“ O , just been out in the country for a day;
but let me dismiss in man and we will walk to-
gether to the dock, w ere I will hail my schooner
tor a boat."

The chaise driver seemed to go 03 well pleased
with his fee, and with linked arms the two men
Set out for the pier off which lay the Rest-

ess.

A hail brought a boat ashore, and they were
soon in the luxurious cabin of the schooner.

“ Now I wish a good supper, More, and wine
to wash it down, for I am as hungry as a bear,
and set thetable for two,” said Captain Fanchon,
addressing a large muscular formed he re who
entered the cabin at his call, whom he a dressed
in S nish.

“ 1' senor,” was the reply and the negro de-
par , while Ca tain Fanchen went into his
state-room to free on up his toilet, he said, as he
had driven far.

Again seated with Marvel Shelley the latter

said:

“Tell me Fanchon, do on knew ought of
thiswquarrel between old empleton and his
son

“ Not a. word and on surprise me.”

“Well, it is hintc about the club to-night
that old Templeton had a bitter quarrel with
Tracey, who is, by the way, a splendid fellow,
and it ended by his dismissing him.”

“ This is indeed news, and I regret to hear it,
for, though I never met Captain Tom leton, be-
fore my coming to port this time, liked him
immensely,”

“But t is is not all, for last night the old

 

main’s'7 brig was cut out from her anchorage
an —

“ Do you mean it?” asked Captain Fanchon,
with surprise.

“Yes, and I’m blessed if Templeton doesn‘t
lay it upon Tracey, saying that he has doubtless
turned pirate.”

“ The old shark! but how distressing this must
all be to Miss Templeton.”

“Indeed, yes, for it is the talk of the town,
though no one believes that Tracey is guilty of
an crime, unless his father knows more than he .
wi ltell, and I hear that Ellen Vancouver is in~
consolable for his Eoin , for she was fearfully
sweet on Tracey, t oug she would not allow
that icy heart of hers to show it.”

“ Miss Vancouver is very rich, I believe?" said
Fanchon.

“Her old father is worth a neat million, if he
is a dollar.” -

“ She is very beautiful, too.”

“Very statuesquely beautiful: but I like a.
little more of human nature, and not so much
marble: but she’s a sglendid girl, I believe, and
a good wife she woul make you. Fanchon.”

“Thank you, but my affections are centered
elsewhere.

“Why not try Miss Vancouver ourself?”

“E ad, I love elsewhere; but if failed there
I mig t try for the Vancouver, and believe I
could win her, now that I have reformed.”

Captain Fanchon was silent for a few min-
utes, and then said:

“ What you tell me about poor Templeton
distresses me greatly.”

“ As it does me, and all who know him.”

“Where was the cutter when the brig was ( at
out?”

“ 0h, she gave chase, as soon as she heard of
it, for Chester is a stirring fellow after a. fee;
but then he had to put back, as he had sprung
his mast, or some way get disabled, and the brig
escaped.

“ t any rate she is too fleet for any craft in
these waters.”

"She has never tried conclusions with ‘he
Restless,” said Fanchon with a smile of pride as
he lanced about his cabin.

“ o, and this craft does look like a witch to
sail.”

“ She is— Well, Farwelli” and Captain lun—
chopi turned to his lieutenant, who just then en-
ter .

r “ Captain Chester,“ the cutter-of—war Vicious,
to see on, sir.”

“A( mit him at once, and glad to see him."
said Captain Fanchon, in a voice that reached
the ears of Le d Chester.

“And Mr. heldon is with him, sir.”

“Glad to see both gentlemen,” and Captain
Fanchon met his visitors at the companii nmxy
and ted them cordially.

“ on both know Mr. Shelley, gentlemen?”
and the three bowed pleasantly, for oil were
well known to each other.

“Be seated, gentlemen; and Moro, you black
portrait of Satan, set other places at the table

or my visitors, and bring more wine and
liquors, you lazy dog I” v
‘ Thank you, Ca tain Fanchon: but I will
not stay lon ,for I ve a great deal to do after
I have ask of you quite a favor, which I may
call upon you to grant?”

“ Certain] , sir; if in my power, command
me,” was t e prompt replly—so prompt that
Loyd Chester gave a mo glance at Lucius
Sheldon, who had hard y noticed the response,
as hé was busy muttering to himself:

“ Four lovers of Lucette all in a. heap. Who
will win, I wonder?”

“ The favor, Captain Fanchon I must explain
the askin of, by telling you that mine is the
only vesse -of-war now in port, and likel to be
for ten days or more: and to-day, in c using
Mr. Templeton’s brig Lucette, which was cut
out byapirates last night from her anchorage, I
cripp my vessel so that I will have to get her
repaired.”

“I heard of that bold affair, sir, and won,-
dered at it; but the brig was not at her usual
anchorage, as I saw her leave it before sun-
set

“ She did, for she went to the haven near her
owner’s country seat.” v

“And I am deeply pained, also to hear that
there has been trouble between r. Templeton
and his son." ,

“ It is true, sir, I am sorry to say, as Captain
Sheldon here can tell you, for t e merchant
made him captain in his son’s stead; and I asked
him to come with me to-night, as you might
wish to learn how the bri was cut out.”

“ I would be glad to, or Shelley and myself
have been discussing it.” v

In a few words Lucius Sheldon then told of
the brig’s capture, adding:

“ It seems strange to me that Mr. Templeton,
instead of tryin V to shield his son, endeavors,
as it were, to ma 6 him out all that is bad.

“ What he has done I cannot understand' but
I believe him innocent of having committed any
crime, and will never share in his father’s belief
that he was the masked leader of the pirates who
took the brig.”

“ Nor can I, air; but, Captain Chester, you
have not asked that favor of me yet. "

 

 

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Afloat and Ashore.

 

 

“It is this, sir, that, as my vessel is laid up,
you will permit me should occasion offer to put
to sea in your schooner, as she is armed, to run
down any outlaw craft that may appear in the
harbor.”

“ Willingly, sir."

“ The Government will amply compensate
you, sir, for—”

“ It is different with me.”

“You alone would see the dilference, did we
publicly compare characters.”

An impatient im recation came from Shelley’s
lips, and Captain anchon smiled and said:

“Shelley, let us understand each other, for I

‘ see that you wish to marry Miss Templeton.”

‘No, no, Captain Chester, do not speak of 2

payment, for I assure you it is a favor to grant
your request, and you will find the Restless a
fleet craft, well armed and equi ped, and I will
-put no cargo in her for a coup e of weeks, until
'you get the Vicious ready for sea again.

“If you wish my crew, I will place them at
your disposal, with myself as your first officer,
or you can send 'our own men on board, so
suit yourself, and will have all ready for you
at a moment‘s notice.”

“ You are indeed most generous, Captain Fan-
chon, and I will only ask to use our crew, be-
ing glad of your services, and ringing only
men may need, and an officer or two, should I
have to do so.”

“The vessel is at your service, sir, with or
without myself or men, captain, and So consider
.it, please.

‘ I have plenty of ammunition on board, and
my schooner’s wine cellar is well supplied, while
the storeer is by no means scant, and all is
at your service; but come, here is a sam 10 of
my living, and you must have supper wit me,
gentlemen.”

It would have been impolite to refuse, and so
Captain Chester and Lucius Sheldon passed an
hour most pleasantly, and were compelled to
vote Captain Fanchon, be he what he might, a
most charming host.

At last they took their leave, and Loyd Ches-
tor said, as he rowed toward the brig, to leave
his companion on board:

“ I believe, Sheldon, I am wholly wron ; but,
if I have to call on him, I will, and then% shall
find out.”

“I believe also that he is honest, Captain
Chester, and he appears to be a splendid com-
panion; but, then, do not like him,” was the

re ly.

P‘And I shall still watch him; but here you
are aboard your vessel—so good-night,” and the
boat passed on, leaving Lucius Sheldon on his
brig, while Loyd Chester remarked to himself:

“ Well, if Captain Fanchon is what I thought
he was, he is the boldest devil that ever crossed
in y bows in all my wanderings l”

 

CHAPTER X.
GAMBLING son A wrrn.

WHEN Captain Chester and Lucius Sheldon
had left the cabin of the Restless, the captain of
that m sterious vessol turned to his remaining
guest arvel Shelley, and remarked:

“Now we can have a little chat all to our-
selves, Shelley.”

“ I sincerely ho that nothing that is—well,
say disagreeable, in the past will be the subject
of conversation,” the young aristocrat re-

“Oh, no, for I live in the present, hope for
the future, and have nothing to do with the past.

“That is the way I have solved the problem of
earthly happiness, my friend."

“ It is an an easy way of putting it; but I can
not be thus rough-hided, if may thus express
it, for what I have done in the past keeps close
association with me in the resent.” r A '

“You should .not allow t is, but cast it off.”

“ Yours is a strange nature, Fanchon, for here
you live, unmindful of peril to name and life
and you are as calmly contented to all outwar
appearances, as though you had never done a
wrong act in your li e.”

“ Certainl , for I do not admit of wrong-doing
for the worl to gaze upon; but let us ta
other subject.”

“ Well i” and the face of Marvel Shelley was
clouded.

“I think of getting married.”

H No I” I

“ True." -

“I would not suspect it of you, though I have
heard it rumored that you admired my lady
love.”

“ Who, for instance?”

“Miss Lucette Templeton.”

“ My lady love, you mean, for but for me she
would not now be alive.”

“ You saved her life, yes: but are you in
earnest about admiring her?”

' “ Certainly, and why not? for she is beautiful,
accomplished, rich, and every single man in
Boston is anxious to marry her, which is what I
l;ke.”

“ Knowing yourself as you do, Fanchon,
would you wish to bind that noble girl to you
for life?" asked Shelley, seriously.

“ Pardon me, While

’ marrv her—if ou could?”

“ Why, yes, ut—”

" But let me interrupt you, and ask if, know-

' ing yourself as you do, Shelley, would itberi ht
for you to ally that pure girl's hfeto your ' ty
one

The youn aristocrat flushed and then turned
pale, while answered:

of an— -

I ask if you .would not .

 

“ I do.”

“Well, for the rest of her beaux I do not care
a snap of my finger; but, I wish to show you
more consideration.”

“ As how, pray?”

“ Well, we are friends.”

H Yes.”

“As the world goes, we are, though I do not
really think you care inwardly one jot or tittle
more for me than I do for you.”

“ You are frank.”

“ lt is the aim of my life to be.”

“ You have some scheme on hand?” and Shelley
seemed cynical now.

“I have.”

“ Out with it.”

“ It will strike you, I think as reasonable.”

“Well, sir?”

“ I have already asked old Templeton for the
hand of his daughter.”

“ Aha! and the result?”

“ The girl, or the old man?”

“ Both.”

“ How?”

“That is my business, Mr Shelley; but the
proposition I wish to make to you is to discover
which of we two shall have the honor of making
Miss Templeton his wife.”

H I see]

1“ You will see better when I divulge my
p an."

“ For God’s sake do it, then.”

“ You are a gambler, I believe?”

“ I do not admit to it.”

“ True, but you are all the same.”

“ Yes, I play cards for money.”

“ Now I play also, as you may know, and I
meet with general success; but u n the rin-
ciple of honor among thieves, I sel om win rom
you, and I watch you too closely for you to win,
except by ood fortune from me; nay, don’t get
angry She ey, for it will do no good."

‘ So it seems.”

“ Thus reasoning, a game between us is a
square one, each skilled in tricks, but not sharp
enough to deceive the other, and I pro 059 that
we p ay a game of cards for the ban of Miss
Templeton.”

“You mean
field?”

H Yes.”

“ And all aid from the loser?”

“ What kind of aid?”

“ Nothin said against him?”

“ Certain y for it would not be polic for one
of to act otherwise,” was the sly rep y of the
so. or.

L‘ d.”

“ We will play now.” ,

“ As you p ease.”

“ The best two games in three?”

“ Yes, that gives us both a. better chance.”

“ Mind you, this gambling for a. wife is a. secret
between ourselves.’

“ Of course."

“ Are you ready?”

H I am.”

The cards were then rocured, the amblers

the winner to have the full

for a stake so stran e, k their sea at the
table, and the car were carefully shuffled
and cut for the deal.

tain Fanchon.

It was won by Ca

“I tell you, anc on, I am playing for more
than a wife,” said the young aristocrat.

“How so?”

“Well, the inheritance I got from m father
did not do much more than pay up my ebts.

“I have Shelley Hall, it is true, and a small
income of three thousand from rents, with a
small bonus of cash in bank; but I reformed,
and paid every dollar I owed, with interest, and
this made me solid with all.

“I owe nothing now, but my father’s estate
was not as large as is believed, so I am anxious
to add to it."

H I see.”

“ Now, Lucette Templeton, I hear, will get
half a. million as her dowry, and it is worth
struggling for, while, as the old man has cast
off his son, Tracey, she will get her brother’s
share too, I suppose, alon with her father’s
when the merchant dies, so er husband will be
in clover, and I shall be Well content to live a
better life with such a wife.”

“ And such a fortune?"

“ Certainly and you see what I play for.”

“ Yes, you have much at stake.” ,

“And you only a wife, for you are rich.”

“True; but now to our game."

The cards were carefully shuffled, dealt and
then the game began.

Slowl it was played by Shelley, whose lips
quiv at times, though his hands were firm.

As for Fanchon he seemed wholly indifferent,
and smoked the while with apparent relish of
his cigar.

/

 

"sum

lgoting the quivering lips of his adversary, he
sai :

“ Take a cigar, for it will calm your nerves.”

The young man made no reply, Int pouring
out a glass of brandy, from a decanter, dashed
it off, and then lighted the cigar; but still he
seemed nervous.

“I have won,” coolly said Captain Fanchon
taking up the cards and pushing them towar
Shelley.

“ One game.” said the latter.

“ Yes, but I have the prestige of the first
game,” was the reply.

Again the cards m-ro dealt, and again the
game was played through.

“ And I avo won,” (-xultantly cried Shelley.

“ Yes, we are even now.”

“ The next game decides.”

“ True.”

Then the third game began, progressed slowly,
and at its close Shelley said:

“ You have Won.”

“ Yes, and you will have to look up another
heiress—Miss Ellen Vancouver for instance.”

“ Suppose Lucette refuses you, sir?”

“ The field is of Course open to you then."

“ She may do so. or the merchant might."

“Yes, oither or both might say no!”

“ Then 1—”

“ But. remember, there is to be no underhand
work, Shelley.”

“ Do you think—”

“ I think nothing, I only warn you.”

“ You do not trust me.’

“I trust no man whose life is what yours is,
or mine.”

“ Well, you need not fear me, though I shall
pra that you are not successful.” ‘

“ our prayers will not be answered, and
soon on will know the result.”

“ e town will be shocked.”

is Why?"

“ No one knows you, you are a foreigner and
a stranger, taking off our loveliest girl, and you
are nearl double Lucette’s age.”

“It is line and October mingling, for she is
about eighteen and I am thirty—five. ’

“Well, for our sake, I hope all will go well,
but for mv sa e I hope not.

“ Now I must 0.”

“ Won’t stay a lnight?”

“ No, I had best go home, but will see you at
the Club tomorrow night.”

“ I’ll be there.”

“ By the wa , should I wish to marry the
Vancouver, cou d I get a little ready money
from you?”

“ I guess so; but we will see.”

Marvel Shelley then took another glas of
brandy, lighted a fresh ci er, and took his
leave, the captain sending im ashore in his

ig, and soon after he was driving out to his

ndsome home on the harbor shore, great] dis-
appointed at the way matters were going, or he
said throu h his shut teeth:

“ That ‘anchon will win, for he is a. man to
accomplish all he undertakes; curse him!”

 

CHAPTER XI.
GIVEN FOR GOLD.

THERE seemed to rest upon the town of Bose
ton, about the time of which I write, a certain
feeling of unrest. .

The death of Judge Shelley, and the sacking
of his home, had not been forgotten, and there
had been a number of iratica acts comm1tted
that gave peo lo a frig t. _

A large ac et out of town, With many people
on board, ad been wrecked, and it was said
that a fleet buccaneer was constant] hovering
in the offing to do what damage e could to

shipping.

he icious was known to be laid u , and
there was no vessel to call upon in case 0 need
for a cruiser.

Then the quarrel between Mr. Templeton and.
his son was a mystery that no one could solve,
and the idea would gain ground that he had cut
out the brig Lucette and meant to turn her into
a rover.

Then again Captain Fanchon was looked upon
as a mysterious personage. .

He ap ared rich, ca led himself a trading
skipper, ad saved the life of Lucette been in-
troduced around by her father, and still seemed
to live in an air of mystery. '

Such were the disquieting influences that pre-
vailed in the town, and gave to the upper strata
of soda? a. feeling of unrest.

But 1: ere was one who seemed not to care
what was said, and that one was Captain Frank
Fanchon.

That gentleman arose the mornin ,
game of cards with Shelley, fresh an smiling.

He made a careful toilet, partook heartin of
his breakfast, and had ordered his «31% t0 g0
ashore, when he was told that the empleton
wharf-boat was coming off, and the merchant
was in it. I , . _

“ skihim right down into the cabin,” said
Captain Fanchon, and he threw of! his coat and
boots, put on slippers. a dressmg-gown and
smoking-cap, and 'ghting a cigar, lay back in a
divan, a book in his hand. ,

“My dear Fanchon, you do take hfe coolly,”

after his -

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Afloat and Ashore.

9

 

 

 

 

said Mr. Templeton, as he descended the com
punionway and beheld the sailor taking his ease.

“ Ahl Mr. Templeton this is a pleasure.

“ Be seated, pray and have you broakfasted?”

“Two hours ago. l’

“I,was thinking of going out to see you to-
da .’

“Would have been glad to have you do so,”
and Mr. Templeton seemed a bit nervous.

“ Any news of your son?"

“ None; nor do I wish any.”

“ Ah! I will not refer to him again, for it
seems unpleasant to you.”

“ It is, sir.”

" I only hope that he has done nothing to place
his life in jeopard '.”

He has put llS neck in a noose, for I am
sure that he, and no one else, out out the brig;
but it is not of Tracey Templeton that I have
come to see you.”

“ I am all attention, my dear Mr. Templeton.”

“ It is of Mi 3 Templeton.”

it Ah !17

“You once told me that you loved her?”

“ I love her far more now, sir.”

Mr. Templeton grew uneasy, and it was evi-
dent that he. had an unpleasant task before him.

“Now, C‘iptain Fanchon, ou asked my con-
sent to Oil'el‘ yourself to my au hterl”

“I did, sir and would repeat he request.”

“ Suppose l told you that she was not the heir-
ess that people think her i” .

“It is Miss Templeton, 511', not her money, I
seek.”

“ That is well said, Fanchon: but the truth is,
I will leave her rich when I die.”

“ You are not an old man et, sir, so we will
not look to her inheritance, r. Templeton.”

“ You are ver good; but in such an event she
will et her brot er‘s share also."

“ is will be quite a fortune.”

“ Yes, for I am rich, rich in property, and yet
I am poor in gold, for just now I need money to
tide me over.

“Did I mort a 9 my property, I would lose
my credit; but ave made some investments
that have gone to the wall, and worse, and I
need a clean hundred thousand dollars.”

“ A large sum, sir.”

“Yes, but I have notes coming due, within
three weeks that must be taken up.

“ If I ask for a renewal it confesses my
inability to pay, and thus shows my weak-
ness; but with these notes out of the way I can
god op swimmingly, and I will need no further
ai .

“ How can I aid you, Mr. Templeton.”

“ You can do so, certainly.” ,

“Pray tell me how?”

“You are rich?”

“Yes, so considered.”

“But you are?”

“Well, to revent argument, I will say yes.”

“ You can and me that money?”

“ One hundred thousand?”

|( Yes.”

“ For how long ?”

“ One year, payable as I can, in amounts of
ten and twenty thousand.”

“ With what interest?”

“ Ten per cent.”

“And what securit i”

“ My note, for I wi 1 not mortgage.”

“ You are right, sir; you must save your
credit.”

“ By all means, for I am considered to-day to
be worth a million.”

" And what are you worth?”

“I have my business, Which pays in twenty-
five thousand a year, a few rents, and my coun-
try seat of Seaside Temple.”

‘ With sundry ships, warehouses, a dock,
ofll‘cgs apd various little properties?”

eq i

“Worth how much?”

“ Call Seaside Temple worth a hundred thou-
sand, and my town wharf, ware-rooms and ves-
sels twice as much more.”

“And the rents?”

“Some houses that cost me fifty thousand, and
rent, all told for five thousand a ear.”

“All toget er, you are worth, 111 a large cal-
culation, under three hundred thousand?”

“‘Yes so call it.”

“And you have onehundred thousand in note
coming in?”

“ Yes.”

“If put under the hammer your Property
would little more than cover the notes.’

“ Not much more.”

“You are not so rich as peoplebelieve.”

“ Oh, I had large properties in New York,
Portland and Philade phia; but these I let go to
get money for investments, and each speculation
was a failure, and I lost over half a million in
clean cash thus.” I _

“ This was unfortunate; but on think, with

our notes taken 11 , you co (1 get along all
Y P ,,
right with your busmess and rents?
‘ I 2know it.” .

“ You would yet save thirty thousand a year?"

“Yes, all of that.”

“ But your living would cost you ten thou-
sand.”

“ Yes.”

“And you expect to pay back to me one

‘ hundred thousand with ten thousand interest, '

with not one fifth of that sum?”

“ Oh, I hoped to renew, and pay as I could ,
while seine speculations—'

“ Hold on, Mr. Templeton, for this is business
between us, and not a dollar should you invest

‘ in s )eculations, if I advance the money.”

 

H “ti—J!

“No, sir, for you fail in all your specula-
tions, and by your own count have lost over
half a million in clean gold.

“ No, sir on must live on your income from
business an rents, and save a balance.”

“ I will do so.”

“ Now I wish to say that I will drive this bar-
gain with you:

“I will give you, mind you, give you one
hundred thousand in cash, to redeem your
notes, and in return I wish a paper signed by
you that you forfeit your estate to me if you
speculate.”

“ I’ll do it.”

“Hold on, for I am not yet through with
in terms.”

“I will not interrupt you, Captain Can-
ehon,” and the old merchant’s eyes glittered
with delight.

“I will, in return for my hundred thousand
dollars, demand your daughter’s hand in mar-
riage, within six months from date.”

“Agreed, sir.”

“ Now, Mr. Templeton, here is the paper
you are to si 1, so that you are not acting in
the dark, an I wish you to go and gain your
daughter’s consent, while I will come. out this
afternoon to dine with you and hear her answer.

“See, 1 write as follows,” and reading aloud
as he wrote, Captain Fanchon penned the follow-
mg:

“I hereby agree to sell my dau liter, Lucette
Templeton, to rank Fanchon, Ca t n. etc., for the
sum of one hundred thousand dol ars in hand paid.

“It is furthermore a reed that my daughter shall
become the wife of t c said Fanchou within six
months from date, and that I hereby bind myself
not to enter into any speculations whatever in a
business way, outside of my regular mercantile ser-
vice, under penalty of forfeiting my full right and
title in all roperty belonging to me, in favor of the
said Frank anchon.

“Given under my hand and seal, on board
schooner Restless, etc."

“ Here, Mr. Templeton you see I have our
bond not to speculate, and it will save you rein
want in your old a 6.

“And more, I ind you to give me our
dau hter, and in return you get the one un-
dred thousand.

“ Now you can return home and arrange this
little matter, and I will come out to dinner.

“ To-morrow, you come on heard my vessel,
and you shall have the money, and can sign this

pa r.
Is this satisfactory?”

“ It has to be,” was the answer, and the mer-
chant took his departure.

After a short stay at the ofllce he drove home,
and as he got out of the carriage Lucette met
him on the piazza, with:

“See, father, there is Captain Fanchon’s
schooner running out to sea under all sail, and
he has not been to tell us good-by.”

The merchant uttered a su pressed oath, as he
saw that it was indeed the sc ooner of his mys-
terious friend, Fanchon.

CHAPTER XII.
FANCHON KEEPS HIS PROMISE.

MR. TEMPLETON had been gone but a short
time from on board the schooner, when a beat,
manned by fourteen oarsmen and containin a
dozen marines and several ofiicers pulled rapic ly
toward the Restless.

‘ilAhoy the barge!” sung out Lieutenant Far-
we . ~
“The barge of the cutter-of-war, Vicious!”
came the response.

“ Ay, ay. sir!
cheery answer.

In a moment more Captain Loyd Chester was
on deck, and he said hastily, to Fanchon, who
came out of the cabin:

“Captain Fanchon, I have to claim the ful-
fillment of your promise sooner than I had an-
tici ated.”

“ ndeed, sir?”

“Yes, for a pilot boat has just run in and re-
orted to me that the bri Lucette is hiding
own beyond Telegraph Hi1 , Nantasket.”

“ Indeed!”

“ Yes, and I desire to go in your vessel at once

in chase of her.

“By all means, sir, and either for yourself
and crew, or with mine, the schooner is at your
service.” .

“I will bring my men on board, sir, sixteen
seamen, twelve marines, a lieutenant in com-
mand of the latter and a midshipman as my
aide, while I shall claim your services and that
of your crew.”

‘ With pleasure, sir. Mr. Farwell, get the
schooner under way, and put duck enough, on
her to make her dance Seaward.”

In a few moments the schooner’s anchor was
up, her sails set, and heehng over gradually to I

 

Come alongside,” was the

 

the ten-knot breeze she went dashing down the
harbor.

“ New, sir, you are in command, and consider
me as your first lufl’,” said Frank lv‘anchou
pleasantly.

“ I thank you Captain Fanchon," was the re—
sponse, and in the generous heart of the young
sailor all suspicion against the mysterious skip—
per was allayed.

Past the handsome villa of merchant Temple-
ton the schooner went along at a pace that won
the admiration of Loyd Chester and his men,
and of those who saw her from the shore.

She was a beautiful craft, as trim as any
cruiser afloat, with graceful lines from cut—water
to rudder-post, and carrying lofty sticks that.
held their Vast display of canvas well.

She had a long eighteen-poundei' mounted fore:
and aft, and they worked on a pivot, the one on
the bow being rather out of place, Loyd Chester
thou ht, for a vessel that used her weapons only
as a efense. ,

Then there were three brass howitzei's to a
broadside, two of them twelve-pounders, and the
other four sixes, and they shone with the bright-
ness of burnished gold.

There were cutlasses, boarding- ikes and
muskets in racks about the masts am the vessel
certainly had the appearance of being a. well—
disciplined cruiser, rather than a nurcliant
craft.

Her crew were two-score in number, were a.
uniform, and seemed to be thoroughly well—dis-
ciplined.

“Your schooner is very fast. Captain Fan—
chon,” said Loyd Chester, as they rounded the
point of Long Island with a rush and headed

or the lower end of Paddoek’s Island, in the-
vicinity of which the stolen brig had been seen.

“ Yes, she runs well, and we will have a,
ghan’ce, I hope, to  what the brig can do with

er.

“ I hope so, and I believe you can catch her,
which is more than I could say for the Vicious,
all things being equal.”

“There she is, Sir,” coolly said Captain Fan—
ehon, as the kidnapped era t was seen to shoot
around the oint of Paddock’s Island, square
away on a co rse that would take her straight
out to sea, and begin to set all the sail she could
carry.

In an instant all was animation on board the
schooner, for all recognized the beautiful brig,
and the schooner’s course was changed from
southeast to ahnost due east, and she was crowd—
ed with sail, standing up well under it, in spite
of the twelve-knot breeze that was now blowmg.

Instantly it became a chase, and every eye
narrowly watched the result.

Lieutenant Farwell was closely examining the
brig through his glass, and said:

“ She ha some thirty men on board;'but I
will go aloft and take a better view.”

He was one some ten minutes, and returning
to the doc , said:

“I counted just thirty-three men, all told,
Captain Chester.”

‘ And what think you of the brig’s speed?”

“I think, sir, she is holding her own.” he an-
svcl'erid, and then he turned and gave Fanchon
a 00 .

A moment after Frank Fanchqn walked over
to the windward bulwark and jained his officer,
sayi‘ng sim ily:

‘ ell, arwell?”

“We are steadily gaining.”

“ Is that so?”

“Yes, sir.”

“ Sure?”

“ I took bearings aloft, and I am confident,
and we will run into good range before an
hour.”

H Ah!”

For a moment Captain Fanchon stood in
silence, and then he said in the same low tone in
which he had before spoken:

“ Farwell i”

“Yes, sir.”

“ I do not care to see that brig taken for vari—
ous reasons.”

“Yes, sir.”

“ You understand?”

“I do, sir,” and Farwell walked forward.

He was one but a short while when he re—
tumed. an asked:

“ Captain Fanchon, can I get your large
French glass?”

“Yes, it is below,” and Farwell descended to
the cabin.

He was one for quite a while, but returned
with the g ass, and adjusting it to his eyes turn-
ed it upon the brig.

“We are losing, sir,” he called out to Captain
Chester. '

“No, for it seemed awhile ago that we were
gaining.”

“ So it seemed to me, sir; but she is certainly

drogpin} us now.”
“ y ovel but you are right,” said Captain
Chester, after a hasty glance through the glass.
“Yes, Farwell, we are losing round—the
brig sails well,” returned Captain anehon.
“She does, indeed, and she can lyet spread a.
little more waves but how wi your long
ei hteen reach her, Captain Faun-hon!”
‘ We might try, sir.
“ Mr. Farwell, clear the forecastle gun for ac—
tion, and you had better aim it yourself, unless

 

7 against him as such.”

10

Afloat and Ashore.

 

:7

Captain Chester would like to have one of his
men do so."

“ Oh, no, sir,” was the reply, and soon after
the deep roar of the gun was heard, and almost 1
immediately after the shot was seen to fall 1
astern and in a direct line.

“ A 'ttlo larger charge of powder, Farwell,”
called out Fanchon.

“ She is 3 )reading more sail, sir,” said the
gliddy, who ad accompanied Loyd Chester on

card.

This was true, for those on the brig had seem-
ed to awaken to the knowledge that they were
too near to their pursuers, and there was extra
canvlas set, which added materially to her
spec .

A second shot from the long eighteen struck
astern, but with a ricochet went over the brig,
burying itself in the sea a cable’s length ahead.

“ Well aimed, Farwr'll, but try again,” called
out Captain Fanchon.

Aglain the gun was fired, but the ball barely
reac ed the brig.

“ She is dropping as well, sir,” said Fanchon.

“ She is, indeed; but do you observe who it is
that appears to be her commander?”

‘ I am not sufficiently acquainted, sir, with
the bearing of Captain Tracey Templeton, if
that is what you mean, to say whether it is he
or not.”

“ I will take your glass then, for it seems tobe
an improved one.”

“ It is, sir, and was presented by a French
captain whose vessel I saved from a pirate off
Cuba.”

“ It is the best glass I ever saw,” said Loyd
Chester, as he leveled it upon the brig and eyed
her closely.

“ I fear that it is Tracey Templeton—poor
fellowl—on yonder brig,” he said, sadly.

“ Do you make him out?”

“There is a tall form standing near the helms—
man, who is evidently the commander, but I do
not see his face, though his hearing is that of
young Templeton.”

“I taken, sir, what could be done with him?"

“ He could be hanged.”

:: But the brig was his vessel, as I understand
it.

“Oh, no onlya part of her; and this he re-
linquished by letter to his sister, giving u his
command of the brig, so that his seizure 0 her
afterward was an act of piracy; and his father
from some unaccountable reason, would push it

“Then he would hang?”

“ Unless his father Withdraw the charge.”

“ I could almost wish that he might not be
taken.”

“ And so would I, unless he means willfullyto
turn pirate, and in that case I have no mercy
:for him; but it seems that we are not to capture
him, if he it be, as the brig is surely dropping us
and our shots fall short.”

“ rue, sir.”

i The brig had new gotten free of the islands

into deep water, while the schooner, nearly-

'ltahree miles astern, was 03 the Narrows ligh
ouse.

But the schooner held on, with all sails set
that would draw, and the brig gained steadily
upon her. ‘

“ It does not seem, Captain Fanchon, asthough
the schooner sailed as well as she did,” said Loyd
Chester, gazing over the side.

“I thought so myself, sir; but it is because
the brig is sailing faster, I guess; but will you
hold on '

“ Assuredly, for an accident may yet give us
the chase,” was the stern reply of the young
commander.

 

CHAPTER XIII.
A STORMY INTERVIEW.

«How truthfully it is said that when one begins
a. downward course, how e it is to follow it
up with other sins, which the act of wron
has caused the conscience to be less sensitive o v
suffering under.

So it was with merchant Tom leton.

He had stood well withan oknewhim, as
a. business man, and though stern in his de—
meanor toward eve one, he was respected.

It is true he h seemingly done no wrong,
other than to risk his fortune in speculation
and so he tried to consider it; but then that
which he had risked was not his own.

It was property left by the mother of Tracey
and Lucette to them alone, only it was in their
father’s care.

In all their lifetime thus far he had not told
them what had been their inheritance, for he did
not deem it necessary until one or the other mar-
ried, the time when Mrs. Templeton's bequest
was to be given them.

Never doubting their father, in ignorance of
their rights, they had asked no questions, and
little dreamed that he had defrauded them.

It is true he made the first investment with
the hope of adding to their fortune and his own,
jointly; but this turning out illy, he had invest-
ed other money from the same source, to redeem
the losses.

This, too, was a had venture, and so it went
on until the inheritance from their mother had

 

been squandered .

To redeem himself, the merchant had, with
his name tarnished by his act, gone still deeper
into the mire, and tried to force his son into a
marriage that was distasteful to him, for he felt
that by so doing he would get the handling of
his wife’s money, and thus be able to redeem his
losses by another trial.

The result of this effort the reader has wit-
nessed, in his drivin his son from his home,
with a bitter curse f0 owing upon his heels.

With nothing to expect from Tracey Temple-
ton, and his notes verging on maturity, the
merchant grew almost desperate, and he turned
to his daughter to save him.

He knew positively nothing of Frank Fan-
chon, and frequently, in his hearing, had heard
him spoken of as an adventurer, while Loyd
Chester had frankly told him that he believed
him to be crooked.

But Leonard Templeton must save himself.

He must not lose caste, must not go I [own with
a crash, and some one else must sull‘cr.

He was not a. man that had strong loves,
though his hates were.

He had loved his wife in his stern way, but
then he had broken her heart.

He was proud of his handsome son, but un—
bending toward him.

He had an affection for Lucette, yet it was
not the deep regard he felt for himself.

So some one must suffer, and who better than
his daughter?

He thought of Loyd Chester for her, but then
the young officer, be ascertained, had only
about sixty thousand dollars laid away.

He turned to Marvel Shelley next, and then
came to the idea that, with Judge Shelley’s home
sacked, the debts of the heir paid, and all other
things taken into consideration, the young
aristocrat could not have a large balance in
bank.

So he would not do.

There were several men of his set who were
very rich, he knew, and he was aware that they
would jump at the chance to marry Lucette.

They were nearly as old as he was, and he
considered them favorably for awhile, but then
happened to think that they were cunning busi-
ness men, and that he would not have the hand-
ling of an of their money, and on the contrary,
thgy WO (1 expect a dowry with Lucette.

0 they were dismissed.

Lucius Sheldon, who he knew was devotedly
attached to his daughter, was not to be thought
of for he was a poor man.

So he turned to Frank Fanchon, the com-
mander of the Restless.

“He has money,” he argued, “and he saved
her life, so that is in his favor with her.

“ He loves her I know, and I think he is a
man to ay well, for he told me when he asked
for her ad that he was willing to invest mon-
ey with me, and cared not for any fortune that
might go with her hand.

‘ I hinted that her dowry was locked up in
my business, and he said it mattered not—and
he is my man.”

This was his cunning argument, and the read-
er has seen how he sought the captain and what
followed.

When, therefore, he drove home and found
Lucette gazing at_ the Restless, as she was fly-
infi seaward, he was nearly wild with rag:

ut ere he had a chance to reach whi heat,
a horseman dashed up bearing a letter.
Hastily he broke the seal and read aloud:

“Sonoomm Beams.
“ M! Dun. Ma. Taxman:—

"Captaln Chester is on board with me, and re
quests that I run out, his vessel being under repair,
and endeavor to overhaul your etc on brig, which
an incoming pilot-boat reports in the harbor, lying
near Nautasket.

“ Of coursel cannot refuse and we are now get-
ting under way and hence I will have to beg you to
pardon m not coming to dinner, and present my
regrets to ss Templeton.

“Hoping that the engagement to dine will be
kept upon my return to port, and with kind re-

membrances to Miss Templeton,
‘ Yours,
“ chnox.”

“ A nice letter, Lucette.” said the merchant,
greatly relieved.

“Yes father, Captain Fanchon is a very
pleasan gentleman; but why were you so
an , sir, at his vessel going to Sea?”

‘ ecause 1 am very punctilious, in child,
and he had made an engagement wit me to
dine, and to see him running out to sea was very
provoking, indeed.” ' '

“I would feel just as happy If he did not
come ” was the reply.

“ E, what do you mean?”

“Not mg, father, other than that [I dread
Captain Fanchon more than I like him."

‘ Nonsense! but what can be the cause of the
bri being in the harbor, when Chester follow-
ed Eer out to sea the night of her empe?”

“ I cannot tell, sir.”

“ That boy is hanging about the harbor for
no 00d.”

“ hat boy, sir?”

“Your brother, if you will call him so, but
notm son.” ‘

“You still believe that brother Tracey is
on the brig?”

 

“ I know it.”

“ What have you heard, father?” anxiously
asked Lucette.

“ Enough to make me convinced that he stole
the brig, and intends turning pirate."

" F athcrl oh, father!"

“ You need not bewail it, for it is true.”

“ If I believed it, I would indeed bewail that
my brother had fallen so low,” she said, with
scorn.

“Well he has, and more, I fear he is hanging
about the harbor to rob my house.”

“ Father! you are as cruel as Death to talk so
of brother Tracey, and until I know that he
has done wrong, I will not listen to it, even from
you,” and with flashing eyes she Walked into
the mansion, while her father muttered:

“I must try adiiferent tack with her, that
is certain, for she has a pluck I neVer suspected
her of having.”

 

CHAPTER XIV.

THE MERCHANTS sronv.

FEELING that he could not gain favor with his
daughter by abuse of her brother, Mr. Temple-
ton was determined to take another lan, so he
went also into the house and found her pacing
the library her beautiful face strangely stern.

“ My chi d, I have had far more to worry me
than you know, and hence I feel bitterly toward
your rothcr.

“ But this abuse of him does no good, and see
I will out with it, and we will drop him out of
our hearts. v

“Come, let us go 11 on the tower, and we can
have a fine view of t e harbor, and perhaps see
the brig, while I will_tell you just why it is I
feel as I do toward poor mi ided Tracey,”
and the merchant fairly choke with emotion,
but it was on account of having to lie as he in-
tended, to cover up his own wrong-doing.

Never in her life did Lucette remember to
have heard her father peak so kind] , and with
a orgy she sprung toward him, pil owing her
hea upon his breast.

The man was touched, and he dropped his arm
about her.

He recalled how often had her mother a
pooled to him fora kind word, and how his col -
ness had repulsed her.

“ Come, my child, dry your tears, and let us
go 1.1 to the tower.

“ cone will hear us there, the air will refresh
us both, and we will see whether the schooner
catches the brig,” and he led the way up the
broad stairway toward the tower at the south
end of the mansion, and which ran u to a con-
siderable hight above the top-flooro the main
building.

“ Lordyl what’s up when old massa got he
arm ’round Missy Lu?

“ I guess he feel sorry Marse Trac done gone,
and ine tor make upuby lubbin’ e one he got
left, ut it hain’t like 'm ter show ’fection, an’
my heart bleeds fer r ole mis’ in her grave
fer he dun break her eart sure,” said old Ann
Rachel, as she saw the father and daughter go—
in up the stairs.

twas a pleasant place on the top of the ‘

tower, for there were comfortable seats there, a
fancy, pagoda—like roof, a hammock and a
table, for it was used as a retreat by Lucette.
and often had her mother taken her children
there in the lon ago and passed hours at a. time.

“Be seated, u, and I will search for thehrig,
and see if I can find her, for there goes the
schooner abreast of Spectacle Islands,” and still
the merchant s ke with the unwanted kindness
of manner in w ich he had before addressed her.

She sunk into a chair, shading her eyes with
her hands, but not so much to keep out the
sunlight, as to hide the walling tears that would
flow, when she felt that her father’s stern
bearing was broken toward her.

“ Oh, if while in this mood he would only for-
give Tracey, for whatever my poor brother has

one,” she murmured.

With his glass the merchant swept the island-
dotted harbor far and near, but could not see
the brig, so he took a. seat by his daughter and

said.

“ Lu, what I have to tell you will pain you,
as it has me; but it is better to tell you, and
then end the matter.” '

“Is it so terrible, father?”

“ It is a wrong that Tracey should never have
done, and, With my violent temper, and love of
ri ht, I naturally was very much incensed
w on he refused to allow me to save him in the
manner I hoped to have done.

“ You are aware, I believe, that there were
certain moneys of your mother's which I had
control of for investment?”

“ No, father. I know nothing of your business
affairs, but I do now recall that mother used to
say that she was happy in being able to give to
both Tracey and myself a good fortune.” _

“ Aheml yes, that is just it, the estate being
in m kee ing. . ,

“ ell, kept it apart from my busmess at.
fairs and this Tracey knew, and the result is
that 3 got possession of it. ”

“ 0h, father!”

“ True, and he sqli‘irandered it.”

“ Why, father, acey was a. little wild, as

as!

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Afloat and Ashore.

11

 

young men go, I admit, but how could he do
what you say, for that would be dishonest?”

“ Just what it was, my child."

“ But how could he use what you had charge
of?”

“ The property lay in other places; not here,
Lucette, and consisted of valuable lands, which
each car were increasing in value.

“ e knew they were lying idle, and Were in
much demand, being in the rapidly growing part
of cities that were causing wonderful inn-rears)
in the real estate prices.

“ They were on record in the name of your
mother, I being agent or executor, and, drivon
to desperation by his gambling debts and—”

“ Gambling! did Brother Tracey ever gamble,
father?”

“ It was his ruling vice, my child, and more,
he he )t from you a secret, and I am convinced
that lie was squandcring money upon some one
whom he was ashamed to tell us of.”

“ Oh, fatherl”

“ So he ran down to New York, got the par-
ticulars about this property and paid his debts
with the money he got for the sale of the lands,
for he signed my name to the deeds.”

“ My poor, poor brother!

“ Can there be no mistake, father?”

“ The property is all sold, Lucette, and your
brother not only did this, but forged my name
to the deeds.”

Lucette seemed stunned at what she heard,
and the merchant continued:

“ The sum he obtained, to show you the
enormity of his crime, was for a larger amount
than I am worth to—day.”

“ Poor Tracy!”

“He gambled it away, and, when I Went to
dis ass of the Eroperty, to invest in my business,
and) ive him is interest with me of one-third,
you aving the remaining third, I found that a.
fortune had been stolen.”

“ This is terrible.”

“It was a fearful blow to me, my child; but I
waited until he came to port, told him I knew
all, and forgave him if he would do one thing.”

“ And that was—';

“ To marry Ellen Vancouver.”

 Rather, she would never make Tracey agood
w1 e.

“ Could she be worse than her husband?” was
the stern res use.

“ Ab, no !’

“Well, he refused, although he knew his mis-
deeds had so cramped me that I was on the eve
of failure.”

“Poor father, how I ity you.”

“ I am to be pitied, ucette, for I can see no
way how I can recover, other than one, which
we will talk of later.

“ But Tracey, having wrecked my fortune his
own, and yours, refused to ma Miss an-
couver whose father was anxious have me
invest her dowry for her, and this would have
tided me over and all would have been well.”

“ I think brother should have made the sacri-
fice, father after what he had done.”

“Yes, after wrecking us all, as it were, steal-
ing the money, and committin forgeryto do so,
he was forgiven by me, yet re used, and then I
drove him from me as ou know.

“ Now he has stolen t e brig, for I am sure of
this, Lucetto, and will turn pirate, unless he is
captured by the schooner.”

‘ If he is taken, father?”

“ He will be ban ed.”

“ Oh, no, for he ad been her commander and
part owner, and—” _

“ Lucette, you have a good busmess head, but
let me tell you there were no papers to show his
ownership of part of the brig, and he gave up
his nominal share to you, so it rests with me to
have him hanged as a pirate.”

“ 311“ you would not, father?" anxiously
asked the maiden.

“ After all that he has done, it would be best
to let him the now, before he has committed
murder and robbery u n the high seas.

“ If the schooner to. es the brig, she is a prize
tothom, and I lose her value, or we’ll have to
buy her back.”

‘I‘ But Captain Chester will not claim her as a
prize.

“ His men will—or rather Fanchon’s.”

“Would Capfain Fanchon, or Captain Ches-
tor2 press the c arge of mm , father?”

‘ f the brig surren ers, t ey could not, for
she belongs to me, and if did not press the
charge. as her owner, your brother would go
free after his piratical act.” '

“ And you would not press the charge,
father?”

“I would, so help me God!” was the sternre-
Sponse of the unforgiving old man.

CHAPTER XV.
Lucnrrn’s Rnsronsn. .

FOB. some time after the bitter words of‘ Mr.
Templeton, not aword was said by either father
or daughter. _ .
, Both seemed busy With their own the hts.

But, to carry out the part he had set 'mself
to play, Mr. Templeton changed his stern man-
ner once more and said: _

“ Lucette, now on know why it is that I am

 

' imbittered towar my son.

 

“He has gone, so let him go his way, and we
will forget him, though never can I forgive him.

“ If he is taken, he must suffer the penalty of
his wrong-doing."

“But, father, is there no hope that Tracey
may change his ways!”

“ Had he such intention, would he have writ-
ten you the letter he did?

“ No; he had carved out his career for him-
self, and it is his plan to abide by it.

"' As for me, I am left on the verge of ruin.”

“ (Jan you not think of someway, father, to
extricate yourself? for I do not wish to see you,
in your old age, come to want, though I do not
care for myself.

“ I am young, and can bear a life of depriva-
tion while you cannot.

“ I admit this life of luxury is very enjoyable,
but if it comes to the worst, why, I can earn a
living for us both.”

“ Ah, child, you are ever so good; but the
humiliation would break my heart.”

“ Can we not devise some way out of it,
father?

“ Tell me all about your affairs, and see if my
old head on young shoulders, cannot see a way
out of your financial misfortunes, my dear
father.”

For some time the merchant remained silent.

Then he said:

“ There is one way out of it, Lucette.”

“ Tell me it.”

“ For you to marry.”

She started, her face flushed, and then he
said:

“Why I am but a child, father.”

“ You will be eighteen in a short while?”

“Yes, sir.”

“ You are far older in ap earance, in actions
in common sense and educo. 'on, than any girl I
know of lyour age."

“ I fee older, father; but yet the years count
me but a child.”

“ Still if you married I could save all.”

“ But don’t love any one.”

“ Love is a commodity that few married
people find it necessary to possess.”

“ But there are marriages for love only.”

“ Maybe; but 1you coul learn to love! ’

“ Who would have to marry, father?”

“ Well, I had thought of Captain Fancbon.”

She again started and turned slightly pale;

“Father, I fear I could never love him.”

“ He saved our life.”

f “Yes, and am grateful in my inmost heart
or i .

“ He is a very handsome man.”

“Exceedineg so, father, as handsome men
go; but there is that about him I cannot under-
stand and not doing so, I fear him.”

“ e certainly is a very fascinating man.”

“ Yes, sir, but—”

“ But what, child?”

“You do not know anything about him.”

“ Oh (yes, for I have had means of finding him
out. an be is a clever fellow.

“ That he is well born his refinement of man-
ner shows, and he is very rich, while he loves
you most tenderly.”

“ He is very good to me.”

“Yes, and Wishes to offer you his heart and
hand, while, when I told him frankly that I
could give you no fortune, in spite of what the
world thought he said he not only did not wish
an , but woul give me what money I needed to

u 1 through my financial difiiculties' and when

tell you it will take a bun thousand

dollars to clear me, on can understand how
highly be values your ove Lucette.”

“ It is a large sum, sir; but is he so rich?”

“ Oh yes, he is a very rich man, though he fol-
lows the sea.”

“It would be almost like selling me father.”

“ Nonsense, child, don‘t talk so, or I will drop
the whole matter and go to the wall.”

“ Forgive me, father, but it did look so like a
bargain; but then I do not love Captain Fan-
chon, and were I to become his wife, I do not
believe I would ever know him better than I do

a .

“ 9 seems to wear a mask that hides his
heart thou his and all feeling."

“Yet be t rew aside that mask from OK his
heart when he spruu into the sea, at the risk of
his life, to save you rom death."

“ True, sir.”

“ And when be sung that ballad here, the
other evenin , I saw tears in your eyes.”

“ Yes, he s a most plaintive voice, full of
richness and expression.”

“He has lived much on his vessel, and he is
reserved among men; but he is a noble man I
assure you.”

“Yet Captain Chester seems to doubt him,
and said some very ugly things, father.”

“ Chester is jealous.”

“Why should he be?”

“ You ought to see that he loves you, as do
Eany’pthers; but you seem to care for none of

em.

“ Nor do I; and , at, I would prefer to marry
Loyd Chester to aptain Fanchon and I be-
lieve I would rather be the wife of flucius Shel-
don than of either.” .

“ Then you certainly do not know your own
heart, and can marry Fancbon just as well, for

 

he is worth more than Chester, Shelley and
Sheldon put together."

“In riches.“

“ In worth; and the unkind things that Ches-
ter said about Fanchon he must have changed
his opinion of, for he has asked him to go to sea
after the brig.”

“That is true, {other ”

“ Well, my child, it rests with you whether I
sink or swim, and you can decide yes or no, but
let me know now. "

“Father, I “ill see Captain Chester and ask
him to ex )laiu his reasons for suspicion against
Captain l<zinclion—” '

' But—”

“ I will.“ continued Lucetto, quietly, “ see
just what Captain Fauchon has to say, when he
oil’ors himself—as you say he will—and then you
shall have my response.” .

“ Don’t fail me, Lucette,” :aid the old man in
a tone that was pleadiu r, and there flashed
through the maiden‘s min that there was some
selfishness in her father’s nature.

But she would give no other response than to
wait until she had seen Captain Fanchon, heard
his oifer, and knew what was the opinion of
Loyd Chester regardirg him.

To change the subject then she turned her
glass upon the schooner, and just as she did so,
the deep boom of a gun reached their ears.

“ 0h, father! there is the brig, and she is
flyin seaward, With the schooner in full chase
and ring u )on her.”

But Mr. empleton was already upon his feet
and had his glass leveled. ‘

“ Yes, and tho brig, fast as she is, has a swift~
or craft in her wake in that schooner, and she
will be taken.”

“ God grant not ” murmured Lucette, and un-
til the two vesse s, the pursuer and pursued
faded from view in the gathering loom of night.
the father and dailfhiel‘ watched hem, while it
was evident that . Templeton had somewhat
changed his mind, as even at that distance their
glasses showed that the brig was outfooting the
schooner, and Lucette’s hopes ran high that she
would not be taken. for now she began to believe
that her erring brother was really on board of
her and ready for any crime.

 

CHAPTER XVI.
A YOUNG GmL’s PLUCK.

WHEN Mr. Templeton and Lucette came out
of the supper—room, where they hagdimssed near-
ly an hour, they were fairly start] by a blind-
ing flash and the deep crash of thunder that
greeted them as they stepped out upon the pi-

azza.

The skies had appeared cloudless to them
when the left the tower, and they were lea-
ward; bu landward a storm was sweeping up
which they had failed to notice. .

Retraining to the library they sat there, lis-
tenin to he terrific peals of thunder, and
shiel g their eye from the vivid glare of '
lightmng.

“A fearful night at sea ” said the merchant,
speaking as though thinking aloud.

“ My poor brotheri” moaned Luoette, show-
ing w th whom her thoughts were.

“ The brig and the schooner will have a. hard
time of it in this blow,” said Mr. Templeton.

“ I hope they will both ride it out in safetfv,”
was the answer, more in the manner 0 a.
prayer. ,.

“Who can tell? But if I thou ht Heaven
would hear my pra or, it would be t at the brig
would go down wit all on board, and thus end
a career that would be far worse did be live.”

“Father, I could almost say amen to that.
and feel happy in the thought that Tracey did
die are he branded himself with the infamy cf.
a irate’s name. I could feel content,” said Lu-
ce earnestly.

“ And so could I; but what a fearful blow this
is! Why, the house fairly shakes, and the bowl-
in of the winds is fearfu .”

ey seemed almost awed by the storm, and.
rising}; Mr. Templeton rung for a servant and
bade
if the boats were safe.

“ He has gone, sir,” said the butler.

“ Send him to me when he returns.”

“Yes, sir,” and soon after the butler accom- '

panied the boatman to the library door.

:yell, Bent, we are having a fearful night
on i

“ Yes, Mr. Templeton, it is as black as I ever
saw, and the sea rolls in here from-Broad Chan-
nel in tremendous waves.”

“ The boats are all safe?”

“ Yes, sir I drew the small ones for up on the
shore and double-anchored the yacht and cat-

ri .1!

I‘ You saw no sail out on the waters?” 4

“It is too black to see anythin , sir, and the
lights at the fort are not visi le; 0 , sir, but it‘s
a nasty night on the water.”

“ The beacon on the tower cupola is burning
all right, I hope, for its light ma serve to save
some poor vessel from destruc on," said Lu-
cette.

“ filo, miss, the wind blew it out some timers

“Then it should be lighted at once.”

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“No one would dare go up there in this wind,
miss, for they would be blown off,” replied the

man.

“ I will pay you well, Bent, if you will go.”

“ No, miss, gold would not buy me to go on
that tower now, or I’d go as poor old Skipper
Dick did.”

“ Some one should go.”

“ Nonsense, Lucette, no one could remain there
an instant," said the merchant.

Lucette made no reply, but soon after slipped
out of the library.

She took from a closet her boat cloak and
hat, and securing a lantern ascended to the roof
of the tower.

The stout stone structure vibrated under the
force of the wind, but, undismayed she crouched
gown behind the balustrade and looked above

er.

She knew that the trap in the ceiling of the
on ola raised up, and that the servant who
lig ted the lamp ascended by a ste -ladder,
which hung on hooks on one side of t e balus-
trade.

Cree ing there she raised the end of the ladder
sudden y, and, by good fortune its end went
ri rht into the trap, or hatch.

ith her back to the wind she then attempted
to ascend; but the cloak and her skirts blew
about the ladder and held her fast, and it was
with difficulty that she descended again under
shelter of the wall.

Throwing off the cloak and hat she bound the
scarf tight about her hair, and taking the ham-
mock rope ends, which the reader will remem-
ber was there, she bound her skirts as close as
she could about her limbs and not impede her
m0vements.

Then she once more seized the lantern and
started up the ladder. ’

She could move only with the greatest diffi-
cu‘lgiy, but step by step she went upward.

hen half way she felt that the wind was
bending the stout ladder‘ but undaunted up she
went until her head touched the hatch.

Raising it, she crept within and closed it be—
neath her. ’

Then she took the glass of! of the lantern and
saw that one small hole in the glass, broken in
some way, had put out the beacon.

Into this she stuffed her kerchief and then light-
ed the beacon.

It flickered a little at first, but she saw that
she had remedied the cause of its going out, and
she started upon her return.

It was desperately dangerous and the stout
pagoda-like cupola swaye with her; but she do-
scended in safet , and, not daring to attempt to
remove the la der, retraced her way down-
stairs.

Entering the library her father started to his
feet at sight of her while just then in dashed
Bent crying out: ,

“Oh rd, Mr. Templeton the beacon is
lighted, and only Skipper Dick’s ghost could
have done it.” -

“Silence, you fool!” was the stern rebuke,
and turning to his daughter Mr. Templeton
said anxiously:

“ Why, Lucette, you are as white as a sheet.
What has haIppened ?”

"Father, just lighted the beacon, and I

ass I’m a little nervous now it is over; but

could not bear to have it out on such a night
as this.”

Bent had quickly skipped out when he heard
who it was that had lighted the beacon—a
feat he dared not attempt, and step ing to the
sideboard in the dining-room, whic adjoined
the library, Mr. Templeton said:

“Here, Lucette, take this glass of wine, for
you need it. You are a brave girl; but ater-
rible risk you ran.”

“ Thank ou, father, but now I will be all
right, thong I did think several times I would
be blown oil? and killed; but ah! how glad I
am that the beacon is lighted.”

For half an hour longer the storm raged,
and then Lucette said she would retire, as it
was blowing itself out, and she went to her
room, where Rachel scolded her for the risk

, she had run, and said:

“Missy Lu, there hain’t no men-folks even
round this place hab got the courage to do
what you, a young lady hab done and God
bless you. chile, you git your reward fer riskin’
your sweet life ter sabe mankind, see ef yer
don't, honey.”

Just then the brass knocker on the door rung
out with startling distinctness, and Mr. Temple-
ton followed the butler to the door.

“A gentleman, sir, and he‘s nearer dead than
alive. He came up out of the water staggerin’,
sir, and scared me awful bad: but he said the
vessel he was on was swamped, and all went
down ’cepting. him, and he saw the beacon
light and swam ashore.”

“Thank Godl”.came in fervent tones from
the lips of Lucette, as she stood half undressed
in the up—stairs hall by her door and heard
what Bent had said.

“Didn’t I done tole yer so, honey?” cried
the delighted Rachel.

,‘ "Quick, Rachel, see that a s are room is
ready,” cried Lucette, while Mr. empleton had
gone out upon the piazza, to where the stranger

 

had sunk down upon the stone steps, utterly ex-
hausted.

A moment after he entered, and following
him came the butler and Bent, supporting the
wrecked mariner, and he was taken at once to
a spare room in one wing of the mansion.

‘ Well, Aunt Rachel?” cried Lucette, as she
sat in her room awaiting the return of the old
ne ess.

‘ Oh, missy, he am a navy officer, a lieuten-
ant, I guesses; for he hab a uniform on, and
he’s han’some as a pictur’.

“ He done tole massa his name, but I didn’t
hear it, and he say as how he was goin’ home on
a leave of absence, and took a packet skunner
from New York to Portland, and got run in
here by a pirit and then ther storm come up
sudden, ther skunner ca sized, and all went
down fer she sunk so quic .

“ e said all were black about him, and he
gave up fer lost, when all suddint like, a bright
eye shone over ther waters and he swam toward

“ And he kept on swimmin’ and swimmin’,
missy, ontil he got ashore, and fell down on the
ground at Bent’s feet, for he was so exhausted.

“But he’s better now, and says he only needs
rest; so now, missy, you kin go tor sleep this
bressed ni ht, knowin’ you has sabed a sinner
from dede bil.”

“ Oh, Aunt Rachel, is he a bad man?”

“ No, missy, he hain’t; but I was speakin’
figertive like, yer knows.”

“ Ah, yes, and I will go to sleep, Aunt Rachel,
with a heart that is li htened by the knowledge
that I have saved a Elife: but oh! how fearful
that the others should drown.

“ I wonder if no others esca ed?"

“ No, missy, he do say that e never swam in
a worse sea, and he called and called to others,
but ot no answer, and all went down.”

“ ere there many on board?”

“ Seven with himself, missy.”

“Ah, me. I fear the morrow will show man
more lives lost,” and Lucette retired to her b ,
her heart aching for those who were forced to be
on such a night at sea.

CHAPTER XVII.
THE RETURN or THE RESTLESS.

IT was late before Lucette drop ed off to
sleep so busy were her thoughts Wit all that
had ha pened, and so bitter were the recollec-
tions 0 what she had heard about her dearly
loved brother, whom she had ever looked upon
as her hero, the soul of honor and nobility of
nature.

If he was indeed on the brig, and intending
to lead a life of sin, she really hoped that he
might meet his death in the storm, and thus end
his career ere he had stained his hands with the
blood of his fellow-beings.

Worn out at last, she sunk to sleep, and old
Rachel would not awaken her when she went in
the next morning and saw her sleeping.

So it was late when she awoke, and calling
Rachel, she said:

“ Why, it is nearly ten o’clock.”

“Yes, miss .”

“And my ether?”

“He slept late, too, missy, and hab gone to
town half an hour ago.”

“ Oh, Rachel, tell me!”

“ Yes, missy,”

“Did the storm do much damage?" and Lu-
cette drew aside the heavy curtains.

“ It done heaps, missy, I has heard.”

The sun was shining brightly, and the wind

et blew fresh, while the waves were running

i h out on the harbor.

Ilere and there a tree had been blown down,
the to of the boathouse had been carried
away, oughs and heavy limbs from different
trees filled the lawn, a t was crushed in on
the shore, and further down the beach a sloo
had been driven upon the land, and a crow
stood about her.

“ Aunt Rachel, I forgot to ask about the
young man?”

“ He‘s feeling bright in the head missy, but
he hain’t up. for he got some hard knocks, and
is 1pretty stiff, he says, so master told him just
to ie abed for a few days, and he’d come round
all ri ht.”

“ es, he had better do so, for indeed he must
have had a fearful time of it; but has he had his
breakfast?”

“ Oh, yes, missy, and massa sent him one ob
his dressin’-gowns, and he comfortable, only he
feels like I does when I has the rheumatiz.”

“It is a wonder he is alive, Aunt Rachel; but
I will be down to breakfast soon, so have it
ready for me, please.”

Rachel gave the order to the stately butler,
and Lucette was tempted to eat a hearty meal.

Then she put on her sun-hat, and Went for a
stroll about the place.

 

There were workmen on the lawn, and else- .
where about the grounds, cleaning up thedebris F

of the storm and utting things to rights.

Bent was ruefu ylooking at the fancy roof of
the boat-houSe, which had been carried some
distance off. and also examining one of his
shattered boats. , ,

“The worst storm we’ve had, miss, for long
years,” he said. ‘

 

“So it seems, Bent, but were any lives lost in
yonder sloop ashore?”

“ No, miss, they got out all right."

“ Where did the schooner sink ?”

“Just off the mouth of the haven, miss, and
the officer swam right in through the channel
without knowing it and landed yonder where
your row-boat, the Lullaby, is drawn up.”

“ The schooner was how far off-shore!”

“As she did not strike, miss, she must have
been over half a mile; a fearful swim in such
a storm.”

“ Fearful indeed, Bent; he must be a superb
swimmer.”

“ He certainly is, miss, and weak as he was

when he came ashore, he did not seem to want to .

have me help him, while he wasn’t a bit cast
down in spirits, and hailed me with:

“ ‘Ahoy, shipmate, I'm stranded, but I’m bet-
ter off than those who were with me.”

“Then he asked me, miss, what light that
was and who lived here, and if I thought that
your father would give him a berth for the
night.”

"Well, I am glad the beacon saved one life,
Bent.”

“So is I, miss, but I am more glad you did
not lose your life in going up there, for you
did what I would not do, and it makes me
ashamed to think so.”

After a few more words about the shipwreck—
ed stranger Lucette took a walk into the garden
and selectc a bouquet of fine flowers that had
not been destroyed by the storm, and sent them
into the invalid’s room.

“ With the compliments of Miss Templeton,
sir, and she hopes you are better, and will not
hesitate to ask for anything on wish,” snid
Dorcas, the butler, entering t e room of the
manner.

“Oh how beautiful! Why I thought every
flower had been blown back to Eden,” exclaim—
ed the strangcr, and he added:

“ Present my compliments to Miss Templeton
and tell her I appreciate her kindness as much
as I do the exquisite flowers.”

Dorcas delivered his massage, and just then
Rachel came in to report that Bent said the
schooner Restless was coming up the harbor.

Quickly Lucette ran out upon the piazza, and,
sure enough, there was the Restless driving
along like a race-horse, a great roll of foam
about her how, and her sails roofed, while her
to masts were housed.

he had the appearance of a vessel that had had
a rough time of it; but there she was, certainly
safe, and it spoke well for the skill of her com—
msinder, that she had so well ridden out such a.
ga e.

As she neared the villa, in driving by, she
dipped hcr flag in salute, and hastily gomg to
the mound, in the center of the carriage-drive,
where stood the flagstaif, with the colors flying
Lucette returned the compliment with the skill
of a midd in such work.

Instant y a gun saluted her, and the schooner
flew on tower hcr anchorage near the town.

Then Lucette glanced down the harbor.

Here and there were other sail in sight, but
nowhere was visible the brig.

“Ah! what would I not give to know what
was the fate of the brig,” she cried.

“They did not capture her, or she would be
following, and she is nowhere in sight.

“What does it mean ?”

“Well, I sup (so Captain Fanchon will be
out to dine Wit 1 us, and then—ah, me! 1 hate
to think of it.

“It was kind of him to salute me as he did,
with the flag, and a gun.

“What a strange man he is, so courteous, F0
kind, so fascinating in his way, and yet to me
his face is so cruel and he keeps it masked, for
I can never read what he feels or thinks.

“I wish I could like him more and he dc-
Ste”??? my warmest friendship, for I owe to him
m l e.

Y‘I will see if I can drive away the blues by
singing,“ and going into the house she sought;
the music-room, and all unmindful of the guest
near, began to run her hands over the strings
of her harp.

Then in sweetest melody her voice rose and
fell as she sung some ballad that was her favor-
ite

Her touch was masterly, and her voice rich,
melodious and cultivated, and she sung with her
whole soul in her music. utterly oblivious of the
shi wrecked mariner within a few yards of her.

hen Dorcas appeared. and said:

“The gentleman’s compliments, miss, and
says will you sing that first ballad over again
for him?”

Lucette started. and said aloud:

“ Why, 1 had forgotten that there was any
one in the house, Dorcas, and I fear I haVe dis-
turbed him ” and the stranger heard her words
and knew that she meant them.

Then she added: , _

“ Say to the gentleman that I will sing to him
with pleasure, when he is able to ioin my father
and myself in the parlor, which I hope Will he
soon,” and Lucette hastil left the parlor, and
went to her room, annoye that she had been so
thoughtless as to sing, when the gentleman
might think she had done so for his benefit.

1

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Afloat and Ashore.

 

Some time after, she heard wheels upon the
. ravel drive, and supposing that it was her

ather, she went down—stairs.

But instch she came face to face with Cap~
tain Chester, who had driven out to see her, and
greeted her pleasantly with:

“ Ah, Miss Lucette, I have come to see you as
you discover. ”

“And I am glad to see on, Captain Chester,"

‘ she answered, and she ed the way into the

library, wonderingu n what particular errand
he had come imme lately after his return to
port froui the chase of the brig.

 

CHAPTER XVIII.
an avowan or LOVE.

UPON enter' the library with Captain Ches-
ter, Lucette noticed that his manner was a trifle
nervous, or excited; that he did not speak in his
usual quiet way, and the thought came over her
that he had that to tell which would pain her.

“I was much obliged, Captain Chester, and
felt honored by tho salute you gave me in part-
ing," she said.

“ You refer to the dipping of the flag and the
firing, Miss Lucette?”

“Yes, sir.”

“ I cannot lay claim to that, for it was Cup<
tain Fanchon’s suggestion, thou; 1i I gladly ac-
quiesced in it"

“ I thank you though; but what a night of it
you must have had upon the sea."

“ Indeed it was fearful, and so sudden.

“ I never saw the waves run higher, or felt a.
fiercer wind, and but for the able management
of the schooner by Captain Fanchon, I fear we
would have l'oundered, for, as he knew his vessel
I asked him to take charge of her.

“ The storm burst upon us like a cyclone, and
it looked as though we must go down.

“ Our foretopmast was carried away, and we
were so unfortunate as to lose four men, three
of mine and one of the schooner’s crew, while a
number of them were battered up by severe
handling.”

“ You had some of your crew on board then?”

“ Yes, about thirty from the Vicious, and the
schooner had forty, and better seamen than Fan—
vchon’s crew I never saw.

“They obeyed his look as well as his com-
‘mand, and are a most fearless set of fellows, I
assure you, while he rules them with a rod of
iron, and commands a vessel with the skill of an
.adiniral.”

“ You speak highly of Captain Fanchon’s

abiliIl’iY.”
“ e deserves it.”

1 “ B”ut you did not tell me if you captured the
)I'l .

“No, indeed, for she walked away from us
nicely, and I cannot "understand it, for the
schooner is a very fleet craft.

“Just before the storm struck, the brig got
caught in a calm, while we held the wind and
moved rapidly down upon her.

“ She kept up full sail, though we took in all
light sails and reefed as we went along.

“We were therefore prepared, in a measure
while the brig, anxious to escape, was not, and
when near her the tempest swept over the sea,
striking her first.

“We heard the crashing of timbers, and when
the mist, driven before the storm swept by, we
could not see her.”

“ You think that. she went down?” asked Lu-
cette, in a. whisper.

“ I am sure that she was whirled bottom up-
ward, with the sail she had set, and went down
with all on board,” was the response.

‘_‘ Captain Chester, tell me, lease, do you
think my brother was on boari that vessel?”
and the look on the face of the maiden was one
that Loyd Chester never forgot, so full was it of
anguish.

“ I do not—in fact, I know that your brother
was not, as I saw a seamen who went on board
a vessel that sailed the night of his leavin
home, to bid friends good-b , and he recognize
your brother on the deck in the gar of a
sailor.”

"‘ Thank Heaven! I am glad to know that he
did not ca turd the brig, as my father avows.”

“ No, I earned this from one of my crew, on
returning on board the Vicious this morning,
and came at once to tell you.

“ I did not speak of it to your father, told the
seamen not to refer to it in any way; and as the
brig is lost, he may as well appear to have gone
down in her, for he will do no wron , I am sure,
and we will‘hear from him some 0 these days,
and in no dispara ing tones, for in my opinion,
Miss Templeton, racey is no ordinary man.”

“From my heart I thank you for these words,
and believing all is as you say, Captain Chester,
I will re% content now regarding Trace ,
1; ugh there is a shadow upon his life that w 11

hard to remove.” '

What that shadow was Lo (1 Chester did
not ask, and then Lucette turne to him with:

u Ma 1 ask you, Captain Chester, if on still
have the suspicions against Captain anchon
that you held!” _ ,

“ Miss Lucette, Captam Fanchon is a remark-
able man, and I feel that he is a man with a his-
tory.

9

 

i3

 

“ There is certainly some mystery about him,
than 11 what it is, I am unable to say.

“ eeling assured that he was playing a part
in this port, for circumstantial eVidence was
against him, 1 determined to put him to the
test, and so went on board his vessel, accom—
panied by Captain Lucius Sheldon.

“ I asked him for the use of his schooner if
need be, as mine was undergoing repairs, and his
being the only armed craft in port.

“ I felt that I would be refused; but on the
contrary I was entertained most royally, Marvel
Shelley being there with him, and the result was
he )laced the Restless at my disposal, with or
wit out his crew.

“ I certainly could not think ill of him after
that, for, if there was aught wrong, he would
not have put his craft into my hands, for me to
reach at will, and win over his crew.1

“ It certainly seems so."

“Of course, and that it was not bravado, he
proved by otting under way and going in
chase of the 'rig."

“ So you do not think ill of him?”

159,170, I do not, though I cannot understand

Ill].

“ Nor can I.”

“ His vessel is fitted u better than any craft
in our navy to—dav, on he lives in Oriental
luxury, as to his cabin and appointments.”

“ So it is said.”

“He is a man of refinement and education,
and surrounds himself with books, music, paint-
ings and rare bi 'outcm'e, strange things to have
on board a vesse .

“ Then the craft is under the strictest disci-
pline, his word bein law, and he has as ser-
vants a giant negro, ore, and aiiegress Fanita,
whom he addresses in some strange langua e.

“ He is said to be very rich, and yet ie is
content to sail from port to port, trading in
various cargoes, from which he can rarely make
enough profit to pay the running expenses of
his vesse .

“He is a strange man, Miss Lucette.”

“ He is, indeed," was the response, and the
maiden was busy with her thoughts for a mo
ment, when Loy Chester broke the silence by
coming over and seating himself by her side up-
on the sofa, while he said:

“Miss Lucette, I have something to say to
you, if you will hear me?”

His look, his manner and words told her what
was coming, and she said, anxious to have it
over with:

“ I will be glad to hear what you have to say,
Captain Chester.”

‘ That I love you Lucette, I feel that you
have long known, and now that I feel that I can
speak I will do so.”

“ I have before this been captain by courtesy
only, but this morning I received official papers
notifying me of my rank as such, and also some
good news came to me that some investments I

ad made had turned out well.

“ I am not rich, mind you, but I am well off,
and, with a captain’s commission at my age, for
I am a young man, I feel that I can offer you
my hand, as you have long held my heart.

“ Will you take me as I am, Lucette, and some
day become my wife?”

he did not tremble, or blush, for he had
never awakened her love, such love as she could
feel though she had always admired him.

Ife seemed to see this, when he met her
calm gaze, and it pained him, ere she spoke.

f ‘i Captain Chester,” she said quietly, yet with
ee mg:

“ I am honored in possessing your love, and I
tespect you as highly as any one I know; but I
must frankly tell you that though you are dear
to me as a friend, I do not lovo you, as you
would wish, nor can I.

“ I am sorry to pain your noble heart, but I
can never be our wife. ’

He di-oope his head an instant, and then
said as he took her hand:

“ I will not urge a forlorn hope, Lucette, so
let us be friends, and, now that Tracy has gone,
if you ever need the advice, the aid that a
brother could give, remember to call upon me,
and on will find me true.

“ ow I must hurry back, for I have much to
do on board shi ."

Sihe grasped his hand with both her own and
58.1 :

“ Come to see me whenever you can, and if I
need a brother’s aid I will come to you.

“ Good-by.”

 

- CHAPTER XIX.
CAPTAIN FANCHON MAKES AN EXPLANATION.

AFTER the de rture of Captain Chester
Lucette roamed istlessly about the house and
grounds for an hour; then she went to her room,
but she could not settle herself to read, paint or
embroider, so she tried to sleep, and giving this
up set to work to dress for dinner.

She was certainly very restless, and, from
some reason made an exquisite toilet, after
which she descended to the parlor.

Again came wheels upon the gravel drive,
and a moment after Dorcas ushered into the
parlor Captain Fanchon.

He looked very handsome in his uniform, was
very courtly, and yet seemed to wear the same

/

impenetrable mask that concealed his every
thought and feeling.

“ 1 am glad to see you Miss Templeton, look-
ing so we 1, and, as I failed in my engagement
to dine yesterday, I hope that I might presume
to come for to—day.”

“ Certainly, Captain Fiinchon, you are al-
ways welcome in a home that on saved from
becoming a house of mourning.’

l_Tlie remark staggered him a little, and he re-
p iei :

“Does that mean that had it not been my for-
tune to save you from death, I Would never
have been welcome?"

“ Oh, no, for I am always glad to “’(‘lCOlllO
friends, while you certainly have a strong claim
upon my friendship.”

“ I thank you; but has your father not come
home?" '

“ No, though it is nearly his time."

“ I called at his oflico and missed him, so sup-
posed that he had returned.”

“ He will soon join us; but you do not appear
like one who had been through such a terrillo
ordeal as last night must have been to you."

" In what respect, Miss Templeton, do you
mean an ordeal?’

“The storm, which was really a tornado.”

“M dear youn<r lady, I had not given it a
secon thought, for in the latitude where I
cruise most, they are so frequent we become ac—
customed to them.”

“But not to such fearful scenes as was last
night, surely?“

“ Wh it did not strike me as severe, though
we did ose several men, and my fore-to mast
was torn out; but that was on account 0 hold-
lugr on to get near the brig.”

‘And you speak thus lightly of the storm,
when our mansion shook terribly?"

“ It was not as bad as we have frequently to
ride out in West Indian waters.

“ thy, I held on last night under roofed main-
sail and fore-staysail, when I have seen blows in
which I have had to send under bare poles, or
lay to and take it, and not be able to spread a
stitch of canvas.”

“Captain Chester s oke of the ver superb
way in which you han led your vessel. ’

“ You have seen him then, Miss Templeton?"

“Yes, he left an hour or so a o.”

“A fine fellow is Chester, an I was glad to
serve him, and will do so again, if asked; but
our cruise was a useless one.”

“ The brig then was lost?”

“ The captain thought so, as did his crew.”

“ But you did not, you seem to imply l"

“ I certainly do not, nor do my men, though
we kept that to ourselves.”

“You surprise me Captain Fanchon.”

“ I tell you what Ithink, Miss Templeton.”

“But why the mystery regarding t e brig?"

“ As Captain Chester and his crew believe her
to be a pirate, or intending to become such. it is
best1 that they think her at the bottom of the
sea.

“Which you ay is not the case?”

“I am sure that she is not, though she may
have lost her topmasts."

“She was in the path of the storm and was
hard hit?” ’

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rue.

“ And Captain Chester said he did not see her
afterward.”

“ He did not look in the right place for her.”

“What can you mean?"

“ He and his crew looked about the spot where
the storm had struck her, expecting to find her,
or her wreck.”

“ And you i” ‘

“ I observed that the bri ’s commander, who-
ever he is, had acted wise y, and was ready to
dash away before the storm, for the li ht sails
he left her were evidently set as a blin for us,
and lightly fastened purposely, they went on the
first puff, leaving t e vessel unharmed, while
she immediatel drove on with the gale, and in
its veryteeth or! saw her use us a moment
after we got a shock of the empesl‘.”

“ Ca tain Fanchon, you surprise me, for Cap-
tain C ester did not suspect this.”

“ Oh, no; he is trains in a school to look upon
matters as they should happen, while I have
had a different schooling, and expect just the
contrary of what may Occur.”

“ Then the brig did not go down?”

“ By no means.”

“ And where is she?”

“ Doubtless comfortably hiding away in some
secluded anchorage;”

“ For what purpose?"

“ To carry out the intention of her com.
wander.” .

“ And that intention?”

“ Ah! there youogo beyond my depth, Miss
Tom leton.”

" nd who is her commander?"

“ I am convinced that he is your brother, Miss
Tern leton.”

“ h, me! but why do you think so!”

“ For one reason, no stran er to the brig
could take her and handle or as she was
handled, either before or during the storm. ”

“ I see what you mean: but is that your only
reasron for thinking my brother commanded
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“No; for I saw her com‘nander, witha very
pmwrliul glass that I have, and it struck me
that he was none other than Captain Tracey
Tem ileton.”

" nd did Captain Chester think so?”

“ That was his opinion, and he knew your
brother’s bearing better than did I.”

Lucette remembered that Captain Chester had
heard the sailor’s story after returning from the
trip in chase of the brig, so she remained silent,
while Ca tain Fanchon remarked:

“Had not thouwht. Miss Tem leton, that it
was your brother f saw on the rig‘s deck, I
would have captured her.”

“ Indeed!”

“ Yes, for I could have done so.”

“ I saw the chase from the tower Captain
Fanchon, and beheld the schooner under every
stitch of canvas that would draw, and yet the
brig dropped her astern; slowly, I admit, though
it was.”

“ Miss Templeton, I have several other sails I
can put on the schooner than those you saw—-
inventions of my own for driving her before the
wind, as she was then sailing—but I did not set
them, nor even admit that I had such canvas to

read.

“On the contrary, I cleadencd the headway
of the Restless.”

“ How could you do that, sir?” asked Lucette,
“when Captain Chester and his men were on
board?”

And it was certain that the maiden felt sus—
picious of the captain.

“ Miss Templeton, when I recognized your
brother on the deck, and saw that we were out-
footing the brig and would catch her, I sent 111
lieutenant below to carry out a little deviceI
have for regulating the speed of my schooner.

“The truth is, under the cabin-floor, in the
stern of the schooner, are two small deadlights;
but may I place confidence in you that you will '
not betray my secret, knowing that I acted to
save our brother?” ,

“ 0 save him?”

“Yes, for had he been taken, your father,
owning the brig, would have had him hanged.”

“,I believe you, alas! But, yes; you can trust .

“Then I will tell you that those little dead— 
lights open, and out of each of them can be‘
dropped a cable from twenty to a. hundred
fathoms in length, and so arranged as to be a
great drag upon the schooner.

“This my lieutenant did, and the brig not
only held her own but slightly crept away from

"' Oh, Captain Fanchon‘l” and the tears dim-
med the beautiful eyes of Lucette.

“It was for your sake and the sake of your
brother that I acted, Miss Templeton.”

Instantly Lucette put fo th her hand and
gras d that of the sailor, w ile she said:

“ thank you from my heart! Can I say
more?”

“ I ask no more, Miss Templeton.”

“One thing I would ask you, Captain Fan-
chon.”

“ Yes, Miss Templeton?”

“ If my father disposed of the brig, could he
prosecute my brother for iracy 3”

“ Oh, no, not if he sol her, for that would
end his claim on her.”

“Will you do me a great favor, Captain Fan-
chon’i” '

“ Certainly, Miss Templeton; anything that it
is in my power to do.”
, Lucette arose and paced the room excitedly
]{nor a while, the sailor attentively regarding

er.

Then she turned, and said:

“Captain Fanchon, the brig cost my father
twenty thousand dollars.”

“Yes, I should think so, for she is a splendid
craft; and fast as the schooner is under an al-
tered rig she could be made to beat the Rest:-

ss.

“Then, Captain Fanchon, I have 'ewels that
will bring that sum and I will give t em to you
that you may sell them and buy the brig, thus
destroying my father’s power to prosecute poor
Tracey!” came the astounding request of Lu-
cette. .

CHAPTER XX.
LUCETTE’S PLEDGE.

CAPTAIN FANCHON was not a man to show
the slightest emotion, and yet his look showed
that he was actually astounded at the startling

roppsition of Lucette, to sell her jewels to save
Iler rother from her father’s anger.

“ They are worth the sum, Captain Fanchon,
for some of them were my grandmother’s and
mother’s. and then both father and Trace have
been most liberal tome in their presentso gems,
and their cost far exceeded what I ask you to
sell them for.”

“ You mean for me to purchase the schooner
, our name, of course?”
‘ Oh dear, no! for father would never let her

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go.
“I mean that you are to buy her for your-
self, 7mid in your name, for he would sell her to

a.
“You would have to place a great trust in

Afloat and Ashore.
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, me, Miss Templeton, which I could abuse, for I
’ would have your jewels, and you nothing to
i show for them,” he said, with a smile.

“ I would have my brother’s life to show for

them, should he be taken and my father have

i the power to bring him to justice.’
l “ True; but what would you say to your
l father about the missing 'ewels?”
l “ If he asked me, I shou (1 tell him frankly and
, face his anger.”
I "You are a brave girl, Miss Templeton; but
, let me propose another plan.”

“ Wi lingly, sir.”

“That I bu the brig.”

“That is w at I ask.”

“Nay, you do not understand me, for I wish
to purchase the brig myself, with my own mon-
ey, and you keep your jewels.”

“No, no, Captain Fanchon; I would not im-
pose upon you.”

“ It is no imposition, I assure you, for I wish
another vessel, and no better one than the brig
can be found; so I get the worth of my money.

“ I will purchase her, with the understanding
that your father will drop all right to prosecute
your brother for his having cut her out.”

“ This is noble of you, Captain Fanchon, and
you are indeed a friendl”

“ I hope you will so believe me, Miss Temple—
fofnuyfor I am willing to serve you with my

i e!

“ You have certainly proven it.”

“ Let me do one thing more.”

“Well, sir?”

“ As the brig is at sea your father will doubt-
less be glad to sell her, and I will agree to
sail in chase of her, capture her and bring her
back.” ,

“ But my brother?” asked Lucette, quickly.

“He will not return with me, I assure you,
Miss Templeton, while, all I can do for him it
will be my pleasure to do.” .

“ Oh, sir, you are so kind.”

“Could I be other than kind to one I love
as I do you, Lucette?—for let me tell you, that
you are dearer to me than all else beside.

“I am nearly double your years, my child,
but then that but makes me feel the stronger
and know that my love is no idle passion.

“Since the night I held you in my arms in
the sea, I have loved you, and my passion but
increases with time.

“ I asked your father for your hand, and I
have his consent to offer my love to you, and
beg you to accept it,for life has no charm for me

without you.
“ Will you answer me, Lucette, and tell me if
I may hope?”
She sat like a statue, while her hand rested
ligflhtly in his firm grasp.
e was very handsome, leading and fasci-

nating, but she could not see yond the glamour
of his dark eyes.

1839 was very white, and her blood seemed

co .

She knew all that he said, all that he expected,
and she would be frank with him.

He had been so kind to her, she felt that
she could make some sacrifice.

So she said, and she looked him straight in
the 9 es:

“ tagitain Fanchon, you have been always
so go to me, and to you I owe my life, so
I know you feel that I cannot be indifferent
to on.

‘ Just now you did all that I could ask, and
more, and I Will promise to be your wife, though
it does not seem to me that I love you 931 would
wish to love the man I married.

“I saw a loveless match between my faith!
and mother, and it seemed to be full of bitter-
ness; but I admire you, I like you sincerely,
you are so good to me, that I will try and love
you as you wish, and believe I can do so.

“ Are you willing to take me on thoso terms?”

“ Gladly, for I will teach you to love me,
Lucette.” ' _

“ Will you not tell me something of yourself,
for on never have done so?”

1‘; ” hy should I worry you with talking of my-
se !

“Yet I would like to hear.”

“I will tell you that my father was a baronet,
and a British naval officer, sent to the West In—
dies, where he held a ition of commandante
of an island belonging Great Britain.

“ There I was born, and I grew u on board
of his vessel, and others, for I cruised to all
parts of the world.

“My father got me a commission in the Brit—
ish navy, and I held it until one day I did some-
thin to offend my king, and was exiled.

“ ince then possessed of fortune, I have
cruised at my leisure about the world, and was
content so to do. ’

“Now that I have met you. I am only content
to be near you.”

“ And you have never loved any one?”

“ My mother died when I was an infant, I
had no sisters or cousins to love, so I have no
ties. my father being also dead.”

“ But I mean did you never low, as you say
you love me?” .

i She saw him start, for iron-nerved though he
I was, he could not check it, and he felt that she
had observed it, so he said:

 

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“Yes, I loved once, and the one I loved is
dead to me. her memory buried.

“ Now, have I answered all you would know?”

“ Yes, and I thank you."

“And you give me your promise to become
my wife soon?”

‘Within the next six months, yes.”

“ Not sooner?”

“ No, not sooner.”

“Well I am too happy in your promise to
argue the point— hi there comes our
father,” and as the carriage of the more iant
drove u ,Lucette hastily excused herself, and
ascende to her room, while Captain Fanchon
met Mr. Templeton at the front door, and they
entered the library together.

CHAPTER XXI.
. THE BARGAIN.

MR. TEMPLETON seemed worried, when be en—
tered the library with his visitor, while on the
contrary Captain Fanchon appeared pleased.

“ I have looked for you on oard your vessel,
at the club and elsewhere, and was disappointed
in not finding you,” he said, addressing the cap-
tain.

“ And I went to your office for you. Mr.
Templeton, and not finding you, drove out here
to learn my destiny at the hands of your daugh—
ter.

“ You have seen her?”

“Yes sir.”

“And the result?”

“ Is satisfactory to me.”

“ She accepts ’4’ r

“ She pledges me she will become my Wife.”

“ That is good; but what argument did you
use, for she does not love you?”

“ Thank meut she is willing to try.”

“ Bah! hat do you care for love, anywa i”

“A great deal; but we will not discuss t iat
point, as it is settled that Miss Templeton is to
become my wife, and I wish to complete our
business arrangements.”

“ You mean you desire to pay me the one
hundred thousand dollars?”

,“ Yes, when I get your signature to this little
paper, and also attend to another bragain be—
tween us.”

“ Do not call it a. bargain, for it seems.
harsh.”

“It is a bargain, though; still we will not
dicker on the meaning of a word; but tell me, do
you wish to sell your brig?”

“ What brig?”

“ There is but one I care to buy.”

“ There is but one on can buy, for the Lucette
is at the bottom of t 6 sea.”

“Ah! who told you so?”

“ Captain Chester.”

“Well, it did look so, but still, I have an
ideauthat she escaped, and I am willing to buy
her.

“ The Lucettel”

“ Yes. for I have bought the fair lady after
whom she was named, and I am superstitions
fnolpgh to feel that I should possess both to have

no .

“ Nonsense; you would not buy a bird in the
airZ would you?”

‘ Yes, or a fish in the sea.”

“ You mean that you would buy the brig, at
sea, or lost, as the case might be?”

H Yes.”

“0r run off with by pirates?”

H Yes.”

“You wish to throw your money away?”

“ h, no, for I will capture her. ’

H  l”

“That is my intention.”

H How?”

“ By pursuing her.”

“ To the bottom of the sea!”

“I will take my chances upon her being
there.”

“ You are a strange man.”

“Stranger than you think, did you know me
you could say,” was the smilin reply.

:2 .iknd ypu are in earnest t3 uy this brig?”
5

“Well, I’ll sell her.”

“What did she cost you?”

“Twenty thousand, just.”

“ I’ll ive you that sum cash for her.”

“ I’ll ke it.”

“ On conditions.”

“ Name them.” ‘

“ That you relinquish all claim to prosecute
any of her crew, from leader down, for having
run ofl' with her.”

“ But—”

“ Say you'll do as I ask or not.”

“ Well, make my son the exception.”

“ Not a. single exception.”

‘; Well, as you can never get her, I may as
we 1.

“Why do you think. I will never capture
her?”

“ Because I believe she went down with all on
board.”

‘f I do not.”

“ And you are willing to pay twenty thousand
to back up your opinion?” —

to I am i

“ When?”
“ As soon as you have signed this paper.”

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“ Ah! what is it?”

“Your pledge not to prosecute any one for
the runiiin r off with the brig.

“Here, will write it.”

He hastily wrote a few lines, and then handed
it to the merchant, who carefully read it over.

“ I will sign this."

“ You are wise to do so.”

“But the other payment?"

“I have the money, in lar 0 bank bills with
me, and, when you sign also t e.othcr paper, of
our bargain for the hand of Miss Templeton, I
will ay you the money down."

“ ‘ive me the papers.”

The two were quietly handed him, and, after
reading them carefully over, the merchant af-
fixed his signature, saying abruptly:

“ Now, the money.” ,

“ Count this packet over please,” and Captain
Fanchon gave him a roll of bills of large de-
nominations.

“There are twenty thousand dollars here.”

“ Now this one, please.”

Again did the merchant devote himself to tho
pleasing occupation of counting money, and
after he had finished, said abrupt y:

f‘ This is also correct.”

“ Then our bargains are completed.”

“ Yes, if you insist upon calling your engage-
ment to my daughter a bargain.”

“ It is nothing more, as far as you and I are
concerned." .

“ Call it what you please, Sir; but I suppose I
am to claim you to dinner?”

“ With pleasure, and then I shall sail to-night
in pursuit of the bri .”

“ You will never ind her.”

“Perhaps; but if I do not it is my loss, your
gain.”

“ Su pose Ca tain Chester should need the
aid 0 a vessc -of-war, while you are ub-
sent?"

" I will feel sorry to put him to inconvenience,
but his Government must bear the blame, not I,
for leaving him in the lurch.

“ Alil here comes Miss Templeton,” and
Litlclettc came into the room, looking very beau-
ti 'u .
$310 kissed her father affectionately, and
sui :

“ Captain Fanchon has doubtless told you,
father that I have promised to become his wife
some ay.”

“Yes, In
happiness.’

“' And permit me to add, Miss Templeton,
that having won on, I was selfish enough to
wish your namesa 'e, and I have therefore pur-
chased i'roui your father the brig, with all rights
and titles thereto.”

Lucette looked pleased, and gave Captain
Fanchon a look that he fully understood.

“You have taken a great risk in buyin¢r a
vessel that is not in port, have you not?” s e

said.

“ Oh no, for I start in search of her ice-night,
and Ithink my usual good fortune will not
desert me, and that I can bring her back.”

“And what will you do with herif you get
heri” asked Mr. Templeton.

“ I have an order from the Columbian Govern-
ment to piirchase and arm a vessel for service
in the Caribbean Sea, and I shall sell her to that
young nation.”

“Arming her here?”

“Certainly, for I can secure all the arms I
need, I thin , and also a crew here better than
elsewhere.” _

“ I suppose you Will realize a handsome proflt
thereon?”

“ Oh, yes, I hope to do so ” and the merchant
felt sorry that he had not been permitted to
share in the venture, as he thought to himself :

“ He’ll double his money on her.”

Soon after dinner was announced, and the
three sat down to the table to enjoy the meal,
for Mr. Templeton was a ban Meant.

During the dinner Lucette told of the coming
ashore of the young officer, and her father
made known how she had boldly gone up to the
cupola and lighted the beacon.

“ I have seen that it shall not occur
a aiu,” she said laughingly, “for I had new
goes, and of a thicker quality, put in to—day,

ather, as I care not for another sucha trip
heavenward.”

“' You are a noble girl, Miss Templeton, and
beSIdes the good that you know you accomplish.
ed in saving this young ofl‘icer, there is doubt—
less much that you are not aware' of, for I
heard a captain of a merchantman say to.
day, that he would have gone ashore but for
the timely 1i hting of the Temple Beacon.”

“Indeed, am glad to hear this, and 1am
more than repaid for the risk I ran ” and Lu-
cette began to feel a deeper interest 11 the man
before her, for it seemed now that there was
not the mask uplou his face which he had
formerly worufro er. _

Soon after dinner he took his leave, biddin
her farewell with his usual distant courtesy, and
three hours after, as she sat at the window gaz-
ingout upon the moonlit waters she saw the
Restless standing seaward, and from her lips
came the prayer:

“ God bless that man.”

child, and I wish you both much

 

CHAPTER XXII.
EXPLANATIONS NEEDED.

THE morning following the departure of the
Restless on her search for the brig, Mr. Temple-
ton was up bright and early, and learned from
Bent the boatinan that the schooner had gone
to sea during the night, for the merchant had
retired early and tliu'ei'ore had not seen her.

Then he asked Dorcas regarding the invalid
guest.

“He was much better last night, sir, and
said he hoped he would not have to tax your
kindness after to—day.”

“ Bid him feel that it is my pleasure to enter—
tain him, and that he must remain as long as he
so pleases.”

‘ Yes sir.”

“Say that 1 had company last evening, or
would have seen him, and that I was called to
town earlier than usual this morning.”

“ Yes, sir.”

“ And say to Miss Templeton that I could not
wait breakfast for her this morning, as I had to
go into town.”

“ Yes, sir.”

“And, Dorcas?”

u Kres, sin n

“ Last night I heard that one of the pet
animals belonging to that old East Indian
captain, who bought the Gayoso farm above,
had escaped from its cage, so keep an eye out
for it.”

“ I’ll do it, sir, indeed I will,” and Dorcas
cast an eye about the grounds, as though expect-
lllg‘ to see the animal.

“ They may have captured it, but and drove
out last night I met his man who said the beast
had escaped, as a tree had failed upon one eor«
nor of the cage and broken it in during the
storm of the night before last.”

“ Was it a monkey, sir?”

“ No, you fool; he said it was a tiger.”

“A tiger, sir! breakfast is Waitin’ sir,” and
Dorcas astened in off of the piazza, where he
had gone to tell his master that his breakfast
waited.

'With a hundred and twenty thousand dollars
in his pocket, which would pay all of his debts,
and leave him a balance of nearly thirty thou-
sand, Mr. Templeton had little appetite. and
hastily swallowed a cup of coffee, ate a roll and
entering his carriage drove to the city.

The banks had not been long open when he
made his appearance, asked in an indifferent
way for his notes, ook them up, deposited the
balance to his credit, and walked back to his
Effice feeling better than he had for many a long

av.
1“ fix letter for you, sir,” said hi confidential
c er .
He took it and recognized the writing of Cap-
tain Fanchon.
It was sealed, and mark
Opening the seal he read:

“ON BOARD Scnoomm Rani-miss.
“ My DEAR Mn. TEMPLETON:—

“ private.”

“ I sail in a short time on my search for the brig. ’

“ I write, by the same bearer who gives you this,
aline to Captain Chester. to the effect that I have
reason to believe that the brig was not lost, and I
go in ursuit of her, hoping soon to return.

“ \\‘i1 you do me the kindness to speak a good
word for my friend Marvel Shelley. who is dos er-
atelv in love with banker Vancouver‘s daughter

“He has reformed his evil ways and appears to
be a fine fellow, and I think a word from you with
the banker would work wonders for I am inclined
to think that the ouug lady would consent.

“ I tru:t you w 1 see me soon return, with the brig
following in my wake.

“Kind y give the accompanying package to Miss
Templeton, with my sincere regard, and greatly
oblige, Yours to command,

“me FANOHON."

“ Was there a package accompanying this
note, Rule?” asked the merchant.

“Yes, sir, and, as it was marked ‘valuable,’ I
put it in the strong box,” answered the clerk.

“All right keep it there, but give it to me
when I start for him.

“ Has Captain Chester been in this morning?”

“ No, sir. '

“ 0r Captain Sheldon?" ‘

“ Yes,‘Sir, and he said he would return; there
comes Captain Chester now,” and Rule pointed
out beyond the wharf wheres maii-of-war’s boat
was seen rapidly approaching the water stairs
near the shipping o co of Leonard Templeton.

“_Somethiug has one wrong, for Chester looks
excued, and, yes, eldou is with him,” said the
merchant, as the two oflicers approached his
ofl‘ice at a. rapid pace.

f -mornin , gentlemen,” the merchant
said, in his stilte wa , as they entered. ‘

“ Good-morning,  Templeton- but are ou
aware that a vessel was run out of this bar or
last night?” excitedly said Loyd Chester.

“ I have gust received a letter from Captain
Fanchon te ling me that he had sailed in search
of my brig, which he had heard had been seen
off the harbor, as I understand it.”

“True, and I have a letter from him to that
effect, and yet, just prior to his departure, an
East India craft, just come in yesterday, and
with a most valuable cargo, was boarded by a
boat, pretending to be a customs ba , and her
crew were overpowered and the vesse seized.”

“Impossible!

 

“ It is true; but (he worst of it is that a bar-
bor hoatman said that he recognized Captain
Fanchoii in the barge.”

“ That cannot be, for Funchon was out at my
house to dinner until a late hour, and then here-
turiied to town, and almost immediately after
sailed in his schooner.”

“ I cannot understand it, but I will call the
boatinan. ”

The man, a harbor Waterman was sumnmud
from the boat, and Captain Chester said:

“ My man, tell this gentleman what you son .”

“I saw a shore boat row out to the strange
schooner, and in it was her captain; and, as I
came back from rowing an officer over to Fort
\Viiithrop, I saw a barge full of men leave the
scheoncr’s side, and in the stern was that strange
ca tain.”

‘Where did the 0?” .

“ Alongside of t e ast Indian clipper, sir.”

“ VVelli”

“I heard him say something about Customs
boat, and there seemed some little excitrim-nt
on board after they boarded; but I was tired, so
pulled ashore, and would have forgotten it, Lot
for the fact that the East Indian was gone this
morning, no one knew where, and so I iiei t
over and reported what I had seen to Captain
Chester.”

“ Now, Mr. Templeton, after all sir tlnt
man is not what he represents himself, and each
time he haslwen in port some not of this hind
has occurred.

“ I tell you. sir, I believe he is 11—“

“Hold, sir! Captain Fanchon is my intruded
sen-in-law, Captain Chester, and I will not. al—
low even you to speak against him without pmi-
tive proof that 0 has done wrong,”-nnd Mr.
Teiii leton’s words rung out clear and stern.

“ our intended son-in-laWi" gasped Loyd
Chester, and he fairly staggered under the
blow.

“ Liicctte to be his wifei” almost groaned Lu—
cius Sheldon, turning white as a corpse. V

“Yes, gentlemen, and I am full aware of
just who and what Captain Frank anchon is,
and, though a pearnnces are against him here,
I shall deiiian that you wait to hear his story
of this affair, for I shall tell him your words
concerning him.”

“ I never say aught behind the back of a man
that I fear to say to his face, Mr. Templeton,
and on can so tell Captain Fanchen.

“ or the sake of ,your daughter, who on
say is his promised wife, I shall not do as I ind
intended, seize him and his vessel the momciii he
returned to port, but first hear his explanatiui
of the affair.

“ Then, it‘ I do not deem it satisfactory. I
shall be forced to act, painful as it will he to me
on Miss Templeton’s account.

“ In the meantime, Mr. Templeton, I would
like to charter the brig now an er command of
Captain Sheldon, and place on board of her
some of my cutter’s guns, and use her as a gun-
boat for the harbor, for the Vicious will not be
ready for service for some ten days, and the
harbor must not be left unguarded any lon er."

“ The brig is at your service, sir, wit iont
charter money, for you are to protect my inter-
ests as well as others.”

“ I thank you, and I would wish to retain Cap-
tain Sheldon and his men on board, in place of
those of my crew needed on the cutter.”

“ If Captain Sheldon is willing, sir, I surely ‘

am.”

Thus it was arranged, and Lucius Sheldon ran
his vessel over to where the cutter lay, to et
the guns on board, while Mr. Templeton on] cd

to Rule to give him the package for Lucette, as ' l

he was oiug home.

A leat er case was handed him, the tiny key
fastened thereto. and opening it, the merchant
glanced at the contents.

“Good God! those jewels in his hands?” and
Leonard Tern leton was as white as a. ghost, as
his trembling ands took up a necklace of pearls,
to which was suspended a star of rubies, with a.
large solitaire diamond of great beauty in the
center.

“It is the same, for chance could not melze “

two so alike.

“Yes; here is the clasp, formed of gold bands,
clasped, and on the reverse of the star are en—
graven the same words—Le jour vimdra.

“Great God! how did he come in possession
of this necklace? '

“ I will not give it to Lucette, but await his 1'

return, for, like Chester, I too need an explana-

use:

to; ~.~ ».—.

‘ifiz’sxk‘r. . .

tiou,” and the merchant drove homeward, his .  -. 

face sterner than was its went, and very pale;

but he had left the jewels in the iron box in his

ofl‘ice.

 

CHAPTER XXIII.

THE DEAD-SHOT.

As soon as his master was gone, Dorcas made
it his business to spread the news about the es-
caped tiger among the servants, of whom there
were a goodly number at the manswn, for the
merchant spared no expense in keeping up the
styfi Evorthy of one 0 his name and reputed
we t .

But his thrilling story was nipped in the bud(i ; j?

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said that the tiger had returned to his cage him-
self, and had thus been retaken. for a boy had
told him so whom he met on the highway on
coming out.

“ It’s a shame, it is,” said Dorcas, “for an old
man to keep such pets.

"Now he has several tigers, a lion, snakes,
birds, monkeys, and other dangerous animals,”
and Dorcas did not understand the laugh that
followed until he was asked if he considered
monkeys and birds dangerous animals.

It having been evplained to him how he made
them so, by the use of the word “ other,” he be-
came disgusted, and with the remark to his mas-
ter’s head gardener, “ You are too grammati-
cal, Felix. for your own good,” he left the kitch-
en ti) go in and serve the invalid oflicer with
brlmkf‘nst.

To him he said nothing about the escaped ti-
ger, nor to Lucette either, and after breakfast
the maiden took her accustomed stroll through
the grounds.

She saw that the sloop that had come ashore
had been gotten off, and that the grounds had
been thoroughly cleared of the storm wrecks,
*while the roof of the boat-house had been re-
placed and repaired.

_' Bent, as usual, was down among the boats,
'and he imparted to her the information that he
had seen the schooner go out to sea.

“ Yes, I saw her myself, Bent, for I was at
my window.”

“And they do say, miss, for I saw a fisher-
man this morning, that a large East Indian
clipper was cut out of the harbor last night.”

‘ Indeed? and by whom?”

“ I saw her going out, and she was sailing
‘nlong most peaceable like; but she was then in
the hands of irates.”

“ Pirates, ent?”

“ Yes, miss, so they says.”

Yr “ This is remarkable.”

“Nobody else but pirates, miss, would cut a
veSSel out of harbor.”

“True' but it is so strange that these things
occur right in this crowded ort.”

“ It is strange, miss, and t ey are getting aw—
ful frequent of late, and they do say as how the
schooner is suspected.”

“ \Vhat schooner?”

“Captain Fanchon’s, miss.”

“ Bent, you must not listen to such idle stories,
for Captain Faiichon is a gentleman, and the
friend of my father and myself.”

“ I know it, miss, and he’s a mighty nice gen-
‘t eman and gives fees like a king; but folks will
talk, because it has happened each time when he
was in port that some Vessel has been cut out or
some deviltry done.”

“ It is cruel for people to talk so, and he will
be very angry when he returns and learns how
they talk.

“This afternoon, Bent, I wish to sail over to
the fort and visit my friend, Miss Nazro, so have
the 'acht ready.”

"‘ will, miss; and it’ll be a pleasant after-
noon for a sail, Pm thinking.”

And Bent touched his tarpaulin as Lucette
turned away, retracing her steps to the house.

There she ot her flower-basket and shears,
and proceede to the garden.

Selecting the best roses and other flowers, she
clipped them off, intending to make another
large bouquet for the officer guest.

Wishing to secure some sprigs of geranium
from plants growing near the south wing of the
mansion, she approached near the window of
the invalid’s room.

‘ The sash was up to let in the balmy air, and

, she stepped quietly, not wishing to attract his

attention to her.

She clipped off several‘ fine sprigs, and had
'turned to walk away, when she came to a sud-
den halt and stood motionless, her eyes fixed
with a stare upon an object before her.

There, only a few feet distant, crouchin be-
neath the shelter of an Oleander, was an o ject
frightful enough to strike terror to the bravest
heart. ,, \

It was a huge tiger. prepared for a spring,
and noiselessly wagging his tail against his
tawny sides.

A brute of great power and large size, with
his jaws partly opened, his glittering eyes fas-
tened upon his prey, he crouched ready for the
-. fatal spring.

' To save her life, Lucette could not have moved
or'uttered a cry.

Her feet seemed rooted to the ground, and

‘ her tongue clove to the roof of her mouth.

To have moved or cried out would have pre-
cipitated the spring of the wild beast.

Her eyes met those of the tiger, for she had
11 it the power to look away.

She was fascinated, and death was before her,
1‘le she gave up all hope.

Suddenly she saw the fierce eyes of the tiger
turn from her own, over her shoulder, a savage
growl came from his red mouth, and he drove
his claws into the ground for the spring.

Lucette sawhis body rise, heard a sharp re-

- port, beheld the animal fall heavily in a heap,

‘ almost at her very feet, and heard his cry of

anguish and fury.
Then she felt herself falling, felt an arm about
her waist, and she .knew no more.

,‘ When she recovered consciousness she was in
the library.

1 She heard the hum of voices about her, and
1, rapid steps, and beheld the black face of old
g Aunt Rachel bending over her.

I The negress was bathing her face with per-
l fumed water. and holding to her nostrils a
r bottle of sniellin '-salts.

“T‘ank God. liissy Lu, you hain’t dead, and
dat’s what (1e gemmaii said.”

“ lVas it a horrible dream, Aunt Rachel?”

“ ’Bout dat tiger brute, nnssy?”

“ Yes,” and Lucette shuddered.

“ Guesses ’twan’t no dream, honey, for de
beast were goin’ for spring on yer when do geni-
man fired.”

“What gentleman?” and Lucette half—arose
from the sofa.

“ Dat young officer, missy.”

“ Did he kill the brute?”

“Yes, missy, he were sittin’ in his room, he
say, cleanin’ of his pistol, which had gotted wet
when he was in the sea, and he had asked Dor-
cas to bring him some powder and bullets, for
he said he felt well enough to walk out on de
shore and shoot at some gulls he seen from the
window.

“He’d jist loaded the we’pon, when he seen
your hat out of de window, and risin’ up, be
seen de tiger.

“ Den he shot, and just in time, and jumping
out of de window he grabbed you in his arms,
and took you out of reach of de tiger’s claws,
for de beast were dyin’ hard, he say, With a
bullet in his head, right atwecn de eyes.

“ Dat gemman am a dead shot, Missy Lu, and
he hab save your life.”

Lucette shuddered, covered her face with her
hands for a moment, and then said:

“ Is he able to leave his room, Aunt Rachel?”

“ Oh, yes, missy, and I have pressed out his
uniform, and Dorcas took him in massa’s razor
to shave, and he do look awful han’some, I tell
yer, chile.

“Shall I tell him you want to see him,
miss 5”

“ 0, but present my compliments, and tell
him I will be glad to have him join me at
lunch.”

“Yes, missy,” and while Lucette went up to
her room, old Rachel hastened off with her mes-
sage to the young officer.

CHAPTER XXIV.
TOO LATE.

IT was seldom that merchant Tem leton re-
turned home to lunch, and consequent y it wasa
meal that Lucette ate alone, unless she had com-
pany at the villa. '

But now, as she was aware that the young
officer in the spare room was able to be out, she
had asked him, through Aunt Rachel, to join her
at lunch, for it gave her an opportunity to
ghanll: him for having saved her from a terrible

eat .

She could look back upon the time when she
had been snatched from drowning with some
complacency. for it was after all not such a
fearful way of ending life, when compared with
being torn to pieces by a wild beast.

Changing her morning dress for one more
suitable in which to meet a stranger, Lucette
descended to the dinin -room.

Dorcas stood there sfient, and with a. triumph-
ant look upon his face, for after all the tiger had
been seen, and so the laugh had not long remain-
ed a ainst him.

“ as the gentleman come from his room yet,
Dorcas?” asked Lucette.

“ He is upon the piazza, miss; but let me say,
miss how happy I am that the wild tiger did
not devour you, and the brave gentleman is a
good shot.”

“I thank you, Dorcas, for I did indeed escape
a fearful fate' but where is the tiger?”

“ Upon the lawn where he fell, miss, for bless
you, no one of us would go near him.”

Then Lucette went out upon the piazza.

As she was about to step out of the door, her
eyes fell upon the stranger, as he stood gazing
seaward.

He was tell, an Apollo in form, attired in an
undress uniform, and his pose was one of easy

 

grace.

His face she did not see, but his appearance
was im sing and striking.

Her ather had told her his name, and stepping
toward him, as he turned quickly at the rustle of
her dress, she said:

“ Lieutenant Burr, I believe?”

“Miss Templeton, I am most happy to meet
you,” and he bowed low with a court y grace.

But she held out her hand and said with deep
feeling]:3
Mr. urr, accept my heartfelt thanks for your
act this do , which saved me from a frightful
death, an remember, wherever you be, every
night will I offer up to God a. prayer for your
ha piness.”

he then looked into his face, and, quick as
a flash of li htning, what she read there came
upon her in a its Vivid truth.

It was a sun-browned face. frank as a child’s
noble in expression and full of fortitude and
character.

 

It was a face to admire, torespect, tolove, and

 

to win no fickle love but all the affection, the
passion a woman could bestow.

And into her beautiful face he gazed, with a
look so intense, so full of admiration and Ft-
spect, that she felt all that his brillzant eyes (.‘L-
pressed, and she bowed her head, while tl‘e
crimson stole over her cheeks, before very ] ale,
for she had not yet recovered from the feminl
shock to her iiei'VcS.

“ A prayer from your lips for me, Miss Tem-
ileton, would be a boon I would crave, and well
'now I it would not remain unansvi cred,” he said
in his rich voice, though in his manner of ex-
pressing himself there was not a shadow of flat-
ter where in others there might have been.

“I hope on are recovering your former good
health, sir, ’ she said.

“ Ah yes, 1 am uite myself to day, for it was
merely a case of ut er exhaustion frun a long and
desperate swim in a rough sea with my clothes
on, and belt of arms too; but I owe my life to
you, Miss Templeton, for the beacon alone saved
me, as I knew not which way to swim, and your
old servant told me of your daring climb into
the cupola, and how you lighted the lamp at the
risk of your own dcalh.”

“ I felt that the beacon should be lighted, and
so did it myself, as others would not; but come
into lunch with me, and then we will go and
have a look at that savage tiger.”

“ With your permission Miss Templeton, 'I
will have him stuffed and ressed, and you can
stand him in the hall asa remainder of—of—nie,
can I sa ?” r

“I wi I accept the tiger, dressed as you wish
sir, but I will not need his presence to remind
me of one to whom I owe my life,” and Lucette
placed her hand lightly upon his arm and he led
her in to lunch.

It was a pleasant meal, between the two, and
after it was over they went out to see the savage
brute.

He lay on the sword where he had fallen, just
four)d feet from the spot on which Lucette had
Slim .

Her hat, basket of flowers and shears lay upon
the ground, where she had dropped them, and
the sharp claws of the fierce animal had torn up
the earth in his dyin0v struggles.

Even in death, with the loud trickling frcrn
the wound between his eyes. he was fcnrful to
look upon, and his huge teeth grinned fiercely.

“ He is a superb specimen, and one of the ar-
gest of his kind I ever saw; he will make a
sjplendid souvenir of to-day’s adventure Miss

em )leton,” said Dudley Burr with a smile.

“ on are certainly a sure shot, Lieutenant
Burr.”

“I never had greater cause to congratulate
myself, that I am, than for to—day’s work. '

‘ How strange that I should have clung to
that pistol in the water, though I knew it was
weighing me down; but it was a dueling wea-
pon that had served my father well on several
fields, and he had told me never to part with it,
and certainly I shall never do so after its record
to—da ; but see, is not that your father coming,
for I ve come to know his carriage?”

“ Yes, it is father, and we will meet him on
the piazza.”

A few moments after Mr. Templeton sprung
out of his carriage, and he looked a little sur-
prised to see his guest out of his room: but Lu-
cette told the story of her rescue, and the three
went around to see the tiger, the merchant seem-
ing deeply moved at the fearful dan er that his
daughter had passed through, an grasping
Dudley Burr’s hand, wrung it in silence that was
more expressive than words.

As her father had returned early, Lucette
asked him and Lieutenant Burr to 10m her in a
run over to the fort to see her friend, and a.

leasant afternoon was passed u on the water
in a sail, while the youngoflicer ecame a hero
when the story of his killing the tiger was told.

Returning to a late dinner, they enjoyed it
greatly, and Dudley Burr proved himself a.
charming story-teller and conversationalist,
while in the evening he joined Lucette in singing,
and his rich baritone voice delighted even the
merchant, who had never been partial to music.

It was late when they separated, and going to
her room, Lucette threw herself, all dressed as
she was, upon her bed, and moaned over and
over again:

“Too late! too late! I have at last met the
one man in the world to me; but alas! too late!
too late!”

 

CHAPTER XXV.
THE RESTLESS AND HER PRIZE.

SEVERAL days d 'away after the sailing
of the Restless, an she did not appear.

Captain Chester, witllsieguns mounted on the
merchant brig, had cru' about the harborand
out to sea. in the hope of finding the West In-
dian schooner, or the stolen clipper, for he be-
lieved the brig Lucette to really be at the bottom
of the sea.

With him was Lucius Sheldon, and the two
were much together, for Loyd Chester. had told
his friend of his unrequited love affair, and the
two had a bond between them of sympathy the
one for the other. , .

The old merchant appeared contented, for he
had [paid his notes, had no debts, and he had

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dismissed his son wholly from his heart and I

mind.

lie did say to himself:

"That man Fain-hon is not oneto brook in-
sult from Chester, and I think trouble will come
between them, so I wish that he was already
married to Lucette, or at least had made his
will in her favor.

“ If I scent a duel in the air I will speak to
him upon the subject, while I must also have an
explanation about that jewel necklace."

At Seaside Temple all went along in the even
tenor of its way, for Dudley Burr had hidden
farewell to his host and hostess, and taken a
packet for Portland to see his parents, for he
had been gone from homo three years.

He took with him Lucctte’s heart, and left
his in her keeping, though note. word of love
had been spoken between them.

After his departure Lucette had resigned her—
self to her fate; but in her heart was a hope
that something would prevent her marriage
with Captain Banchon, now that she had found
one whom she loved with her whole soul.

“If I only had the moneyr to pay back to
Captain Faiichon, what he ct father have, I
would sever my engagement with him at once,”
she said over and over again to herself.

The tiger had been sent by the young officer
to a taxidermist, after he had purchased the
body from its owner, and when it came to Sea-
side Temple, Lucette felt that she would have
something before her continually to remind her
of Dudley Burr. .

One day the newly-armed brig was cruising
about the Brewster Islands, when from the
mast-head rung out in the crisp morning air:

“ Sail, ho!”

“ Ay, ay, whereaway?” answered Lucius
Sheldon who held the deck, and was acting as
lieutenant under Captain Chester.

“ J ust rounding Grover’s Cliff, sir, and I think
it is the schooner. ”

“ Ay, ay, I see her,” and Lucius Sheldon call-
ed down the companionway for Captain Chester
who came at once on deck.

Glasses were at once turned upon the vessel,
and Loyd Chester said:

“It is the Restless, and she is coming this

 

way.”
‘ Sail ho!” again sung out the man at the
mast-head.

v and then he ordered a

“Yes, sir."

“ Then I will see Captain Fanchon when he
drops anchor,” and the three vessels sailed on in
silence.

The Lucette and Restless had no topsails set,
only lower sails, and yet, while the merchant
brig, by no means a slow vessel, had all up that
would draw, they kept her busy to hold her own
with them.

Thus the three passed Seaside Villa, almost
abreast, and Captain Fanchon dipped his flag
and fired three guns as a salute.

Not to be outdone Loyd Chester did likewise,
and Bent was seen to dip the flag ashore in re-
sponse, while Lucette was visible upon the
piazza waving her scarf.

Running up to his old anchorage Captain Fan-
chon dropped anchor, the brig following suit
right astern, and Loyd Chester anchoring in
such a way that it would not be an easy thing
for either vessel to get out to see. without coming
under the guns of himself and the forts.

“ That young naval officer is still suspicious of
us, Farwell,” called out Captain Fanc on back
to the brig with a light laugh.

“ I observe that, sir 7’ was the response, and
then Lieutenant Farwe l attracted his captain’s
attention to a boat putting off from the aimed
brig, and another from the shore.

Ciaptain Fanchou turned his attention first
upon the former, and said half aloud:

“Captain Chester is coming to see me, and
with him is Lucius Sheldon."

Then he looked at the other heat with the re-
mark:

“And there comes old Mr. Templeton; yes,
and he has Marvel Shelley with him.

“He, Moro, put refreshments and decanters
on the table, for I am to have visitors,” he call-
ed down the companionway to his negro steward,
young officer to have a
guard ready to receive Captain Chester with
honors.

 

CHAPTER XXVI.
CAPTAIN FANCIION AT BAY.

MR. LEONARD TEMPLETON‘s boat was the
first to reach the side of the schooner, and, as
Marvel Shelley grasped the hand of Captain
Fanchon, he whispered:

“Chester is deuced suspicious of you, and

“AY 33’» and it is the brig-"7 almost 511°“th ‘ has cast reflections upon you in many ways,

Lucius ,Sheldon, who could not fail to recognize, 
eve? at that distance, a. vessel he had known so ,
we . i
“ By Neptune! but you are right, Sheldon. It ,
is the Restless and the Lucette.’ .

“Yes, and, following as the brig does in
the schooner’s wake, it shows that she is a
prize.”

“ True,
after all.”

“ So it seems, sir.”

“ Well, now, what does this mean?”

“ That Captain Fanchon has captured her.”

“I almost doubt it; but we will run in behind r
Lovell’s Island and see if he intends to bring her i
into port.”

The brig was accordingly put away, and
ran back toward the harbor, and a ookout
was stationed to watch the movements of the
schooner and brig.

“We can do nothing if he should not come 3
in, for we can catch neither the brig or the
schooner,” said Lucius Sheldon.

_“ Still we will have a hold upon Fanchon, and
know if he is playing a tricky part, so we can
act should he come in again.”

“ Yes, we can do that.”

It was not very long before the two vessels
hove in sight of the watchers, the schooner
slightly leadin , and both coming along swift-
ly under the fair breeze that came out of the
northwest.

When they changed their course to sail into
the harbor, Captain Chester said:

“He is coming in, so we will run near and
hail him, for I am anxious to know where he got
the brig.”

Half an hour after the brig was holdin on
across the bows of the two vessels, now sai ing
side b side; but putting her helm up, she
ran along to the starboard of the Lucette,

and she did not sink in the storm

and the three were abreast, and not acable’s ‘

lenfifh dividing them.

3 armed brig was to windward, and seeing
that she could not hold her own with the other
two fleet vessels, Chester ordered more sail to be
set, and then hailed:

"Ahoy the brig!”

“Ay~ ay’ sir.” .

“ Is that you, Captain Fanchon?”

“ No, sir, Captain Fanchon is on board the
schooner. _

‘~ I am Lieutenant Farwell,” was the rep] of
the officer, looking over the high bulwarks o the
Lucette. _

“ You have captured the brig, I see.”

“Yes, sir.”

“ Where did you find her?” .

“ Ofl’ Portsmouth, sir, near the Isle of Shoals.”

“When was it?”

“ Last night, sir.”

“ You are running up to our anchorage
now?”

 

while old Templeton seems also to have some
cause of grievance.”

“Thank you, Shelley," and Fanchon
smiled.

Then be greeted Mr. Templeton warml ,
asked them to pardon him a moment whi e
be received Captain Chester, and met the lat-
ter at the gangway, the guard saluting the
naval officer, who was accompanied by Lu-
cius Sheldon.

If Captain Chester had intended refusing
the hand of Captain Fanchon, under the sus-
picion he held him, he had not the opportu-
nity, for the West Indian bowed in his courtly
way to the two visitors, and said:

“Come into the cabin, gentlemen, where
you will find friends who have just arrived."

“I know not what to think of this man,
Sheldon,” whispered Chester.

“Nor do I; he is more than ever a mys-
tery," and they entered the cabin and were
greeted by the merchant and Marvel Shelley.

“ Now, gentlemen, there is brandy and
wine, and 1 hope you will join me in drink-
ing to the captain of the stolen brig,” said
Fanchon.

They all bowed, dashed 01f the toast, and
the merchant, who was very uneasy, said:

“ Now, Fanchon, let us know all about
it",

“Well, gentlemen. having received word
that the brig had been seen—”

“From whom did you receive word, sir?"
abruptly asked Loyd Chester, who, knowing
that Fanchon was lIS successful rival for the
hand of Lucette, felt very disagreeable to-
ward him.

“That, Captain Chester, is my own affair,
if fyou will pardon me,” was the cool reply,
an Fanchon continued:

“1, upon hearing that the brig had been
seen, went to sea to endeavor to capture her.”

“As officer of this port, sir, you should
have reported the fact to me.”

“Pardon me again, Captain Chester, but I

- felt I was wholly able to retake my own

property without asking you to come on
board my schooner and aid me.”

“ Your own property, sir? ’

“ Yes, sir, for the brig belongs to me.”

“Is this true, Mr. Templeton?”

“It certainly is, for I sold the craft to
Captain Fanchon.”

“Captain Chester. my word, sir. should

1 have sufficed, without an appeal to Mr. Tem-

[pletom but I let it pass, sir, as you are my
I rnest."

‘ “ I wish to know regarding the capture of
g the brig,” and Loyd Chester was almost
i trembling with temper, which seemed to be
getting the better of him.

“But for your interruption,
would have known ore this.

“1 run out, gentlemen, in search of the
brig, and found her hiding away iii-shore, so
headed for her, when she was run aground by
her connnandcr, boats were launched, and
the crew, after setting her on lire, put
ashore.”

At the risk~of burning my schooner I run
alongside, extinguished the tire, and took
the vessel, after which I sent a force ashore
in the endeavor to capture the crew.

“They had scattered, however, and I got
only three boats, and with these returned to
my schooner.

“As soon as I put the brig in shape, for
the storm seemed to have handled her rough-
ly, and the fire did her seine harm, I set sail
for port, and, as you escorted me up the bar-
bor, Captain Chester, you know the rest."

“ And what about the East Indian packet
ship?" almost hissed Loyd Chester.

“ To what ship do you refer, sir?”

“The East Indian clipper ship, sir, that
was seized, and run out by pirates just be-
fore ou sailed in your schooner?"

“ ndeed! Was she taken, after all?”

“ What do you mean?" .

"I mean that when I returned to my ves-
sel, sir, after having dined with Mr. Temple-
ton at his home, I found a man awaiting me
from on board the East Indian

“He told me that be was a sailor on the
clipper, had gone ashore anb h and about the
brig. and that when the clipper had stood in
shore on a tack, he had seen a vessel, ap-
parently hiding, that answered the descrip
tiou of the Lucette.

“ You may remember, Captain Chester,
that I did not really think the brig'had been
lost in the storm, and so, having purcha ed
her from Mr. Templeton, 1 determined to
look her up.

“ This man also told me that the officers of
the clipper had been seized by the crew, who
were to run her out and dispose of her valu'
able cargo, and he mistook my vessel for a
Government craft, and so came to me.

“ I immediately ordered a crew into a
boat, and went on board the clipper, where
I found the officers as stated, in irons, and
released them, giving them control of the
ship again.

“ The ringleaders were ironed, and the
captain said he could hold his vessel, but I
left him some of my crew, and advised him
to run up near the port and anchor.

“1 saw him get underway, but paid no
attention to where he went, and soon after
headed seaward myself; but now you tell me
that the cli per went to sea after all."

“ She di , sir."

“And carried my men with her, it seems?”

“ Yes.”

“Where is the man that told you this story
of the brig and the mutiny on board the
clipper?”

“ I left him on the clipper.” .

Captain Chester was disgusted at the ex-

lanat‘on, for not a flaw could he discover
in it ,4 find fault with, while Mr. Templeton
mattered to himself :

sir, you

jewels half as well?"

But Captain Chester was angry, for he
felt that he had had Fanchon in a tight
place, and now saw him sli out of it.

If he could prove the 'est Indian a vil-
lain, he would save Lucette from him, and
perhaps could claim her love in the end.

His temper got the better of his calm judg-
ment, and he said. in a sneering way:

“ Captain Fanchon, every time your vessel
is in this port some act of piracy is commit-
ted, and 1 have cause to suspect you; but if
you are what I believe you, you certainly
are a most accomplished trickster in cover-
ing up your tracks."

All started at the insulting words, except
Frank Fanchon, who smiled, raised his glass
to his lips, took a sip of wine, and then said,
in his suave way:

 

act," and he dashed the contents of his

“Iwonder if he can explain about the-

“Although my guest, sir, you have trans- ‘
grassed the bounds of hospitality and human ,
endurance, so I hope you will pardon my.

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glass directly into the face of the angry of-
ticer.

Instantly all were upon their feet, except
ing Fanchon, who said coolly:

“Be seated, gentlr men, for do not allow
Ca tain Chester‘s departure to disturb you.”

ivid with rage, Loyd Chester drew his
handkerchief across his face, bowed in si-
lence, and departed, accompanied by Lucius
Sheldon, while Function arose and escorted
them with silent courtesy to the gangway.

Returning to the cabin he said, quietl :

"Shelley, I shall hear from Captain ‘hes-
ter, and I would like to have you act for me
in the matter.” ,

“With pleasure, Fanchon; but I regret
exceedingly the necessity.”

“As do I; but I think that Captain Shel-
don and Mr. Templeton will admit that I
put up with insult to a degree beyond for-
bearance.“

“ You surely did, Captain Fanchon, and I
cannot understand Chester‘s hostile attitude
toward you.” ansWered the merchant, and
soon after he took his departure, accompa—
nied by the captain, leaving Marvel Shelley
on board the schooner, to await the coming
of a communication from Loyd Chester.

CHAPTER XXVII.
THE JEWEL NECKLACE.

IT was at the request of Mr. Templeton
that Captain Fanehon had accompanied him
ashore.

The merchant had been more than satisfied
with the explanation of the West Indian re-
garding the capture of the brig, and the
flight of the clipper ship, andhe was anxious
to have the jewel necklace affair explained
away with equal satisfaction.

It was in the iron box at the office, and,
as Shelley had to remain on the schooner, to
meet a friend coming from the insulted
naval officer, he had therefore requested
Captain Fanchon to go ashore with him.

This he did, and the serious air of the
merchant led the captain to suspect that
something had gone wrong.

“ I hope that Miss Templeton is in the
enjoyment of good health?” he asked, wish-
ing to get at the cause of the merchant’s
manner.

“Yes, though she owes it to the guest I
had in the house, for a few days, that she is
not now in her grave,” was the reply of the
merchant, and he told the story of the tiger’s
attack.

Frank Fanchon’s indifferent manner left
him for once, and he seemed ’deeply moved,
while he said: '

“God bless that brave, noble fellow, and
he shall certainly be rewarded in some way,
for what he has done.”

“ He is a naval officer, Captain Fanchon.”

“ That may be, sir, but still he can be
shown in some way that I appreciate his
courage.”

They had now reached the ofiice, and tell-
ing Rule to wait outside, Mr. Templeton
closed the door and said:

“ First, let me ask you if you saw the crew
of the brig?” .

“ I had 9. 00d view of them, sir.”

“ And their captain?”

“ As you know, sir, I was not well enough
acquainted with Captain Templeton’s bear-
ing to recognize him at a distance; but the
same man was was on board whom others
had said, when we chased the brig before,
was our son.”

“ 0 not call him son of mine.”

“ Miss Templeton’s brother, then, sir,” was
the cool reply.

The merchant scowled, but answered: ,

“ And they escaped to the shore?”

“Yes, sir. ’

“Then you may expect to have the brig
cut out under your very nose ”

“ I will see that she is not, sir, for I have
need of her for other work, as you know.”

Mr. Templeton then went to the iron box,
unlocked it, and said:

“ Captain Fanchon, you were kind enough
to leave for my daughter a rare present, in
the shape of a 'ewel necklace.”

“‘ Yes, sir, an I hope she was pleased with
it?”

“ She has not seen it.”

" Indeed?"

“ Nor knows that you sent it."

“Ahl was it stolen ‘2”

“ No, sir.”

 

 

” Perhaps you needed a trifle more money,
and—”

“ No, sir, I would not descend to such an
act; but I happen to know the jewel neck-
lace well.”

“You don't tell me so, sir?”

“ I do indeed, sir, and an explanation from
you is in order as to how it came into your
possession ‘1"

” As there seems to be lurking in your
mind, Mr. Templeton, some suspicion regard-
ing mv obtaining the necklace, perhaps I

should'have told you before regarding it; but ‘

I do so now with pleasure.”

“ I am more than willing to hear, sir.”

“As I have told you, Mr. Templeton,
mine being an armed merchant craft, I have
frequently been called upon by vessels in dis-
tress to act as a cruiser.

“On one occasion a merchant vessel, an
American, clearing from some Eastern port,
was overhauled and captured by a pirate.

“ This was several years ago.”

“ Do you recall her name?”

“Yes, she was a barkatine, and her name
was the Gem.”

“ I am listening, sir."

"One of her crew escaped to the shore by
swimming. for it was off the Bahamas, and I
was lying in a harbor repairing damages af—
ter a storm, and he told me of the affair, and
I at once sailed to the place where it had oc-
curred.

“ The pirate had sighted the barkatinc in-
shore, where her skipper was at anchor, re-
pairing damages, gotten in the storm- I just al-
luded to, and he ran in on him at night, and
captured him.

“When I here down upon the pirate, he
had just scuttled the prize, and had his
decks hampered with her cargo, he having
set her crew and passengers adrift in boats,
to find a port as best they- could.

“ I caught him at a disadvantage, kept up
a hot fire on him, boarded and took him.

“It was a rich haul for me, and among the
valuables I found that necklace.

“ The pirate schooner I turned over to the
British fleet in that cruising-ground, but the
cargoI kept as a prize, as I had a right to
do, and in fact the vessel too, did I so de-
sire.” -

“And the passengers of the Gem?”

“A fearful storm sprung up, while they
were pulling in the boats for St. Au ustine,
and though I searched for them, never
found them, so knew not their fate, but
surely they never reached the port. they head-
ed for." ’

“ They were lost, sir.”

“Oh! you knew the Gem then?”

“ She was my vessel, sir."

“ Indeed?”

“Yes, sir, and her fate has never been
known since she sailed from Boston four
years ago.”

“I am pained to hear this, for there were
ladies on board.”

“Yes, sir, my partner, for I had one then,
was on the Gem with his young daughter, a.
level girl.

“ e was going to New Orleans to estab-
lish a branch house, and had taken his
gaughter, Geraldine her name was, with

1111.

“Before her departure I presented her
with that necklace, in return for a very valu-
able gift her father had given Lucette, then
a mere child.

“The necklace was an heirloom in our
family, and I ave it to Geraldine on account
of the regard felt for her father.

“ 150w it comes to Lucette as a gift from

on.
y “I trust, sir, that the explanation of how
it came into my possession is satisfactory to
ou?’

“Perfectly, and clears up the mystery of
the Gem.”

“May I ask it Miss Templeton is aware of
the history of the necklace?”

“She knows nothing about it, or of other
jewels I have kept to give her on her mar-
riage day.” .

“ I am glad of this, for she might hesitate
to wear a y'ewel she knew had been with one
who had 0st her life; but keep the trinket
for her, amon the others you have, and I
will give to iss Templeton another that I
have.” '

"I thank you, I will do so." was the re-
ply of the merchant, who was becoming very

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grasping in his dealings with his intended
son-in-law.

“Will you dine with us?” he asked.

" With pleasure, if you will permit me to
return on heard my schooner first, to make
my toilet and also to get the trinket I wish
to give to Miss Templeton. while I would.
know regarding Captain Chester’s inten-
tions,” and Captain Fanchon returned to his
schooner. __

CHAPTER XXVIII.
THE CHALLENGE.

WHEN Captain Fanchon reached the gang-
way of his vessel upon the starboard side,
he found Captain Lucius Sheldon just com~
ing over the side to port.

They bowed courteously to each other,
and Captain Fanchon invited him to enter
the cabin.

_“ I have come. Captain Fanchon, from my
friend, Captain Chester," said the merchant
commander.

“I have bern expecting a visit in behalf
of Captain Chester, and am glad he has
placed himself in the hands of a gentleman
whom I respect as I do you, sir,”'was the
complimentary remark.

Lucius Sheldon bowed, and replied:

“I am requested by my friend, Captain
Loyd Chester, to demand of you satisfaction
for the insult he received at our hands.”

” Certainly, sir, and permit me to say that
I regret his insulting manner and language
forced me to take cognizance of it on board
my own vessel; but ' that is my only re-
gret.

“ Now, sir, I refer you to Mr. Shelley,
here, as my friend, and any arrangement
youI may make with him I will be satisfied
wit1.”

“ I wish, sir, the matter could be arranged
without a hostile meeting.”

“Captain Sheldon, if you can see how it
can be done, I am willing to meet you half~
way; but Captain Chester must retract his
language to me, and then—cgadl I hardly
gee how I can take back the wine from his
ace.”

“True, sir; Captain Chester would not
accept an apology» I am sure, if offered, and
I was wrong to suggest it; but I like you
both, and I dislike to see the affair go on.”

“Mr. Shelley and you, sir, are at liberty
to do as you deem best.

“As for myself, I desire no more notoriety
than I already have in the town, for the sake
of another, as well as m self .”

Lucius Sheldon bowe , and turned to Mar-
vel Shelley, who had sat in silence the while.

“How will swords suit you, Fanchon?”
called out Shelley to the captain, who was
arranging his toilet in his state-room.

“ Swords or pistols are alike to me.

“Give Captain Sheldon the choice of
weapons, if you wish,” was the indifferent
response. '

“Swords, then, for if the better swords-
man does not care to kill his foe, it can rest
there,” Sheldon remarked.

“ With a reference to pistols. if demanded
in the field, after a bout with swords," re-
turned Shelley.

“ Yes, and when?"

"When will it suit you, Fanchon?” called
Shelley.” \

“Any time; by the way, say this after-
noon, at sunset, in the nearest of the Spec-
tacle Islands."

This was satisfactory to Captain Sheldon,
and he departed, while Fanchon, after get—
ting his dueling swords and pistol-case, call-
ed Moro to take them, with a crew of four
men and a coxswain, in a boat to Spectacle
Island.

“ And stop at Seaside Temple for me, in
ample time to get me there.” -

“ I will go in the boat with Moro, Fan-
chon, and be there on time for you,” said
Marvel Shelley, who then said he would re-
main on board the schooner until time to
start. '

Then Captain Fanchon took his departure,
carrying a small ebony box, handsomely in—
laid, under his arm.

Joining the merchant at his office, the two
entered the latter’s carriage, and Were driven
m idly out to Seaside Temple. ' ‘

ucette was seated by the open parlor win-
dow, running her fingers over her harp-
strings, and occasionally singing snatches of
some ballad.

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She saw the carriage drive up, and changed
color as Frank Fanchon followed her father
out.

“But yesterday, as it were, I did not care;
now I do, for it will be as a living death to
marry him now,” she murmured.

But she arose, and controlling her emo-
tion, welcomed him in a pleasant way, while
he said.

“ I fear you are not well, Miss Templeton,
for you seem pale."

“ Oh, yes, I am perfectly well in body."

“And in mind?"

“My heart aches for my poor brother,”
she answered in a low tone.

“ Ah, yes; but I must tell you that though
I captured the brig, all of her crew escaped.”

“Thank Heaven! you are ver kind," She
said, in a. voice that was almost inaudible.

“I have taken the liberty of bringing to
you a little souvener, if you will accept it.

“I obtained the trinkets from a Cuban
lady who was unable to keep them, as the
value was more than she could support.”

As he spoke, he opened the inlaid ebony
box, displaying a silk velvet cushion, on
which reposed a necklace of diamonds, one
bracelet of rubies. and another of emeralds.

They were magnificently mounted, match-
ed perfectly in the gold work and size of the
stones, only that the one was of diamonds,
another of emeralds and the third of rubies.

“Why, Fanchon, those are worth a for-
tune in themselves,” said the delighted mer-
chant.

As for Lucette, she was speechless with
amazement, and lost in admiration at their
exquisite beauty and value.

“Oh, Captaln Fanchon, I cannot accept
a gift so priceless,” she exclaimed.

“And why not, for are not you alone the
one I can give them to?

“They have been kept by me for some
time, with the hope that some day I might
marr and thus be able to give them to my
lady ove.

“They are yours, Miss Templeton, and
wear them in remembrance of me.”

She bowed her head, to hide the tears in
her eyes, and taking the necklace he clasped
it about her beautiful neck.

Then upon each well-molded wrist be
fastened a bracelet, and bending over kissed
her band.

“They are worth twenty-five thousand, if
the are a dollar," exclaimed the merchant,
an dinner being announcnd, Captain Fan-
chon offered his arm to escort Lucettc into
the dining-room.

Never before had he appeared so cheerful
and entertaining, and the merchant marvel-
ed greatly how a man, who within a few
hours’ time mi ht be a corpse, could be so
seemingly indi erent as to his fate.

After dinner they sat upon the piazza un-
til Captain Fanchon descried a boat coming,
and turning his glass upon it, said:

“It is my boat, Miss Templeton, so I must
leave you; but, by the way, as it is now but
proper ,to talk business, let me tell you that
should aught happen to me at any time, my
will leaves you my heiress.”

"But why speak of such things, kind as
you are to remember me, for there is no
reason to dread your being taken off,” said
Lucette.

“Life is very uncertain to all of us; but
the boat is coming into the haven, so I must
be OE, and with a grasp of her hand, and a
bow to the merchant, he walked rapidly
down to the shore.

“ Father, is not that Mr. Shelley in that
boat?" asked Lucette, as it rowed away.

“ Yes, it is, indeed, my child,”

“And the boat is not going toward the
city, but seaward; what does it mean?"

“I may as well tell you, Lucette, that a
duel is to be fought at sunset on one of the
Spectacle Islands, between Captain Fanchon
and Loyd Chester.”

“For what reason?" quickly asked Lu.
cette, turning very white.

“ Chester will insist that Fanchon is differ-
ent from what he appears, and says he is,
and he insulted him by telling him as much,
and the West Indian dashed a glass of wine

.in his face, and that brought on the meeting;

see, onder goes Chester, to the scene of
meeting, in his barge, and Lucrus Sheldon

is his second." .
“ 0h, cannot this be averted, father?”
” No, it must take its course!”

 

 

“ And Captain Fanchon showed no sign of
this to me?”

“ He is a remarkable man, Lucette, and
won my admiration all the time.”

“He is indeed a strange man, as brave as
he is mysterious, and that is what he meant
by telling me that I was his heiress (lid harm
befall him.”

“ Yes.”

“ Oh, Heaven avert this meeting,” groan-
ed Lucette, and she buried her face in her
hands. while the rays of the declining sun
cast brilliant reflection upon her neck and
arms, from the jewels she wore.

 

CHAPTER XXIX.
THE MEETING.

“WE will be the first on the field, Shel-
ley,” said Captain Fanchon, quietly, as the
boat pulled out of the little haven, and he
saw the cat-rig craft astcrn, bringing his ad-
versary.

“ And I hope not the last to leave it,” was
the rather significant answer.

Fanchon smiled and made no reply.

Forward was Moro, the negro, the swords
and pistol-case near him, the coxswain sat
aft, holding the tiller-ropes, and the four
men pulled with a strong, steady stroke at
the cars, which sent the boat alOng at a good
rate of speed.

Forward of the coxswain, one on either
side, sat Fanchon and Shelley, and the for-
mer was smoking.

“ There is one thing you forgot, Fan-
chon.”

“Well?”

“ A surgeon."

" That is all right, for Chester will doubt-
less bring the surgeon of his vessel.”

“ Well, I can request his services for you
if needed.”

“There will be no need.”

“ You speak confidently.”

"Yes, I always do.”

“I spoke to the schooner’s surgeon about
coming, but he would not do so without or-
ders from you."

“ He was right.”

Nothing more was said until the boat
reached the island, and then the two friends
landed, while More went ahead with the
weapons.

“You can lounge about the island, cox-
swain, with your men, wait here, or go up
and witness the meeting if you wish,” said
Captain Fanchon quietly.

“We'll go up and see the meeting, sir,
thank you,” res ended the coxswain, and
their captain wa kcd on with his second.

” Well, Fanchon, you are engaged to Miss
Templeton 2" Shelley resumed.

“ Yes, I have that honor.” -

" And should you fall?”

" I shall leave her my heiress."

“ With a legacy to me?"

“ Certainl . enough to last you until you
marry Miss ancouver."

. “  you fall, I shall give up the Vancouver

" I’ll tr and take your place in the aflec-
tioas of iss Templeton.”

“ You are welcome, if I fall."

“You might."

“ Yes, there is a possibility."

“ Chester is a crack shot.’

“We are to fight with swords, I under-
stand it."

“Yes, and those failing, pistols: but he is
considered the best swordsman in the Atlan-
tic fleet.”

“ The first weapons will not fail,” was the
calm response.

“ By J ovel but you have nerve."

“ A man in my calling, Shelley, could not
do without it.”

“ You are right, but you astonish me more
and more, as 1 know you better. ”

Fanchon laughed, and halted upon the
spot which Morohad selected.

“ This is a good place, and I will be ready
by the time they arrive.” said Shelle , and
he got the weapons ready for the conflict.

Soon after up came Loyd Chester and
Lucius Sheldon arm in arm, and following
Were the surgeon of the Vicious, a middy
and four seamen, the latter carrying their
oars.

 

These ranged themselves near the crew of
the other boat, and the surgeon took up his.
position near, while the middy deposited a
pair of swords and a pistol~ease by the wear
pons which Moro had brought.

Fanchon bowed pleasantly. as did Shelley
and Lucius Sheldon, but Loyd ('heslei‘ was

' as stern as death, and gave a cold nod of’

recognition.

Sheldon and Marvel Shelley then examin-
ed the weapons, and those. of Farchon were
selected as the best, they being most superior
blades.

Next the swords were handed to them. and
both men stood awaiting the word to begin
the combat.

Stern and blacker grew the face of the na-1
val officer, While Captain Fanchon was pro-
vokingly serene, glancing about him with an
indifference that if feigned was remarkable,
and particularly winning the admiration of’
the cutter's boat-crew, while his own men
scgmed to be in no ways fearful of the re»
su t.

Lucius Sheldon won the word. and step—-
ping forward he brought the principals to an
attention, and then gave the order to cross-
swords.

Instantly Chester pressed thc attack. and
was met with the coolest purries by his on»

em .

Xngered at not being able to break down
his guard by every feint and thrust, Captain
Chester fought almost savagely, until it
seemed certain that he must find an unguard—
ed point, or destroy his foe’s defense by
weight of metal alone.

But Fanchon never swerved from his
tracks, the quiet, cynical smile never left his.
lips, and excepting the rapid movements of
his blade, he seemed not in the least dis—
turbed.

As the fight progressed, it became plain to
all that Fanchon was not acting on the de~
fense from necessity, for he held his adver—
sary at bay without trouble, seemingly.

At length he suddenly moved forward, his.
defensive attitude turned into the oifensivc,
and he drove the naval oillcer backward a
few steps, and then, with a skill that was su-
perb, sent his sword flying high into the
air.

As it came down he cleverly caught it by
the blade, and. turning to Captain Chester,
said leasantly:

“ crmit me to return this swerd. sir,
with the hope that we may never cross blades
again, and request that you accept the pair
as a souvenir of Frank Fanchon.”

There was too much of the man in Loyd
Chester's composition to net surly after that,
and he held forth his hand frankly and said,
with feeling:

“ Forgive my unkind suspicions regarding
you, Captain Fanchon, and as a souvenir of
ovying to you my life, I accept your princely

i t.
g “ Let us be friends."

“ Willingly, sir.”

“And what a superb swordsman you are,
for I never before met my master, either
with the sword OI pistol."

“I'll give you a test of m aim too—ho,
coxswainl” and Fanchon cal ed out to his.
coxswain, who stood twent paces away,
talking with the crew of the icrous.

“Ay, ay, sir."

” Have you a golden eagle with you?”

"No, sir.”

“Catch this," and he tossed the gold piece
to him.

“Hold that up for me,” said Fanchon,~

and the coxswain took the gold between his
first finger and thumb, and held it out, hard-
1y more than afoot from his body, as he
stood sideways.

In 'the mean time Moro had hastil loaded
one of the long dueling pistols, and ending
it to his master, the latter took rapid aim.
and fired.

The ring of the metal was heard, as the
bullet struck the gold, and the corswain
picked it up with a large nick cut in the
outer edge.

“Marvelous! and. the man deserves great
credit for holding it," said Loyd-Chester.

“Keep the gold piece, sir, if you like;

here, coxswain are a couple in its stead,” '

and Fanchon handed them to the coxswain,
who saluted' and walked away, while the-
part moved back toward the boat. for the
sun had just sunk behind Dorchester Heights.

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CHAPTER XXX.
Tim TREASURE SHIP.

As the two boats moved away from the
island, there being a head wind, Captain
Chester ordered the mast to be struck, and
the crew of his boat took to their oars.

Side by side the boats pulled, the occu-
pants, lately so hostile, chatting pleasantly
together and commenting upon the beauty of
the night and the glimmering lights in the
harbor and town.

Soon acress their bows in the darkness
sailed a small yacht, and a voice hailed:

“ Boats ahoyl”

“ Ay ay, Mr. Templeton, I recognize your
voice,” returned Captain Fanchon.

" You are all right then?”

“ Ay, ay, sir, never felt better in my
life."

“And Captain Chester?”

“Is here, sir.”

“ Dead?”

“ No, indeed, Mr. Templeton, but I owe it
to the mercy of Captain Fanchon that I am
not, as he disarmed me and spared my life.

“ \Vc are friends now.”

“Thank God!” came in the voice of Lu-
cette. who was on board the yacht.

“ We felt anxious about you both, so sail-
ed out to know the result, for Lueette is with
me.”

The gentlemen raised their hats in salute,

and the yacht being now very near, Lucette.

asked:

“Will you not all come home and have
.supper with us?"

“For myself, I must decline, as I have
work to do, thank you,” returned Loyd
Chester.

“And I am compelled to follow Captain
Chester‘s bad example, I regret to say," re-
sponded Fanchon, and the boats passed on,
to see soon after a brig coming into port, run
d0wn near the yacht and hail.

W'hat passed they could not hear, but soon
after, on the starboard tack, the brig passed
close astern of the boats and her skipper
hailed:

‘- Boats ahoy!”

“ Ay, ayl” answered Loyd Chester.

“ Are those Government boats?”

" This one is; how can I serve you?"

“ They told me on the yacht that you be-
longed to the harbor cruiser?”

“ Ay, ay, sir, I am her commander."

“I am hearing about a hundred thousand
in gold, with a valuable cargo besides, ship-
ped to a Boston bank and commercml house,
and I have been chased from off Montauk by
a pirate schooner that would have caught me
but for my brig being very fast."

“ Ay, ayl I will run in and give chase at
once, and, Captain Fanchon, I will ask you
to go in the Restless and aid me,” said Loyd
Chester.

“ Willingly, sir.”

“As I cannot unload to-night, where can I
anchor, sir, iii-shore 'until morning?”

“He had better run in and anchor off
Tem leton's wharf,” said Lucius Sheldon.

“ ’es, it is the best place,” and he gave
directions accordingly, and, as the wind was
new fresh, and the brig making rapid time,
ropes were thrown out and the boats were
taken in tow.

“ Describe the pirate, skipper,” said Loyd
Chester, as they went skimming along in the
wake of the brio‘. '

“He’s a small schooner, with masts that
have a bow, forward, rather than a rake aft,
but it don’t hinder his sailing. for I never
saw a craft before hold the White Wings as
he did, and he is that sharp and low in the
water that in rough water we could only see
his sticks and canvas, while his decks were
too much washed to permit him to use his
guns.”

“ It’s the same craft we have heard of on a

,. number of occasions,” said Captain Chester.

“He‘s a flyer, and in easy weather could
sneak on to us, I guess."

“ You certainly have a fast craft, cap-
tain.”

“ She is, sir; but she’s not mine, for she
was built as a present to a young navy ofli-
cer who lives down in Maine.

“ His uncle is a New York merchant, and
thinking there is to be war with England,
had her built as a privateer, and then sent
me with the old and her cargo to this port,
after which g1 am to take her to Portland,
where she is to be armed with the guns taken

 

from a cruiser that went on a. rock, and
stayed there.”

“ Yes, it was the Dolphin; she struck in a
fog, and she had a superb armament on
board; but who is the naval officer, skipper?”

“Lieutenant Dudley Burr, sir.”

” Ah! the same who was Mr. Templeton's
guest, for that was his name.

“He only left a few days ago, and can
hardly know of his uncle’s gift to him,” said
Fanchon.

“No, sir, he does not know it yet,” said
the skipper.

The brig was now not very far from her
anchorage. and the boats were cast loose,
and headed for their respective vessels.

“You will soon be under way, Captain
Fanchon?” asked Captain Chester.

“ Yes, within fifteen Initiates after I reach
my deck.”

“And I will follow as soon as pessiblc in
Sheldon's brig. and we had best wait in the
vicinity of Telegraph Hill.”

“ It would be better to do so, Captain
Chester, and then we can decide what is best
to be done to capture this pirate."

“Yes, we must take him,” called back
Loyd Chester, and under the strong strokes
of their crews the boats sped 011 their way.

CHAPTER XXXI.
THE MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE.

BY the time that Captain Fanchon got the
Restless under way, the armed brig was seen
coming down from her anchorage, and under
lower sails only the schooner held along
even with the other vessel with her topsails
set.

It was a fair run out, with the wind over
the starboard beam, and the moon arose by
thriltime that they had reached Lovell's Isl—
an .

An incoming coaster reported having seen
a small schooner cruising along to the south-
west under mainsail and jib only, while a
pilot-boat reported an armed schooner to the
northward of Green Island.

“ I will stand to the southward, Fanchon,
leaving the craft in the vicinity of Green Isl-
and to you, for it is doubtless the pirate, and
the Restless could catch her while I cannot
in this vessel.

“If the other proves to be the pirate I’ll
signal you with rockets, so keep a lookout
for them, and you signal me likewise if your

ame is the one we want,” called out Lloyd
‘hester from the deck of his vessel.

“ Ay, ay, Captain Chester, and I will
crowd on canvas to come to you if I get your
signals.

“Luck to you,” and the two vessels part-
ed, the Restless now setting full sail, and
standing up well under the pressure of the
twelve—knot breeze, while she drove through
the water at a magnificent pace.

A run of an hour brought her in the vicin-
ity of Gem Island, and soon after from the
mast-head came the cry:

“ Schooner ho!”

“ Whereaway, my man?"

“ Under the lee of the island, sir, and ly-
ing to under bare poles, or at anchor.”

“ Ay, ay, we will run down toward her.”

“ You carry three lights, Fanchon,” said
Marvel Shelley, who had accompanied his
friend upon his cruise, and he pointed. to .the
two colored side-lights, and a third at the
fore-cross-trees, and which was a very bril-
liant color.

“ Oh, yes, it is a notion of mine, for I do
not care to be run down through not being
seen at night.”

“But yonder craft will see you."

” He has ere this, and does not run, so per-
haps he expects to capture us.”

“It may be. but he’s a plucky follow to lie
in wait there for you, not knowing what you
are.”

“ He may feel confident in his strength,
but I judge he is one of those Baltimore
schooners, out of Portland, and not the pi-
rate. ’

As the Restless drew nearer, the strange

 

schooner still remained quiet, and running

down within a few cables" length, Fanchon
ordered his helmsman to lay the vessel to, at
the same time telling a young officer to low-
er awa a boat.

“ Wlll you board without hailing?"

“ Certainly, Shelley, for 1 have no fear of
him." and he rowed away in the boat direct-
ly for the stranger.

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Marvel Shelley saw him board, waited
some little time, and then beheld the boat
coming back.

“Well?” he asked eagerly, as Fanchon
stepped on board the Restless.

“As I supposed, it is a Baltimore trading
schooner, and he’s fishing for an anchor he
lost last voyage, when he ran under the he
of the island to ride out a blow.”

“Then Chester will catch the pirate.”

“ The other schooner is doubtless the pi-
rate; but whether Captain Chester w ill cap-
ture him is another thing.

“ I will, however, stand after him to see if
I can be of service.”

As the schooner headed southeast the
lookout cried:

“Sail ho!”

“ I see her, and it is a brig coming out of
Boston harbor, and bound eastward,” said
Fanchon.

“By Jove!” but it looks to me like the
craft that towed us in," Marvel Shelley re—
marked.

“ch. she does look like her, but that
brig is safe off Templeton’s wharf.”

“Oh, yes! But there is a striking resem-
blance even to my landsman‘s eye."

“There is. indeed!” was the reply, and
then the subject of the brig was dropped, as
the schooner held on her way.

It was nearly dawn when Captain Ches-
ter‘s vessel was sighted, and when hailed. he
said he had seen nothing of the schooner.

Captain Fanchon told then about having
boarded the Baltimore schooner, and also
having sighted a brig bound east.

“ She looked so much like the White
Wings, that towed us in, Shelley wanted me
to give chase; but then 1 did not see hoW it
could be that craft, and I held on to find
you, thinking you would need me, as my
craft proved not to be the pirate.”

“I almost wish you had overhauled the
brig, after the mysterious piraeies we have
had in the harbor; but then it could not
have been the White Wings, as you say.

“Now I'll cruise about Cape Cod, if ycu
will run down as far as Nantucket, and see
if the daylight reveals our game.”

Again the vessels parted, and the moon
was just rising the following night when
they met once more in the main ship channel
running into Massachusetts Bay.

“Anything to report, Fanchon?” called
out Captain Chester.

“ Nothing, sir; have you?”

“Not a word,” and they stood on up to
their anchorages, when they were greeted
with the startling intelligence that not an
hour after their departure the strange brig
White Wings had been boarded and carried
out to sea.

Two of her crew had escaped, and they
reported that a boat full of men had come
near, and in answer to the hail of their cap-
tain, an officer had replicdthat Captain Ches-
ter of the brig-of—war Vicious, had sent him
on board as a guard, as it was feared an at-
tempr would be made to cut out the treasure
cra t.

The captain had welcomed them aboard.
and instantly he and most of his crcwliad
been seized; while he and his comrade had
hidden, and slipped overboard as the vessel
was passing Spectacle Islands, from whence
they were taken the next day by a passing
sloo .

“If he so desired now, Chester could not
suspect you this time, Captain Fanchon,”
said Marvel Shelley with a laugh.

“ The captain has my sympathy, hampered
as he is with a disabled cruiser, a small crew,
and allowed no patrol boats to guard the har-
bor.

“ I suppose, after this, he will get what he
has demanded from the Government as his
just due,” returned Captain Fanchon quietly.

 

CHAPTER XXXII.
onprunnn BY PIRATES.

A LARGE vessel is sailing swiftly along
over the moonlit waters of the Atlantic, and
all about her, from rig to hull, indicates that
she has been prepared for a long cruise to
another land.

She is a trim craft, with a full complement
01 men forward upon her decks, to do her
Skippers bidding, and aft are a number of
passengers, a dozen or more, and among
them was an elderly man, ,upon whose arm,

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as they promenaded the deck, clung a young
and graceful girl.

Her face was most attractive, with large,
dark honest eyes, very expressive and her
appearance that of one who had been reared
amid refined surroundings.

She was dressed in mourning, and her com-
panion also wore a band of erape upon his
hat.

Another of the passengers was a young
man whose appearance attracted universal
attention, for his was a face to see and re-
member, and his athletic form had a striking-
ly distinguished bearing.

He was dressed as a civilian, though there
was that about him that smacked of salt wa-
for.

In his eyes dwelt a look of sadness, and
now and then, when he would stand and
gaze out over the waters, he would be seen
by those watching his face to bite his lips,
contract his brows painfully and seem to
shrink under some mental suffering.

He had observed the maiden and her male
companion, and they also had been attracted
to him in their days together upon the vessel,
and the old gentleman had tried to draw the
younger one out, to make him forget what-
ever he brooded upon, but though courteous
in the extreme. he had kept to himself when-
ever allowed to do so.

Upon the night when they are introduced
to the reader, standing upon the vessel’s deck,
as she sails swiftly along over the moon-light-
ed sca. the young man is leaning over the
tafi‘rail, gazing down into the silvery wake,
and lost in painful reverie.

Suddenly he glances up, his eyes falling
out upon the waters astcrn, and clear as a.
bugle note, and startling, came his cry:

“ Sail ho! sail ho!”

“ Whereaway‘?" cried the hardy old skip-
per, springing to his feet from an easy-chair,
where he had been seated conversing with
the gentleman and his pretty daughter.

“ Dead astern, sir, and she‘s an armed
schooner, and in chase," was the terse reply.

“By Neptune! but you are right, young
sir, and she has, been creeping up on us un-
seen.

“ Ho, there, forward! all hands ahoy to
make sail!" shouted the skipper, and the
crew were sent flying aloft.

“ Lively there, you blind sea-dogs, not to
see that schooner.

“ Mr. Bruce, send those lookouts below for
punishment, for their eyes must be opened,”
and turning to the young man, he continued
in a low tone:

“You’ve got a sailor’s voice, sir, and an
eye, too.

“What might be your name, for I've not
heard it though you have been my passenger
for some time.”

” My name is Trevor, sir, Tom Trevor.”

“ Ah! I remember now, it is on the ship’s
books.

“Well, Mr. Trevor, I am glad to know
you.

“ You are a sailor?"

“ Yes, sir.”

" Have trod the quarter-deck, I’ll wa-
ger?"

“ Yes, sir.”

“Now I’ll hand you back your passage-
money if you’ll act as mate for me, for my
first officer is on the sick list.”

“I‘ll aid you with pleasure, sir, and be
glad of something to do.”

“Thank you!

“ Now what do you make of that schoon-
er astern?”

“ Either an American cruiser, sir, or—”

“ Or what?"

u A pirate.”

” You hit my thoughts; but if the latter?”

“ We have to fight for it.”

“ Ypu are my style, Mr. Trevor, and we’ll
do it.

“ What number of crew have you, sir.”

“Thirty, all told, from skipper to cabin.

’1 .

“ And nine male passengers.”

“Yes, making thirty-nine.”

“Not a bad showing; but your guns are
sman‘, so, if he is a pirate, you will have to
make up by trickery what you lack in
stren h.”

“ What can we do?”

“ If you see he is a pirate, pretend to sur-
render, let, him run alangside, and then give
him the full weight of your guns.”

 

“Well said, sir, and we’ll do it; but he
comes on well. "

“He does indeed, sir, so you had better
prepare for him.”

“You take the deck, Mr. Trevor, and I’ll
get In fighters together,” and the captain
went orward, while the crew and passen-
gers were startled to suddenly hear the ring-
(iing voice of the young passenger issuing or-

ers.

The seamen recognized instantly their
master, that they had no land-lubber to deal
with, and they sprung to work with a will.

The ship was now put under every stitch
of canvas that would draw, and went along
at a tremendous pace, for the breeze was
fresh.

But the little schooner astern came along
with all canvas set, and gained steadily.

“ Well, all is ready, Mr. Trevor, for a.
fight, if it must come to it,” said the captain,
coming back and joining his newly appoint-
ed mate.

“ We will have to fight, sir, I am certain,
for that schooner is a pirate without doubt,
for her oows forward are crowded with
men.

” Take this glass and see.”

“A splendid glass you have, Mr. Trevor,
and it shows me just what that fellow is, for
that gang forward are buccaneers."

“Yes, sir.”

“I’ll go into the cabin and get my belt
of arms, and look you up some weapons,
too. ’

“ Thank you, I have my own in my kit;
but you had beat call the male passengers
asige, and explain matters as you deem them
to e.”

“ Right you are, sir, and I will do it ” and
the skipper went about giving a sign to the
male passengers to follow him below.

“ Oh, sir, is that schooner a irate?” and
the young girl came up to where om Trevor
stood and laid her hand gently upon his
arm.

“It is not certain, lady, yet; but we will
be able to beat him off should it be," he re-
sponded.

“Ah me! I fear not, sir, for they are such
desperate men, and merciless."

“ We can but try, lady,” he answered, and,
as he spoke there came a flash from the
schooner’s bows, and a solid shot came
shrieking over the deck of the shi .

“ Go below, lady, please, andp take the
others with you,” said the young sailor,
while out of the cabin came the old skipper,
tlhie passengers at his heels, alarmed by the
3 0t. \

“ No, I will not shrink from a danger that
those who defend us must meet,” was the re-

ly.

“ Still, lady, your presence on deck would
inut unnerve the men, so I pray you go be-
ow.’

“Yes, Eulalie, you must go into the ca-
bin,” said the elderly gentleman.

“And you. father?"

“ Will aid in the defense of the ship—~ha!
there comes another shot," and the gentle-
man drew his daughter down the companion-
wa .

‘yAnd well aimed,” coolly said the new
aunt‘s, as the shot tore its way right above the
co .

“Yes, he is in earnest; but we will hold
on as long as we can,” the skipper re-
plied.

But, as he spoke a third shot came, and
then in rapid succession they followed, cut-
ting the sails, splintering spars and masts,
and wounding several of the crew.

Lufling sharp the schooner fired a. telling
broadside, and the skipper gave the order to
lay the ship to.

It was quick] done, and the schooner bore
down, with evi ent intention to board.

“ He will come up under the ship’s stern,
sir, and he evidently does not believe We
have a un, so We will double-shot them
with canister, and fire our muskets and pis-
tols too, at the moment of boardin , and,
then we can hurl the guns over on his deck
and perhaps sink him.” ,

“ Your plot is a good one, Mr. Trevor, and
if we beat him off, yours is the credit,” said

the skipper, and the arrangements were,
quickly made. the light cannon being.

brought aft by the main strength of the
crew.
» A few minutes more, and, with sails flut-

 

tering, her bows swarming with men, the
schooner came up under the ship’s stern.

“ What ship’s that?" hailed a gruff voice.

“The Vermont! What schooner‘s that?"
returned the skipper.

“The corsair schooner Gold Hunter, and
you are our game.

“Throw us a line!“

“Steady, all!" said Tom Trevor in a low
tone, which was caught by the pirates.

“ Fire 2”

Like a trumpet rung the voice of the youn
mate, and the gun-muzzles were depressed?
the discharges followed, musketry rattled,
and wild shrieks, groans and oaths came
from the schooner’s deck. ~

“Fire again, lads!” came the order. and
once more the guns and muskets flashed and
roared; but a giant form had sprung for—
ward and severed the line with his cutlass,
and the bows of the schooner swung off, just
as the heavy guns were hurled over the stern
of the ship.

Had they fallen upon the sharp bows of
the schooner, they would have torn them off;
but. with a loud plunge they went into the
sea.

“Run for it!” cried the young mate; but
as he spoke the pirates opened fire, for ac—
customed to scenes of carnage, they soon re-
gained their pluck.

Then about the gallant ship sailed the
little schooner, pouring broadside after
broadside upon her, until her decks were
covered with the dead and wounded, and
daubed with blood.

Loud rung out the cries of her crew for
mercy, and at last the carnage ceased, and
the pirates boarding met with no opposition.

CHAPTER XXXIII.
. ADRIFT UPON THE OCEAN.

IT was a small, pitiful group of passengers
that met the eyes of the irate leader, as he
sprung upon the ship’s eck, while those of
the crew who had not been slain or wound—
ed, stood together not far distant, their com-
mander lying dead before them.

“ Who commands this vessel?" cried the
pirate, a tall man with along black beard.

“There lies her captain,” said Tom
Trevor, pointing to the dead skipper.

“ Fool! did he think to heat off a vessel of
the Corsair King's League?

“ Well, he has met his fate, so let it end.

“ You are passengers, I suppose?"

“ Yes, sir,” answered the young man, as—
suming the part of spokesman, while Eulalie
{fangdon and her father stood just behind

an.

“Methinks I saw you with cutlass in hand
and issuin orders. young sir?”

“You id. sir, for I am not so craven as
not to aid in defending a vessel on which I
am a assenger,” was the bold reply.

“ on are plucky at least, and you can 0
with the others, unless you serve with me. ’

"Not to save my life, sir.”

"Ah! your speech ring; but I’ll let you

 

0.

“Your vessel is my prize, and when I
have sacked her, I will set her afire.

“As for the seamen, they must join my
crew in place of those you killed.”

Against this decision there was no alter-
native. and Trevor asked:

"What will you do with the passengers,
Sir Pirate?"

“How many are they?"

“Counting all, eleven, for several were

killed."

“Very well, I’ll put you all in the ship’s
long boat and set you adrift.”

“ Without food or water?"

“ No, on shall have both, and if you ean~
not resell land it is your fault, not mine,"
was the brutal response. .

“ These women and children will die,
through your brutal treatment.”

“ I care not, for into the boat you go."

Pleading was in vain, and half an hour
after the passengers, several of whom were
wounded, were lowered into the long boat.

Some provisions had been thrown in, ears,
0. short mast and seals, with a little bedding,
and the boat was cast off.

Once free of the vessel, Trevor was as
cheerful as though they were in great luck.
and an awning was spread to protect the
women and children forward, and every-

» thing done to make them comfortable.

The water and provisions were moved aft,

 

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the mast was stepped and sail set, and a ‘
canvas curtain was strung across the boat

amidships, giving the women and children a ‘
compartment to themselves. I

The boat was roomy, and stanch, and 1
went along well under her small sail, while
Trevor, the only sailor on board, headed for
the land which was hundreds of miles away. I

Several hours after they had left the ship, ‘
they beheld the bright flames climbing up !
the rigging of the gallant craft, and saw the \
pirate schooner sailing away to go on an-
.other cruise of death.

Daylight came and the heat was intense; 3
but the long boat held on its way, guided by l
the unerring hand upon her helm, and thus
passed the long hours away. 1

Night fell, and with it came a storm, and l
then the poor nnfortunatcs suffered terribly l
in their cramped quarters.

But skillfully through the dangers Trevor l
guided the boat, and another day came. '
Thus the days and nights came and went,
the provisions getting less and less, the water i
:almost gone, and the land yet a long way off, i
the oung sailor was forced to admit. ‘

unger and thirst made the poor wretched 1
men desperate; but Trevor soothed them all
he could, and daily stole forward and gave E
the women and children food. [

The wounded men died, and were thrown
overboard, and then the water and food was
gone, so the young sailor said.

But he watched those who suffered most,
and would sneak into their hands a mouthful
«of food or swallow of water from a flask, for,
had they known he had an left it would in-
;stantly have been devoure .

Mr. Langdon seemed to be wasting away,
‘and his daughter hun over him constantly,
while each night, un or cover of the dark-
ness, he was fed, and she was, by the young
sailor, who starved himself for their sake, as
his sunken eyes, haggard cheeks and trem-
blin hands showed.

“ am going to join your angel mother,
Eullzlilie," said Mr. Langdon one dark, raging
ni t.

. I‘ You will live, and you will reach your
aunt, and live a long and happy life; but I
must go for I am dying of starvation.

“If I had food I could live, I know."

Then to his side came Trevor, his hat half
full of fresh rain water, and he gave the suf-
fering man a good draught, and also handed
to Eulalie a handful of soaked crackers.

Eagerly they partook of the food, while
the maiden said:

“ And yours?”

“ I am strong; I do not need it,” he said.

_But she knew he told a falsehood, and she

d:

“ You need it more than we, for you do all
the work.”

“ I have plenty; I will eat by-and-by,” he
answered, and he sneaked back to his post
at the tiller.

Morning dawned and Eulalie saw that
three more of their number must find a grave
in the sea.

Thus it went on, she and her father liber-
ally fed by ni ht, and others stintingly so,
and fasting and suflering by day.

At last ,not a drop of water, not a. cracker
remained, and the end must come.

“- Sail ho!” shrieked Trevor in a voice that
went far over the waters.

It roused the dyin ones, and then over
the waters they behel a vessel coming to-
ward them.

“ Sail he!” again cried the tyoung sailor,

, and, with a groan his hand ell from the
tiller and he sunk into the bottom of the
boat.

“Oh, God! he is dead! he who has saved
us all," cried Eulalie. ,

“ N 0, he is not dead; but the thread of life
hangs by a slender thread,” said her father.

Soon the good craft came near, and they
were taken on heard, more dead than alive.

But kind hands administered to their
wants, and several days after they were land-
ed at St. Augustine, Florida.

It was, strange t}? say, the point of
destination of Mr. La gdon and his daugh-
ter, and to the home of Eulalie's widowed
aunt, who had sent for her to be as her
dau hter to her, now that her mother was
dea , Trevor was taken, still hovering be-
tween life and death.

De s passed away and Mr. Langdon and
EnlaIie regained their former health, and ten-

 

 

derly watched over the sick sailor, for they I “We both thank our pale-face friend,"
knew all that they owed to him, that he said the old chief, and the youth added:
had worked day and night to save them, and 3 “ Chief Soto and Iron Face do not forget
had given to them his share of food. : their friends."

At last he rallied, for his was an iron con- l Feeling better after his good deed, Trevor
stitution, and he opened his eyes one day and I went on his way back to the mansion. and.
reason shone in them. \ as he saw Eulalie seated in an arbor, he

“ Oh, I am so glad!" said Eulalie, who was said:
seated near, sewing. “I must tell her, and now, for it is tor-

“Miss Langdon,” he said in a faint voice. ! ture to live as I do.”

“ Yes." I Going toward the maiden she greeted him

“ Where am I?” with a smile, and motioned him to a seat be~

" You are in my house, in St. Augustine,  side her.

Florida, for, upon the death of my mother “ Eulalie, I have something to say to you,”
my father brought me here to live with my he said softly.
aunt, who is just the dearest woman in the “And I am willing to hear it, Mr. Tre-

world.” vor.”
“And your father?” “Will you forgive me beforehand for
“Has returned to his business in Balti- what I am going to say?”

more.” ” Rather a strange request, is it not?” and
“ I have been very ill." she smiled archly.
“ Yes.” “ No, for I will need your forgiveness."

“I will do so, Mr. Trevor,” she said,
touched by his manner.

“ Eulalie, had I not overheard something
last night, I would not now tell you what I
do; but do you remember I dropped to sleep
in the hammock ?”

“Yes,” she said, softly.

“ You forgot that I was- there, and you
came out upon the piazza with your aunt,
and I heard all that you told her.”

The maiden‘s face turned crimson, and
she buried it in her hands and burst into
tears.

“I was awakened by the sound of your
voice, and 1 dared not betray myself after I
heard your words.

“ I heard you tell your aunt, Eulalie, that
you loved me.

“ I heard you tell her that you would not
let me go from you, as I had said I must do;
but, if I did not love you, you would teach
me to do so."

“Ah. Mr. Trevorl”

“Enlalie, you do not have to teach me,
for I do love ou—-— 'es, above all the world

CHAPTER XXXIV. I love you, an yet must go from on."
THE sAILOR‘s SECRET. She ad sprung to her feet, a 100 of joy

THE home of the widow Ronald, for such upon her beautiful face; but at his latter
was the name of Eulalie Langdon‘s aunt, words she turned pale and said:
was one of the most delightful residences in “You love me, and yet, must go from
the deli htful old town of St. Augustine. me?"

Mrs. onald had been a Northern girl, “ Yes, Eulalie, and I will tell you why.”
but had married a Southern man, a sea cap- “ Why—oh, why?” she cried, excited y.
tain, who had taken her to St. Augustine to “ Listen to my story, Eulalie, for it seems
live. I did not betray it in my delirium.”

With no children of her own. and awidow, “ No, you kept your lips sealed even in
when she heard of the death of her sister, she your wildest delirium.”
had at once written to have Eulalie come to “ Eulah’e, I am a mam-123d man !”
her, and it was Mr. Langdon’s intention, as She groaned and sunk down upon the
soon as he could close up his business affairs settee.
in Baltimore to return to the far South to end “ Listen, Eulalie, while I tell you all.
his days in calm repose. “I am a sailor, and my family are amoz‘ifi

It was to this lovely home that Tom Trevor the proudest in the land; but yet I wedd
had been taken, and, as he grew in strength a poor little fisher-girl.
and health, Eulalie was his constant com- “ It was in this way, Eulalie: _
panion among the orange groves and flower- “My vessel was caught one day, repair-
gardens. ing damages, off a most dangerous coast, and

One day, some two months after his arri- a storm was coming on, and we would have
val in the home of Mrs. Ronald, Trevor been dashed to wreck and death upon the
was exceedingly blue, and he walked about rocks, had not a pilot come out to us.
the yard, his face full of gloom. “ That pilot was a young girl, and she sav-

Strolling down into the town near the ed the‘ vessel then, while at night she actual-
beach, he came upon a party of drunken 1y mam out to the brig in the face of a storm
sailors worrying an old Indian and his son, t at was about to break, and warned me of
the latter a boy of seventeen. a plot she had overheard of coast-wreckers

Instantly he spoke to the sailors in a tone to seize my vessel, and thus again she saved
of authority and ordered them to desist. in

There was something about the young sail-
or that cowed them, and they obeyed, and
he walked on his way. ‘

' As he returned, he saw them set upon the
two Indians, who were trying to reach their
boat, and begin to beat them unmercifull .

Rushing upon the scene, he dealt b ows
that sent the drunken seamen to earth. and
standing before the two Indians, both of
whom were hurt, he threatened to kill the
man that touched them a sin, and he thrust
his hand into the breast 0 his coat. ’

The men had felt the weight of his hand:
and they retreated, while he led the Indians
with him to the tavern, paid for a good room ‘
for them and sent for a doctor, who soon
bound up their wounds.

“Remain here until you are well, for it
will cost you nothing,” he said to the In-
dians, who he saw were no ordinary men
of the tribe.

“1 am Soto, the Seminole chief.

“ This is Iron Face, my son.

“ How long?"

“Weeks; but you must not talk, for you
are getting well.”

“I wish to recall what has happened.”

“Don’t worry, and I will tell you all.”

“We were attacked by pirates, and in
spite of your courage we were captured, set
adrift, and for days owed our lives to you.

“You starved yourself, gave father and
myself your share of food, and, when you
sighted the vessel that picked us up you be-
came ill and delirious, and we brought you
here, and here you are to remain as long as
you please.

“ Now keep quiet and I’ll give you some

thing to eat and bring my aunt in to see
on."
3 A few more weeks and the young sailor
was himself again; but there seemed upon
his life a deep shadow that he could not
shake ofl’, and one day he said to himself:

“ Yes, I will tell her all and then go far
away ’from here, to become a wanderer once
more. ’

 

e.

“She was very pretty, possessed a pure
character and a noble heart, and was loved
by all the young fishermen near.

“I offered her old for her valuable ser-
vices, but she indignantly refused money,
and, on my next voyage I took her many
handsome presents.

“ Do not think me vain, Eulalie, if I tell
you that I saw that sweet Bessie loved me,
so 1 determined to visit her no more, and
passed her home without doing so on two
voyages.

“Upon another occasion we were becalm-
ed near her cabin on the shore, and I saw a
boat putting out to my vessel.

“ It contained her father, and he told me I
had broken Bessie’s heart by passing her by.
for she had seen my vessel each time, and
recognized it, and he begged me to come
ashore and see her, for she was dying.

“Instantly I went, and I found her almost
a wreck of her former self.

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told me that she loved me, and she begged
me to make her my wife for the short time
she had to live, and make her last days
happy.

“ ‘ Humor the poor child, sir, for it’s little
hindrance she’ll be to you in a few more
weeks.’ urged her mothc r, and her father
pleaded, too.

“ So I yielded, Enlalic; a clergyman was
sent for, and I married poor Bessie, though I
did not love her.

“ I allowed my vessel to go on to port
without me, telling the mate to stop upon his
return, and I tenderly cared for her.

“Oh, Eulalie! you should have seen the
sunshine come back into that poor child’s
life, and instantly she began to improve.

“ When my vessel got back, in three
weeks, she was almost well, and the shadow
of death passed from over her young head.

“That was years ago, Eulalie, and, though
I did all I could to make her happy, I never
loved her, and I sacrificed myself for her.

“It has been six months since I have seen
her, and then I told her that I was going on
a long voyage. ‘ .

“ I little knew then how long It would be,
or what I would pass through.

“ Now, Eulalie, you know my secret, and
you know that I must go from you."

“But, whither?” she asked in a quivering
voice.

“I know not; I care not; only I must

0.”
g “Not now,” she pleaded.

“In a. very few days, and we may never
meet again."

"‘ And that woman—your wife .9"

“Should she die, Eulalie, and I be free,
then I will come back here to see if your
love has been true.”

“ Unto death will it be," was her fervent
response, and she sprung into his arms.

One long embrace, a kiss, and those two
had buried the love they dared not cherish.

Several days after Tom Trevor bade fare-
well to Mrs. Roland and to Eulalie, and with
his little bundle of baggage at his back, all
he had in the world, though he had some
money he had hidden away from the pirates
when the ship was taken, he walked down
to the shore to take passage upon a vessel
running to New Orleans.

As he reached the shore he came face to
face with the two Seminole Indians.

“ Ugh! Soto glad to see his friend.

“ Going away?” asked the chief.

“ Yes, chief, I am trying to hide from my-
self, and care not where I go," was the reek-
less response.

“ Go with me and Iron Face.”

“ Where?"

“ Our camp, our people; we have good
wing-boat, secl" and he pointed to a large sea
canoe, a. bateau, carrying two masts, and
decked over forward.

“By the cross of my religion! but I will
go with you, chief,” was the sudden response
of the young sailor, and he pitched his bun-
dle into the canoe. '

"Soto is glad."

“And Iron Face is glad; like white chief
much.” said the Indians.

“ When do you start?”

“Now; any time." '

“Wait for me,” and going back up into
the town, Trevor made a number of pur-
chases, such as he felt would please his red-
skin friends, and with slaves bearing his
packages he returned to the shore.

“ Here, chief, I am oing to stay, you
see,” he said with a l'eciless laugh, and the
bundles were put on board.

Then the red-skins and their white friend
sprung on board, the canoe was cut loose,
and went skimming along over the waters of
the harbor at a. speed that surprised the
young sailor.

Once out of the harbor the canoe danced
over the waves of the Atlantic, its sha

rovvs turned down the coast toward the
Spot Where dwelt the people of Soto the
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CHAPTER XXXV.
TEE CALM BEFORE THE STORM.

1,1, is sunset upon the Florida coast, and
with the going down of the sun every par-
ticle of wind has died WW

Not a ripple disturbs the glassy surface 0f

 

 

the waters, and the swell rolls landward with
a ,lazy motion, and falls with deep-moaning
sound upon the white beach.

Out upon the waters, a mile off-shore, lies
a vessel becalmed.

As night comes on, and no sign of a breeze
is visible, the rattling of the iron cable shows
that an anchor has been let fall to hold her
from drifting upon the shore.

[t is a schooner, which at a first glance
might be mistaken fora vessel-of-war, for her
battery of guns is in perfect condition, her
deck is clean and white, every rope is in its
place, and there is the appearance of thor~
ough discipline on board.

But a glance at the crew, and one would
see that they are not honest tars.

They are a hard lot, dressed in red and
blue striped shirts, white pants, and black
knit skull-caps, upon the front of which is
embroidered in white a skull and cross bones,
emblematical of their calling of buccaneers.

About their waists are belts, containing a
long knife and pistol, and upon their feet are
low slippers.

Their faces indicate a dozen different na-
tionalities, and more villainous countenances
could not be found among the lost souls in
Hades.

There are racks of arms, from eutlasses
an'd pistols, to boarding-pikes and muskcts,
and stands of solid shot and canister are
about each gun, of which latter there are
two large pivots, one fore, the other aft, and
four small brass howitzers to a. broadside.

Aft a huge man, dressed very much like
his crew, only that he wears shoulder-straps
and a sword, and his black cap has a gold
tassel, reclines in a hammock stretched across
the quarter-deck.

His face is bearded, his hair worn long,
and he looks the villain he is.

Two others, who are also officers, for their
cap tassels are silver, are seated upon the
deck near, playing cards, and a negro lies
asleep by the port bulwark.

The men are scattered from the waist to
the forecastle, and some fift in number, are
engaged in gambling, chatting, smoking or
sleeplng.

There are marks upon the schooner, her
spars and masts, with patches in her sails,
that show she has been in hot action; but
she has the look of a craft that is stench,
fleet, and a dangerous foe.

Upon one side of her, and a mile away,
stretch the almost boundless Everglades of
Florida, their dark-green foliage resenting a
striking contrast to the_ blue 0 the ocean,
lwhisk seems indeed expaneless on the other

an .

With no wind to waft her on her we , the
saucy craft, at whose peak listlessly angs
the black flag of the corsair, must lie idle
upon the waters.

As night comes on, the heavens darken, the
stars are shut out from view, and a drizzling
rain begins to fall which drives all but the
officer of the deck and-the watch below, glad
to escape to shelter.

There is still not a breath of Wind, and the
oflicer seeks shelter on the ice of the high
bulwark, where, seated upon a gun-carria e
he draws his storm cloak about him and ha f
sleeps awa the time.

Forwar the watch of half a. dozen men
are sheltering themselves beneath the fore-

castle, and a sail spread out to protect them,

from the gent] falling rain.

The night 18 so dark. that the darkness
seems tangible, and only a light streaming
from the cabin stern-port relieves the black-
ness of the scene.

On the shore, early in the afternoon a man
had stood, leaning upon a long rifle and
watching the slowly moving schooner, as she
cruised alon the coast.

He carrie in a pouch a small spy— lass
and, as the calm fell upon the sea, an the
schooner remained stationary, he turned it
upon the vessel.

For a long while he looked, and then he
said aloud: -

“No, I am not mistaken, for yonder craft
is the one 1 have reason to remember.

“ Ahl he drops anchor to keep from drift-
ing, and now I will examine the vessel well.”

Standing in the shadow of a tree he again
bent his glass upon the schooner.

e is a man clad in moccasins, and wears
a fancy gilt embroidered cap.
.His face is bronzcd, and yet, in spite of hi

 

garb, the face of Tom Trevor, the young
sailor is recognizable.

llis rillc is a serviceable weapon, as a
string of game at his feet testifies, and he
carries a knife and pistol in his belt.

Having passed half an hour looking at the
schooner, he throws his rifle across his
shoulder, picks up his string of game, and
strides rapidly away into the forest.

Soon he comes to the water, a large ex-
panse, evidently an arm of the sea, or in-
land.

Moorcd to the shore is a canoe, with a sail,
and springing into it, he furls the canvas, as
there is no wind, and seizing a broad-bladed
paddle, sends the light barque swiftly over
the waters.

For several miles he holds on his way, and
then runs into a small cove, the shores of
which rise to a hight of ten feet 01' more
above the surrounding country.

A fine natural park of gigantic trees runs
back from the shore, and scattered about in
it are several hundred rude habitations, the
lepeca of the Indians.

Fully a thousand dusky dwellers of the
forest are seen among the trees, the women
engaged in cooking the cveninnr meal, the
children playino' about here and there, and
the warriors sitting about in groups.

In the upper part of the village are several
tepees larger than the others, and before one
of these sits Soto the Seminole chief.

Ilis eye takes in the village of his people,
the squaws at work, the children at play, the
braves idling, and the sandy beach upon
which are drawn up a hundred or more
crafts, from the small bark canoe, to the
large bateau with three sails.

“ My white brother is welcome.

“ He has killed game,” said Chief Soto, as
Trevor passed through the village and ap-
proachc his tepee.

“Yes, chief, we have a good su per'here,
and there are fish in my canoe; ut I have
come to tell you that I wish to go upon a
trail to-night, and I need half a hundred of
your bravest warriors."

“ Ah! have the pale-faces broken their
word, and do they come to burn m village
and kill my peop e?” cried the old c ief.

“Oh, no, chief; but the winged boat of
wicked robber pale-faces lies off the shore.

” The are the same who nearly took my
life, as have told you, and there is no wind
to fill their sails, so I wish to go and capture
them.

“In the darkness of night we can go in
our light canoes and board the vessel. and I
will enrich you and your tribe with booty. '

” Will. you let your braves go?"

“My white brother is chief here, second

only to me, so let him command his red '

braves, and they will obey.”

“I thank you, chief, and I would have
the Iron Face go.”

“Oh, yes, the son of Soto must be a great
brave.”

“I will find him and then we will‘pick
our braves, for 1 want the sailors of the
tribe.”

“ There are man of my braves who have
sailed far away in ig winged boats."

“ I know it, chief, and they are the ones I
wish, for I have work for them to do.”

So saying, Trevor went through the vil-
lage in earch of the young warrior Iron
Face, and finding him, the two icked out
the braves they needed for the nig t’s work,‘
and, before sunset 9. dozen canoes were as-
sembled upon the village shore, and to man
them were four-score braves, armed and in
full war-paint, for they knew that blood was
to be shed, and they had perfect trust in
their young white chief, for well they knew
how e had saved Soto and his son Iron
Face from death. ‘

CHAPTER XXXVI.
LALLAII'S LOVE.

THE Wigwam, or tepee. of Trevor was not
far from the chief’s camp, and thither the
young sailor went, to prepare himself for
the expedition upon which he intended
starting. r

He knew well its dangers, he was aware
that he was undertaking a desperate thing,
to attempt the seizure of an armed vesse ,
a pirate vessel at that, with a crew of red-
skins.

In his tepee, which was by far the most
comfortable one,in the village, he had a

 

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table, and upon it was writing materials and
a few books. ,r

The walls of the tepee were hung with
various souvenirs, presented him by Indian
maidens, the floor was carpeted with dressed
furs, and his bed consisted of ahammoek,
cleverly swung on one side of the lodge.

A rustic frame upheld a rifle, musket. sev—
cral swords and knives, a belt of pistols and
some ammunition flasks and pouches.

Taking up a quill pen he dipped it into
an ink-horn that hung against the lodge-
pole, and wrote several pages, which he fold-
ed and scaled, placing it under a book on his
table. '

Then. as he finished, a red face peered in
under the skin curtains.

“ Well. Cheo?" said Tom Trevor, recog-
nizing an Indian urchin, a. nephew of Soto,
the chief.

“ \Vhite Chief know big pine on Wild
Flowier Point?” said the red-skin boy.

(A Veg."

“ Lallah there, and wants to see white
chief."

“i will go,“ was the reply, and soon after
Trevor left the tepee.

He wended his way through the village,
and turned into a dense forest.

A walk of a quarter of a mile brought him
to a narrow point of land that jutted out be-
tween two lakes, and which seemed to be a
perfect garden of wild flowers.

Walking along a path that led toward the
point, Trevor soon came to the rendezvous
to which Cheo had directed him.

A huge pine grew on the point, and it was
the favorite trysting-place of Indian lovers.

A canoe was upon the shore near, and
standing by the tree was a young Indian

irl.
g Her face was well featured, her eyes very
bright and full of tenderness, and her lips
were resy. her teeth perfect.

Her hair was black as ink, intertwined
with beads and small sea-shells, and she was
dressed with a grace and elegance that was
uncommon among Indians.

She wore a bodice and skirt of buckskin.
leggings of the same, and moccasins, all
beaded and worked with artistic skill.

About her neck were strings of beads,
necklaces of rare pebbles, and bracelets of
the same were upon her wrists.

At her back was a‘ quiver of arrows and a
bow, while she leant, as she stood watching
and waiting, on a paddle carved with curious
designs.

Her face brightened as she beheld the
white chief coming toward her, and she
stepped forward to meet him, extending her

, hand. while she said:

" Has the pale-face anger in his breast be-
cause Lallah has sent for him?”

" No indeed, Lallah, for am I not your
friend, and could I be angr with the niece
of my friend and father, Chief Soto?"

“ You are going away?” she said abruptly,
speaking in good English, and changing from
the Seminole tongue, which Trevor spoke in-
differently.

“ Yes.’

" Where do you go?”

“To the sea-shore.”

“ Not alone?”

“ No, many warriors go with me.”

“ To battle?”

(d'YeS.Yl

" Do not go.”

"Why?"

The Indian girl looked troubled, and then

aid:

“Lallah dreamed that she saw you
dead.”

“ It was but a dream," he said indifferent-
] .
y“Dreams are warnings from the Great
Spirit.”

“I would be little less if I did die, Lal-
lah.” he said restlessly,

“No, no, do not say so, for your red
eople here would mourn for you, and Lal-
ah‘s heart would break.”

“ Why, Lallah? ’ he said earnestly.

“The Indian girl speaks the truth, White

chief, for she loves you.”

“Ah, Lallah, 1am sorry to hear you say
so, for my heart belongs to a fair girl far
from here, and I have friendship Only for
others."

“ You do not love me?” she said almost in
a whisper.

s

“I love another, one 'of my own people,
Lallah.”

“Why can you not stay here among my
people, for I will love you, and do all I can
to make you forget the pale-face girl?"

“I have stayed here, Lallah. for a long
time; but I am not just to myself to remain

I must go away.”

“ Don‘t leave Lallah,” she pleaded.

“Ah, my poor girl, you must forget me,
and learn to love seine brave of your tribe.

“ You will make your cousin, Iron FaCC, a
good wife, and I am sure that he loves you,
as do many other splendid young warriors of
your people."

“ Lallah has but one heart.”

“Well, give it to other than to me, for I
have no heart to give you in return."

“ Will you do one thing for Lallah?"

“Anything that I can do, gladly I will.”

“ Do not go on this waiutrail to-night."

“I must.”

“ Remember my dream.”

“I cannot heed it.”

“And you will go?"

“I must.”

She drooped her head and remained silent
a moment, and then again turned toward
him.

Her face seemed haggard, so keenly (lid
she suffer; but she held out her hand and
said simply:

“ Good-by.”

“Good-by, Lallah, and cheer up, for on
have a bright life before you, and one ray,
when you become the wife of Iron Face, you
will be queen of your people.”

“ No, no."

“ I will not forget you, Lallah, and I will
brimr you many presents when I come back,
for CI feel that we will be successful to-
night.”

“ Remember the warning dream the Great
Spirit gave to Lallah.”

“ I do not heed it, Lallah.”

turning, she stepped quickly to the shore,
sprung into her canoe, and paddled swiftly
across the lake toward the Indian village.

For a few moments Toni Trevor stood,
t gazing after her, and then, as a misty rain
1 began to fall, and darkness was near at hand,

he turned and retraced his way slowly back
along the pathway through the forest.

Going to the tepee of Chief Soto, he bade
him farewell, and said:

“Under a book in my lod e is a letter,
which I wish you, chief, if am slain to-
night, to take to the lady, at whose house I
was stopping when I met you up in the
town.

“Will you do this for me?”

“ The wish of my brother is as a command
to me,” was the answer.

Then farewells were said, and, in the dark-
ness and rain the canoes left the shore and
t headed across the lake. the red-skin helms-
man. seemingly steering by instinct for a
given point, for the night was black. the
rain was falling steadily, and not a star was
visible above them.

CHAPTER XXXVII.
RED-SKIN TABS.

UPON the shore, and in the shadow of the
trees, though the darkness was great, and
they could not have been seen a few yards off,
the red-skin sailors were assembled.

The rain fell slowly, and the surf came in
with mournful roar, while only the light
gleaming from the stern cabin port of the
schooner, a mile distant, could be seen.

In the inlet beyond the strip of forest-land
the larger boats belonging to the red-skins had
been left, and light canoes had been brought
over and lay upon the beach.

Silent as death, their eyes fixed upon the
distant schooner, unmindful of the rain, the
warriors waited.

Near them stood their white leader, Tom
Trevor, and Iron Face, their chief’s son, was
by his side.

“Let us go,” at last said Trevor, and the
Indians came down to the shore.

The surf was light, their canoes were
launched, and springing into them, they rode
over the breakers out into quieter water.

The first canoes awaited, and others
brought out braves for them until they were
, all grouped together, a dangerous little fleet,
thirteen in number.

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here, leading this aimless, vagabond life, and ’

“Good-by,” she said almost harshly, and.

 

Then Trevor told them their duty, and

thcly moved forward.

he pattering of the falling rain was the
only sound. for the paddles made none, and
the canoes glided forward without a ripple.

As they neared the light out upon the
water that marked the pirate schooner, they
divided in four groups, two paddling around
to approach the vessel on the other side, and
two remaining to attack on this.

In blissful ignorance of their danger, the
pirates crouched under the sheltering canvas
forward, and the officer of the (leek close to
the bulwarks.

Not a sound was heard out upon the sea,
the steady pour of the rain was monotonous,
and the sullen fall of the surf he hardly
heard.

lIe anticipated no danger off that wild
shore, and dreamed only of a coming breeze
that would carry them away to more duds
of death that would bring booty and gold.

Nearer and nearer crept the canoes, and
without a word being heard, they reached
the schooner’s side.

“ At titer/7, Seminoles I”

With yells that went in a wild chorus
far across the waters, the red-skin sailors
sprung upon the deck of the pirate Schooner.

“Fore, aft, and upon either side they
poured, and, as the pirates sprunf.r to their
feet in terror, and rushed in frantic despair
from below decks, the red-skin sailors did
their deadly work.

Shot down, hurled overboard, cut down
with gleaming steel, the pirates were shown
no more mercy than than they had shown
upon many a reddened deck. and the battle
was soon won by the daring sailor braves.

“Hold!”

The cry rung out upon the lips of Tom
Trevor, the firing and clashing of steel ceas—
ed, the cries for mercy ended, and all was
silence.

"Do you surrender?” cried Trevor, ad-
dressing a group of a dozen pirates at bay,
who had been driven to the forecastle where,
though they cried for mercy, they still
fought on with the desperation of despair.

“I do." said the pirate leader, who was
wounded, yet had fought on for life.

“ Down with your weapons, then l"

“ Will we be massacred?”

“ No, I will protect you now.”

“Have you the power to do so from the
red fiends and merciless wretches?" asked
the pirate leader.

“I have; but you are a strange man to
call these red-skins merciless, after the lack
of mercy you have ever shown.”

“ You know me?”

“ I do.”

“Do you pledge yourself that I shall not
be hanged if I surrender?”

“ I make no pledges.”

“ You know what I am ‘2"

I‘Yes.’l .

“What am I?”

“A pirate.”

“ I will surrender, with my men, and stop
bloodshed, if you will make terms with
me.
“I will not." '

“Then, by Heaven! you die!”

As he spoke, the pirate chief sprung for-
ward, a pistol in his hand.

IIis act was wholly unlocked for, by
Trevor, and the pistol was leveled and the
finger on the trigger, so that death seemed
assured.

But. as the outlaw’s finger touched the

trigger a red-skin suddenly bounded between .

the muzzle of the pistol and Trevor, and at
that instant the report came.

In a heap on the deck the red-skin drop-
ped, his life sacrificed to save the white chief,
and at the same instant the cry broke from
the lips of Tom Trevor:

" At them again, my braves!”

With wild yells the Indian warriors again
commenced the fight, and the pirates were
driven before the infuriated braves ii: an on-
slaught that was irresistible.

One by one they fell although many cried
for mercy, and the maddened pirate chief,
wounded, bleeding and savage was driven to

(his last stand, with a few of his followers
about him.

“Beat them back, you dogs, and we may
yet save the schooner!” shouted the hue-
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of this assertion, as they could see that noth-
ing could save them from utter destruction
but the mercy of white chief of the In-
dian sailors.

So, as one man they again cried lustily
for mercy, and to prove their intentions
were honest, many of them threw down
their weapons upon the deck.

“ Do you surrender now, Sir Pirate?”
asked Trevor, waving his braves back.

“There is nothing else that I can do,"
was the sullen reply.

“ Then down With your swords!"

Down upon the deck the weapons were
thrown, irons were brought, and the pirates
were quickly secured. .

“Who are you?“ the leader asked, as he
was carried into the cabin and given into the
hands of his outlaw surgeon.

“ We have met before, Sir Pirate, as you
doubtless recall, for l was one of your many
victims.

“But you are my prisoner now," was the
reply, and with lanterns upon the deck,
Trevor set to work to look after the wounded.

Many of the pirates had been slain, or in
their fright had leaped overboard to perish,
while many more had been wounded.

These were taken below.

Several braves had also fallen, and a score
had received light wounds; but then what
cared they for that, for they were the victors
and victory soothed their sorrows and eased
their hurts.

As Trevor stood a moment gazing over
the dismal scene, he heard a faint voice say:

“ White chief!"

He started, for certainly none of his braves
had ,spoken.

From whence came the sound he knew
not, and he stood perplexed, while, through
his mind flashed the warning of Lallah, from
some unaccountable reason.

“ White chiefl“

Again his name was repeated.

Dld the voice come from above?

Did it come from the sea?

He could not tell, and he glanced up into

l the rigging.

He could see nothing. A couple of battle-
ianterns forward shed a dim light, and there
he saw the forms of his braves caring for the
wounded.

Certainly the voice had not come from
them.

He stepped to the side of the vessel. and
glanced over.

There was nothing there—no one.

Then he felt a light touch upon his leg,
and a ain came the voice: -

“ hito chief l"

Instantly he dropped upon his knees, and
beheld in the shadow of a gun curled up
there, a human form.

“I am dying, white chief.”

“Great God! Lallah, you here?” he cried.

“ Yes."

“ How came you here?” he asked.

“ I came in the canoe with the braves.”

Trevor was startled, and he hardly knew
what to do or say.

“ You are wounded?” _

“Yes, here,” and she placed her hand up-
on her breast.

“Why, Lallah, you. wear the dress of a.

brave, and your face is covered with war-
paint,” he said, as he raised her form to a
sitting posture, and turning her face toward
the battle-lanterns saw that it was streaked
with war-paint.

“ Yes, Lallah came to fight with you.”

“You should not have done this, poor
girl, for you have risked your life, and you
seem badly wounded."

“ You remember Lallah's dream?"

(1‘: Yes, but I am safe and you are wound.
e .'

“ Lallah saved you."

“Great Heaven! you are the one that
sprung before the pirate chief when he fired
upon me?” ‘

“ Yes.”

“Oh, Lallahl” and the strong man could
5,, no more.

H Better that Lallah die for love than live
for sorrow,” she said.

H No, no, no! This should not be! But I
1056 time here when perhaps you can be
saved.

“110, Iron Face, M!”

The Indian youth came bounding to the

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In a few words Trevor told him all that
had occurred and said:

“Now go to the cabin and bring that pi-
rate surgeon here—tho medicine man.”

The youth bounded away, his heart full,
for he loved devotedly lllS pretty cousin,
who was but a year younger than himself,
and whom he had hoped to some day make
his wife.

In a moment he came back, half-dragging
the pirate surgeon with him.

“Save this girl’s life, sir, and I set you
free," said Trevor quickly.

“What girl, senor?”

“This is not a brave. but a oung girl,
who, in disguise, came with us. 't was your
chief who, in aiming at me, shot her, and if
you save her, I will land you at the first port,
a free man, and with ample gold for your
use; so now to work!”

“ Aid me to take her into the cabin," eager-
ly said the surgeon.

Trevor tenderly raised her in hisarms, and
bore her to the cabin, placing her upon a set-
tec.

“Come, Ramirez, go on with dressing my
wounds,“ growled the chief.

“I work for freedom now, not you,” re-
turned the surgeon, ns he began to examine
the extent of the Indian girl's wound.

"You prefer to serve a red-skin to your
chief?”

“Silence, sir! this is an Indian girl, my
friend. and she is sorely wounded, and your
surgeon goes free if he saves her, while you
can wait, for if you bleed to death it would
but save you from the yardarm," sternly
said Trevor.

“ The wound has bled freel , but I do not

believe it will be fatal. Seel have extract-
ed the ball.

“ She will need careful nursing,” said the
surgeon.

“ She shall have it."

“It barel missed entering the heart,

though it di not penetrate very deep, stran e
to say; but if the bleeding is not soon ehec -
ed, 5 re must soon die.”

” Do your best,” and Trevor left the cabin
and joined Iron Face on deck, the boy being
almost crushed with grief.

Sloon the surgeon came on deck and
sin :

“ The bleeding I have stopped, senor, and
the wound is dressed; but she must be kept
very quiet. a

“ I have also looked after the chief’s
wounds, and now will go forward among
the men."

“ Do so," and Trevor led the way, and
the irate surgeon did his duty faithfully:

A ter a while he returned to the cabin to
see how Lallah was getting along, and he
was gone but a moment when he came has-
tily upon deck. .

“ Ah, senor!"

“ Well?” quickly asked the young sailor.

“ Senor, the maiden wished to die. for she
removed the bandages herself, and has bled
to death."

“ Dead 2“

“Yes, senor."

“ Poor girl!

“But you did your duty, Senor Surgeon,
and you can go ashore now, with the wound-
ed braves, and thus make your way to the
nearest town, which they will take you to,
for I shall send the body of the poor girl
home to her people.”

It was a sad blow to Trevor, and a most
bitter one indeed to Iron Face, to feel that
poor Lalluh was dead, while the braves be~
wailcd the fate of the one whom all her peo-
ple so dearly loved.

Getting the dead braves and several of the
worst wounded ones to ether, Trevor placed
them in the canoes, wit 1 Lallah’s body also,
and started shoreward.

The pirate surgeon also went along, with
some little baggage he had, and landing, the
canoes were borne over to the lake-shore.

Here a couple of braves who were but lit-
tle hurt, were placed in charge of the two
canoes bearing their dead and wounded com-
rades, and farewells were spoken as they
slowly paddled away upon the dark waters
on their way back to the Indian village.

Then Trevor. Iron Face, and the others
with him, start d on their way back to the
schooner.

When Trevor and his crew had returned

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once more, the young sailor ordered the an-
chor up.

His red-skin seamen sprung to their work
with a will. and knew their duty; most of
them had been at different times seamen
upon Gulf trading-vessels, while they could
manage their own little vessels with a skill
that was marvelous.

The sails were set, for with the coming of
dawn a breeze was springing up and the
rain had ceased, and the schooner moved up
the coast, heading for an inlet.

Through a deep channel she passed, and
crossing the baylike basin of water, upon the
shores of whicr was the Indian village, the
anchor was let fall just after sunrise not a
cable’s-length from the beach, while wild
was the welcome that Soto and his people
gave the sailor braves.

Turning the wounded over to Soto to carry
up to the town, leagues awa ', and the pris-
oners, except the two men whom he selected,
and the pirate captain, Trevor put the booty
ashore for the use of the Indians, as he had
promised, excepting the iron box of gold and
precious stones, the fruits of many a robbery,
which he found beneath the floor, in an
opening in the cabin.

Bitter were the curses upon him of the
pirate captain, as he saw his treasure dis-
covered, while Trevor gazed in wonder at its
value.

The two men whom he had retained out of
the gang of prisoners were the must intelli~
gent. and honest—lookin g of the lot, and calling
them aside, he said:

“Men, I need a little aid, and I shall take

ou with me, for I go one cruise tosnight, so
it will be to your a vantage to act squarely
with me.

“Are you willing to take the chances of
pardon and serve me?”

“Yes, indeed, sir,” were their responses,
and that night the captured schooner sailed
away from the shores of Florida, with a red-
skin crew upon her decks, and Trevor and
the captain, and Iron Face and the two buc-
caneers as officers, while wounded, and in
irons, the outlaw chief lay in his cabin, a
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CHAPTER XXXVIII.
THE CORSAIR xmo‘s LEAGUE.

THE wounded pirate chief having recover-
ed rapidly, Trevor had him removed the
forward part of the vessel, to be out of his
sight, for the bitter oaths of the wretch.
and his wicked face were by no means pleas-
ant to hear and behold. ‘

Finding the schooner fleet seaworthy, and
in good condition, Trevor had started out
upon a cruise, the nature of which will soon
be developed. ,

He had written a letter to the authorities
at St. Augustine, by Chief Soto, telling
them of his capture, and sending the pris-
oners; but asking them not to make the
affair public until they should hear from
him again, as he had gone upon a s ecial
mission in his rize, with his red all es as
sailors, and be taken the chief as he had
hoped to gain from him certain informa~
tion.

This attempt was fruitless, however, for.

all that the pirate chief would say, was:

“Give me my pardon, set me ashore at I

a oint I will name, and I’ll give you the
in Ormatiou you need.

“Ay, I’ll betray any one of the League;
but not otherwise.”

“I will seek information elsewhere,” re-
turned Trevor, and so he had the chief rc~
moved to quarters forward, and going into
the cabin called to one of the two p rates

actin as mates-to follow him. . .
“It y man, youlare an American?” said
Trevor.
“ Yes, sir, out of Portland.” \

“How is it you came to turn pirate?"

“I was mate of a Kennebec coaster, sir,
got taken by a pirate, was offered a berth,
as he needed men, and I took it, hoping
to get away; but I got my brain turned by
the glitter of gold, and so,I stayed, and
my neck is now in the noose."

“There is one way to get it out.”

“ Well, sir?”

“ What were you on board this schooner?” H

“ Boatswain, sir !"

“You are aware of the haunts of the ‘_

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“ There is but one, sir, and that is among
the Bahamas."

“ How many vessels are there in the
League?"

“ There have been but two until late, sir."

“And now?"
_ “ There have been two more added lately,
srr.”

“Where is their cruising-ground?”

“This schooner, sir, has these waters, and
the West Indies, one of the new vessels is to
be sent to the Caribbean, another from the

Bermuda Islands as far as Long Island'

Sound, and the fourth on the New England
coast.

“They are to meet at the Bahamas on a
given date twice a year, and divide spoils.

“ Now, sir, I have told you what 1 know,
and I hope you will favor me."

“ You have told me the truth, for I have
here the orders of the Corsair Km to your
captain, which he has lately received.”

“ Yes, sir.”

“ ‘Who is this Corsair King?"

“A devil, sir, and no mistake.”

“What is his name?”

" We know him only as Commodore King,
Evil Eye the Buccaneer, and the Corsair
King.”

“You have seen him?"

“ Yes, sir, for we met his vessel at sea ten
days ago."

“Where is he now?”

“On the New England coast, or there is
where he headed for.”

“And the two new vessels?”

“ We expect one southward daily; the one
that is going to the Caribbean sea.”

“And the other?”

“ Is on her station off the New England
coast.”

“All well armed?”

“Yes, sir.”

“ And manned?”

“ They run from fifty to eighty men, sir.”

“ You know these vessels?”

“1 know the King‘s sir: but the captain
has the descriptions of the other two, and the
signals."

“ Do you remember the signals?”

“ No, sir, but my mate, on deck, was
quartermaster, and he does.”

“ Call your mate.”

The pirate obeyed, and the other one en-
tered the cabin, looking extremely nervous.

“ My man, I have just had a. talk with
your shipmate here, and I have asked him
sundry questions.

“These questions I shall now ask you,
and if 'ou answer truthfully, both you and
he shall have full pardon for your crimes,
and share in the prize-money for certain
captures I hope to make.

“ Do you understand?”

“ Yes, sir.”

Trevor then asked in substance the same
questions he had the first pirate, and re-
ceived about the same replies.

“I am convinced that you have told me
the truth, both of you, so now you may be

assured of my protection.

' “But one question more.”

“Yes, sir,” both said.

“ You were quartermaster on this schoon-
er?” and he turned to the second pirate.

“ I was, sir.”

“ And you know the signals between the
Lea ue vessels?"

“ be old ones, sir?"

“ Yes, all.”

“There were changes made since we got
the new vessels, and difierent ones for each
vessel.

“ New. I know well how to signal the
Corsair King’s craft; but I have not practiced
on the others.”

“ You know them?”

“Yes, sir, I have a copy of them.”

“Then go on deck and practice them, for
we must meet the Ruthless bound south
soon.” ~

“ Yes, sir, the captain said we must watch
for her in this latitude, and she‘d bring late
orders from the King.”

“All right, now do your duty and your
pardon and your prize-money are assured,
with a berth on board an honest craft, after-
ward.”

The men were profuse in their thanks, and
went on deck, one of them, at Trevor's re-
quest, asking Iron Face the Indian youth to
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Iron Face was a handsome Indian, straight
as an arrow, and with a remarkably intelli-
gent face.

IIis mother had been awhite woman, a
settlcr’s daughter, who had given up her
people for love of Soto, and to her death the
old chief had made her a good husband,
while she held sway as the queen of the
tribe.

The strong character in the young chief's
face, his stern nature and firmness, had gain-
ed him thc name of Iron Face, and it was
not undeserved, when taken with the red-
skin interpretation of its meaning.

He was a skillful sailor, though not a
navigator. and Trevor had made him his
first ofiicer, which delighted the young In-
dian greatly.

d“ Iron Face,” he said, as the youth enter-
e z

“I have promised these two men pardon,

if they would help me in What I intend to
0.

“Now, sir, in this Corsair League, to
which this schooner belonged, there are four
vessels, and it is in our power, with this one
in our possession, to capture the three.

“We have as brave a crew as ever trod a
deck, and the drilling I am giving the braves
at the guns, are making expert gunners of
them, while for boarding or at close quar-
ters, they have no equals, if we have hard
fighting to do.

“ I am sailing northward, in the endeavor
to capture these other vessels, and I wish
you to explain to your braves that, though
we may be gone for months, perhaps, we
will return with great honor, and they can
make their people rich in booty.

“ N ow are you with me on this sea trail to
the end?” ‘

“Yes, I will go, and where I go my braves
will follow.

“They trust my brother the white chief;
they love him, and they will do as he tells
them, for he has treated them well,” was the
answer.

“ Then, Iron Face, we will now go on the
hunt for the fleet of the Corsair King, and
hemp will be stretched by dead weights be-
fore our cruise has ended,” was the signifi—
cant reply of Tom Trevor.

CHAPTER XXXIX.
THE CRUISE OF THE RED ROVERS.

“ SAIL be!”

An Indian perched aloft had given the cry,
for Tom Trevor had gotten his crew into
good training. ,

The schooner was some leagues 01f Cape
Hatteras, just out of sight of land, and the
sail discovered was about the same distance
from the shore and coming down the coast.

“Ay, ay, I see her,” called back Trevor,
who came on deck at the cry, and taking his
glass he went aloft. '

Turning his gaze upon the strange sail,
which was now rapidly rising above the
horizon, he said:

“ By Father N eptune! but I should know
that craft, and I do; I am disappointed, for
I was in hopes it was the pirate, .bound to
the Caribbean, which we should have met
ere this, if we have not passed her in the
night.

“ I shall give yonder craft a wide berth.

,“ But no, for I can easily keep my dis-
tance, and she will not run after an armed
vessel.

“ I will have a closer look.”

He took another long look through his
glass, and then said:

“ Can it be that she is the pirate, for she is
certainly armed?

“ I remember that the letter of the Corsair
King to the pirate captain, which I have in
the cabin, said he had captured two fine
brigs, which he would devote to free cruis-
ing, and thus enlarge his fleet.

“ Yes, that is the brig I know so well, and
she is armed.

” Now to go below and have Barrett signal
as one of the League vessels.”

Descending to the deck, Trevor was met
by the pirate Barrett, who asked:

“ Is not that the brig Restless, sir, for she
answers the Corsair King’s description?”

“ I think so, though I know yonder vessel
well, and she has been evidently captured by
the Corsair King.

“ Get out your signals and try him.”

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he is well armed, and very fast, as you can
see."

“No, I have no reason to run, for if an
American cruiser, I will signal him, board
and make my report.

“ This schooner is not a pirate now, Bar-
rett.”

“True, sir, I had forgotten, being so used
to running from all vessels with claws.”

Then Barrett ran up his signals, and in-
stantly they were answered by the brig.

“What do you signal, Barrett?”

“ King, sir.”

“ And his answer should be?”

“ .cague.”

“Ah! what next?”

“I’ll run up now, Bahama,”

“And his answer should be what?”

“ Retreat.”

The signals followed as said, and then Bar-
rett remarked:

“One more trial, sir.”

“What do you send up?”

" Booty and beauty.”

“ I see.”

“ And his answer should be:

“ Gold and precious stones.”

“And there it is.

“ That is our man, Barrett.”

“ Yes, sir; there is no mistaking that.”

“Now signal for him to lay to and we’ll
come down and run alongside, as we have a
transfer to make.

“ That will put him off his guard.”

“It will, sir.”

“ The signal was sent up, the answer came
back:

“ All right.”

The brig then lay to, and the Indian braves
crept up to the racks, seized their fire-arms
and knives, and the guns were already load-
ed with canister, double-shotted and ready
to fire.

With the brig lying to, and the schooner
bearing down with a seven-knot breeze, the
advantage was all with the latter, especially
when the crew of the former little dreamed
of danger.

Running down with the wind, it appeared
to be the intention of the schooncr’s captain
to round to after passing astern, and come up
slowly to the brig.

Arriving within a cable’s length of the
brig, the schooner’s bows suddenly swerved
from its course, and loud rung out the order:

“ Fire!“

The little vessel trembled under the dis—
charge of the uns, and the iron hail tore
through the bu warks and rigging of the
brig, reddening the deck and strewing it
with dead and wounded.

“ Let them have the other broadside—
nowl” shouted Trevor, who was at the helm
himself, and he brought the schooner, around
in position to fire, and the second discharge
was truly aimed.

The brig was by far the larger vessel, her
guns were heavier, and she had a large crew;
but so wholly were the pirates taken by sur-
prise, that they became panic-stricken, and
their leader could not get them to their guns.

In the meantime the schooner drew nearer,
and the muskets of the red-skins began to
pick ofi the pirates, while, running astern,
the little vessel raked the brig from stern to
forecastle with her guns, shotted with can~
ister and grape.

It was a fearful ordeal for the pirates, for
their vessel was lying to, their guns could
not be brought to bear upon the moving
schooner, their decks were covered with the
dead and dying, and they were truly getting
paid back 1n their own red coin for their
crimes.

“Do you surrender?” shouted Trevor, as
he bore up toward the brig as though to
board. .

“ To your guns!” yelled the pirate captain,
trying to force his crew to the guns.

“Firel” shouted Trevor, and the bow
pivot sent a charge of gra e into the. brig.
while a volley of musketry ollowed.

Nearer came the schooner, and as Trevor
brought her up into the wind to run along—
side, the pirates shouted in a chorus for
merriy.

“ own into the hold of your vessel, all of
you, or I show no mercy!”

Like bees the pirates swarmed belOW, and
the deck was left to the dying and the dead,
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Upon the deck of the brig sprung the red-
skin tars, and standing by cabin and batch-
way the pirates were called from below, one
by one, and put in irons.

Thus was the brig captured, with hardly
the loss of a man on the schooner, for a few
straggling shots had been fired 1) 'the pirates,
so completely were they stunned by the at-
tack, and the trap in which they had been
caught.

Through his having fired small shot onl ,
Trevor saw that the brig was but very litt 0
damaged, and the rigging and sails were
quickly repaired.

“Barrett, I will send you on board the
brig to navigate her, and the young chief,
Iron Face, will accompany you, while you,
Pontiac. stay with me,” said Trevor, after
all was in readiness to continue on the cruise
northward.

Then after giving a few instructions, Tre-
vor went on board the schooner, and the two
vessels, side by side, headed on their course
for the New England coast.

Two weeks after, one afternoon just be-
fore sunset, the schooner, which was in ad-
vance of the brig, sighted a large vessel, ap-
parently a brig-of-war, lying in among the
islands in Penobscot Bay, on the Maine
coast.

Pontiac signaled quickly, and receiving a
correct answering signal, the schooner held
on into the bay, and the brig following, also
signaled, and the two vessels ran down close
to the anchored vessel, which was discovered
to be undergoing repairs, having evidently
been crippled in action. .

With their guns ready, the two vessels
ranged near the crippled pirate brig, and in
a voice that spread terror on board the out-
law craft. Trevor cried:

“ Sir Pirate, surrender, or we fire!”

A yell broke from the pirates. and in dis-
may they rushed about the deck, some run‘
ning below and others leaping overboard, for
they saw that they were fairly caught, and
in the darkness supposed they had been en-
trapped by American vessels-of—war.

Some of them, however, sprung to their
starboard battery, and opened upon the
schooner, which replied with terrific effect,
and running alongside, Trevor boarded with
his braves, and the combat began.

Coming up on the other side of the an-
chored vessel, the brig threw out her grap-
nels, and Iron Face and Barrett led their
warriors on board, and quickly the fight was
won.

“Now. Barrett, the Corsair King’s craft
alone remains to be taken, and as soon as
this brig is put in a condition to sail, we go
in search of her.

“ Now, I’ll ut you in irons below decks,
and by preten in to be a prisoner, when I
send down the otrer captives, you can find
out just where the Corsair King is, and all
about him."

“I’ll do it, sir, and Pontiac can repair
damages on the brig,” was the reply.

 

CHAPTER XL.
BESSIE.

TAKING his gig he went alone, and landing
at a rocky point jutting out into the bay, he
ascended a path to the Cliff-top above.

A woman stood at the summit, watching
his approach, and behind her some rods dis-
tant, sheltered in 9. inc grove, was a cabin.

It was an humb 6, but a pleasant home,
with indications of comfort hardly expected
to be found in a habitation thus isolated.

The woman was neatly dressed, had a
plain. but kindly face, and had passed the
meridian of life.

“Yes, it is be; but he comes too late,” she

sai .

“ Well, Mother Marsden, I have come
back again, after a long stay,” Trevor said
in adkindly way as be grasped the woman’s
han .

“Would you have come. now that you
have gotten to be a big captain, and com-
mander of war-ships, unless you had been
forced to run into the bay to attack the crip-
pled pirate?" the woman asked in a voice
that was cold, yet not unkind.

“Yes, for I wished to see Bessie and have
a talk with her. ’I’ n

H To see Bessw?

“Yes, Mother Marsden, for why else have
I come?"

 

“ Do you see yonder white stone on the
hill among the pines?" and she grasped his
arm and pointed inland.

“ Yes,” and his voice sunk to a whisper.

“ You will find her there.”

“Dead?”

H Yes."

“ Good God! When did she die?”

“Two months ago.”

d “Tell me of her death, good Mother Mars-
en.”

“ There is little to tell, for she went to the
city to seek you, and heard that you were to
be married to a grand lady.

" So she came back home, faded away day
by day, and died of a broken heart for love
of you.”

“It was false, Mother Marsden, for I had
no idea of doing an act so vile.

“I married your dau rhter because I hoped
to make her happy, an God knows I tried
to do my duty.

“ I refused to marry another, and, not tell-
ing my secret then, until it brought untold
misery u on me. '

“But can never cease to regret poor,
good, loving little Bessie, nor will I forget
that you are her mother, and, with your good
husband, I will take you away from this
rude, solitary life, and make your latter days
at least happy ones.

“ Come, call Captain Peter, and get your
things ready that you desire to take, for you
go with me far from here."

“ N o, my days have been passed here, and
here. let my life end.

“Peter 1s doing well now, for he bought a ,
pilot-boat with the money you gave him, and i'

makes a good living.

“ Bessie was to help him, but she took ill,
and so our boy is coming to aid his father,
and he brings with him a lovely little wife,
who will take Bessie’s place in our hearts.

“It was a mistake, sir, for you to marry
Bessie, for oil and water won’t mix, the
high and the low are not born to marry
each other, and so unhappiness and misery
comes to both.

“You did not love her, but married her
out of sympathy, as she knew, and yonder
piece of stone covers her broken heart.

“You are good, sir, and you will always
find a welcome here, should you be willing
to come and see us, and Bessie‘s grave be-
longs to you, and not to us, for she was your
wife." .

Trevor stood like a statue, his features
stern and cold while the woman talked.

Then he said:

“ I will go to her grave.”

For a long time he remained there alone,
and retracing his we to the cabin, said:

“Good Mother arsden, give this purse
of gold to Captain Peter, and remember
that I will never forget you. Good by.”

Returning to the schooner, he found the
brig ready to sail, and the three vessels
stood together out of the bay, under full
sail, for Barrett had discovered just where
the Corsair King could be found.

 

CHAPTER XLI.
'rnn census KING.
A PLEASANT entertainment was in prog-

ress at the elegant mansion of merchant,‘
Leonard Templeton, for to the earlier scenes ‘

of my story I now return.

There were present a number of guests,
several officers from the fort, half a dozen
naval officers. and some ladies, among the
latter being Miss Ellen Vancouver, the heir-
ess, and her escort was Marvel Shelley, the
profligate that had pretended reform, after
the death of his father at the hands of pi-
rates.

Captain Loyd Chester was there also, and
Captain Lucius Sheldon, the latter having
just returned from a successful voyage in be-
half of merchant Templeton.

The merchant as host, was in a good
humor, and Captain Frank Fanchon, soon
to be married to the beautiful Lucette never
appeared happier, while upon her face had
crept a look of sadness. strange in one who
was to soon become the bride of amen so
much admired as was her lover.

There was one other there. too, dressed in
the uniform of a naval captain.

This was Dudley Burr, the young officer

who had saved Lucette from the tiger.

He was on his way to New York to take
command of a vessel~of~war, and passing
through Boston, he could not refrain from
calling upon the woman he loved.

He had found there a number of guests
he had not dreamed of meeting, but Lucettc
had urged his remaining and he had done so,
though it was misery to him to see there the
man she was to marry.

Suddenly there strode into the room a tall
form, clad in buckskin from head to foot,
and carrying a drawn sword in his hand.

Every one seemed astounded, and Lueette
cried in a thrilling voice, as she bounded for-
ward:

“ Brother Tracey !"

“ Back, Lucotte! Back, all! I am here. to
capture the Corsair King, known as Evil
Eye the Buccaneer.

“ You are my prisoner, sir I”

He sprung toward Captain Fanchon as he
spoke, and his sword-point pressed hard over
the heart of the man be accused.

Deadly pale, but calm, Captain Fanchou
said sternly:

“ There is some mistake here, sir."

“There is none, for I have tracked you,
Sir Pirate. and I proclaim you Evil Eye the
Corsair King." ‘

“ Never!”

“Hold! Move but a finger and I drive
this sword through your heart.

“Back, father, for though I left here with
your curse upon me it has been a blessing to
me, and your Ocean Vagabond has returned
in time to save his loved sister from becom-
ing the bride of the most daring pirate that
sails the seas, and whom you selected for.-

er:

" Hold there, Marvel Shelley, for you can-
not escape! a

“ Show yourselves, Red Rovers!” .

At the commaan the doors and windows
swarmed with Indians, silent, stern, and in
full war-paint.

The ladies shrieked, the men dropped their
hands to their sword-hilts; but Tracey Tem-v
pleton continued:

” That man. Marvel Shelley, arranged with
this Pirate King to kill his old father and
suck his home, so arrest him for I have the
proofs!”

! Quivering with fear, the guilty mun sunk
1 into a chair, while two braves entered and
i took ositions on either side of him.

“ his man, Fanchon, is no trader, but a

irate, and be it was who captured the brig
! ucette. forging my name to a letter he
i wrote to Lucius Sheldon, to make all be—
lieve I had run off with the craft.

“ He it was who cut out vessel after vessel,
! for he had his schooner full of men, and sent

them on their mission in a manner that was
‘ most marvelous for strategy and daring.

“Under the guise of an honest man e has:
acted, deceiving all, driving you, Chester,
almost mad by his mysterious successes, and: »
at the same time equipping a fleet for piracy.

“That fleet Ihave possession of, and the
vessels all are anchored off-shore here now,
for I took his schooner at her anchorage an
hour ago.

“Your brig, father, your brig, Captain
Burr, the Restless, and the schooner Gold
Hunter, I have in my possession, and with
them many a pirate prisoner that will be
hanged.

"I have saved you, my sister, from be-
coming a pirate‘s bride; I have saved you,
Miss Vancouver, from being made a mur
derer's wife, and. with the Corsair King my
captive, his vessels and his crew in my hands, ,
I am content.

“ Rovers, seize that man!"

At the command, Iron Face entered with
two braves, and glided toward Fanchon, but
quick as a flash he drove a knife to his heart,
and, as he sunk to the floor, he said:

5 “ I am Evil Eye, the Corsair King; but I.

‘ saw and loved you, Lucette, and, as soon as

l I had boarded up riches enough to enable me V
to live indeed like a king, I meant to give-up

, the sea and become an honest manghvrng

‘ for you alone. _

“Your brother foiled me, and this is the

end.

i “ So be it; but I save my head from the

! han man’s noose.

l “ ucette, farewell!"

_ Without another word, he fell back into
the arms of the two braves, and in a moment

more he was dead.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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CHAPTER XLII.
CONCLUSION.

BITTERLY repentant of his sin toward his
son, when he knew that he was married. yet
wished to keep the secret from all, Mr. Tem-
pleton humbly begged his forgiveness. Most
freely did Tracey grant it, and having no-
cumulated, b his prize money, a fortune,
the young sal or fitted up the pirate schooner
Restless, as his yacht, and,with Lucius Shel-
don as her captain, and his father and sister
as passengers, set sail for Florida, his braves
being his crew.

He ran into the harbor of St. Augustine,
one pleasant evening, about sunset, and ac-
companied by his father and sister, walked
out to the home of Mrs. Ronald.

Eulalie Langdon sat upon the piazza, read-
ing a long letter from her father, which was
full of the capture of the pirate fleet, by
Tracey Templeton, who had been driven
from home to become an ocean vagabond.

Looking up she saw Tracey, and sprung
toward him; but wide opened her eyes when
she was presented to his father and sister,
and she discovered who it was that had sailed
under the name of Tom Trevor.

Down to the Indian village sailed the
schooner, a white crew shipped in St.
Augustine on board, to relieve the Indian
braves, and right happy was old Soto and
his people to welcome them back, and the
booty that the young sailor brought with
him certainly gladdened the hearts of all.

After a visit to the grave of poor Lallah,
who had lost her life for love of him. Trevor
returned on board the schooner which at once
started upon her voyage back to Boston,
Eulalie going as Trevor’s wife, and upon the
arrival in port, they found that Marvel Shel-
le had taken his own life in jail, and that
Ellen Vancouver was engaged to Loyd Ches-
mm

After months had passed away. there was
a grand double wedding at Seaside Tem le,
for Lucette was married to Captain Du ley
Burr, and Ellen Vancouver, at the earnest
ur ing of all, was married at the same time
to oyd Chester, Lucius Sheldon serving as
“ best man ” for each couple.

As many of the pirates swore that they
had been captured by the Corsair King, and
forced to serve on his vessels, they were par-
doned; but the leaders were taken to Hang-
man’s Island and executed, thus ending the
last scenes of the Evil Eve and his daring
buccaneers.

Among the papers of the Corsair King,
was found that which showed how he had
come into possession of the jewel necklace,
which he had first presented to Lucette, and
the merchant had recognized.

Poor Geraldine had been his captive, and
she had died of a broken heart, when left at
his island retreat. for she had become his
wife, little dreaming that he was a corsair.
He had deceived her as he had others.

With his son’s riches far surpassing his
own, Leonard Templeton seemed never to
cease repining that he had bestowed upon
him his curse and driven him from his home,
and, as his mind wandered in later years, he
was continually talking of Lucette’s pirate
lover, and his noble boy who had become
an ocean wanderer at his command.

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203 THE BOY PARDs. Jos. E. Badger. Jr . . . . . . . . . .
204 GOLD PLUME. B Col. Prentiss Ingraham 
205 DEADwooD DICK 5 Doom. By E. L. Wheeler.
206 DARK PAUL, THE TIGER KING. B C. Morris.
20? NAVAJO NICK. By T. C. Hnrbaug .. ..  ..
208 THE BOY HERCULEs. Bv Oll Coomes..... ..
209 FRITZ. TEE BOUND-BOY ETECTIVE. Wheeler.
210 FARO FRANK OF HIGH PEN By W. R. lgyster...
211 CROOKED CALE. By JOE. E. Edger. r . . . . ..
212 DASHING DAVE. By Charles Morris. .. .. ..
213 FRITz To THE FRONT. By E. L. Wheeler.....
214 WOLFGANG. By Ca 1:. Frederick Whittaker..
215 CAPTAIN BULLET. y T. C. Harbaugh . . . . ..
216 BIsoN BILL. By Col. Prentiss In aham .... ..
217 CAPTAIN CRACK-SHOT. By E. L. heeler.. .
218 TIGER TOM. B on Coomes . ..  ..
219 DESPARD, THE UELIsT. By Philip S. Warne.
220 Tom TANNER. By Charles orrls . . . . . . . . . . ..
221 SUGAR-COATED SAM. By Edward L Wheeler.
222 GRIT, THE BRAVO SPORT. B Col. Ingraham.
223 OzARK ALF. ByEdwardWllett  ..
224 DAsEING DICK. By 011 Coomes . . . . . . . . .. ..
225 SAN CnAncoAL, TEE PREEIUII DAEKY. By
CharlesMon-is..   . . . . . . . . . . ..
226 SNooan. TEE BOY SHARP. By E. L. Wheeler.

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227 DUSKY DARREL. TRAPPER. By E. Emerson... be
228 LITTLE WILDFTRE. B 011 Coomes . . . . . . . . . .. be
229 CRIMSON KATE. By 01. Prentiss In aham.. be
230 THE YANKEE RAJAH. ByIC. D. Clar .. bc
2‘31 PLUCKY PHIL. By T. C. arbaugh. . be
232 GOLD-DUST DICK. By E. L. Wheeler.. .. . .. be
283 JOE BUCK or ANGELS. By Albert W. Aiken. be
214 BENITO, THE YOUNG HORSE-BREAKER. By
BuckskinSam. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  
285 SHADOW SAN. TEE MEssENGER BOY By '
Charles Morris... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. be

286 APOLID BILL. By Edward L. Wheeler... .. .
237 LONE STAR, TEE COWBOY CAPTAIN. By Col.
Prentiss Ingraham . . . . . . . . .  . . . . . . . . . . . . .. be
238 THE PARsoN DETECTIVE. B, 011 Coomes .. be
289 TEE GOLD-SEEKER GUIDE. y Mayne Reid... be

240 CYCLONE KIT. By Edward L. Wheeler.. .. .. be
241 BILL BRAVO AND Hrs BEAR PARDs. By'l‘. C.
Harbaugh........... .  . . . . . . . . ..
212 THE Two ‘BIoons.’ By Charles Morris.‘  be
243 THE DIsGUIsED GUIDE. By 011 Coomes.  be

244 SIERRA SAM, TEE FRONTIER FERRET. By Ed- bc
wardL.Whee1er  .. .   .. c
as MERLE, THE MIDDY. B Prentiss Ingraham. be
246 GIANT GEORGE. 'By Buc skin Sam . . . . . . . .. be
247 OLD GRIZZLY AND HE: PETS. By Captain

   

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248 SIERRA SAE's SECRET. By E. L. Wheeler . be
249 MILO ROIIER. ByCaptain Fred.Whittaker... be
250 MIDsHIPMAN MUTINEER. by Col. P. Ingraham. be
251 LIGHT-HOUSE LIGE. B J. F. C. Adams ..... .. be
252 DICK DAsEAWAY. By arles Morris ...... .. be
253 SIERRA SAE’s PARD. B E. L. Wheeler...... be
254 TEE HALE BLOOD. By dward S. Ellis.  .. be
255 CAI>TAIN APOLLO. By T. C. Harbaugh...  be
256 YOUNG KENTUCK.‘ By Captain Mark Wilton.. be
257 THE LosT HUNTERs. By J. F. 0. Adams... .. be
258 SIERRA, SAE‘s SEVEN. BEE. L. Wheeler.
259 THE GOLDEN HARPOON. Roger Starbuck. be
260 DARE-DE.er DAN. By 011 comes . . . . . . . . . . .. be
261 FERGUS FEARNAUGET. lay George L. Aiken.. be
262 TEE YOUNG SLEUTns. y Charles Morris. .. be
263 DEADWOOD DICK‘s DIVIDE. By E. L. Wheeler. be
264 THE FLOATING FEATHER. By COLIngr-abam. be
265 TEE TIGER TANER. By Capt. F. Whittaker.. be
266 KILLB’AR. THE GUIDE. By Enmgn Charles

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267 THE BUCKsKIN DETECTIVE. By Harbaugh.. .. be
268 DEADwoon DICK‘s DEATH TRAIL. By Ed-

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289 THE GOLD SHIP. By Col. Prentiss In sham. 5c
270 BLIzEARD BEN. By Ca tain Mark W ton. . .. be
271 TEE HUGE HUNTER. v Edward S. Ellis 50
272 MmKsKIN MIKE. B 011 Coomes... . be
273 JUMBO JOE. By E ward L. Wheeler. .5C
274 JOLLY JIM. By Charles Morris .. 50

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46 Glass Eye, the Great Shot ot’the West.

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52 The White Bu alo.
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68 The Shadow ship.
in; ’ll‘he Red Brotherhood.

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The Border Robin Hood.
Gold Ride the Shs hunter.

By Captain J. F. C. Adams.
By E. L. Wheeler.
By Colonel Prentiss Ingrahsm.
By W. J. Hauliilou.
By T. C. Harhaugh.
By_Joseph E. Badger, Jr.
or, A Life {or a Life. B W. J. Hamilton.
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By Buil'nlo Bill.
By Edwsrd L. Whealsr.
Dill Zin’l Cabin. stptsln J. F. C. Admits.
Delaware Dick, the null Ranger Spy., By 011 Coolnn.
ad 'l‘om Western ha cxan Bonner. By W. J. Hslniltoa.
Deck. By Edwsrd L. Wheslsr.
Coomrs.
B Colonel Prentiss Innhrun.
By Albert W. Aiken.

By Captain Mayne Reid.
By Albert W. Aiken.
By Edward L. Wheeler.

nod-Hawk. By '1‘. C. Herb-ugh.
tulle, the Boy Ranger. By Oll Coonles.
113'], the Girl Miner. By Edward L. Wheeler.

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land Rot-Ir, the Man from Texas. By G. Waldo Brown.
and Pirates. By Ca tnilt Ms no Reid.
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By John J. Marshall.
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oek ilarkaway in New York. Bracebt'idgs Hemyng.
)iek Dead-Eye. By Colonel Prentiss ingraham.
l‘he Lion oi‘the Sea. By Colonel Delle Sara.
[Deadwood Dick’s Device. By Edward L. Wheeler.
llid Rube, the Hunter. lily Captain H. Holmes.
Old Frosty, the Guide. y T. C. Harbaugh.
line-Eyed Sim. B James L. Bowen.
During Davy, the oung Bear-Killer. By H. St. George.
Deadwood Dink as Detective. By E. L. Wheeler.
he Blat- k Steed ofthe Prairies. By J. L. Bowen.
-evli. By Colonel Prentiss lngraham.
c Mad Hunter. By Burton Sue
aek lloylo the Young Speculator. By if. L. Wheeler.
he Black Schooner. By Reg" Starbuck.
e Mad Miner. By Georg aldo Browne.
9 llnssar Ca tnin. By Col. Prentiss Iagrsham.
t-Edged Die . By Edward L. hosisr.
lll Bolsters the Boy Dutective. By Charles Morris.
Mustang Sam or, The King of the Plains. By J. E. Badger.
The Branded land. By Frank Dumont.
Cinnamon Chip, the Girl Sport. By E. L. Wheeler.
ll Hardy, the Buss Buy. By Charles Morris.
to N ustangor. By T. C. Harh‘ugh.
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6 Pica line Pete. By Charles Morris.

Wu .Fire, the Boss 9! the Road. B Frank Dumont.
'onnir Privateer. By H. aveudlsh.

By Edward L. Wheeler.
Detective Dick. By Charles Morris.

The Golden "and. By Gsorga Waldo Browns.

The Hunted llunter. By Edward 5. Ellis.

Boss Bob the King oithc Boolhlscka By E. L. Whaclsr,
Sure Shot Seth. By Oil Conmes.

Captain Paul. By C. Dunning Clark.

Night-Hawk Kit. By Jess h E. Badgsr, Jr.

The “e1 less "and. B twain Mayne Reid.
Blonde ill. By Edwar L. hselsr.

udge .yneh Jr. By 1‘. C. Harbsugh.

Isle Blazes. By Frsnlt Dunlont.

olld Sam, the Boy Road-Agent. By Ed. L. Wheeler.

andsome larry. 13/ Chsrlas Msrrls.

rear-Face San]. By ll Coomes.

Dainty Lance, the Bo Sport. B Joseph E. Badger, Jr.

Daptuin Ferret. the ew York stactivo. By thelsr.
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Black Rena, Will Wildflre‘s Racer. y Charles Morris.

anie Kit, the Be Damon. By 011 Coomss.

The Sword llua rs. By Car t. Frederick Whittaker.

Gofl'l‘rl er, the 5?". By . C. Harbauzh.

De woo lek of eadwood. By B. L. Wheeler.

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Fran of Colorado. Br Bnfl'alo Bill.

.o-i‘. Contain. By Captain Frederick Whittaker.

0 “lack Giant. By Joseph ii. Badger, Jr.

at York Nell. By Edward L. Wheeler.

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iekoI-y Harry. By Harry St. Georgs.

Asa Scott, the Steamboat Boy. Edward Willoii-

Deadly Dash. By Joseph 13- Ba yer, Jr.

Tornado Tom. By T. C. Harbsuuh.

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72 Thunderbolt. 'l om. By liurry St. George.
78 Daud Rock‘s Rival. By George Waldo Browne.
74 Bob oeketi. the Buy Dodger. By Charles Morris.
75 Captain Arizona. By Philip S. \‘i‘arnr.
76 The Do Runaway. By Lieutenant ll. D l‘urry, U.S.N'.
7? Nohhy .‘lek of Nevada. By Edward L. Wheeler.
T3 old solltary. the Hermit Trapper. By 01] Cutout-s.
7!? Bth Roekett. the Bank iiullnt-r. By Cimrle Morl- .
no The Sea Trailer. My Lieutenant ll. 1). Porn , l
31 Wild Frank of Montana. By Eduard ll. Wll .
8! Little ilurrit-uuo. the liuy (‘a mile. liy ull Coon-es.
Hi! The llltlden "and. By Char re Min-m.

8:1 The Boy Trailers. By Joseph E. Badger. Jr.

his", Evil Eye, King of the Cattle Thieves. By Frank Dumont.
lid Cool Desmond. lly Colonel Della \‘nru.

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HR Ned Temple, tile Border llny. By T. C. liarhuugil. (
H9 "ob Roekett, the Crurltalnan. By Charles Morris.

90 Dand Dnrke. By William R. Eyster.

91 Dufl'u 0 Billy, the Boy liullwhnuker. By Capt. A. B. Taylor.

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92 Captain Kit, the Will-o’-tlle-Wis ). By Liteut. Perry.
Road-Agent. By 1’ lilip S. \i'arne.

194 Buffalo I Bet. By Captain Taylor.
195 Deadwood Dlek’s Dream. By Edward L. Wheeler.
19“ shadowed. By Charles Morris.
197 Little Grit, tile “'iill Rider. By Col. Preuties Itiqrailam.
1i)! Arkaanaw, the Man with the Ru , By '1‘. C. Harbnugh.
iii!) Featherweight. By Edward Willett.
200 The Boy Dedoulns. By Capt. Frederer Whittaker.
201 The Black llilln Jezebel. By Edward L. Wheeler.
202 Pro» ect Pete. ur the iluy Brigade. iiy Oil Cuomee.
208 The luv l’arlis. By Jnxcph E. Badger. Jr.
204 Gold Plume. the Buy Bandit. By cm. Prentiss lnrrnhnm.
205 Deadwood Dick’s Doom. By Edward L. Wheeler.
206 Dark Paul, the Tiger King. By Charles Morris.
207 Nov 0 vak. the Boy Gold Hunter. By T. C. lisrbnugh.
203 The l 03' llerenlea. By (ill Gnomes.
209 Fritz. the Bhundviioy Deteniive. By Edward L. Wheeler.

0 Faro Frank of "11811 Pine. By “'llliunl R. Eyeter.
211 Crooked Cale. By oseph E. Barium, Jr.
212 Dashing Dave, the Dandy Detective. By Charles Morris.
9318 Fritz to the Front. By Edward L. Wheeler,

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215 Captain tllet. the Raider King. By .. llarhaugh.
21“ Hilton Illll, the Prince oi the Reins. liy Col. 1’. ingrahaln.
Captain Crack-Shot. By Edward L. “'ilsvler.
218 Tiger Tom. the Texan Terror. By Oil Canines.
219 Dennard, the Duelist. By Philip S. Warne.

20 Tom Tanner, Sr-alawng and Scapegrare. By Chas. Morris.
221 Sugar-Coated Sam. By Edward L. Whee er.
82% if“, the Bravo Sport. By Col Prentiss lngraham.
223 Juark Ali'. King ofihr- Mountain. By Edward Wiliett.
294 Bashing Diek. By Oll Col-mes.
5am Chm-eon]. the Premium Dnrky. By Charles Morris.
snoozer, the Buy Sharp. By Edward L. Wheeler.
Dinky Darrell, Trapper. By E. Emerson.
Little Wildfire. By Oll Coomss.
Crimson Kate. By Colonel Prentiss lnrrahsm.
The Yankee “Brill. B C. Dunuiul Clark.
Pluck Phil. "it in Moon In Trail. By . C. liuhsugh.
lio - not lek. By Edward L. When er.
Joe Black ofAu ell. By Albert W. Aiken.
liid Rooksy’s “ 0 cos. Bv Buckskin Sam.

sins, ths manger ny. By Charles Morris.

By Edward L. Wheeler.
Lone Star, the Cowboy Captain. By Col. Ingruuum.
The Parson Detective. Bv 011 Coomes.
The Gold-seeker Guide. By Captain Mayne Reid.
0 clone Kit. By Edward L. Whoa or.
B ll Bravo and ills Bear Yards. By 1'. C. Harbsugh.
The Two “ Blood-I.” By Charles Morris.
The Disguised Guide. By Oil Coomes.
' Sierra Bum. By Edward L. Wheelsr.
Merle, the Mlddy. By (‘ulonel Prentiss lngrsham
iant George. By iillt‘ skin Sam.
id Grizzly and Ilia Pots. By Capt." Bruin ” Adams.
erra Sara’s Heeret. B ~ Edward L. Wheeler. -
. ilo Romer, the Animal ing. B Capt. Fred. Whittaker.
he Midshipman Mutineer. y Col. P. lngrahlun.
ght-house Lige. By ('ltptuln J. E. C. Adsms.
lek Dashawn . By Charles Morris.
erra Sam’s ard. By Edward L. Wheeler.
he Half-Blood. By Edward 5. Ellis.
Captain Apollo. B; T. C. Harhaugll.
Young Kentuek. y Ca taln Mark Wilton.
The Lost Hunters. By
E-ierra Sam's Seven. 5'
The Golden ilarpoon. B Roger Storauck.
hare-Devil Dan. By Oil names.
‘er us Fearuaugtl'tt. By George L Aiken.
‘he oun Sleut a. By Charles Moms.
’eadwood )iek's Divide. BuEdward L. Wheeler.
‘he Floating Feather. By oi. P. lnurnham.
’ ‘he Tiger Tamer. By Cu lain Fred. Whittohoh
Killh’nr, the Guide. By align arren.
The Buckskin Detective. By T. C. Hsrhauzh.
Deadwood Dick’s Death Troll. By E. L. Wheeler.
The Gold Ship. By Col. Prentiss luzrshsm.
Blizzard non. By Cs taln Mark Wlliull.
The Huge lluuter. v Edward s. Ellis.
Mlukskia Mike. By 011 Coomss.
Jumbo Joe. By Edward L. tholsr.
Jolly Jim. By Charlr-s Morris.
Arizona Jack. By Buckskin Sam.
6 Merle Monte'a Crulse. By Colonel Prentiss inrrshsln.
Deliver Doll. By Edward L. Wheeler.
R The Three Tragpers. By hluior Lewis W. Carson.
9 01d “’ineh, the itle King By T. C. Harhaugh.
0 L erle Monte'u Fate. y Col. Prentiss in sham.
Denver Doll’l Vietory. Bv Edward L. healer.
a The Ty o Detective. Bl' Edward wmett
ndiau oe. By Major Lewis W. Carson.
l‘he Son Marauder. By Colonel Prsatlu inzrshsm.
"Denver Doll‘s Decoy. By Edward L. Wheeler.
Josh. the Boy Tell erfaot. By Capt. Mark Wilton.
llllly Blue-Eyes. By Colonel Prentiss lazrnhsrn.
By Captain .1. F. C. Adams.
By Charles Morris.
Little Foxfire. By 01! Gnomes.
9i Turk, the Ferret. By Edward L. Wheeler.
flour-ho Pedro. Bv Msjnr E. L. St. Vrnln.
{ed Claw, the Ono- yeti Trs per. By Captain Comatock.
)yuumito Dan. By T. C. srhnugh.
Fearless Phil. By Edward Willstt.
Denver Doll's Drift. By Edward L. Wheeler.
‘he Tarantula of Tans. By Buckskin Ssm.
’"he Water-Hound. By Chsrles Morris.
it No. ‘l. the Dashing Toll-Taker. By Edward L. wheel".
the Sky Demon. B On Gnomes. ‘
Luadville Nick. By iaior E. L. St. Vrsln.
The Mountain Detective. iiy 1'. C. Harhnugh.
’Liza Jane, the Girl Miner. By E. L. Whrelrr.
The Dead Si ct Dandy. By Colonel Prentiss lngrsham
"Dashaway. of Dakota. By Chnrlrl Morris.
Week-Tie Ned. Bt- Mnior H. B. Stoddard.
The Strange Pas-d. By Buckskin Sam.
Keno Kit. the Boy Bugler’s Pard. By Col. P. Ingrahaln.
‘ieadwood Dick’s ig Deal. By E. L. Whesler.
’l‘he Bari-anon We 1'. Bygone h E. Badger, Jr.
The Roving Sport. By war Wlllatt.
Redtop Raise, the Vigilante Prince. By Maj. ILL. St. Vrsln.
Cimarron .1 rich. By Frederick Dewe .
14 The Mysterious Marand r. By oi. P. lngrshals.
15 Ned, the Cabin Bo . By Jack Farragut.
16 Old lininge, Trump and of Arisnna. B T. C. Harbsugh.
l7 Peacock etc. By Lieutenant Alfred orne.
8 Ker-whoop, Ker-whoa! By Buckskin Sam.

819 The Black Rider. By Jouph E. Badger, Jr.

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Bill Deadwood Diek‘tl Dozen. By Edward L. Wheeler.

3222 Noam, the Detective. By Edward William.

323 Ark laek. By Harry Hazard.

824 llal dy, the Hotel Boy Detective. By Lna Morris.

32:: lit-i ey, lllekey sh Company, the Sleuths of Philadelphia.
liy Edward ... Wheeler.

826 The Tea l’ards; or, The Terror of Take-Notice. By T. C.
llarlntllgil.

32‘? Creeping Cut, the Caddo. By Buyltsltht Slim-

3598 The Sky Detectives. liy Major lillcltey Free.

29 Red-Sk ll ‘out. By Harrv Hazard.

30 Little nick-Shot. By Edward L. Vthelur.

31 illnek iek, the Demon Rider. By Capt. Fred. Whittaker.

82 Frlo Fred. By Buckskin Sum.

38 lirlmutoue Bolt, and Ilia Lightning “one Quar-

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84 Km. “run Kit; .The Mysterious Miner. By E. L. “'hoslsr.
 (lid Double Fist.

1?, Jose h E. Badger, Jr.

lllg Business. By T. ,. liar auuh.

W. J. Hamilton.

Bill A Tough Boy. By Philip S. Wnrne.

B!) Kangaroo kit's Racket. By Edward L. \Vheeler.

240 Clip. the Conturtlonint. By Edward Willett.

~11 Tony Thorne, the Vagabond Detective. By Charles Morris.

42 The Mountain Devil. By Hurry Hazard.

48 Manhattan Mike. By Edward L. Wheeler.

114 Thtl Fighting Trio. By BHCltlkln Still.

45 l’ltilems Mutt. By ’1‘. C. Hurlmulzh.

46 Rapier Ra haul. B, Major li.ll. Stoddard.

4? Deadwood )lek’s Dueuts. By Edward L. Wheeler.

43 Fire-"eels: or, 01.1 skinillnt the Death-Shadow. By
iloxr-r Slrtrhuck.

849 \Vild Woli’. the “'neo. By Buckskin Sam.

350 Red Ralph. the River Rover. lly iNt-d Buntline.

51 Deadwood Dlek Sentenced. By Edward L. “'heolor.

62 Tooth-tone Tons. By Muj. E. L. St. Vrnln. .

58 The Reporter-Detective. By Charles Morris.

54 Big Horn Ike the “ill Tramp. By Roger Starbuck.

l 55 The is'iug oi the Woods; or, Hamel unoae’. Last lrsil.

By Joseph E. Badger. Jr.

1 56 Cool h‘am and Ford. BY T- 0- l’larhmlzh.

5’? The Ranch Raiders. By Buckskin Sam.
58 First-Class Fred, the Gent irom Gopher. By E. L. Wheeler.
59 1”":anth Have, the Young Wrestlsr Champion. By Maj. E.

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880 Silver-Mask. the Man of Mystery. By J. C. Cowdrlck.

  

    

 

861 The Phantom Lighthouse. Roger Starlmck.

862 Deadwood Diek’a Claim. B dwurd 1.. Wheeler.

868 Little Tornado. By Philip 5. am».

88-1 Pinup-Shot, the 11on Rangfir. By Buckskin Sam.

865 Baltimore Bea. y A. P. orrls.

366 VelvetFoot, the Indian Detective. By '1’. C. Hurhsugh.
867 W hie-Awake Joe. By Charles Morris.

86" Yreka Jim, the Gold-Gatherer. By E. L. Wheeler.
869 flhnsta. the Gold King. By J. C. Cowdrich.

8’30 Breaker lieu. the Reef-Runner. By Racer Starhurk.
8’21 Kintrbolt Chris. the Young Hard-Shell Detective.
B‘y Maj. E. L. St. Vruin. .

7” \ rekn Jim's Prize. By Edward L. “healer.

73 Little dingo: or. the Queer l’urd. By Philip S. Warns.
74 Gold-Dust Tom. By George ll..l\i»rsa.

71$ Chiota. the Creek. By Buckskin Sam.

76 California Joe's Flrnt Trail. By Capt. F. “'iliitaker.
I"? Boaodolg the Boy Rover. By Cul» Prentirs Ingrltilam.
78 Nabob lam. By Edward L. Wheeler. .

79 Larry. the Leveier. By Charles Morris,

80 Avalanche All’. By lilaLnr E. L. St. Vrain.

81 Bandera Bill; or,l«rio l-ranlr to the Front. By Buckskin

Sam.

82 Cool Kit. i-bi! King of Kids By Edward L. Wheeler.
83 The Indian Pilot. By . Prentiss Ingrnham.
84 “Willa-King Joe the Boy Rancher". By Oil Cootnes.
85 Yreka Jim s Jo War. By Edward 1.. Wheeler.
86 Captain Cutlass, the Ocean Spirit-r. By T. C. linrbaugh
837 \Vnrpath Will, the Boy Phantom. By Col. P. lngrnllum.
8 Oil-my. By Bill ip S. \Varno-
Bleyelo Ben. By Edward L. Wheeler.
D J3 8r Joe. By hla'. E. L. St. Vrain.
Ki -Glovo Kit. By iaj. Ii. Ii. Stoddard, Ex-Scout.

onseo and the Reds. By Buckskin Sam.
Seawaii} the Boy Lieutenant. By Col. Prentiss inmsllam.

 

M Yreka lmJoi' Yuha Dam. By E. L. Wheeler.
Bibi California oo’s War Trail. By Capt. Whittaker.
Rough Bo onynamits. By '1‘. C. Hsnbaurh. '
Bob 0’ the over . By Jo Pisrcs.

Kid-Glove Kit on By Maj. H. B. Stoddard.
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Little Shoo-Fly. B6 Philip S. Warns. y e. n
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The Mod Mon-Hunter. By Ma}.
The Boy Insnr eni. By Col. Prantirls 1n sham.
Little Leather- reeohes. B Philip s. urns.
lien-ales, the Dumb Destroyer. By Oil Canines.
lien w ek’s Diamonds. By Edward 1.. Wheeler.
The Hilken Last-o. By T. C. Hnrhsurh.

The Wild Yachtsman. By Col. Prentiss insmhnm.
Bombshell ills Clld Ci'hnlwr. By F. S. Winthrop.
alsy from enver. By Buckskin Sam.

T eVagabond' emtive. By Jn Plercr.

llig'l: "at Harry, the lime Ball Detective. iiv E. L.Wheelsr.

\Ve i’oot Mose. the Tramp Driemt-s. By M 000m“.

Felix Fox, the B0 Spotter. By T. C. Harbnngh.

i Kenneth, the Kni e-Klng. By A. F. Holt.

N) The Deteotly'e’s Apia-entice. By J. C. Cowdrlck.

.1 Deadwood Dink in Ow 1 ork. 1!) E. L. Wheeler.

r22 gaby Sam, the Boy Glut! oi the Yellowstone. By 01

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428 The Lost Finger. By Charles Morris.

m giiz‘utal iJlohn. the Prickly Pear from Cactus Plains. By J.

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425 Texas Trump, the Border Rattler. By T. C. Harhsnch.

428 Ram limb-mes, the Beggar-Boy Detectivs. E. L. Wheeler.

42? The Three Trailers. i‘y Buckskin Sam.

423 Fred Fl or. the Re mrh-r Detertlvo. By Charles Morris.

4‘39 noon arr. ill“ n)’ Refugee. By Col. P. lngrshnnl.

480 Deadwood Dick’s Dust. By Edward L. Wheeler.

431 Little Ah Sin. By Philip S. Warm.

482 Invincible Logan, the Pinkerton Ferret. By Chris. Mr-rris.

483 A Cabin Boy’s Luck. By Col. Prentiss lnmhnm.

484 Jim Bank and Pa]. Private Detectives. ByE. L. Whreler.

485 Little Llahti’oot, ths Plint oi the Woods. By s. F.1iolt.

430 Phil Flash, the New York Fox. By T. C. Hsrbsugh.

437 The Ben Raider. By Col. Prentiss lngrahsm.

488 Santa Fe Sal. By E. L. Wheeler.

4819 Sandy Bum, the Strut Scout. By J. C. Cowdriclr.

440 Little Foxi‘oot, the Gold Bowie Kid. By Arthur C. Grisiont

441 The ocean Firefly. By Col. Prentiss lugs-alum.

442 Bluff Bill: or, The Lynx oftho Leona. By Buckskin Sun.

448 Deadwood Dis-k, Jr.: or, The Sign ofthc Crimson Bronsnt.
By Ed. L. Wileslar.

444Liitie Buckskin, the Young Prairie Centaur. By 0"
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11 A Hard Cr0\vd; or, Gentleman Sam's Sister.
‘ B Philip S. Warne.
2 Thu! Dare-Devil; or, The Winged Witch of
the Sea. By 001. P. In raham.
3 Kit Carson, Jr. t 6 Crack Shot of the
West. Bv Buckskin m.
4 The Kidnap )er ' or, The Great Shanghai 01'
the Northwest. y Philip S. Warne.
5 The Fire-Fiends; or. Hercules, the Hunch-
back. By A. P. Morris.
6 Wildcat Bob, the Boss Bruiser. By Ed-
ward L. Wheeler.
7 Death-Notch, the Destroyer. By 011 Coomes.
8 The Headless llorncnnan. Bv Captain
Mayne Reid.
9 Handy Andv. B Samuel Lover.
IO Vidocq, the From: Polk-0 Spy. Written by
Himself.
ll Midshlplnnn Easy; 13v Captain Marryat.
12 The Death-Shot; or, Tracked To Death.
By Captain Mayne Reid.
13 I’uthaway; or, Nick Whitfles the old Trap-
per ol’ the Nor’west. B Dr. J. . ROblnson.
14 Thayendanogea, t eScourge ; or TheWar-
Eagle 01’ the Mohawks. BY NBd Bun“ 119-
15 The ’[lger-SIayer; or, EaglevHead to the
Rescue. B Gustave Aimard.
16 The “’1: to ‘Vizard ' or.The Great Prophet
of the Seminoles. By Ned Buntline.
l 7 Nightshade. the bber Prmce of Eounslow
Heath. By Dr. J. H. Robinson. .
18 The Sea Bandit. By Ned Buntlme. L
19 Red Cedar, the Prairie Outlaw. By Gustave
Aimard.
20 The Bandit at Day; or The Pirates of the
Prairies. By Gustave Aimar .
21 The 'l‘l'lll)§lcr’8 Daughter; or, The Out-
law‘s Fate. v Gustave Aimard.
22 Whitclaw; or, Nattie of the Lake Shore.
By Dr. J. H. Robinson.
23 The llcd “'arrlor; or, Stella Delorme’s
Comanche Lover. By Ned Buntline. 5‘
24- Prairie Fiowrcr. By G. Almard.
25 The Gold Guide; or, Steel Arm, the Regu-
lator. By Francis Johnson.
26 The Death-Track ' or. The Outlaws of the
Mountain. By Francis Johnson.
27 The Spotter Detective. ByRA. W. Aiken.
28 Three-Fin cred Jack, the oad~Agent of
the Rockies. y Joseph E. Badger. Jr.
29 Tiger Dick the Faro King; or,TheCashler’s
Crime. By Philip S. Warne. >
30 Gospel George; or. Fiery Fred. the Outlaw.
B‘y Joseph E. Bad er, Jr.
31 ’ he New Yor Shar ; or, The Flash of
. Lightning. By Albert W. en.
82 B ho s of Yale ; or. The Sex-apes of a Hard
Set of ‘olle ians. By John D. Vose.
33 Overlan Kit; or. The Idyl of White Pine.
8 B Albert W. Aiken.
34 1 ocky Mountain Bob. the California
I Outlaw. By Albert W. Aiken.
35 Kentuck. the Sport or, Dick Talbot at
I the Mines. ByAlbert . en.
86 Injun Dic A} or, The Death Shot of Shasta.
l B Albert W. ken. I
37 I‘ll-l, the Hunchback; or. The Sword-
maker of the Santee. By Dr. J. H. Roblnon.
38 Velvet Hand ;Wor T 9 Iron Grip of Injun
I Dick. By Albert . Aiken.
39 The Russian S y; or. The Brothers of the
\ Starry Cross. By aptain Fred. Whittaker.
40 The Long Haired “ Pards ;” or, The
Tin-tars oi the Plains. vgly‘Jos. E. Badger, Jr.
to Savage oi the Great
. Salt Lake. By Albert W. Aiken. »
42 The California Detective' or.'1‘he Witches
of New York. By Albert W. on.
‘43 Dakota Dan the Reckless Ranger; or. The
Bee-Hunters’ Excursion. B 011 Coomes.
44 old Dan Rackback,t a Great Extermina-
' tor; or The Triangle’s Last Trail 011 Coomes.
45 on cum. I; o the L1 htnlng shot of the
' P .- B Jos. . edger, r.
Wie- nil‘e Ben, the Little Hunter of the
Nor‘-West. B 011 Coomes.
47 Pacific re a, the Prince of the Revolver. By
Jose 1115. Badger, Jr. ‘
48 Ida 0 Tom, the You.. Outlaw otSilverland:
or theHuntoi-s oithe \Vil West. ByOll Coomes.
49 The Wolf Demon. B Albert W. Aiken.
so Jack Rabbit. "'9 Prairie Sport By Jos.

E. Badaetr, Jr. ..
‘61 Red ob, the my“ Rom—Agent) By Oi!
Coomes. v . l \
52 Death Trader. the Chief or Scouts; or Life
and Love in a. Frontier Fort. By Bulfalo Bill.
53 Silver Sam' or, The Mystery 0: Deadwood
City. By Col. belie Sara. '
54 A ways On Hand. Phil! 5. Warns.
55 The Soul Hunters. 0 t’MayneRoid.
56 The Ind an Maze :1; or, The Madman
oi the Plains. By A. . {iken.
5'! The Silent Hunter or. m scowl Hall
, story. By Percy B. St. ohn.
58 S lver Knife; or, Wicklifle, The Rocky
, glgxnmniln Ra r. Byr Dr. J. H. Ro'rtli‘llnsog. h
,5 e an rom exas' or, e ut ws
‘. of Arkansas. By A. W. Aiken’.
0 Wide Awake the Robber King; or, The
Idiot of the Black Hills. By Frank Dumont.
61 Ca 1gain Seawait‘, the Privateer., By Ned
Bun ne. V
32 no is] Heart; or, Thr Trappers ofArkansas.
B ustave Aimard.
as 1!)“, Win ed “’hale." B A. W. Aiken.

‘3‘1 64 Double-S ght, the Deatu S otisgg, The Out-

! the Chaparral. By Jos. E. ger Jr.
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66 The flux-tel" Barque. By Ma ne Rel ‘_
Tho oy Jockc . By Jos. E. edger. r.

68 The Fighting l‘rappor or. Kit Carson
to the Rescue. By Captain J. . C. Adams.

69 The Irish Ca )taln. B Capt. F.Whittaker.

70 llydrabad, t e Strang e1" or, Alethe, the
Child of the Cord. By Dr. J. . Robinson.

71 Ca )tuln Cool-Blade; or The Man-Shark
of t 1e Mississippi. By J os. E. Badger Jr.

72 The Phantom Hand' or. The Heiress of
Fifth Avenue. By A. W. Aiken.

73 The Kiliwllts ol‘ the Red Cross; or. The
Magician of ranada. B Dr. J. H. Robinson.
74 The Captain of the titles; or. The Queen

of the Lakes. By Capt. Mayne Reid.
7;: Gentleman George. By A. W. Aiken.
76 The Queen’s ill usketeersz or, Thisbe. the
Princess Palmist. By George Albany.
77 The Fresh of risco. By A. W. Aiken
'18 The Mysterious s iy. By A. M. Gralngcr.
79 Joe Phenlx, the Pol cc Soy. B A.W.Aiken.
80 A Man of Nerve. By Ph lp.. Warne.
81 The Human Tiger; or, A Heart ol.’ Fire.
By Albert W. Aiken.
82 Iron \Vrist, the Swordmaster. By Colonel
Thomas Ho er Monstery.
83 Gold Bu let Sport. By Buffalo Bill.
84 Hunted Donvn; or, The League of Three.
By Albert W. Aiken.
85 The Cretan Rover; or. Zuleikah, the
Beautiful. By 001. Prentiss Ingraham.
86 The lilo.r Hunter: or. The ueen of the
Woods. By the author of “ The Si ont Hunter.”
87 The Scarlet Captain ' or, The Prisoner of
the Tower. By Col. Delle era.
88 Big Geor e, the Giant of the Gulch; or. The
Five Outlaw rothers. By Joseéoh E. Badger. Jr.
89 The Pirate Prince. By 01. P. I raham.
90 \Viid ‘Vlli, the Mad Ranchero; or, he Ter-
rible Texans. By Buckskin Sam.
91 The “linnln Oar; or, The Innkeeper's
Daughter. fiy Al ert W. Aiken.
92 Byuil'alo ill, the Buckskin King: or The
Amazon of the West. By Ma . Dangerfield urr.
93 Ca taln Dick Talbot, 'n of the Road;
or, he Black-Hoods of Shasta; yA. W. Aiken.
94 Freelance, the Buccaneer; or. The Wolf of
the Wave. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.
95 Azhort, the Arman; or, The Secrets ol.’ the
Ducal Palace. By Anthony P. Morris.
96 Double-Dent ; or The Spy Queen of Wyo-
ming. By Capt. Fred. Whittaker.
97 Bronze Jack, the California. Thoroughbred.
B‘y Albert W. Aiken. =
98 .110 Rock Rider: or, The Spirit of the
Sierra. By ’Ca t. Frederick Whit her.
99 The Giant lfleman. By 11 Coomes.
100 The French Spy; or, The Bride of Paris.
By Anthony P. Morris.
101 The Man From New York; or. The Ro-
mance of a. Rich Young Woman. Bv iken.
102 The Masked Band or. The Man With-
‘outaName. B George . Aiken.
103 Merle, the utineer; or,Tho Brand of
the Red Anchor. Ely Col. Prentiss Ingrahmn.
104 Montezuma, t e Merciless or. The
Eagle and the So out. By Col. P. raham.
105 Dan Brown 0 ‘Denver the Rocky Moun-
tain Detective. By Joseph . Badger. Jr.
106 Shnmus O’Brien, the Bould oy ol.’ Glin-
fial. By Col. Delle Sara.
107 ichard Talbot of Cinnabar; or. The
Brothers ofthe Red Hand. By A. W. Aiken.
108 The Duke ofDlamonds; or. The Flower
of Calcutta. By Ca tain Frederick Whittaker.
109 Cu tain Kyd, t e King of the Black Flag.
By 01: Prentiss In aham.
1 10 ' he Silent nu eman. By E. W. Herbert.
111 The mug ler Ca tain; or, The Skip-
er‘s Crime. y Ned untline.
112 as Phenix Private Detective' or. The
League of tbeS eleton Ke s. B A. .Alken.
113 The en Slip or" or, he matour Free-
booters. By Pro . J. I sham.
114 The Gentleman From Pike or. The
Ghost of the Canyon. By Phllig‘s. arne.
115 The Severed [load or, he Secret of
Castle Coucv. By Capt.
116 Black Plume, the Devil 0! the Sea. iy
Col. Prentiss Ingraham. -
1 1 7 Dashing Dandy the Piotspur of the Hills.
By Ma or Dangerfied Burr.
118 The urglur Gallium; or, The Fallen
Star. By Prof. J. H. n sham.
119 Alabama J 00; or, he Yazoo Man-Hun-
ters. By Jos. E. Badger. Jr.
120 The Texan Spy; or, The Prairie Guide.
By Newton M. Cu is.
121 The Sea Cadet; or, The Rover 0: the Rigo-
. lstts. By 001. Prentiss am.
122 Soul Sabberday the! lotSpy; or,Lu1ions.,
the Seminole. By edBuntline.
123 Alapaha, the S am; or, The Renegades
of the Border. By ancls Johnson. '
124 Allowaum, the Avon er; or. The
Doom of the Destroyers. By rancls Johnson.
125 The Blacksmith Outlaw; or. Merry
England. By Harrison Ainsworth.
126 The Demon Duelist; or. The Imus of.
Steel. By Col. Thomas Boyer Mo .
127 Sol Scott, the Masked Miner; or, Dan
Brown's Double. By J as. E. Badger. Jr.
128 The Chevalier Corsair. By the author
of “ Merle theJMutineer." ‘
129 Mississi pl Moseévor, A Strong Man's
Sacrifice. y Edward illett.
130 Captain Volcanomr, The ManottheRed
volvers. . W. en.
131 Buckskin am, the Texas Trail
' p«audits of the. Bravo. By 001. P. I

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l 32 Nomo. King- ot‘the Tram s. Ouptl
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133 Body the flower the RibbonmaLof Iron
land. By William Carleton. I

l 34 Darho Dan, the Colored Detective; or, Th!
Mississi pl Mystery. By Col. P. Inarahsm.

135 The ush Ran rer' or, The Halt-Breed]
Brigade. By Franc H Johnson.

136 The Outlaw-Hunter or, Red John, the
Bush Ranger. By Francis ohnson.

137 Long Board, the Giant Spy. By Oil

’l‘hief‘s Trail. By Francis Jo union.
139 Fire-Eye, the Sea Hyena' or. The Bride of
a Buccaneer. By Col. Prentiss In raham.
1-10 The Three Spaniards. Bv eo. Walker.
141 Equinox Tom, the Bully of Red Rock; or,
Dan Bronn’s Master-stroke. By Josoph. E.
r.

Badger.

142 i‘aptaln Crimson, the Man of the Iron
Face. By Maj. Dangerfield Burr.

143 The Czarls Spy; or, The Nihilist League.
By 01. T. H. Monstery.

144 The Hunchback of Notre-Dame.
B Victor Hugo.

145 iltol Pards or, Soft Hand, the Silent
Snort from Cinna or. By Wm. B. Eyster.

146 The Doctor Detective; or, The Mystery
of the Golden Coffin. By Geo e Lemue .

147 Gold Spur the Gentleman rom Texas. By
001. Prentiss lugrabam.

148 one-Armed All’ the Giant Hunter oi the
Great Lakes. B Oil Coomes. r

149 The Border itlos. By Gustave Aimard.

1 50 El llubio Bravo, King of the Swordsman.
By Col. Thomas HoyerMonstery.

1 5 1 The Freebootors. By Gustave Almsrd.

152 Captain Ironnorve, the Counterieltor
Chief. B Marmaduke Dev.

153 The W lite Sewer. By Gustavo Almard.

154 ggdaquiin, the die King. ByJoseph E.

or, r.

155 Ting Corsair ucen; or. The Glpsies or
the Sea. By Col. entiss Ingraham.

1 56 Velvet Face, the Border Bravo; or. Muriel,
the Danite‘s Bride. By Dangerfield Burr.

157 Mourad, the Manlelnke; or. The Three
Swordmasters. By Col. Thomas H. Monstery.

158 The Doomed Dozen; or, Dolores the
Danlte’s Dau hter. By Dr. Frank Pcwel .

ud zer, the Archer- or The Lady

Bertha s Treachery. By 03 t F 'hittaker.

160 Soft “and, Sharpéelor. e on With the
Sand. B Wm. R. Eys .

161 The olvcs of New York or, Joe
Phcnix‘s Great Man Hunt. By A. . Aiken.

162 The Mad Mariner her. Dishonored and
Disowned. By Col. Pren sslngrsham.

163 Ben Brion, the TrapBer ngtain; or, Red-

ath, the Avenger. By r. J. . Robinson.

164 he King’s Fool; or. The Knights of the
Clasped HandsandRo Branch. By .D.Clark.

165 Joaquin, the Terrible. By J. E. Bod ,Jr.

166 Owlet, the Robber Prince; or, The U nown
Highws man. By Srptimus R. Urban.

167 The an of Steel ; or, The Masked Knight
of the White Plume. BBEA. P. Morris.

168 Wild Bill, the Pistol ad Shot: or. Dagger
Don‘s Double. By 001. Prentiss Infirahom.

169 Corporal Cannon, the Man of any Duels.
By Col. Thomas Hoyer Monstery. v

170 Sweet William, the Trapper Detective.

By Jos. E. er, 1-.

1'11 Tiger nick, the Man or the Iron Heart: or.
The Dumb Bandit. By Philip S. Warns.

172 The Black Pirate; or. The Mystery 0!
the Golden Fetters. By Col. P. Ingrabam.

173 Callfornia John, the Pacific Thorough-

red. lay Albert . en.
1'14 The hantom Knights. By Capt. F.

Whittaker.

175 “’ild Bill’s Trump Card -or.The1ndlsn
Heiress. By Major Dan erflel Burr.

1'16 Lad J au'ual', the R0 ber Queen. ByCap-
taln ark Wilton.

1'17 Don Diablo, the Planter-Corsair; or The
Rivals of the Sea. 13 Col. Prentiss Ingmham.

178 Dark Dashwoo . the Desperate; or, The
Child of the Sun. By MajorSam S. Hall.

179 Conrad. the Convict; or, Was He Guilty?

y Prot. Stewart Gildarsleeve, LL. D.

180 0 d ’49; or. The Amazon of Arizona. By
Jon. E. Earlier, Jr.

181 The Scar et Schooner: or. The Names“
of the Sea. By 001. Prentiss Ingraham.

1 82 Hands III? 1!: or, The Knights of the Canyon.

Bv Wm. . ystor. I

188 Gilbert, the Guide; or. Lost in the W1.-
derness. By C. Dunning Clark.

184 The Ocean Yam ire; or, The Helical 1‘
Castle Curse. B Co . Prentiss raham.

185 The Man S i or or, The Bean ulSpbins.
gy‘Anthony . Mo .

186 a Black Bravo; or. ;'1‘he Tonkawsy'!

187 ill“ I“ 1: Puci‘ikmdsag'i l n; o:

c on I on u ran 6

Brave of all Braves. By Capt. . Whittlkel

188 The Phantom Mazeppa; or,TheH ell
of the Cha rrals. By M . Dangerfield

189 Wild Bi In Gold Tn l ;I or. The
ado Dozen. By Col. Prentiss .

190 The Three Guardsmen. yAlexnndn.

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and His Pardfi. By Buckskin Sam.
192 The Lightning Sport. By W. B~ Eyster.
193 The Man in Red. B Capt. F. Whittaker.
194 Don Sombrero, [he ‘alit’ornia Road Gent.
By Capt. Mark Wilton. r
195 The Lone Star Gambler; or, The Maid
of the Mugnolias. Bv Buckskin m.
y 196 La Marmosvt the Detective Queen‘ or,
' The Lost Heir of More]. By Albert w. Aiken.
197 Revolver Bob, the Red-Handed; or, The
Bialle of Nugget Camp. By Jos. E. Badger, Jr.
198 The Skeleton Schooner; or. The Skim-
mer oi' the Sea. By‘Col Prentiss Ingraham.
199 Dianlond Die , the Dandy from Denver.
By Buckskin Sam.
200 The Rifle Ran rers. By Capt. Mayne Reid.
201 The Pirate oi‘t to Planers; or. oaquin’s
Death Hunt. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr.
202 Cactus Jack, the Giant Guide. By Cap-
tain Mark Wilton.
203 The Double Detective. By A. W. Aiken.
20-1 Big Foot \Vallacc, the King of the Lariat;
or Wild Wolf. the’Waco. By Buckskin Sam.
205 The Gambler Pirate. By Col. lngraham.
206 One Eye, the Cannoneer; or Marshal Ney’s
Lust Legacy. By Capt. Fred. Whittaker.
207 Old Hard Head. By Philip S. Warne.
208 The \Vhite Chief. By Capt. Mayne Reid.
209 Buck Farley the Bonanza Prince- or. The
Romance of Des. h Gulch. By Edward Willett.
210 Buccaneer Bess, the Lioness of the Sea;
or, The Red Sea Trail. By Col. P. lngraham.
211 Colonel Plun or or. The Unknown Sport.
Bv Capt Frederic ittaker.
212 The Brazos Tigers. By Buckskin Sam.
213 The “far Trail. By Ca t. Mayne Reid.
214 The T\vo Cool fifons. y Wm. B. Eyster.
21 5 Parson Jim, ng of the Cowboys. By
‘ Captain Frederick Whittaker.
216 The Corsair Planter; or, Driven to
Doom. By 001. Prentiss lngraham.
217 The Serpent of El Paso; or, Frontier
Figank. the Scout oi the Rio Grande. By Buck-
s n m.
218 The Wild Huntress; or, The Big Squat.
ter's Vengeance. By Ca t. Mayne Reid.
219 The Scorpion Brot iers: or, Mad Tom‘s
Mission. By Captain Mark Wilton.

220 The Specter Yacht. By Col. P. Ingraham.
221 Desperate Duke the Guadeloupe “Ga-
1 t.‘ By Buckskin .
222 Bill, the Blizzard. By Edward Willett.
223 Canyon Dave the Man of the Mountain.
B Ca tain Mark’wiitoa
224 lac Beard, the Buccaneer: or, ‘The
Curse of the Coast. By 001. P. lngraham.
225 Rocky Mountain Al. Bly Buckskin Sam.
226 The Mad ll ussarsi; or, he 0’s and the
Mac‘s. By Ca t. F. Wh ttaker.
227 Buckshot on, the Man-Hunter of Idaho.
ax Ca t. Mark Wilton.
228 no aroon. By Capt. Mayne Reid.
229 Captain Cutsleeve ' or Touch-Mo-Not, the
Litt e Slport. By Wm. B. Eyster.

l in Dutchman of 1880; or.
an order-ken. By Capt. Whittaker.
231 The Kid Glove Miner or The Magic

Doctor of Golden Gulch. B l. sham.
212 Orson Oxx, the Man oi! ron; or, he River
Mystery. By Issac Hawks.
233 T e old Boy of Tombstone: or.
Wagering a Life on a Card. By J. E. Badger.
234 The Hunters’ Feast. By Capt. Mayne

Reid.
235 Red Lightntn , the Man of Chance. By
Col. Prentiss Ingrs am.
36 Chum ion Sam. ByCol. T. H. Monstery.
37 Long- aired Max. By Capt. M. Wilton.
38 Hank Hound, the Crescent City Detec-
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tive. By Anthony P. Morris.
9 The Terrible Trio. By Buckskin Sam.
40 A Corgi Head; or. Orson Oxx in Peril. By
aw s. -
241 Spitfire Saul, King of the Bustiers. By
os. E. Badger. r.
242 The Fog Devil; or The Skipper oi the
Mix. By Capt. Fred. Whittaker.
243 The Pilgrim Shar . Bv Bunnie Bill.
244 Merciless Mart, t e Man-Tiger of Mis-
souri. By Buckskin Sam.
2-15 Barranca Bill, The Revolver Champion.
By Captain Mark Wilton.
2-16 Queen Helen. the Amazon of the Over-
land. By Col. Prentiss am.
247 Alligator Ike ' or. The Secret of the Ever-
gllade. By Capt.  Whittaker.
248 outana Nat. the Lion of Last Chance
Camp. By Edward Willett.
249 Elephant Tom 01' Dursngo; or, Your
Gold-Dust or Your Life. By Jos. E. Badger, Jr.
250 The Rough Riders' or. Sharp-Eye, the
Seminole Scourge. By uckskin Sam.
251 Tiger Dick vs. Iron Despard;
Every Man Has His Match. By P. S. Warn .
252 The \Vall Street Blood or. Tick Tlck,the
Tele rs l1 Girl. By Albert .Aiken.
253 A an cc Cossack or, The Queen of-the
Nihilists. By Capt. Frederick Whittaker.
254 Giant Jake, the Patrol of the Mountain.
B Newton M. Curtis.
255 he Pirate Priest. By Col. P. lugs-sham.
256 Double Dan, the Bastard; or, The Pirates
of the Pecos. By Buckskin Sam.
257 Death-Trap Diggings' or. A Hard Man
from 'Way Back. Jose )3 E. Badger, Jr.
258 Bullet Head. t e 00 orado Bravo. By
Captain Mark Wilton.
259 Cutlass and Cross. By COL P. lngrahsm.
260 The Masked Mystery. By A. P. Morris

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Black Sam, the Prairie Thunderbolt; or,
The Bandit-Hunters. By Col. Jo Yards.
Fighting Tom, the Terror of the Toughs.
By Col. Thomas Hoyer Monsteiiy.
Iron-A rmed Abe, the I unchback De—
stroyer. Captain Mark Wilton.
The Crooked Three. By Buckskin Sam.
01d Double-Sword ' or Pilots and Pi-
rates. By Capt. Fred. Whitta er.
Leopard Luke the King of Horse-Thieves.
By Captain Mark Wilton.
The white Squaw. By Capt. Mayne Reid.
Magic Mike the Man of Frills; or. Bad
Ben‘s Bad Briga o. By William. R. Eyster.
The Bayou Bravo. By Buckskin Sam.
Andros, the Free “over; or, The Pirate's
Daughter. By Ned Buntline.
Stoneflst. of Big Nugget Belid' or, Old
Ketchum’s Tug of War. y Capt. Mark Wilton.
Seth Slocum Railroad Surveyor or. The
Secret of Sitting Bull. By Capt. F. hittaker.
Mountain Mose, the Gorge Outlaw. By
Buckskin Sam.
Flush Fred, the Mississippi Sport: or,
Tough Times in T. nnessec.. By Ed. Vi illett.
The Smufgizler Cutter. By J. D. Conroy.
Texas C l ck, the Southwest Detective.
Bv Captain Mark Wilton.
The Saucy Jane, Privateer. By Capt.
Frederick Whittaker.
Hercules Golds ur, the Man of the Velvet
Hand. Ca tain oward Holmes.
279 The Go (1- r on. By Wm. H. Manning.
280 Black-Hons en- or, Tiger Dick's Lone
Hand. By Philip S. arne.
281 The Sea owl. B Col. Prentiss Ingraharn.
282 The Merciless arauders; or. Chap-

arral Carl’s Revenge. By Buckskin Sam.

283 Sleek Sam, the Devil of the Mines; or. The
Sons of the Fie Cross. By Jos. E. Badger. Jr.

284 The Three rigates' or, Old lronsides'
Revenge. By Capt. Fred. Whittaker.

285 Lightninf; Bolt the Can on Terror; or,
The Mounts n Cat's Crud e. y Mark Wilton.

286 Pistol Johnny. 1% oseph E. Badger, Jr.

287 Dandy Dave and is Horse. White Stock-
ing; or. Ducats or Death. By Buckskin Sam.

288 E eetro Pete, the Man of Fire: or. The
Wharf Rats of Locust Point. By A. P. Morris.

289 Flush Fred’s Full Iland ' or, Life and
Strife in Louisiana. By Ed ward Willett.

290 The Lost Corvette; or Blakeley’s Last
Cruise. By Capt. Fred. Whit er.

291 Horseshoe ank, the Man or Big Luck,

Capt. Mark Wilton.

292 okc Horner, the Boss Roustabout. By
Joseph E. Badger. Jr.

293 Stan ede Steve. By Buckskin Sam.

294 Bros cloth Burt, the Denver Dandy. By
Captain Howard Holmes.

295 Old Cross-Eye the Maverick-Hunter. By
Capt. Frederick W’hittaker.

296 Duncan, the Sea-Diver; or, The Coast
Vultures. By George St. George.

297 Colorado Rube, the Strong Arm of Hot-
s ur City. By Wm. H. Msnni .

298 ogzer Lem; or. Life an Peril in the

ne Woods. By Edward Willett.

299 Three or a Kind. Tiger Dick. Iron Des-
pard, and the Sportive Sport. Bv P. S. W

300 A Sport in Spectacles. Bv Wm. R. Eyster.

301 Bowlder Bill; or. The Man from Taos.
By Buckskin Sam.

302 Faro Saul, the Handsome Hercules‘ or, The
Grip of Steel. By Jose h n. Badger. ii.

303 Top-Notch'l‘om, t e Cowboy Outlaw; or,
The Satanstown Election. By Cant. Whittaker.

304 Texas J aek the Prairie Rattler: or, The
Queen of the Wild Riders. By Buflalo Bill.

305 Silver-Plated Sol, the Montana Rover. By
Capt. Mark Wilton.

306 The Boughs of Richmond or, The
M stery of the Golden Beetle. B A. .Morris.

30'! T to Phantom Pirate. By oi.[ngraham.

308 Hemlock Hank, Tough and True. By
Edward Willett.

309 Re hold, the Battling Ranger. By
Buc skin in.

310 'I he Marshal of Satanstown. By
Capt. Frederick Whittskrr.

31 1 “saw Hand, the Relentless. By Captain
Mark ilton.

312 Kinktoot Karl, The Mountain Scourge;
or. Wipifi Out the Score. By Morris Redwin .

31 3 {films axle, Detective. ByAnthony ,

o .

814 Latin? or. The Pirate of the Gulf. By
Prof. J. . lnmham.

315 Flush Fred’s Double; or The Squat-
ter‘s e of Six. By Edward ‘Willett.

316 Lafitte s Lieutenant; or Theodore, the
Child of the Sea. By Prof. J. H. In sham.

317 Frank Lightroot the Miner etective;
or Followings Blind  By J. edger.

318 T is Indian Buccaneer or. Red Rovers
on Blue Waters. By Col. Prentiss In 'aham.

319 \Vild Bill, the Whirlwind of the 'est. By
Buflalo Bill.

320 Tile Genteei Spotter. By A. W. Aiken.
321 California Claude, the Lone Bandit. By
Ca tain Howard Holmes.
322 'l‘ to Crimson Coyotes. By Buckskin Sam.
323 Hotspur Hugh; or. The Banded Brothers
of the Giant’s Arm. By Captain Mark Wilton.
324 Old Forkcd- Lightni g, the Solitary;
or Every Inch a Man. By on. E. Badger r.
325 The Gentleman Pirate; or. The
mit of Casco Bay. By Col. P. lngraham.
326 The Whitest Man in the Mines; or.
The Dog-TowngQrggd. By Capt. F. Whittaker.

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327 Terrapin Dick the Wild Woods Detec-
tive. B" Edward Willett.

328 King kent; or, The Bandits oi' the Bason.
13y Buckskin Sum.

329 ' he League of Three; or, Buffalo Bill’s
Pledge. By Col. Prentiss lgfraharn.

330 Cop Colt, the Quaker ty Detective. By

331 (Clinis‘ M038' 1 l o ldN tS
‘i I spa ‘ tar ey he 0 ug e port-or
The Rock Mountai’n Masks. By 5. E. Badger:

332 Spring- eel Jack. B Col. Monstery.

333 Derrinfier Deck, the an with the Drop.
By Wm. . Eyster.

334 The Cipher Detective. By A. P. Morris.

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Flash Dan, the Naboh; or, The Blades of

Bowie Bar. By Capt. H. Holmes.

The Magic Ship. yCol. 1’. Ingraham.

Old Gabe, the Mon min Tramp. By Ed.

\Villett. V

Jack Sands, Sport. By Philip S. Warne,

S read Eagle Sam the Hercules Hide-

unter. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr.

Cool Conrad, the Dakota Detective. By

Capt. H. Holmes. -

341 The Sea Desperado. By 00]. Ingraham.

342 Blanco Bill, the Mustang Monarch. By
Buckskin Sam.

343 The Head Hunter; or. Mark Magic in
the Mines. By A. P. Morris.

344 Double Shot Dave of the Left Hand.
By Wm. R Eyster.

345 Masked Mark, the Mounted Detective.
By Joe. E. Badger, Jr.

346 Ocean Guerrillas; Or. The Planter Mid
shipman. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

347 Denver Duke, the Man With ‘Sand “ or:
Centi e Sam‘s Lone Hand. By Capt. ow.
ard olmes.

348 Dan Dillon, King of Crosscut; or. A We
man's Wild Work. By Edward \‘Villett.

349 Lion-Hearted Dick the Gentleman Road-
Agent. By Albert W. Aiken.

350 Flash Falcon, the Society Detective.
Weldon J. Cobb.

351 Nor’ West Nick theBorder Detective; or,
Dan Brown‘s Fight for Life. By J . E. Badger.

352 The Desperate Dozen. By Cap. Howard
Holmes.

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353 Barb Brennan, the Train Wrecker. By
John Cuthbert.

354 Red Richard ' or. The Brand of the Crim- _
son Cross. By Aiiieit w. Aiken.

355 Stormy Steve, the MadAthlete. By Jos. E.
Badger, Jr.

356 Three Handsome Sharps. By Wm. R
Eyster.

357 Jack Simone, Detective: or The
Wolves of W sshington. By A. P. Morris.

358 gal“: Prince of Pan-Out. By Buckskin
m.
359 Yellow Jack the Mestizo: or, Tiger Dick

to the Rescue. Philip S Warns.
360 Jumping Jeri-mire Gamecock from Sun»
down. By Joe. E. ger. Jr.

361 Tombstone Dick. By Ned Bunillne.

362 Bufl‘alo Bill’s Grip. 135' Col. P. Ingraham.

363 Crowning-Mold, the Sleuth; or. Pitiiess
as Death. By Albert W. Aiken.

364 The Sea Fugitive. By Col. P.1ngraham.

365 Keen Kennard. the Shasta Shadow: or,
The Branded Face. By Capt. Howard Holmes.

366 The Telegraph Detective a or. The Dy-
namite league. By George enry Morse.

367 A Royal Flush or. Dan Brown’s Big
Game of Freeze-On . By Joe. E. Badger. Jr.

368 The Canyon King. By Edward Willetc.

369 The Coast Corsair. By 001. P. Ingraham.

370 The Dusky Detective. By Albert W.

en. ,

371 Gold Buttons; or. The vii-Range Par-dz.

By Buckskin Sam.

872 Cs tain Crisp; or. TheManWltthecor-d.
By as. E. Badger. Jr.

373 The Sailor of Fortune or. The Buc—
caneers oi Barnegat Bay. By Cg). P. Ingrahsm.

374 Major Blister the Sport 0! Two Cities.
By Capt. Howard idolmes.

375 Royal Geor e the ThreeinOne. By Wm.
B. Eyster.  Dec. 30.

376 The Black Beards; or. The H h Horse
on the Biotin-awe. By Albert W. A en.
y i111. .

377 Afloat and Ashore; or. The Corsair Con.
aimtor. BiVSColonei Prentiss Ingrahsm.
a n. .

378 John mstron , Mechanic: or. From
the Bottom to the p of the der. By
Capt. F. Whittaker. Ready Jan. to.

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to Neg York.

BY ALBERT W. AIKEN,
AUTHOR OF “ OVERLAND KIT," “TALBOT OF
CINNABAR,” “ THE WOLVES or NEW YORK,”
“ JOE PIIENIX, THE POLICE SPY,” “ THE
FRESH or FRISCO,” ETC., ETC.

 

CHAPTER I.
BITTER BLOOD.

“ YOU have seemour last sunrise, as I am
going to shoot to ' !"

Angry words from the lips of an angry man.

The scene, a little valley in the mountain foot—
hills, on the head-waters of the Yampa., or Bear
river, in Southwestern Colorado. .

Through the valley swept the swift-flowin
river, and by its side ran the trail which leg
from Ada Springs in the North Park to the settle—
ments on the Green river in the Saints’ paradise,
po )ularly known as Utah. _

II the valley stood a solitary log»cubiu, built;

 

 

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after the fashion common to the South, two
apartments divided by an open passage through
the center of the house.

In front of the cabin were three men.

One was seated on a tree-trunk, with a tin pan
on his lap, engaged in the mosaic occupation of
peeling potatoes, but the 'nife he used was an
eight-inch bowie, more fitted for removin v' the
cuticle of a bear than the outer skin of Pa dy’s

. favorite vegetable.
One of nature’s nobleman was this potato-
peeler, too: a. little above the medium hight in
stature, ma ificently built, with a frank, open
face, fring by dark hair, snugly trimmed, and
lit up by a air of clear brown—black eyes, so
penetrating in their gaze, that it would Seem
their owner might boost, with the ancient god
that he could look steadily into the full-orbed
Sm . x
This man. formed by nature to be a king
amo his follows is no stranger to the readers
who ve followed the fortunes of the hero of
0v, Kit and its sequels, for he was no
other than Dick Talbot in rson.

Richard Talbot, bold InJun Dick, a few years
older than when we last introduced him to our
readerésé. notice, but in no respect materially

He Was dressed in the rough fashion common
to the mining-region, but there was a nattiness
to his dress, a style about it, that plainly dis—
tin uished him from the common herd.

e was Well-armed, for besides the formidable
bowie in his hand, two self cocking seven—shoot-
ers adorned his waist, a pair of as fine tools as
ever a man boasted.

A few feet from Talbot, engaged in frying
“ flap-jacks” in a. pan over a. fire burning in a
rude sort of fire-place built out of bowlders,wa.s
another personage, also an old unintance of
the reader of the Dick Talbot nove s.

It was the veteran, Joe Bowers, just asfat,
just as greasy, and just as fullof strange conceits
as ever. =

The third man of the three, the utterer of 'the
threatening words with which our story com-
mences, is a stranger, for upon this occasion we
first introduce him to our readers.

He was a tall angular man, loosely put to-

. gather, a man of’ forty or, thereabouts, with a.
peculiarly odd face, lantern-jawed and hollow-
checked with sunken eyes.

Not a handsome man now, although it was ev-

v’ ident that he had once been a pret good-look-
ing fellow but strong liquor, to w ich he was
plainly a slave, had worked its will upon him and
reduced him to a condition little better than a.

wreck.

He was called Leander Beaverwick, but after
the odd fashion common to the ' region he
had been nicknamed Limber Bee was sel-
dom addressed bagging other a tion.

, ,Behadbeena n on a. visl ‘to the nearest
camp, some five miles down the stream Yam
City, from whence all the miners in the loot-

procured their supplies and had just returned,
with a full of w aboard, as Bowers
observed when noticed rigs-mg a
u the trail of Limber Bee. ,
lug .lobé'ic'mlz?e m madam in “is Tel:

1 9 “Y! y 

ked revo ver sudden-

bot, pulledoutaread -coc
l andlev ' itfullatthobreastot Injun
'fiick, whimmwehsve chronicled.
For once in his life, at any rate, Talbot was
takencomgelyhy surprise.
’ Limber had“thedrop”onhiminthe
worstkind of way.
‘lDown on your knees and say your pro.
you have only a minute" or two more
0 .
Itwastheface ofamadmanthat Talbotgued

at. .

,'.Partof nin cha tor of“1’.njun Dick,De-

' tective.” A bert . en’s masterpiece of his
’ Dick Talbot Series.

[I llustratian Retreat]

“Wet n cold-blooded cuss,” Bowers whis-

in Talbot’saear. “ Durn' my buttons if he

on‘t go ahead of any Western rustler that I

ever run across, and who would have thought

it of sich a durned innocent cuss who looked as

, and talked as if butter wouldn’t
mouth?”

“ Yes, he did rather rplayvit on us, but I reck-

on we will return the compliment and turn the

_ tables on him in a warthat he will, despise in a

‘ ‘ minute or two,” Talbot replied, in the same cau-

tious tone. . ,
., “Cap, hadn’t we better turn on the lim so
‘asto be able to see w’ot we are about asked
one of the intruders. ,
I “Y strike a match aud‘light the gas,” re-
lied t e sot ken youth whom the pards'
known by t e name of Smithers; thus re-

. vealing the fact. which the two had previously «

su , that he was the leader of the party.

‘ You need not be afraid of waking our

Thirds for their next waking will be in the other
world, and I’ve no doubt that they will be very ,
much astonished to find themselves there,” the ;
young man continued. , . |

“ But that is the way we do business in the

East, and these Westerners who are not‘smart ‘

 

enough to be up to our tricks, ought not to ven-
ture amid the Jungles of civilization."

The rest of the gang chuckled hoarsely at this
observation.

“They think it is a most excellent joke now,
but they may have reason to change their
minds t e moment the gas is turned on,” Talbot
Whis ered in Bowel-S’s ear.

“ on bet!” responded that worthy.

One of the gang struck a match and lit the

gas. ,

And the moment the light flashed forth, the
tableau revealed was certainly a strikin one.

Rising to their feet, just as the light ispelled
the darkness, with their leveled revolvers the
two pards “covered ” the intruders, who were
clustered by the open door. ,

As the two had anticipated, the three ruflians
with Smithers, were the same fellows who had
do god their footsteps in Broadway.

he midnight marauders were taken at a

,‘most decided disadvantage.

Not one of libenéo dis layed any Isl-trims? they
gaveagaspo as nis entastey u n
the Westerners. 3 p0

“ How are you?" quoth Talbot. “ Quite a sur-
prise- arty, isn’t it?

“ ou didn’t give us the proper warning that
you intended to call, but we are ready to “re—
ceive on all the same. i

“ e children of the frontier, the sons of the
wilderness, may not be quite up to the dodges
of you Eastern sharps, but for all that, you can
bet all you are worth that it is a cold day when
we get left." ‘

“ Yes, that is the kind of hair-pins we air,”
Bowers chimed in.

“Pilgrims, you will please to observe that we
have got the bulge on you in the worst kind of
way,” Talbot continued. “ These seven-shooters
are self-cookers, and both my pard and myself
are dead-shots. ,

“We haven’t attended an Eastern funeral for
years, and are rather curious to see if on plant
people here now the same as you to, so if
you are not wise enough to surrender quietly,
we’ll be a t to plug you for keeps.”

If ever allied impotent rage distorted human
countenance, it had full play now.

But the leader of the gang for all his youthful
appearance and apparent eenness was evident
1y a. man of desperate rem ution and determined

we

Imus he who had lit the gas, and his hand
yet linfigred on the cock of the burner, and just
as Tal t concluded his speech, evidently real-
12mgi that every word the Westemer had ut-
ter was true, and the tables had been turned

in the most complete manner. he, with a single ,

movement of his thumb and finger, extinguished
the gas, and again the room was plunged into
utter darkness.

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