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TEE BPANIARD’S HAND SOUGHT THE HANDLE OF HIS PISTOL AS HE REPLIED: “MARK YOU,
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Morgan, the Sea Hover;

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The Shrewd Scotchman’s Scheme.

BY JOHN S. WARNER.

'.‘ CHAPTER I.
’ THE SHIP AT SEA.

Tim date of our stor opens in the year 1668;
the month that of ay; and the time early
morn. A heady ship lay becalmed, with her
masts and spars reflected in the calm waters of
the ocean, and her sails and stays lazily flapping
and swaying to the motion of the heavy ground-
s Nell that hetokeued the existence of some past
violent gale. On her deck lounzed several of
the crew, whiling away their leisure by narra-
ting to their listening companions the dangers
they had passed.

The commander stood aft, gazing out toward
the point where the gilded clouds heralded the
sun. He seemed ill at ease, for his eye would at
times wander oil! in a southerly direction, where
the faint outline of some distant land could be
seen; then he would look aloft, as if hoping to
see the canvas betoken some slight stir of air;
but the sails hung lazily down, listlessly cling-
ing to the mast, while the ensign of Spain had
coiled itself silently round the lialyards.

“ You seem ill at ease, Senor Captain,” said
a stately person with the ensign of rank glitter-
ing on his breast.

“ It is not pleasant, to say the least. Don
Castreo.” answered the captain in a blunt,
sailor-like way. “Here have we been becalmed
for over twenty-four hours, and no more signs
of a breeze than at first. If there was but
enough to turn a feather over, it would be en-
couragin .” '

“And is that all? The mere fact of there
being no wind that causes you to manifest un-
oasinessi”

“ And what cause would I have, senor, other
than the one I have given?"

“ I am unable to say," replied the nobleman,
smiling. “ But, it appears to me, that all com-
manders of vessels are not apt to feel as iyou
evidently do when the cause for it is simp y a
calm.” ‘

“ That may be true; but all captains may not
have the same inducements to make quick voy-
a es that'I have.”

on Castreo made no reply, though he by no
means felt satisfied, and was convinced that the
causes for» the captain’s uneasiness were, by far,
more weighty than the‘ one he mentioned.

The sun had now entirely risen, and the dis-
tant land loomed up so as to attract the atten-
tion of the nobleman. Turning, he asked:

“ What land is that!" -

“That is the Island of Tortuga.”

“The Island of Tortuga! Why, that.is the
residence of the Brethren of the Coast, as they
call themselves, is it not?”

'r‘ It is, senor.” " '

“ I see thence the true cause of your uneasi-
ness. Youm afraid that they W111 discover

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us, and, without wind, we will be unable to“
make our escape. Am I right?”

“ I regret to say you are,” was the reluctant
answer.

“ But why did you adopt this course for your
vessel, when it carries us so near their den?"

I will tell you all I know of these men, and

why I chose this course rather than take the
one usually followed by homeward-bdund ves~
sels. First, I shall lessen the length of our
voyage, but that was not the reason for my
course. Before leavin St. Iago de Cubagl was
informed that Henry or an, who is an En-
‘lisliman, and the most b oodthirsty, revenge-
ul leader the buccaneers ever had, was OR the
Florida Coast, in the Bahama Channel, with all
the vessels they at present ale in’commend of.
To have taken that course, we should not only
have had to sail round the entire coast of Cuba,
but, without doubt, would have fallen in with
him, when our destruction would have been
sure, and not one of us could have escaped to
tell the tale, for he never shows mercy to us
Spaniards. I was, then, not only advised, but
thought it best myself, to take this Windward
Channel, and so out intothe Atlantic by either
the Handkerchief or the Silver Kay Passage.

“ But, as you say this Morgan is absent with
all their vessels, what have we to fear?”

“ Simply this, senor, that they can attack us
by boarding in their open boats, and in such
numbers that the defense we might make would
soon be overpowered. Our only menus ot‘ escape
would be by flight, and we can not do that ex-
cept we have wind.

“So, then, if we are discovered, our fate is
sealed?” .

“ Alas, senor. it is too true!”

“But you will make all the resistance you
can?"

“Ishall; for we have only the same to ex-
pect whether we allow them to board us peace~
ably or attempt to defend ourselves. I say it
{gill ‘make no difference—death will be our por-

ion. V

“We will at least have the satisfaction of
knowing, in our dying moments, that we have
not only done our duty to ourselves, but to our
country.” ’

“True, senor, but, to my mind, this is poor

satisfaction.”

“ And why so?” asked the nobleman, indig~
nantly. , >

“Because when a man sacrifices his life for
his country, he dies with the hope that his peo-
ple will he informed of it; but with us, weshall
die and no one he the wiser of it.” '

“ We are rather premature, Senor Captain,”
replied the nobleman, after a moment’s pause,
“in our fears, for as yet we have no cause to
excite them.” V

“ True, we yet hava no cause, and it the wind
would but spring up I would say no more about
it. As it is, here we are with scarcely motion
enough in the ocean to~ remind us that we. are
on its host) These pirateskeep a sharp look—
out for ves Is in our plight, and I feel-confident
that before now we have been discovered. Every
moment 1—” ,

“ Boats hol" ‘

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each other. That cryspoke more than either
cared to know. The captain was the firstto

“ Only as expected, senor)"

Then turning, he inquired:

“ Whereaway?”

“ Ofl! the starboard bow, sir!"

“ Can you make out how many there are?”

“ No, sir, not yet!”

“ Watch them sharpl Do you feel the air stir-
ring aloft?” ,

“ No, sir, not a puff!”

CHAPTER II.
ALL 18 LOST.

Tm: entire crew of the Spanish ship consisted
of her captain, two mates and twenty-eight men.
She carried as passengers, the nobleman Don
Castreo, ayouug Englishman named Edward
Seymore, and Isabel De Cordova.

ward Seymore had left his home, partly
owing to a desire to see something of the world
beyond what his native village aiforded, and
partly on account of the exaggerated reports
that had reached his ear of the immense riches
that the Island of Cuba oflered to adventurers.
Haviu no ties of kindred to bind him, he al-
lowed iis im ulsive nature to carry him where
it would. fter satisfying himself that the
riches of Cuba were not for him, he decided to
visit Spain, and we find him now on his way
thither.

Isabel De Cordova, the female passenger, was
a native of Spain, though, at an early period,
she had removed with her parents to Cuba, on
account of differenc tween her father and
the Government. She been brought up by
her aunt, and every advantage that rank and
wealth could bestow had been lavishingly grant-
ed her. Her father died when she was in her
tenth year, and made her heir of his immense
property, she being his only child. She was on
her way to Spain to press the claims of her es-
tate against the Government, under the charge
of the nobleman, Don Castreo.

The hail that announced the discovery of the
boats reached the ear of the two young passen-
gore, and, with hurried steps, they ascended to
the deck.

To Isabel, the existence of such an organiza-
tion as we have described was entirely un-
known. Not so with Seymore. Be well knew
the peril, but even in that first moment of ex-
quisite anguish at thought of their possible fate,
he formed the plan of a defense against immedi—
ate butcher through his English nativity. How
to effect th s was to be left for circumstances to
determine.

“ Will senor inform me of the cause of this
excitement!” asked Isabel, a few moments after
reaching the deck. ‘

“ It arises from the ap aranoe of some boats
that have been discove from the mast-head,”
answered Edward, with a show of uneasiness in
his manner.

“ Are we in danger?”

. “Senorita, I regret to say, for your sake, we
are

“.But wherei—how are we in danger?”
“ You compel me to speak. You see those
that are approaching us!”

 

“ No, I do not. Where are they?“

He pointed in the direction wuere the dark
line could be seen, with the occasional flash of
the oars, as their blades reflected the sun’s rays.

“ That low stretch of land toward the south
of where we are,” he continued, after a mo-
ment’s silence, “is, I think, the island of Tor-
tuga. That island, senorita, is the abode of a
horde of pirates.”

“ Pirates?” she said, interrupting him.

“ Yes, lady, and they are led—I regret much
to say—by a countryman of-mine, called Mor-
gan, who has takcna solemn oath not to spare
a single Spanish life. Nay, do not start, for I
am determined that yours shall he held as pre.L
cious b me as my own.”

He 8. ruptly paused. His feelings ltd him to
speak with much earnestness. Their meeting
on the vessel was not an accident, if the truth
were all known. Seymol‘e had long worshiped
the beautiful Isabel. His first service in Cuba
had been on her estate as her commercial agent.
and, though he had seen comparatively little of
her, it was to admire, if not, indeed, to love.

“ As I say, this Morgan is an Englishman,”
he resumed, “and as soon as the, pirates shall
gain our deck I will proclaim my nativity. I
hope thus my life will be spared, but not unless
yours is also.”

“ I rely entirely on you as my protector,” said

e.

Need it be said the words thrilled through the
young man’s heart like music? His soul now
courted danger for her sake. The boats had,
meanwhile, approached, so as not only they, but
the number of their crews could be counted.
There were eight of them, and each contained
twelve men. .

The captain of the ship had not been inactive.
The crew had been informed, without any at—
tempt at disguising their situation, of the num-
ber and character of the men who were ap-
proaching. ,

The boats came up swiftly till within a short
distance. They then rested on their oars, and I
the low hum of voices reached the ears of those
on board the ship. They seemed to be receiv-
ing final orders from their leader, who was
standing in the stern-sheets of the foremost pin-
nace.

Seymore, who was attentively watching them,
heard the order spoken in his native language
01’, “Give way, menl” .

“ That order spoken in your language seems
to give senor pleasure,” said a voice.

Edward turned and found the ca tain stand—
ing by his side. He answered w thout hesi-
tancy: .

“ It is pleasant to hear one‘s own lan§uage
spoken."

“ Perhaps," replied the captain, fixing his
dark eye sternly, on the young man. “Perhaps
you think it may he turned to your advantage,
and by means of it you will save your life?" '

“ If I, by proclaiming myself an Englishman,
can save mine, you may be assured I shall."

“ Coward l” hissed the Spaniard.

The young man’s face flushed at the insult.
but he held control of his temper, and answered
in a calm voicez.

“ Senor is not choice either in his selection 0!

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time or place for the offer of his insult," was his
sharp, but firm reply.

The Spaniard's hand sought the handle of his
pistol as he replied:

“ Mark you, Englishman, this I shall reserve
for you.”

There was no time for answer, for the boats
had reached the ship, and the men were board-
ing on both starboard and port sides of the bow,
climbing on board by means of her chains.

For a time the Spaniards retained their posi—
tion and fought like madman; but numbers
soon overpowered them, and, in spite of the en-
deavors of their captain, they began slowly to
yield. Not a word was spoken on either side,
and the only sounds that reached the ears of
Isabel were the report of pistols or the ringing
sound of sabers as they met, interspersed by the
death-cry of some poor wretch, as the bullet or
sword found his life.

At the further extremity of the ship stood
Seymore, his left arm supporting the apparent—
ly lifeless form of the maiden, while, in his
right hand, he held his unsheathed saber. An
oxulting shout caused him to look up, and he
saw the buccsneers had succeeded in killing
or driving; overboard the entire crew, save five,
besides the captain, who yet continued to
fight with uxriaunted bravery. While he
still 10 )ked at that fearful sight, he no-
ticed the Spaniard extricate himself from those
that surraunded him, and, with his sword, was
carving his way toward where the two stood.
Knowing well the object he had in view, Ed-
ward hurriedly whispered to his companion:

“ Fall, senorita, from my arm to the deck,
and lay motionless: quick, for the love of
Heaven. The captain intends to sacrifice our
lives if he reaches here, and I shall defend them,
if I am obliged to take his in doing so!”

Isabel, without a word, (lid as he requested,
and as he turned, he beheld the captain but a.
few feet from him.

An idea entered his mind that he could turn
to advantage this circumstance, which he plain-
ly saw, owing to the fury of the Spaniard, could
not be avoided, and be determined to make use
of it. Raising his voice and speaking in his own
language, he shouted:

“Stand back, and let him come. It is I he
wants for his prey; let him have his revenge!”

The pirates who were opposing his progress
immediately gave way, and the two stood face
toface. There was not a man of that entire
ship’s crew now on her decks alive, and the buc«
cancers gathered round to witness what to them
was a novel si ht—a contest between two of the
semapssel. piece sufficient was allowed, and,
so intensaly were they interested in the two men
that the form of Isabel had not been noticed.

“ I am here to fulfill my promise, senor!”
exclaimed the captain, in a voice of calm polite-
neas.

,“You should say you are here to take my
life," answered Seymore.

“\As you will, if the expression suits you
better.”

“ 1 shall defend it,” was the decide'l answer.

“ I do not intend giving you the chance.”

>“ Then it is to you the term coward will
apply, and not to m9;”' - ‘ ~ —

l

“ Words, senor, Cannot avail now. You shall
not have the satisgction even of defending your
miserable life.” e drew from his belt a. pistol
as he spoke, and calmly cocked it.

“ Hold!” exclaimed Seymore. “ Give me the
chances of an equal contest, and I will pledge

on that these men, if you succeed in overpower-
ing me, will spare your life.” Then raising his
voice he asked of those surrounding them:

“ You have heard what I have promised this
man; will you agree to it?”

“ We will,” was the answer.

“ Think you that I would take either your
word or theirs?” said the captain, a. smile of
scorn wreathing his lips as he spoke. “ No, not
for the life itself would I forego the pleasure of
sending this ball through your English heart?”
The weapon was raised suddenly and discharged,
but the ball went wide of its mark, as the muz-
zle was struck upward, and a harsh Scotch voxcc
exclaimed:

“Na, man, ye mannna use that. If ye be to
fight, ye maun take yer ain sword to do it wi’l”

“ Then be it sol Come, senorl”

Edward approached, and their swords crossed.
But a moment was given him. With a motion
quick as thought, the Spaniard made a faint as
if to touch him on the left side under the guard
then hastily recovering his position, he wound
his blade rapidly round that of his antagonist,
and, thrusting over, endeavored to pierce his
right breast. But Seymore was too well versed
,in the game of life and death with the sword, to
be caught. He recoiled a step without attempt-
ing to parry the thrust. Then quickly striking
his adversary’s weapon, before time had been
given for the captain to recover his guard, he
knocked it from his grasp. So adroitly had this
maneuver been performed that it called forth a.
burst of applause from the burs-cancers.

“That was a good straik, and ye be a bonnie
lad l" exclaimed the Scotchman, whom we must
here introduce to the reader by the name of
Donald.

The Spaniard stood a moment, but only for
a moment. Spriuging to his weapon he seized
it, and renewed the attack with so much
fury that Seymore was obliged to give ground.
Round the ,little circle they fought, neither tak-
ing his e 'e from the other. At last, from thor—
ough ex austion, they let the points of their
wea ons rest on the deck.

“ s senor again ready?" asked the captain,
after a brief pause.

“ I am—take your guard, sir." ,

Once more were their swords crossed. and
again the duel—if it could be called such—-com-
menced. -

“ Dinna. be rash, man: ye maunnalf’ightso hot;
bide yer time!" said Donald, in a we ing voice,
to the young Englishman. v _ ' ,

Seymore, grasping his weapon With new force,
resumed the attack with so much ilereeness that
the Spaniard was obliged to retreat from the
place which be had fought so hard to obtain.
As he reached the foot of the meinmast, he
seized what he thought an unguarded moment
on the part of the Englishman, who had allowed
his sword’s point to lower. and thrust his wea-

 

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, under his left arm, turned his body quickly
if“ . round, tearing it from the other’s grasp; then,
" l shortening his own, he plunged it through the
 captain‘s bod y.

- A momentary look of hate flashed from his
eye a choking sound as if he assayed to speak,
and, the Spaniard slow] settled to the deck.
The captain had rejoine his crew.

More like a statue hewn from the flinty rock,
than a being of flesh and blood, Seymore stood
looking down upon his dead foe.

Recovering his composure, Seymore hastened
to Isabel’s still senseless form. He lifted it ten-
derly in his arms, and bore her to the vessel’s
Slde, for a. breath of the sea—air to touch her lips.
A drop of water from a cup proflered by Don—
ald, soon restored consciousness.

. “ Senor, are we saved?” she asked, faintly, as
she recalled all.

“ I he so,” he replied.

“ n the captain?”

“ Is dead.”

“ Oh, God, how horrible l”

“ 1 had to do it——” he began, but she inter-
rupted him.

“ N o, no, senor: do not think I blame you;
you have but done your duty. But you have not
spoken to these men 1”

“ I have not, but I am sure they will not take
our lives.”

“ Well, young man,” exclaimed a gruff voice,
“ what do you suppose is to become of you?”

‘“ I am unable to say,” answered Edward.

“ You are sure there is no Spanish blood in
your veins?”

“ Not one drop; though," he added, “I am an
Englishman.”

“ I thought so; so am I. But this girl—those
eyes of hers tell where she hails from, and my
sword seems uneasy in its acabbard. Morgan
has never yet spared a Spaniard’s life, nor would
he now were he here, hesitate in taking hers.
Unlessl break my oath, she must be numbered
with the rest."

“Not while I live to defend her, or carry a
weapon at my beltl” replied Seymore, his eye
flashing fire, and his hand grasping the hilt of
his sword as he spoke. _

“ As to yourself, we buCcaneers have but two
ways of disposing of prisoners. Either they
must join the brotherhood, or else become our
slaves. You will have your choice. or the
girl’s hereafter I cannot tell you, as Morgan
Will arrange that to suit himself on his return,
which will he in a day or two.”

Atresh breeze, meanwhile, had sprung up.
The boats Were made fast under the stem, the
sails trimmed, and the vessel slowly commenced
moving toward her new home.

Edward was standing by the side of Isabel,
looking out at the island as they approached
it, now and then uttering a word of encoura e-
ment, or some hurried instruction. when 0
was interrupted by a low whisper, and, turn-
ing, saw Donald coiling away a rope but a few
feet from where he stood.

“Dinna look up, laddy, nor let them ken ye
hear me,” he said, hurriedly, laying much
stress on the word them. “ I will help lye baith
to gee wa’ free here, or my name isn’t onuld.”

 

 

 

“ You do not mean you will help us escape?”
said the young man, in much surprise.

“ Hush! ye maunna speak so loud. Ilse gang
wi’ ye mysel’, for I canna stay wi’ them.”

From the gesture that accompanied this last
remark, Seymore knew the Scotchman wished
to speak no further on such a dangerous topic,
and though it was hard for him to refrain, now
he knew he had a friend, the idea entered his
mind as to whether or not the Scotchman was
acting the part of spy; but the man’s earnest
manner—for there is a. sincerity in action
which the voice does not possess—convinced
him to the contrary. '

The breeze now blew stronger, sending the
vessel swiftly toward its port. The buccuneers
were gathered in groups about the deck, discus-
sing, for the most part, the qualities possessed
by their many companions who had fallenunder
the sword of the crew. Seymore still remained
by the side of his charge. Not a word had
either spoken since Donald's remarks, but both
felt more hopeful now that they were not friend-
less and entirely alone.

“ That island would be a beautiful spot were
it other than it is," Seymore remarked, at
len h wearying of the silence.

“ ndeed it would, senor; the associations
mar its beauty,” she replied.

“ The history connected with these buc-
caneers, is, in itself, one of much interest.
During my stay on Cuba I was fully made ac-
quainted, by an inhabitant of St. Domingo,
with their whole story.”

“May the time come,” she answered with
a tearful earnestness, “ when senor will have
the op ortunity of narrating the history. But,
alas! P fear we shall learn too much of them
here. I am filled with terror at what may hap-
pen. Oh, Edward, it had been better if we had -
died on this deck l”

She sobbed violently, and hung heavily on his

arm.
“ Dear Isabel, look up, and do not unman me
by your grief and fears. Morgan is not a
sacrificer of virtue, even if he is of life. You
Will be spared your worst fears, I know. Let
the thought of this, and that I am also near
you, be of some comfort, or I shall feel despond-
ent indeed.”

The maiden looked up, and smiled faintly, as
she replied: '

“ I will not be a burden to you, Edward. I
will try and be strong and brave for your sake
as well as my own.” ,

He bent over her, and pressed his ii is to hers,
and the murmured words—z“ I will be true to

on i” came from her ton us, to sink into her
over’s soul like a comman to save her.

It was a moment of pure joy even at that ter-
{ible hour when such horrors stared them in the

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CHAPTER III.
ran BUCCANEER AT HOME.

“ STAND by forward and clear the cable 01'
that anchor—the .one on the starboard bow.
Those Spaniards have let as many knots get in
it as if it was a bit of string," was the order, as
the vessel rounded the oint of the harbor.

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“ What are you doing aft, you lubber, with
that helm? Shut your eyes, and feel how to
steer if you can’t see! Lay aloft, men, and in
with the light sails—work lively. Port—~—
steady l” A

The crew sprung quickly to their work, and
soon the" ship was stripped of her canvas, with
but enough standing to round her to when she
arrived at her ground.

Nature seemed to have formed this island as
an asylum for its present occupants. A long
stretch of rocky cliff and shore surrounded its
harbor on the north and south, acting as a
breakwater, the island itself sheltering it from
the West. A narrow causeway, or opening in
the rock, extended from the summit to the shore
which, by much labor, had been constructed in-
to a rude stairway. Planted on the top were
two heavy guns, that swept its entire length, so
that, had an armed force succeeded in landing,
it could not have reached the summit. From
the cliff stretched a gentle slope, on which could
be seen the rude homes of the buccaneers. The
background lay in primitive wildness, with the
ragged top of some huge rock here and there
looking out like some grim sentinel through the
trees. The sea-gulls, as they circled round the
ship, seemed to welcome back the pirates in
their will screams. It was a picturesque spot,
too beautiful and inviting for its bloody desecra-
tion. The associations marred its natural
beauty.

“ Are you clear, forward?” asked the officer.

“ Av, ay, sirl" was the reply.

“ What water have you? What are you
doing? Heave the leadl”

The lead Was taken forward and hove. When
the line reached the after part of the main
chains, the voice of the seamen replied, in
drawling tones:

“ By the deep, nine.”

“ Lay her lurther toward the point of that
clifl,” said the ofllcer, pointing out the spot he
meant. “ What water have you now?”

“ And a half, eight.”

“ Keep her away a point—this is the first time
I’ve seen a ship of this size in here.”

“ She’s the biggest one we have, sir," replied
the helmsman.

“No, the Mary‘s a few tons heavier. That
will do,” he added, as the required depth was
announced. “ Put your helm down—hard,—
stream the buoy, and let go the anchor.”

The order was executed, and the ship for the
first time rested in the pirate’s cove.

“ Now, my rovers, in with every rag, neatly.
I want our captain to open his eyes when he
comes in. Work lively, and then we'll overhaul

, the cargo.”

This last remark was inspiriting enough, and
the ship soon lay under bare poles.

The buccaneers appeared so entirely occupied
with the inspection of her cargo, that the persons
of Isabel and Seymore were not noticeo. They
stood clasping hands too happy in their sweet
consciousness of eac other’s presence, to be
alarmed at‘what was transpiring around. How
long they stood in their dream they never real.

' 1231. A sharp “hal hal” startled them from

their silence.
“Hal ha I” echoed other voices.

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Seymore turned, and his eyes fairly scintillatod
with fire as he beheld the leader of the pirates,
and several of the men, pausing in their work to
enjoy a moment’s sport at the expense of their
captives.

The leader approached Isabel, and attempted
to seize her person, but Edward stepped before
her, saying in a voice husky with passion:

“ Dare to lay your hands on her, and I will
send your soul after those of this ship’s crew,
and your body to feed the sharks.”

“ Come, come, young man—well, if you will,
take it 1"

He struck full at Seymore with his clinched
list, but with no avail./ The young man was
not unskilled in defense without arms. Fending
the blow with his left arm he struck the pirate
on the forehead, sending im to the deck with
stunning force. He lay a moment, then rising
to his feet, drew his sword partly from its sheath,
but, letting it slide back again, he passed his
hand across his forehead several times as if not
yet recovered from the effects of the blow.

“ Curse you for a lubber," he exclaimed. f,‘ If
I don’t get your head-lanyard cut for this, you
can call me no true seamen. Here men. some
of you, lay hands on this covey and rope him
down, but don’t hurt a hair of his headl"

Seymore, who yet retained his saber, had now
drawn it, and stood in an attitude of defense.
Isabel, as she saw it, hurried to his aide, say-

in :

E!" For my sake, dear Edward, make no resist-
ance, but let them bind you; it surely will be
better for us both 1” -

The younglman acted upon her wish, though
it smarter] is proud spirit to yield his hand to
be securely fastened without resistance. The
men made no remarks while performing the
order, but turned quickly, after executing it, to
the more pleasant task of pursuing their search
infio the rich cargo with which the ship was

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“ Well, sir,” said the lieutenant, “ you will be /

obliged to be quiet now. Whether you believe
me or not, yet I tell you, I hate to bind one of
my countrymen."

“ I wish for no further parley. The word, or
assurance of such a man as you, is like the
winds, forever changing,” answered Seymore.

The buccaneer looked hard at him a moment,
tben turning, descended below. Hardly had he
disappeared, when Donald was cheerved com-
ing aft, carelessly glancing a! ound as if he was
searching for some article. Arriving within a
short distance, he raised his head, and, looking
about the deck, noticed that some of the few
pirates who remained above were obeervmg
him, and he hurriedly said in a low tone:

“ Diana be doon-hearted, man; it’s a’ for the
best.”

“ How so?" asked Seymore. “ That man will
do all he can to avenge the blow I gave him.”

“ ’Twould be a’ the same when Morgancomes;
ye would be made a prisoner then. Gie it the
cauld shoulder; ’twill be a’ weel soon.” _

“ What will they do with me, and this young
lady?” he asked.

“ They will take ye baith on shore. Ye they
will lock up for a time, and the leddy, I diam-
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scaith her,"he added, quickly, as he saw the
“ Ye will see me
soon, laddy; so keep up a huiraly heart.”

Saying this, he turned away to rejoin his
companions.

An hour passed before the lieutenant again
a paired on deck. At last he came, followed
by his men. The cargo had been inspected as
far as possible, and from their oountenances
Edward saw that they were highly pleased with
their rize.

“ aul one of the boats round, men, and let’s
get our live freight on shore.”

The boat was soon in readiness, and the lush-
ings of the young man heing‘cast ofl. he helped
Isabel to descend into her. Vhen she was com-
fortably seated in the stern sheets, the order
was iven:

“ ive way, my heartlesl”

The,oars were thrown forward, then held a
moment, and all the blades dipped at the same
time; the men threw themselves on them with a
will, and the boat, with a bound, started for the
shore. A short time sufficed to reach the rude
landing, where their prisoners were disem-
barked and commenced the ascent of the stair-
way. hen they arrived on the summit, they
proceeded toward the largest building in the
place, which they entered. Here Seymore was
obliged to part from his companion, and was
hurried forward through a long, dark passage.
The men finally reached a. door made of strong
plank and thickly studded with iron nails. This,
one of them opened with a key he had taken
from a nail in the outer room, and a ain the
youn man was hurried on. He knew rom the
lengt of the gallery, and the many turns he
had taken, that he was under ground, for the
appearance of the house from the outside con-
vinced him it was not of sufficient size to enable
him to walk so long a distance under its roof;
besides, the place had a. damp, earthy smell. A
small door on the right was 0 ned, and his eon-
ductors motioned him to enter, sayingr that food
would be served him at regular intervals.

He found himself in a cave, some ten feet
brood, and perhaps thirty in length. The place
contained a rude cot, and, feeling weary, he
stretched himself upon it, not to sleep, but to
set about devising some plan, whereby they
could eflect, with a probability of success, their
escape.

The apartment that had been assiguai to
Isabel was sumptuously furnished. The floor
was covered with a rich carpet, and the other
furniture was in keeping with it. It brought
no pleasant thoughts to her now. What was
gold and silken drapery to her—a prisoner, re-
served, perhaps, for a torture worse than death?
The wild, fierce Castilian blood surged fast in
her veins at some thought which possessod her,
for she sprun from the couch and paced
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CHAPTER IV.
HENRY MORGAN.
BY the light that alternately came and went
through the seams of his dungeon’s roof, Sey-
more was enabled to count the passage of time.
Food had been abundantly supplied, and Whnt
seemed astonishing to him, was, that it consisted

of the finest quality. Had he known by whom
it» was sent, his astonishment would have
ceased. The Scotchman had been given charge
of the two captives, and had supplied them
bountifully with the best of everything the isl—
and aflorded.

The third day dawned without witnessing the
arrival of the Chieftain, Morgan. Toward the
middle of the afternoon, as near as the young
man could estimate, he was startled by the
booming sound of a distant gun, and, as he
ri htly inferred, far out at sea. The signal re—
ceived a corresponding answer from shore. It
heralded the arrival of Morgan.

The day had far waned, and the darkness was

athering within his prison. His evening meal
had been usually brought to him before this
time, but as yet, it had not arrived. He did
not wait long, however, for the sound of foot-
steps met his ear, and Donald, unharring the
door, entered. Setting a lantern, which he
carried, on the floor, be carefully closed the
door, and, approaching the young man hurried—
ly said: '

“Morgan has cam, laddy, and he kens ye’r’
here, but winna see ye till morning. Take my
advice and liinna let him think ye’r’ caring for
him; be bauld and face him like a man, and he
will think all the more 0’ e. Ye winna be
scaith, I tell you so my sin se ".”

“ Thank you, good Donald. I will follow
your advice. I do not think it would advance
my interests to appear cowardly, but I will not
be rash. Will he see me to-morrow, think

ul"

“ I ken he won,” answered Donald, posi-
tivelv.

“ Did you hear him say so?”

“Yes, and ken what the lieutenant told
him.”

“ What was it?”

“He said, ‘We ha’ two Erisoners,,captain—
poled ari’iEnglishman, and t 9 other a Spanish
e y.

“And then what did he say?”

“ That he should he. see either of ye till morn-
ing. But, I maun gae wa’,lsddy, for they maunna
find us togither.”

“I would wish to speak further with on,
Donald, but do not wish to run any risk. hen
you see Isabel, tell her how I am, and cheer her
up with the hope of escape.”

“ I will, laddy; so good-night.”

“ Good-night, and God bless you.”

The door was closad, and bolts shot into
their places. and Donald, as he wended his way
back along the gallery, broke out in a. song.

Se more threw himself on the bed, and soon
was est in slumber. ,

The morning dawned, and. as the first rays of
light began slowly to disperse the darkness of
his dungeon, the deer was opened. and a stern
voice bade him follow.

The long gallery was retraced, the first door-
passed, which now stood open, andkatter being
hurried through several small a tments, he
was ushered into the resenceo the dreaded
Morgan. The room, w ich appeared to bee.
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flags of almost every nation, interspersed with
here and there a cluster of pistols, Dutch knives
and sabers, and, in fact, with all the smaller
arms used in warfare. Ou rude benches, laced
around the walls, sat at least two hundre men.
At the further extremity stood the Chieftain,
caressing the head of a large bloodhound, that

. licked his hand in return.

In dress he was plainly, yet elegantly attired.

l His limbs were incased in tight-fitting leggings

of finely prepared leather; he were high top-
boots, from the legs of which dangled crimson
tassels. The rest ,of his garments consisted of a
short coat, or, more properly, a heavy shirt,
confined at the waist by his sword~belt, and,
opening at the collar, showed a black velvet
waistcoat. His collar, turned down so as to ex-
hibit his muscular neck, was confined at the

[int by a pin of diamonds. On his head rested
finntily a blue velvet ca , with a wide band of
scarlet fastened in front y a clasp of the like
precious jewels; and a single snowy ostrich fea-
ther gracefully drooped over his shoulder. In
his belt were two elegantly worked pistols, and
his left hand rested on the hill; of a heavy sword,
while, with his right, he still continued to play
with the dog. In stature he was fully six feet,
and large, yet gracefully built.

Seymore advanced to within a few feet of the
buccaueer, and then paused. Morgan raised his
head, and running his eye over him at a glance,
spoke in a pleasant, yet authoritative voice:

“ You are the risoner?”

“ I am one of t em,” answered the young man,
calmly fixing his eyes on those 0 his ques
tioner.

“And you are an Englishman, they tell me.”

“My looks, my language, should inform you
of that fact."

“ Together With your inde endent manner,”
said the chieftain. smiling. ‘ From what part
of m native isle did you come?”

“ last sailed from London.”

“ You were not born there?"

“No, my native place is a small village in
Yorkshire."

“ Then you are truly an Englishman, and you
and I shall not be enemies.”

“ I have no wish to be the enemy of any
man.”

“ There is but one Way by which ou can
ever hope to make me your friend; wil you ac-
cept of it?” ‘

‘ Name it, and if I can I will,” answered Say-
more.

“ Answer me a uestion first. “What name do
you give our band ”

“ Pirates 1”

“ That is the name iven us by the outer
world 5 so, for a smoot er sound and deeper
manmg, we named ourselves ‘The Brethren of
the Coast.‘ Young men,” he added. his voice

‘chau in to a commanding tone, “ will you join

that re herhood’i"

“ Never," was the decisive answer.

“Stand back. men," thundered their leader,
as a score or more of the buccaneers sprung to-
ward Edward.

“Nay. it that is your play. you cowardly
whelps." said Seymore, in hot haste, “ give me
a weapon, and choose your man, and I will

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soon show What one true arm can do in letting
out vile blood." ‘

“Back to your places, every one! When I
want you I will call for you," said Morgan, ad-
dressing his men. Then, turning to Seymore,
he continued: _

“ You are over rash, and your impetuosut
may lead you into unnecessary difficulties.
do not think the worse of you for refusmg my
offer in the manner you have, though it will be
worse for yourself. Will you give me the rea-
sons for it, though I can well form an idea of
what the are?"

“ I will? You submit to no law or order save
that of your own making. You plunder the
seas in unholy theft. You murder your own
kind and spare no age, no sex. Your very lives
are written in blood and cruelty. The blessed
sense of mercy is dead in your souls, and, as you
have shown no mercy to others, a just God will
surely show you and your blood-stained men no
mercy hereafter. You are the terror of man-
kind, but you are preparing a greater terror for
yourselves.” .

“ The very words I imagined you would use.
But, tell me, Could nothing, no turn of life, no
event that transpired, tempt you to relinquish
your prejudices ? Think well before you speak."

“ I do not for one moment hesitate in saying
nothing could change the unspeakable horror
which I feel for your calling," was the firm

reply;

"‘ on are either very diflerent from the com-
mon mass of men or else you do not know our-
self. But we wi , on the morrow, talk 0 this.
As my countryman I like you; as a brave man
I respect you; and, as it so pleases me,‘I will
tell you a stor that not one 0 these men has
ever heard. our determination in not joining
us is, I know, a fixed one. There is but one
other choice—you must be our slave! But, as I
am a merciful man, I will make you an ofler,
whereby the duties you will have to perform
will becomparatively light, if you succeed. It
is this: we have a man among us who, in the
art of swimming, has never been excelled. Will

you enter the contest with him, and, if you suc- '

ceed in overcoming him, I pledge you my word
that your work will be of as ightanature as
can be found.”

“I consent,” he answered. .

" Yet you will be a slave, after all."

“ I shall resist,” replied the young man.

“ You will be overpowered.”

“ Nevertheless. I shall make the trial.”

“ Where is your weapon, fool. to do it with?

This last remark stung his very soul, and,
losing all command of himself. he sprung on one
of the band that stood near. Tearing from his
belt the saber he wore, before the man was
aware of his purpose circling the heavy blade
round his head as if it had been a willow wand,
he shouted in almost madness, entire] forget-
ting Isabel Donald’s warning, even is very
self:
“ Cowards, all of you, to taunt a man with
words, when you know you outnumber him, and
think to take advantage of his helpless situation.
Come, some of you—I care not who—and try the
point of this Weapon; its edge is as cutting in
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gan,” he said, turning to the Chieftain, “ draw
your Sword, and cross blades with me for a mat-
ter of life or death 1”

The buccaneer simply smiled, and sternly mo-
tioning back a few of the pirates who had risen,
said:

“ Young man, you have a soul that overlooks
all difliculties. Lower the pomt of your weapon;
it shall not be taken from you till of your own
free will you yield it up.”

“ I would say a word with you privately,” said
Se more.

‘ Speak out. We brothers hold no secrets
from each other,” the chief answered, rasing his
voice so as all could hear.

“ What are your intentions regarding the
young lady?”

“ S e is very dear to ou—am I right?" he
asked, without answered t e question.

“ She is very dear to me, sir.”

“ I regret to hear it, because she never can be
permitted any association with you. She must
either live with one of my men, or, not live at
all ” was his calm, stern reply.

hat outburst of passion on the part of Sey—
more would have followed this remark, it is im—
possible to say; for, at that moment, one of the
men rushed in with the information that two
vessels apparently Spanish, wereto be seen from
the lookout.

Morgan‘s manner changed like magic. Rais—
ing his voice to the tones of stern command, be
rapidly gave his orders:

“ Down to your boats, and man the three
swiftest vessels—set every rag they’ll carry, and
have a boat for me. I’ll be with you before you
are ready! You, Donald, take this man back to
his cell, and lock him in carefully. Watch him
as you would watch a lynx l"

Saying this, he disappeared, and the Scotch-
man conducted Seymore to his cave. As they
entered it, Donald said:

“ I ha’ been at work a little for the last three
days at this wall wi’ some tools, and about a
week more I shall be through. Ye maunna try
to help me, because it wid na be weel; they may
find 6 out.”

“ nd where does it lead to!" asked Seymore,
in much surprise.

“ Out on the cliff.”

As our hero was not satisfied with so short an
answer, Donald hurriedly gave him an outline
of his proposed plan of escape, and left the cave.

 

CHAPTER V.
ANOTHER CHASE—ISABEL m PRISON.

Ten buccaneer reached his vessel, and the
three were standing out of the harbor, with
every stitch of canvas set. The wind blew a
stiff breeze from the southward, and the water
gurgled merrily under their cut-waters as they
each lay well over on their bearings, with their
starboard tacks aboard.

“ Keep her steady for that headland,” said
Morgan to the, helmsman.

The ships they were in pursuit of were stand-
ing toward the northwest. and by this time were
hull down, nothing to be Seen but their upger
sails, from the size of which it was evident t at
they were large vessels. Why they were stand-

 

ing on that course seemed somewhat to astonish
those on the pirate vessels.

“ Take your glass,” said the captain to his
first officer, “ and see what you can make of
them follows."

The lieutenant sprung aloft, and in a few mo—
ments shouted:

“ I can‘t make them out, sir; they’ll have to
lift a little!"

“ Put your helm up—steadyl A small pull on
the weather braces," came the orders in quick
succession, and they were as rapidly executed.

“ Can you make them out yet?”

“ They are heavy merchantmen l”

“ So much the better. Keep a sharp lookout,
and let me hear from you when they lift."

The pirates were for the most part gathered
on the forecastle, gazing out, with hungry
glances, at their victims. The ship, being now

and before the wind, went rushing madly
through the water with the speed of a racc-
horse, the bubbles whizzing along her sides, and
passing rapidly astern in her long and glittering
wake. The captain would run his eye over the
canvas occasionally, to see 'how it drew, and
then glance at the man in charge of the helm,
who would merely answer the look by a similar
glance aloft.

“ I can make them out now,” came the voice
of the oflicer.

“ wen, what are they?”

“ What I said they were, sir—merchantmen.
Their courses show to the very foot. Here come
their hulls, sir, and they are settled deep, as if
they were heavily loaded. They are setting
their li ht sails."

“ We 1, that will do. Come on deck and get
Elbe magazine open. The men are short of pow-

er.

They were soon supplied, and busily engaged
in loading their arms. Some, with apparent un-
concern, were running their fingers over the
edge of their sabers. as if they were about en-
gaging in a slaughter of cattle. The remaining
two vessels were Close astem, and their crews
were similarly engaged.

Their course was now changed, the three
standin further to the southeast, with their
larboarl tacks aboard, and closehauled, as the
merchantmen bad altered their course, and were
standing more to the southward. It was evident
that they hoped to give the pirates a stern
chase, and as they were near the Florida Coast,
hoped to e able to run their ships into some
port where they could be safe. Vain hope! As
well might they expect to outsail the wind itself
as the coursers that followed in their tracks.
Every moment the distance was rapidly de-
creasmg, and the buccaneers, like hounds in the ‘
leash, were ea er for their prey.

“ Lay her c 036, as close as she’ll fill, and get
that gun ready forward; we’ll have a shot into
him, just to see splinters fly l" exclaimed Mor-
gan, as they came up within range.

The long gun was cast loose, the foresail lift-
ed, the match applied, and the piece belched
forth its stream 0 fire and smoke, sending the
hall ricochetting along the waves, until it buried
itself a few fathoms astern of the merchantman.
He kept on, however, without even running his
colors to the gait.

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“ Come, you infernal lubber, is that the way
you handle your piece? Take one more trial,
and if on don’t show a white spot on his black
sides, ’11 ram you home for a. ball the next
time i” said the buccanver, in an angry tone.

The gun was quickly loaded, and the man,
iguanting along the piece a moment, raised his

ea

“ Well, what are you waiting for?”

“ If you'll lay her closer, sir, I can do better.”

“Aft, there! Let her come up a point; that
will do; now let him have itl”

Again the match was applied and again sped
the iron messenger-to accomplish its work. The
smoke, like a snowy vail, hung round the mouth
of the piece a moment, then went scudding to
leeward. Both captain and gunner stepped

uickly to one side, and nzed after the shot. A
8 out broke simultaneous y from the lips of both,
as they saw the splinters fly in a shower from
his léulwarks, a few feet forward of the main-
mas .

“Try it again; the fellow seems to like that
fun, for he keeps on; but he is armedi” he ex—
claimed, in the same breath, as a stream of
smoke curled from his deck, and a ball went
whizzing over their heads.

“ Work your gun lively; are you ready?”

“ Ay, ny, sir!”

“ Down with your helm; steady so—Fire I”

Once more was the gun discharged, and this
time the topsoil was seen to tremble a moment,
and then to fall from the ca . The loss of this
important sail seemed to instantly felt, for
the vessel brought up all shaking. What this
was for, the pirates d d not know, and much less
cared. The course of their ship was slightly
altered, and she was run direct for the stranger.

“ Gather, men, forward, and stand ready to
board. Be ready with the grappling-irons, and
cast as soon as we fetch alongside. All hands to
your duty!" shouted Morgan, as the vessels
rapidly approached each other.

The men needed no ur ing, and as soon as the
distance was sufficient, t e grapplings were cast
and the ship swung side and side with the Span-
iard, They had scarcely touched before the
buccaneers swarmed his deck and the fl ht com-
menced. In the mean while the other 3 ins had
been overhauled by the remaining vessol, and
they being much smaller than the one Mor an
cfimmanded, attacked him in unison, on eit er
s e.

” Down with them, men; we want no more
ca tivesl”

n half an hour from the time the v‘essols
ranged alongside, not a living soul of their for-
mer company was aliVe. The work of inspect-
ing their cargoes was attended to, and, as they
were mostly laden with too heavy and useless a.
cargo for the pirates to care for, only the most
valuable parts were transferred. The ships
were then scuttled, and the vessels of the human-
nears fllled away on the homeward stretch.

As Isabel was the only woman in the place,
the faithful Scotchman had been assigned the
task of waiting on her. This he attended to
with the same thoughtful care bestowed on
Seymore. His stated visits were her only joy,
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hopes each felt of soon effecting their escape.
Still, with these, which were to her rays of sun-
shine breaking through the dark cloud that
seemed to hang around her, she felt an inward
dread of what might happen. Morgan had
visited her, and, though he did not directly in-
form her of his purposes, she did not fail to be
unfavorably impressed, and her soul was rakEd
with anxiety for not only her own welfare, but
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CHAPTER VI.
A SWIM FOR Lira—MORGAN‘S STORY.

" AT an early hour the ensuing morning, Sey- ‘

more was roused from a heavy slumber and
ushered into the presence of the Chieftain.
He found him dressed with the same scrupulous
care as on the previous day. The room evident-
ly consisted of one of his private apartments,
and the furniture and hangings were of the most
costly kind. It was an abode fit for an Oriental
monarch.

“Are you ready to enter the lists this morn-
ing?" he asked.

“ You have reference, I suppose, to the pro~
position you made, which was, if I succred in
out-swimming the man you should choose, my
work should be lightened?”

“ You are right. The proposition may seem
to you absurd; but we are fond of amusement,
and, as the monotony of pour island life af—
fords none, we resort to trials of skill and
strength as a pastime.” ,

They left the room, and proceeded to the shore.
Here a boat was in readiness, which soon con~
veyed them to the ship. ‘

At the distance of perhaps two hundred yards
was anchored a boat, around which, he was in-
formed, they were to swim.

“ You will find in my cabin some light articles
of clothin , which you had better substitute for
those you ave on," said Morgan.

The young man repaired below. Selecting a
light pair of duck trowsers, he quickly disrobed
and ut them on.

W en they reached the deck, Seymore found
the men had selected sights for themselves in al-
most every part of the vessel, and, standing in
the shade of the mainmast, was his antagonit.
Seymore was by no means a small man in
stature, yet, in comparison with the brawny
pirate, he seemed small.

“That is no common man you have to con-
tend with,” remarked the buccaneer, noticing
the astonished look on the young man’s face.

“ I should say so," he simply realtin

“ Are you ready, J acki" asked organ.

“ Yes, sir.”

“ Very well. Now what you each have to do
is simply this: you are both tostrain every nerve
to come off conqueror. Now startl”

In quick succession they jumped off the sprit-
sail yard, the pirate leading. Seymore rose to
the surface quickly, and struck out for the boat
in long, steady strokes. The pirate adopted
quite another plan, for the he swam as long un-
der water as possible, and, when he rose, was
some distance in advance of his antagonist.

“ He swims well." remarked Morgan to his
lieutenant.

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“ Indeed he does, sir, and if Jack is not care-
ful he will find himself defeated."

“ See! he gains on him every stroke,” again
said the Chieftain, after a moment’s pause.
“ I’ll lay two to one that the young man wins.”

“ For the sake of making it more interesting
I’ll take your bet, and pay, if I lose, with my
share of the gains we take in the next ship."

“Very good; I will stand you,” replied Mor-
gan. smiling.

At this moment one of the men cried out in
frightened tones:

‘ A shark! a. shark!”

“ Where, man, where?” eagerly asked Mor-

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g “ Ri ht off their starboard quarter!”

He ooked, and to his horror saw the dorsal
tin of a very large shark, though, from its slug-
gish movements, it appeared not to have yet
noticed the swimmers.

“ Come back, for God’s sake!” he fairly yell-
ed; then addin : “Lay aft and lower the cut—
ter down—quic for your lives!”

The voice of the buccaneer had reached the
men, who immediately turned and rapidly com-
menced making their way back to the ship, not
swimming as they had been, but using what
by the Frenbh is termed the la brasse way, or
“ hand over hand," in English. Seymore was
now in advance, and the water foamed past
him in his struggle, not now for mastery, but
for life.

“ Strike out, men for your lives! Swim, for
God's sake, swim! a sees you now—he is after
gnu! Pull her to them, lads, pull her under,

ut pull her up before that shark gets them!"
shouted Morgan, as he lea into the cutter.

The men jerked themse ves back on the oars
till they cracked again ‘and ever moment
brought them nearer to t 3 now near y exhaust-
ed men.

Every moment Edward fancied he heard the
rush made by the shark through the waters, or
felt the touch of the pilot-fish guiding the mon-
ster to his prey. The heavy breathings of the
pirate met his ear, but he kept on, straining
every nerve to reach the boat. At length it
was reached, and he was lifted in. As he turn—
ed to see how near his companion was, he saw
him leap suddenl half out of the water, utter
a sharp cry of n, then sink from view, while
the ta‘il of a he flapped for a moment in sight,
then also disappeared. The boat shot rapidly
to the spot, but, save the. blood which stained
the water for yards around, nothing was seen.

“ Poor J ackl it’s all over with on!" exclaim-
ed Morgan. Then, turning tot e men, heor-
dered them to pull for the ship. _

Seymore was allowed to rest himself, and
then again repaired tothe room of the chief-
tain. He had been allowed, by the popular
vote of the men, to be free from hard labor, al-
though the race had terminated in the manner
we have described.

“ Yesterday you said, after giving your rea-
sons why you would not join our brotherhood,
that nothing would cause you to swerve from
them.”

“ And nothing would.”

Morgan then arose, and turning to a heavy
case 9 dram, unlocked them, removing a

 

large bundle, from the ends of which the lyoung
man noticed what he thought was an ndian
bow. Having placed it on a table close by his
side, he again seated himself, though, from his
heavy breathings, and the rapid change of color
that came and went on his countenance, it was
evident some deep emotion was awakened by
the sight of that package.

“ I thought at one time as you do, and I am
altered, feai'iully altered in my views. I will
merely say I was born in England, and m

arents allowed me all the advanta es our vi 4-
age afforded in acquirin a goo education.
When I arrived at inanhoo , I expressed a de-
sire to follow the sea. This my parents op-
posed, but I embarked on board a vessel bound
for some port in Mexico. Our voyage was 9.
pleasant one, and all were in high hopes of soon
arriving at their destined port, when we were
overtaken by a gale which increased to a hur-
ricane, and the ship went down with all on
board except myself. I have a faint recollec-
tion of cliu‘fing to a spar, by which I reached
the shore. lien I awoke to consciousness, I
found in self stretched upon a bed of the softest
furs, an in a room whose nature, atfirst, I was
puzzled to make out. The walls were hung
round with signs of Indian life, and yet theis-
was an air of neatness pervading every part
that made me feel convinch l was in charge of
some one who had seen something of civilized .
life. As I lay speculating and wondering, I
heard a light footfall, and. raising my head
slightly, saw a being of such perfectness that I
thought her an angel.”

The darkening s adow again flitted across his
face, and his voice trembled With emotion as he
continued:

“ She approached my side, and, gently plac-
ing her hand on my throbbing temples, forced
my head back on its pillow, and bade me not to
rise.

“Why not?” I asked. “She replied, ‘ There
is nota word nor an action but is treasured
here.’ ” He placed his hand on his heart as he
spoke. “ ‘The lights and shades of many a sun
have passed since the paleface was brought
bleeding from the shore. We laid him here,
and here I have watched for one whole moon b
his side. He must not move or he will go bac
to darkness again.’ I thanked her, and, languid-
ly closing my eyes, soon slumbered.

“ It was not long before I was sufiiciently re-
covered to leave my room, and in a month was
as strong as ever. One evening I had wandcred
to the summit of a clifl, and was gazing out on
the ocean, thinking it was time for me. to make
my way to some port and ship for home. I had
risen to retrace my steps, for the spray of the
water rose like a veil to where I stood, when the
sound of footsteps reached ,my ear, and the
form of Attila—for so she was named— appear-
ed. ‘My pale friend must not sit here 1n the
dam air, she said. I felt a resistleSS power
that strove in vain to check,urgingineon,
and finally yielding, I took her hand in mine,
and poured in her willing ear the story of my
love. She listened without interru tin me,
and, as I ceased speaking, freely con esse how
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them—love overleaps all bounds—and spoke of
the happy days to come. I renounced home,
country, all for her, and lived but in her smiles.
I was soon made a chief among them, and glad-
ly they gave me the maiden for my wife.’ We
were married, and for two years—alas! how
soon they paSsedl—we lived for each other. A
little child was born to us, and” between it and
my wife I shared my aflection. At length some
urgent business of the tribe called me to a dis—
tance. Young man, I shall never forget the
> last time I was with them, if I live till my hair
is as white as tho hoary frosts of winter. I
kissed the little one, and, drawing Atala to my
heart a moment, turned and hurried away. ‘ No
sound met my our on my return, no pattering of
little feet, no loving embrace—oh, God! no, no,
none of these; but there was a sight that froze
my blood, that checked itscurrcnt. There, lock—
ed in the embrace ofdeath, lay wife and child 1——
I shouted in their senseless ears; I gazed down
into their stony eyes; I kissed their clammy lips;
but no look, no answer did they make.
becoming mad. Oh! that I had, for then, in my
maniac mind, they would have been always
with me. At length the torrent of my feelings
passed away, and, calmly kneeling by them, I
swore an oath so deep, so black, so awful, that I
felt my soul take hold on hell as I uttered it;
but I took it, and well have I ke t it, and shall
still, till I am laid in death. hen may Isee
those loved ones through my spirit’s eye, for I
shall never meet them. The Spaniards did com-
mit the murder, the Spaniards have felt my
vengeance.”
' He rose as he uttered the remark, and, taking
the bundle, carefully untied the strings, ex-
hibiting to the young man a full Indian costume
usually worn by a squaw, together with the
garments of a child. Besides these there were a
number of trinkets, a quiver of arrows, and a.
light how. The clothes were darkly stained
with blood, and rent in numerous places, nsif
torn by violence. Long and earnestly did the
buccaneor gazn on them, and the mingled emo-
tions of love and hate that were passing within,
Seymore could trace by the workings on his
face. At last overcoming them, and forcing
his voice to calmness, he again addressed his
listener:

“ After taking my oath, Irose to m  feet, and,
calling the remnant of the tribe around me, en—
tered upon the duty of consuming their bodies
to the earth. These clothes I removed with my
own hands, and have carefully preserved. Yes,
Atala, my wife, my darling, here do I uglin
renew my oath, and never shall my hand with-
hold the stroke of death from a Spaniard.
After laying them to rest.I wandered forth.
not kuowin or caring Where I went, until I
arrived att 6 Island of St. Domingo. There I
heard of this organization of men, and like wise
that they warred with bitter hate against the
very nation I had sworn to never spare. I
bouzht,with the last farthing I possessed, a small
sail-boat, and, with two others who wished to
join them, set sail for this island. What re-
mains is quickly told. They wanted a leader; I
was the very man for them; I offered, was ac-
cepted, and am now Henry Morgan, the chief-
taln of the Brethren of the Coast,”

Iwas '

He retied the clothes, and placing them again
in the drawer, locked it, and, after hurriedly
walking the floor several times, abruptly asked:

“ Well. young man, what do you think of
Henry Morgan now?” .

“ I feel for you, Morgan, and did our oc—
cupation of life consist of a more lawfu calling,
would be your friend; but I cannot, as I have
said, join your brotherhood. There is a. favor I
would ask of you as my countryman.”

“Ask, and if it lays within my power I will
grant it."

“ Give the girl her freedom, and then do with
me as you will,"

“ I cannot grant it. The girl has but two de-
cisions to choose from—either to live with one
of my men, or to die.” ,

This was uttered slowly, distinctly, command-
ingly. Seymore read in it his doom. To the
Scotchman he now looked for the consumma-
tion of their scheme to escape—the last hope of
salvation.

“ Is this decision final?”

“It is ” was the emphatic repl .

“ Wit me, then—what is my Iot’l”

“ You have been informed of it; you are our
slave."

“ Be it so, I submit.”

“Remember, that no second choice will be
allowed you when once you give your final
answer. Choose, then; our brother or our
slave?”

“ I have chosen—your slave."

Morgfin abruptly put an end to the conver-
sation y rising, and, summoning Donald, order-
ed the young man back to his dungeon.

CHAPTER VII.

a SCOTCHMAN’S WAY or OBEYING ORDERS.

THE ship that had been captured had under-
gone an entire alteration, so that she appeared a
different vessel. Her deck had been cut down,
and each side pierced by six port—holes. Her
sparsJiad been replaced by Iar er ones, and her
mast given more “ rake.” S e was now not
only the largest one of the fleet, but her sailing

ualities having been thoroughly tested, it was

ound that she was as fast as all others but one.
The pirates’ fleet consisted of twenty-eight sail,
though, at that time, the number of men on the
island was only 'sufiicieut to man twenty of
them. Their numbers were increasing so rapid-
ly, that two years from the date our story,
it may here e said, they were in command
of over forty ships, and a full crew for each.

Before the. capture of the vessel in which Sey-
more and Isabel were assengers, Morgan had
matured a plan of attac 'ng Porto 89110, which
he now intended carrying into execution. He
directed that seventeen ships, with a force of
twelve hundred men, should be instantlymade
ready to sail at a moment’s notice; then sum-
moning the Scotchman to his resence,,he gave
him his orders concerning thec ergo of the Lady
Isabel and Edward.

“ Donald,” he said, “ I shall be absent for some
time, and intend leaving you on shore. To your
charge I give the keeping of the young English-
man, and the Spanish girl. What you do with
per} care not. but him I wish well provided
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“ I s’uld like weel to gang wi’ ye, sir,” an-
swered the Scotchman.
“ I do not doubt you in the least, but you must
obey orders and remain,” replied Morgan.
:flYe want the laddy keped at work, dinna
e
“ Yes, and mind, you will have to answer to
me on my return if anght befalls him.”
“ Dinna fear, sir, I’ll ha’ gude watch 0’ him!"
“ I dare tell you, that for this oung man I
have taken a liking, and would g adly see him
one of our number. He is both brave and intel-
ligent, and would make an excellent officer for
me. There is but one cause of hindrance in the
way, and with it removed, I think he would join
5

“ Ye ha’ on] to name it, and I’se ha’ it re-
moved.” remar ed Donald, quietly.

“If that girl could be quietly dropped from
some cliff by accident, or some unforeseen event
of the kind that would dis se of her, then I
think his only scruple wnul be removed—you
understand me?” asked the Chieftain, with as
little feeling manifested in his tone.

“I ken yer meaning,” answered the Scotch-
man, in his quiet way, without showing the feel-
ings the diabolical hints of Morgan had caused
him. “ I ken yer meaning weel, sir and ye shall
he see the lass when ye cam back, I hope.”

“Very well; in your hands I leave her fate.”

Morgan then left the room, and Donald fol-
loiié'e'l, shaking his head and muttering to him-
ge .

“ Ye shall na see the lass, or laddy, nor my
ain sel’ either, by the time ye cam back, yo
bloody skellum.”

The week spoken of by the Scotchman in which
he hoped to effect an entrance into the cave by
means of the outer passage that had been walled
up, was rapidl extending into a. month. In the
first place, he ound that age had hardened the
cement to such a degree, that it required more
time and labor than he at first supposed, and the
wall itself was much thicker than be imagined
it, being built heavy at the base, and gradually
tapering toward the top. The distance be had
thus far uarried was about ten feet, and yet
the blows e struck were but faintly heard by
the im ’risoned youth. Seymore was obliged to
labor uring the day: still, when night came, he
would willingly have helped remove the barrier
to his freedom had he been allowed.

The Scotcth would not allow him to work
from within, so he’slept nightly to give a needed
rest to his weary limbs. It was the day previous
to the departure of the Chieftain, and Seymore,
who now was under the entire control of Donald,
had been sent to the northwest part of the island
to cut and prepare some timbers that were need-
ed to repair the wide landing at the foot of the
stairway. The day had half passed, and the
young man had seated himseit for a moment,
when his friend came suddenly upon him. Since
the interview Donald had with Morgan, no time
had been given him to communicate what had
been said to the latter. The dyoung man plainly
saw something unusual ha occurred, for his
com anion’s face was radiant with pleasure.

“' onald, you seem leased,” he said.

“ I am,” replied the cotehman, breaking into
a low laugh.

     

“ It must be something that concerns our wel-
fare—what is it?”

“ Ye see, laddy, Morgan is gauging off, and
he has bid me stay wi’ ye. He little liens the
man he’s gi’en the charge 0’ ye, or he wid na feel
so weel» about it. He told me to be careful of
yo, and thinks when he comes back ye will no.
mind to join the brothers.”

“ What are his grounds for thinking so? I
gave him the other day as decided an answer to
that as man could, I am sure.”

“gay, laddy, but I ha’ not told ye a,7 he said to
me

“ Pra , then, tell it me forthwith.” v

“He gade me, as I said, to ha’ a. watch 0’ ye,
and told me what to do wi’ the lass—”

“ And what of her?” asked the young man, ris-
ing hastily from his seat.

“Na, ye maunna get angry,” replied his com-
fiinion, soothingly: “ na scaiih will cam to she.

e told me ,to throw her free the cliff, or do
what I wid wi’ her, so she did but die. But,
I winna do it, led; I winna do it,” he hurried-
ly acEed, as he saw that Seymore was about to
s a

p?‘ I do not for one moment think you would,
Donald; but, he really told you So?" '

“ Ay ladd , and he told me mair.”

“Tel me a 1 he said, the very worst."

“He said that when yo found the lassie had
died, ye wid come over to the band, and he wid
make ye his oflicer—but ye dinna ken he’s gang-
ing awa’ frae here to Porto Belle?”

“ Indeed I did not; but when?"

“ On the marrow."

“And you—”

“Will stay on shore wi‘ ye.”

1“ 1%i1d is not that well for the success of our
an

“ Ay, laddy, we’se do better wi’ him gone.”

“ I think so, Donald.”

The conversation was dropped, and Donald
spreading before the young man the repast he
had brought, be seated himself and ate heartily,
for his morning’s work ,had given him a good
appetite. After he had, finished, he rose, and
asked his companion how he became an inhabit—
ant of the island. From the first moment of his
arrival he had wished to ask this question, but _
neither time nor opportunity had been given
him. The Scotchman’s history was in substance
as follows:

He was born in the north part of Scotland,
and prided himself in being- a Hi hlander. For
many years of his life he had een employed
amon his native bills, but at last, tiring of
climbing their rocky hights, he had made his
way to the Frith of Forth, and shipped for the
coast of Spain. Arriving there, he left the
vessel, and after staying on shore till, sailor—like
all his money was expended, or, as an “old
salt” would express it, “not a shot left in the
locker," he embarked for the Westlndies. Ar-
l'iving oi! the island of Tortuga, the vesSel was
discovered and chased by the pirates, and, al-
though it bleW‘ a six-knot breeze, and every
stitch of canvas set that would draw, they were
overtaken, and all the crew put to the sword
excepting himself and two others, who were
countrymen of his: they were allowed to live
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join the band. From the first he had recoiled
at the mode of life he was now obliged to
follow, and, together with his two companions,
determined to escape as soon as the chance of-
fered; but they had been slain in an engage-
ment, and he had not yet met with a favorable
opportunity. When Morgan communicated to
him his intentions concerning Edward, he felt
almost beside himself with joy, though he care-
fully refrained from letting his chieftain see it,
knowing the consequences that would inevitably
follow.

This was the brief history he communicated to
Seymore, who could but feel that a kind Provi—
dence had interposed to work out some good by
Donald’s preservation.

CHAPTER VIII.
mm EXPEDITION AGAINST PORTO BELLO.

THE crews of the several vessels that had
been ordered in readiness were on board their
respective ships, waiting the approach of their
coinimander, who was rapidly nearing his ves-
se .

Morgan had established as strict order on
board his ships as could he found on a man-of-
war of any country. He had transferred the
stern discipline of the British Navy to the men
under his command. The well-scraped decks;
the burnished binnacles; the neatly arranged
mnskets that stood lashed in their rack shaft the
mainmast; the precision with which every rope
was coiled under her bulwarks, showed the rigid
order which controlled the entire organization
on sea. as well as on land.

The piercing whistle of the boatswain on board
the commander’s vessel, and the echoing an-
swers of those on each of the other ships, with
the hoarse cry of~—“ All hands on deck, ahoyl”
soon brought into immediate activity their sev-
eral crews.

The steady tramp of numerous feet, inter-
spersed with a Verse of some wild sea song, the
hurried orders, the cheerful response, told the
moment of starting had arrived. The anchor
was hove short; the sails loosed and sheeted
home; the forward yards braced aback, and the
after ards filled away; the helm given sheer
enoug for the anchor to be tripped and then
catted; the jib-sheet hauled to windward; and,
as the vessels paid biautifully off, the yards
were trimmed fore and aft, and the fleet stood
gracefully out of the harbor.

“A fine breeze we have got to start by,” re—
marked the lieutenant, who had been watching
the bubbles glide swiftly past the vessel’s side'
“a fine breeze, sir, and if it only holds we’ll
make a quick run.” ,

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‘plenty of time, and there is nothing to hurry

us ” carelessly replied Morgan.

‘ Have you implicit confidence in that Scotch-
man'i” inquired the officer, abruptly, after a
moment’s pause.

“I have; but why do you ask?”

“ Why, sir when we captured that Spaniard
I saw Donald whisper to the young man some
words which appeared to lease both amazingly.
I thought_I would say not ing to you about the
circumstance until I was convinced by further
actions on his part, that I was right. Ever

 

since we returned from our last cruise I have
watched him closely, but to no avail. Either
my suspicions are wrong or else he has noticed
I suspected him and has been careful."

“ You did very wrong in not telling me be-
fore, thou h I am convinced we have not amore
faithful fo lower than that Scotchmau.”

“ I hope so, and yet I feel doubts concerning
him; but time will show whether or not they
are correct.”

“If, on my return, I find you are right. a
knife’s point will soon set him beyond further
sus icion. But we have more weighty matters
on and, so we will sa no more about him."

The dog-watch be but just been set on the
morning of the third day, and the men one
to mess, when the lookout at the mast-boa re-
ported a sail in sight. All was instant activity.

“Where away?” shouted Morgan, as he
reached the deck.

“ On the lee bowl”

“ What do you make her out?"

“ She’s a large ship, I should say, sir i”

“ What sails do you see?"

“ I can make them out as low as the top-
gcllant. She carries royals and rigged
large.” v

“ Signal to one of our large shipstoedge with-
in hail,” he said, turning to his lieutenant. ,

The flag was run to the gaff bearing the in-
itial letter of the vessel desired, and it had
scarcely unrolled before the ship was seen up-
proaching. When she was within hail the buc-
caneer gave the required orders, and she drew
out from the fleet, crowding all sail in pursuit
of what evidently proved a Tartar, for she not
any of her crew were ever again seen by the

irates.
p In due course of time Porto Belle was reached,
and the fleet stood ofl' and on the harbor, while
a boat was ordered to the shore.

“ Unlash the larboard quarter boat and lower
away. Lively, men!" said the lieutenant, who
had been assifned the office of demanding the
unconditiona surrender of the place. The men
sprung to their duty, and the boat was quickly
lowered and unhooked. “Now give way, my
heartiesl” exclaimed the oflicer, as he seated
himself in the stern—sheets.

The boat sped swiftly on its way, till with-
in a short distance of the place, when it was
suddenly brought to a standstill by the re rt
of a cannon, and a ball flew whining over 1; en-

heads.

“ If that’s the reception they intend giving us
at the start, we mi ht as well ’bout ship and
make no further par ey. I’ll show them a white
flag and see what good that will do," he re-
marked, as he extended a handkerchief on a
boat-hook and flung it to the breeze. Then giv-
ing the order to a sin proCee'l, they reached the
town without furt er molestation.

“Well, sir, what do you mean by that dog,
and what is that fleet doing OK the month of our
harbor?” asked the commander of the place, in
precise, soldier-like tones. I

“ I am here to demand the unconditional sur-
render of this town, in the name of Henry Mor-
gan, the chieftain of the Brethren of the
Coast,” answered the lieutenant, in an equally
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“ Answer me. Suppose I refuse to acquiesce
with vour leader's commands—what then ?"

“ We shall compel you.”

“ And if we resxst you?"

“ We are armed with sufficient force to over—
power you.”

“And if you are allowed to return to your
vessel, and report my answer, will not you make
one of the attackin party?”

“I—that is, if am ordered I shall be com-
pelled to obey.”

He would have spoken more definitely, but
there was something in the governor’s manner
that caused him to frame his answer in a way
that would make it a pear as if he was com-
pelled. and not of himsel)! anxious; though, had
the choice been left to himself, he would cer-
tainly not have remained on board the ship
while his companions were plundering the town.

“ If I yield to your command—for with that
fleet yonder it certainly is not a request——what
terms do you offer?”

“ Your lives only. ”

.“ Let your men regain their boat, and I will
give them the answer to carry back to your
leader.”

The officer gave the order, and then stood
waiting.

“ Senor will please reenter his boat,” re-
quested the governor. “You have asked
whether I will surrender this town,” he resumed,
as the lieutenant did as he had requested.
“ Now take my answer. Let your men carry it,
for you never can.”

As he finished speaking, he drew a pistol
from his belt, and, aiming it full at the pirate’s
head, fired. The man uttered not a word, but
fell in the boat, dead.

“ Away with on! I give ten minutes for
you toget beyon the reach of our guns. Away,
and take the body of that villain as my answer
to your chieftain. ‘

The boat’s crew were too much awed by the
daring action and the stern voice of the gover-
nor to even murmura reply. They 'erked hack
on their cars, and, ere the time a1 otted, were
far out of the harbor.

It would be impossible to describe the rage of
Morgan as the boat reached the ship and he was
informed of the overnor’s manner, and shown
the bodyr of his 0 cer.

“ Run up the signal for a boat to come from
every ship 2” he at last commanded.

It was done, and his officers soon gathered
around him, tol'wh'om he briefly told what had
occurred.

“ And now,“ he said, “that town I shall take
if it costs all your lives, and it is governed by a
man who will defend it with as much bravery
as I intend using in attacking it. Now go!”

They turned and regained their respective
vessels, and the fleet then stood in directly for
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THE FALL AND BACK or PORTO HELLO.
ON the southern point of the harbor, and d.s-
tant from the town some two miles, jutted a
low, sandy oint. On this Morgan disembarked
his force. t had been his first intention to run
in and land immediately at the town; but, upon

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sounding, he found the water was not of suf-
ficient depth, excepting at one point, and that
was protected by the guns of the citadel. His
plan of attack was then changed from an assault
by water to one by land. The Luccaneer was a
man who was as careful of the lives of his fol-
lowers as he was regardless of those of his ene-
mies. He had been fully informed in regard to
the town, its approaches and its defenses, and
knew that the town itself was not fortified, but
that the citadel was of great strength, and
would cost him more lives than he could actually
spare to storm it. Morgan was not only a man
of great courage, but one of equal sagacity for
plotting. Hence, he was soon engaged in invent-
ing some stratagem by which the fort could be
taken without too great loss.

The following morning he arose early. Dress-
ing in his usually careful manner, he ordered
fifty of his best men to follow, and started for
the town. The bare mention of his name was
suflicient to protect him from violence, and the
inhabitants fled before him like frightened
sheep. Arriving at the gate of the nunnery, he
knocked, and, the wicket being opened, the voice
of the portress, in trembling tones, asked what
he wanted.

“ Open, good mother,” he replied. “ You have
nothin to fear. I war on men, not on women.”
. The oor was carefully opened, and he strode
in.

“Are you the‘abbess‘l" he inquired, his voice
instantly changing to its natural tone, now that
he had effected an entrance.

“ I am not, but I Will hasten and call her,” re-
plied the afl'righted woman.

The buccaneer had not long to wait. The
door opened, and the stately figure of the lady
abbess entered. She was dressed in the somber
hue of her order, while round her waist hung
the heavy beads and cross of her rosary.

“ What business has a man of blood to pro-
fane the sanctity of this holy place with his
tread?" she inquired, in a solemn voice.

“ I come to order, not to be commanded—to
§iestion and not to be questioned,” replied

or an, with a meek bow.

“ our name is Henry Morgan—the dreaded
buccaneer?" she inquired.

“ I am. Have you any thin more to ask?”

“ 1 have heard of your sinfn life, and the sis<
ters oft have prayed for you.”

“I have not the least doubt of it, woman :”
and then added, sternly, “I come here notto
talk of feasts or tests, prayer or praise, but to
command. I am here to lay waste this town—
to leave not one stone on another. I am a
feeling man,”——he smiled at his rude jest—“ and
wish to Spare as many lives of to own men as
possible. Of you nuns I inten to make an
agent in doing so. To—morrow we shall assault
the castle, and, as the governor and his soldiers
would not commit so heinous, so unholy a crime
as fire upon you, I intend to—”

“ Holy Father l—‘whati”

“ Have the goodness not to interrupt me,” he
said in an angry tone. “I was saying, as they
would not fire on you, I intend having you plant
the ladders for us, and ascend them first. We
shall immediate] ‘follow you.” '

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mother, or perhaps some woman who once
loved you?"

“ Forgetl" he thundered, rising from his seat,
and striking his clinched fist upon the table.
“ Forget—would to God I couldl But no more
of this. Let it suffice, that to-morrow my fol-
lowers will have the ladders in readiness. See
to it that you are ready. I shall station a. guard
about this place, and if you attempt to effect
your escape, your blood be upon your own
hands." .

d He rose as he spoke and walked toward the
cor.

“ Stay 1’ she cried. “Promise me that if we
obey your orders’, we shall have our lives and
honor rotected.’ ‘

“ I shall promise nothing.”

She assayed to speak, but he motioned her to
silence, and left the room.

At the outer door he met his men, to whom he
give orders not to allow any person to either

save or approach the place during the night.
Then, selecting a small escort, he wended his
wav back to his followers.

Early the following morning all was stir and
bustl) within the pirates’ camp. At length the
men were under arms, and the line of march
began. When they reached the nunnery, a halt
was orlered, and Morgan entered the place. He
was a short time absent, and, when he reap ar-
ed, Wh‘ followed by the entire number 0 the
affrighied nuns. They were compelled to carry
the killers, and proceed in front, forced on by
blow; dealt them with no gentle hand.

Morgin had planned this cruel device, know-
ing the holy reverence which the Spaniards en-
tertained for these women.

As the trembling nuns planted the ladders
and commenced the ascent, urged on by the

naked sabers behinl them, the voice of the

governor spoke in distinct tones, first to his
men and than to the aesailants:

“ Resist all who attempt to climb these walls,
even to the holy women, if you value your lives.
Spare none. for, of what avail would it be to
those nuns did we allow them to reach the sum-
mit alive? Would not they be sacrificed ' in
com'uan with us by the fiends that follow?
They, then, might better meet a speedy death
by our own hands than share a fate far worse,
and at list. be butchered.” Turning to the

, pirates, he aided; “ Morgan, think not to sue-

ceed by the hellish plot you have invented. for
we wil throw back upm our swords those
poor women you have compo led t) not for you,
anl wash our han'ls of their blood."

“Follow me, msnl” shouted the chieftuin,
seeing his plan of no avail. “Follow me! Away
with the women, and man the ladders! A thou-
sand pieces to the one who reaches the top
firstl” »

With loud cries the pirates commenced the as-
sault. They wanted no greater inducements
than to share in the plunier the place would
afhrl. The he] less nuns were thrust rudely
aside, many of t em trampled to death under
their feet, while others were mercifully granted
aquicker death by the sword thrust through
their defenseless breasts. Some, with torn gar-
ments, made their escape, and secreted them-
selves until the bloody disaster was accomplished.

 

Long and desperately did the brave governor
defen the place, and fenrfully did it tell on the
lives of the assailants; Morgan seemed aided by
the Evil One, for, _ though man were the
weapons aimed at him, his wretched life was
still secure. The bullet intended for him would
find a lodgment in the heart of one of his follow-
ers. Numbers at length prevailed, and disput
ing, inch by inch, the ground they had ten ht so
hard to retain, the defenders were driven ack,
till. finally, all were either slain on the spot or
dashed to pieces on the ground below.

After the work of death had been accomplish-
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CHAPTER X.
AN ODD PLAN FOR ESCAPE.

mm the departure of Morgan, Donald had
been enabled to make more rapid pro rose in re-
moving the wall of the cave, and ut a few
inches at length remained between the young
man and freedom. The Scotchmnn had hoped
that the watch kept on board the vessels would
not have been as strict as when the Chieftain
was with them, but, for some cause or other he
found it had been doubled. This caused him
almost to despair, as it was his intention to leave
the island by means of one of the ship’s boats.
To obtain one without new attracting the atten—
tion of the vi ilant sentinels, would be impossi-
ble. In this rame of mind he sought the young
man for counsel, that, by their united efforts
some plan might he invented by which their
esca could be accomplished.

“ by, Donald, what is the matter?" asked
Seymore, as his friend’s troubled face came in

Sight.

" Well laddy,” he replied. “ the watch has
been doubled on the shl , and I cannot see how
we are to get a boat. dinna ken but ya might
think 0’ some plan."

Edward remained without speaking for some
time. At length he asked:

“ You told me Morgan gave you instructions
to put Isabel out of the way, by throwing her
of! the cliff?”

“ I did.”

“ The pirates you tell me, are exceedingly
superstitious. 150 they believe in persons visit-
ing this earth after death?”

“ A , lnddy, they do.

“T en I see no way for it but to invent a
ghost. which shall procure us all we need. It is,

feel, the only resource left us. Do you think
it can be made at all available?”

“ I ken it will, laddy, if ye may invent the
way.” '

The plan of escape first thought of was for
Donald to obtain one of the hosts by stealth; to
hug the shore until he had Worked his way far
enough out of the harbor to conceal his move-
ments; then to hoist sail, round the point, and
land on the south side. There Seymore and the
lady were to join him, and the three would then
lay their course for the nearest point of Hayti.
The latter part of this plan was still to be ad-
hered to, should‘theybe so fortunate as toobtain
the boat from the guard.

“ Can you conceal the lady until we are ready

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tostai-tf" asked the young man, after remaining
silent for some time.

“ Yes,” replied Donald.

“ Then listen to me. You must inform Isabel
of the part she must play, which will be that of
ghost. Since you were instructed by Morgan to
get rid of her, you must this very night hastily
conceal her. Then appear, for several days
after, moody and reserved: the men will notice
this and inquire into the cause. which you will
mystify as best you can; but mind you, tell them
that in conformity with the will of their leader,
the girl lost her life, and that her spirit
hovers constantly round. and eve night you
are 0in ed to meet her at some d stant point.
If they oubt you, tell them that, if you are not
there at the appointed time, she invariably
comes for you; and, to confirm this, remain
some night with them over the appointed tour,
and have her appear."

‘,‘ Wee], iaddy. if ye are not cunning! Never
fear but that I'se do it weel,” replie Donald,
highly elated with the scheme.

As it was now nearly night, the young man
followed Donald and was incarcerated. within
the narrow boundaries of his cavern once again.
After e(Preparing their evening meal Donald
wend his way toward the room in w ich Isa—
bel was still confined. She had changed much
since, and the pale, sunken cheek told that her
confinement was wearing upon her. She smiled
as her good keeper entered. Donald felt a pang
of remorse that he had not been able to effect
hv i“ escape before now, and determined that ere
Emily days she should be on her way toward

ome.

“ Have you any news, Donald?” she asked.

“ Yes. leddy,” he replied. “ But ye ha’ a part
to play.”

‘ A part to plug-what do you mean?”

“ Ye ken what organ told me? ’

“Yes; you told me of his order to you con-
cerning me.”

“ Weel, leddy, the young man and I did speak
0’ it to—day, and we maun gae wa’ free here be-
fore he comes bac ."

“ Welt—go on.”

“ Ye maun let the men think I got rid of ye,
and ae wa’ wi’ me free here.”

“ es, I understand you so far; you want to
hide me?"

“ Ay,_leddy; and as the men believe in ghostie
things. ye maun appear to them."

He then confided to her the entire plan. She
acquiesced in the effort with eagerness. After
she had finished her meal he discharged a pistol,
and hurried her away.

“ Was that you that fired that pistol?” inquir-
ed one of the bnccaneers of Donald, as he ar-
rived at the outside of the place.

“ Yes ” was the short answer.

“ Au who did you fire at?"

“Ye ken me wee], Dick, that I never minded
to shoot a man, but when I ha’ to shoot a wo-
man, I dinna like it.”

“ Shoot a woman 1” exclaimed the man in
much sur rise. “ What woman have you been
shootin

“ The Spanish leddy that we took wi’ the
young man."

“ And who told you to do it!"

 

“ Morgan.”

“Then what are you fretting about? You
did but obey orders.”

"Oh! it ye had seen the look she gie inc as
she died, and the voice she spoke to me wi’, ye
would na forget it till yer dying day.”

“ What did she say?” asked Dick, becoming
more and more uneasy.

“ ‘ Meet me,’ she said, ‘ every night at the
sma’fho’ur, by the gray rock; I ha’ much to tell
ya 0 .

“ And are you going to?"

“ l canna help to, if I wid; for she said if I
dinna come to her she wid come to I, beit at
council, feast, or ship hoard. But I maun ha‘ a
boat to go there wi’, else she will come to me."

“ And you shall have one, or a dozen of ti em
when I am on watch, for I would not meet her
for all the ships we have got. But perhaps she
will not be as good as her word?"

“ Dinna say so, Dick. It is a sin to tempt a
ghostie; dinna ye ken she hears what ye say?”

“Do you think so?” said his companion, look-
ing round with a frightened glance.

‘ Yes, Dick, ye but tempt her to come to ye
some night when ye are on watch,” replied Don-
ald, solemnly.

This was too much for Ihe man. He turned
to hurry hastily away. The Scotchman gave
Lent] to his feelings bya low laugh, and mut-

re :

“I ha‘ feared ye, Dick, to me ain liking. If I
can”do as weel wi’ the rest, we will bid ye good-

Some time after twelve, Donald stole softly to
the rooms, and, looking in, he saw the lint-ca-
neers en aged in their carousel. He hurriedly
retraced is steps, and waiting till he heard two
bells struck on board theshi , hurried to the.
shore. Freely sprinkling his hair and ill this
with sea-water, and bedaubing his boots with
mud, he disarranged his toilet as if he had i eon
at some distance, and ascending the cliff hurried
toward the rendezvous.

One of the pirates was busily engaged narrat—
ing some sea tale as the Scotchman burst with
affrighted looks. into the rooms. Hurriedly
seizinga glass of grog that had that- moment
been placed before one of the men, he drank it
011 atadraught, and sunk upon a seat as it
entirely overcome.

“I said so, Dick!” he at length gasped. “I
said so. I ha’ seen her wi’ my sin een.”

“What is the matter with the man, is be
crazy?’ asked the officer Morgan had left in
charge of the place.

“Na, sir, I am as crazy,” replied Donald;
“but I ha’ seen her." -

“ Seen who, you lubberly fool?”

“The leddy, sir; she whom I shot."

“ You have been asleep and dreamt it.” ,

“Look at my clothes,” he replied, going to-
ward the table, where the drops of water,-
glistening in the light, might be plainly seen by
all. “ A man could he get these drops 0’ spray
in his bed, nor these clots o’ mud upon his boots.
I ha’ not dreamt theSe there.”

“ Well, tell us where you got them—will on
give place to Donald’s story, Tomi" he aS‘ed.
the man whose tale Donald’s entrance had inter—
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wnight as well do it as wait longer: so when I

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“ That I will,” was the answer.

“Here, take a glass of stuff to keep your
courage up, and out with what you have seen.”

Donald took the proffered liquor, and, after
swallowing a little, began, in a deep and mys—
terious voice, his impromptu story:

“Ye see, lads, I was ordered by our chief,
when he sailed, to make away wi’ the leddy be-
fore he cam hame. Yesterday I thought I

carried her in supper, I waited till her do was
turned frae me, and shot‘ her, as I thought,
dead. I went to dra away the body, when she
opened her do and ooked awhile, and said:
‘ Donald, ye maun come to see me every night
by the gray rock at the sma’ hour, for I ha‘
mon y things totell ye of. If ye dinua, I will come
to ye, be it at council, feast or ship-board.’ 1
could no. answer her, lads, but I ken I maun
gang, else she will cam to me. To—night I went
and saw her." ,

A shudder of dread ran through his fellows,
as he paused to let his words have full effect.

“Go on, Donald, go on i" exclaimed the ofli-
cer. in an excited tone. ‘

“ I could on get a boat, so I walked; I winna
do it again if'she comes to me every night till I
die," he said—a not indistinct hint that his com~
panions might have the benefit of seeing the
supposed spirit, as well as himself. “I had us
been there long, before I thought the sun had
risen, it grew so li ht, and when I looked up. I
see the leddy stain ing close by me. She was
dressed in‘ white, ani her face shone like the
sun; her dark hair hung loose about her shoul-
ders, and the blood fell drop by dro to the
rock (me the wound the ball had in e in her
breast. She slowly raised her arm, and point-
ing to it a moment. said; ‘ Donald, ye will rue
the day when ye killed me. I ha' done ye nor
Morgan no. harm, yet ye harmed me. As long as

ye; but when I ha" come to ye, ye will Wish yo
I could na stand it on
longer, lads, and fainted away. As soon as
cam to, I hurried hame in the plight 9 see me.
I ho a ye will never see her yer am 3 ’s.”~ '

“ on say, Donald, that thes irit of this wo-
man threatened only you wit harm it you
mi led to be at the place on the time appointed?"
inhuirod the officer. ‘

' That was what she told me.”

“Then to—morrow night you shall not go; I
want to see this spirit myself. If she had ap—
pointedaplace easier of access, I should not
care to see her; but this wanting a boat, is a

have actually seen what you say you have; t on
I can allow (you the privilege of using one, for
I. nor an y o the men, care about her presence

' Donal supplicated with all the eloquence he
was master 0 , but to no avail; the lieutenant
remained firm, and with apparent reluctance,
he yielded. ’ _

‘ Yo will see her, sir.” said Donald, positive-
ly “and then 9 wid ha’ been glad had ye
to on my word or it.”

" Very well, We shall see,” replied the officer;
then turning to the man he (had addressed as

 

Donald remained in the room, and Dick, edg-
ing his way to him, said:

‘ And on did see her, Donald?”

“ Yes, ick; ye dinna think I lied to ye?”

“Not I; but the lieutenant will not let you
have a boat until he sees her for himself; now
I, nor any of the men, care to have her come
around. So, if you will go there and meet her
so as to keep her away from here, I will see you
have a boat. "

“ Thank ye, lad, but I winna gan since he
maun see her hissel‘, and be will, efore the
clock strikes one, to-niorrow night.” a

The Scotchrnan felt almost beside himself
with joy at the success in store. His only fear
was, that Isabel would not not well her part.

 

CHAPTER XI.
A SAILOR’S YARN AND A VERITABLE GHOST.

DONALD rose early the next morning from
the few hours’ sleep he had obtained, and hasten-
ed to conduct So more to his allotted task.
When they arriv at the spot, he narrated the
adventure of the previous night. The yonn
man listened with satisfaction, for he had h
many misgivings upon the success of his plan.

'“ You must communicate at once to Isabel
what you have told me, that she may have as
much time as possible to school herself in the
part she will now have to perform."

The Scotchman hurried away to where she
was confined.

“ Good-morning, Donald. What good word
to-dayi” she said, as he entered. r

He proceeded, forthwith, to give her, word
for word, what had transpired since the last
time they met.

"So I am to figure in the play lac-night“ A
lifedmma we may truly call it!”

“ Yes, lerldy, ye maun, or else all is lost.”

“ Never fear but I W111 do all I can to frighten
you,” she answered, with a laugh, the first she
had been heard to utter since she had been on
the island. V >

The entire arrangements were then perfected,
and the two parted.

During the day, Donald removed a part of
the partltion behind the drapery ofthe council-
room, that Isabel might make her appearance
suddenly and noiselessly. The buccaneers did
not at all relish the probability of seeing the ap-

arition, and had the matter been left to their
decision, the Scotohman could have had every
boat they possessed to visu; the lady’s s irit,
rather than their eyes should be' grante the
privilege of behclding her. . _

Slowly, to Donald, wore the day, till at length
the gloom of night shrouded the island in its
somber mantle. The pirates could be seen gath-
ered in groups, here and there, conversing se-
riously of what that night would reveal. On
former evenings they had gathered at an eatiiv
hour within their banquet-room, but now. -
though the ship’s bells had struck nine, the place
was et vacant. _

“ ome, men, let’s m and hear the. story Dick
is to tell us," exclaimed the voice of their oflicer
from the door.

With 1111 ering steps they obeyed, and follow r
Tom, he bade him finish his story. \ Led him to 4:

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“Pooh, Dick, I smell brimstone already,” nt-
tered one of the number.

“ Avast heaving,” answered Dick; “ it’s bad
enough to see the thing when it does come, with—
out speaking of it beforehand."

“ hat is so, shipmate; but what a man sees
he sees, and what he smells, he smells, an
there‘s no use running away from it.”

“ Yes, that is a fact; but you don’t see any-

thing?"
“ 0' but I think that glim don’t burn very
bright, re lied the man, pointing to the li ht.

“If she rings all the light Donald telsshe
had about her last night, we may as well dofl?
it altogether for all the good it will do.”

“ But, Dic , they say that a spirit only shows
li hts when they re out of a dark night, and
wien they come in a room that’s lighted they
dot! them."

“ Avast heaving, I say again; I don’t want to
hear any more about them fixed or bed."

All were now seated, and ving partaken of
several glasses of grog, their spirits were much
1‘8le

The clock by this time pointed within a few
minutes of twelve, and the Scotchman began to
appear ver uneasy.

.“ Ye be better let me gang, sir, and see the
ledd ," he at length said, addressing the officer.

“ 0, Donald, you shall not: for if there is
anything in it, 1 must see it for myself so as to
repeat it to our captain."

“ Weel, ye will ha ha’ long to wait,” he re-

lied.
p “ But you have time to spin us a short arn
before that lad of yours comes," said the ieu-
tenant, more r the sake of keeping his own
spirits u than for the amusement of the story.

Donal reflected. .

Could he invent some tale, whereby the feel-
ings of the men would be worked up as much as
gamble, before the appearance of .Isabei he

new it would be all the better. Thinking thus,
he replied: _

“it is yer place to command, mine to obey.
So if you bid me tell ye a story, I maun do it.”

“ Very well, let us have it.”

“ It is us use telling i where I was born, for
ye ken a’ free my speec . In my sin country,
amen the highlands of the northern part, is
Loch yal. ha’ never seen it my sin eel’, but
the story has been told me many a time. In
days lang gene by, there stood on its northern
shore the castle of Lord MacLouis, who was a
stern, bloody man. He had but one child, a
daughter, who he loved wi’ a’ his heart, and
many the time did she save the life of some poor
wrench by her pleadings. She was a fearless
girl and would gang out on the lake wi' us one

r wi' her in the boat but her ain sel’ to guide it.

On one of her sails she had wandered further
than her wont, and as she was hurrying home,
the wind rose, and her boat being upset she
would ha’ drownded, but for a young man who,
seeing her, plunged in and brought her to the
shore. He carried her to one of the buts close
by, where she staid till morning. and then took
her home his eel’. She soon learned to love him,
and although her father commanded her not to
meet him, she wid na hear him, until one even—
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a cliff out on the lake. Both drew their blades
and fought weel, till the laddy missed his loot-
hold and fell over the cliff and was dashed to
pieces on the rocks below. The daughter gazed
upon her father for a moment, then sprung
after her lover. Her body was conveyed to the
castle that same day, and buried; but her spirit
roves about the lake, and many the night the
lovers can be seen on the cliff, or else sailing
upon the water in the same boat as they did
when alive. The lord did— But the leddy, sir!
the leddyi ye should no ha’ tempted heri” ex-
claimed Donald, breaking into his story, and
pointing to where the form of Isabel stood,
while his whole manner indicated fear.

The buocaueers turned their afi’righted looks
in the direction indicated, While those nearest
her beat a hasty retreat toward the further ex—
tremity of the mom, leaving none between her
and Donald. Not a sound broke the stillness of
the place save the heavy breathing of the men,
who, with their looks fixed upon the supposed
phantom, till their eyes seemed to start from
their sockets, andthe cold perspiration standing
thickly upon their brows, were ready to die
with orror at the sight. And it was a sight
that, to their superstitions minds, or, in fact, to
the mind of any person who had not been in-
formed of the secret, would have been startling.
There she stood, with features as motionless as
the dead, and as ghastly, glaring in the faint
light, which the pirates thought burned dim.
From her left side the blood appeared to flow
slowly down her dress, and her long, black
hair, hanging loosely around her shoulders,
aided to increase the deathlike appearance of
her countenance. She slowly approached to
where the Scotchman was—~who sunk on his
knees as she halted near him—and said, ina
voice in perfect keeping with her character:

“ Did not bid thee to come to me by the
gray rock, as the time told one?”

“”Ye did, leddy, ye did, but they would na let

me.

“ Who 3" asked the phantom.

“The lieutenant, leddy; ’twas he that said I
should na goi”

She slowly turned her black eyes upon the
officer, as she uttered in a slow, hollow tone:

“Man, do )uu (li'l’l) tempt the power of the
dead, that you withhold this trend ling wretch
from doing my bidding? Would you bring my
curse upon you rself, and must I meet you in the
mid-hour ot the hi ht, be it at council, feast or
ship-board? Won (1 you have me by your side
in the silent watch, as your hip battles with the
waters I will provoke? Do you dare to tempt
my power, you who would not, did not, show
mercy to me when I was in yours?"

“ It was not I who killed you," stammered the
aflrighted man.

“ You,” she continued, turning to Donald,
without heeding the officer, ‘e‘dyou will repent
the time that ever you disobey my commands. .

See,” she exclaimed, at the same time pointing
with her right hand to the wound, ‘
bleeds afresh i” »

This was the climax. The pirates could stand
it no longer, but, with horrified cries rushed
from the room, upsetting light, table, and each
other in their haste. The Scotchman first bar-

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rying her through the opening, which he im-
mediately replaced as it originally was, followed
his companions, while Isabel regained her apart-
ments in safety.

When he reached the open air he found them
discussing what they had seen.

“ Did you see her eyes, how the shot fire
when she spoke to our lieutenant, ecause he
had not let Donald meet her?” asked one.

“ Yes," replied another.

“And when she walked you could not hear
the sound of her feet.” said a third.

“ But that bullet-hole, Dick; did you see how
it bled when she pointed to it? I’ll tell you
what it is, shipvnates, if our oifloer refuszs to
let Donald have a boat. that ghost will be com-
ing every night; of our lives to see us.”

‘ But he shall have a bontl” exclaimed sev—
eral, at a breath.

“And so he shall, or a ship, for that matter,
if he wants it." answered the lieutenant, who
had overheard the lust remark.

At that moment Donald oined them.

“ Weel lads, ye find not told yo no lie?”

” Yes,’ replied the officer. “And we don’t
want to see any more of her."

“ Will ye let me ha' :1 boot, sir?"

“ Take one or a dozen if you want them,” was
the answer.

The Scotchman turned away to seek his bed,
and to dream of the longed-tor release from the
Brotherhood’s accursed dominion. The ghost
had wrought well.

CHAPTER XII.

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AT SEA AGAIN—A RACE FOR LIFE.

THE sun rose the following morning under a
heavy hunk of clouds, and the weather botoken-
ed a blustery day. About eight o’clock the
lookout spied a sail standing toward the east-
ward. The lieutenant, after a long look, re-
ported her to he a heavy ship—in all probability
a Spanish vessel. This was enough to rouse the
pirares to activity, and one of the fleet was soon
under way in pursuit.

“ We’ll have a squally day, sir. i think," said
the man spoken of as Dick, who was at the
wheel, addressing the officer.

“"3'65, I think it more than likely,” he re-

e .

p “Will you keep on if the wind freshens?"

“ I will wait till it does, and then make up my
mind."

The ship continued on her course, though it
was evident they gained very slowly on the
chase, she being a fast sailor. A little after ten
o'clock the wind died sud lenlv to .1 [lead calm,
and the heavens grew momentarily blacker.

“ We had better take in soil, Sir,” ventured
Dick, as his superior passed him.

“It is I that command this ship, not you."
was the stern response; but in a moment he
added: “ You’re an old salt, Dick,and I’ll take
your advice." Then turning to the men, he said:
“ iny nloft, and claw up and claw down all but
the foretopmast staysail, and close reef the
malntopsail."

As he spoke a. strong puff of wind struck the
chi .‘heeling her over till her soupper-holes were
no r, and the water came well up on her deck.

 

“Ay, ay, sirl” replied the men, and a short
time served to place her under bare poles, e:-
cepting the two sails mentioned.

“ How does she head. Dirk?”

“North by west, sir.”

“ Keep her head so as long as you can, for we
are in 21 had neighborhood to send before a ale,
with all those islands to the rast'urd, angthe
wind coming out of the nor’west.”

Not a moment too soon had the order to lessen
sail been given. The gloom was growing darker
and darker. A heavy bank of clouds, toward
the noth and west, were black as ink, with a
ghastly line of white edging them close down on
the seaboard. The wind would blow steadily at
times, and then come in angry puffs, not from
any particular quarter, but chopping all round
the horizon. The sea was beginning to rise, and
Dick could be seen to shudder as a. huge wave,
like some green monster of the unfuthomed
deep, would roll toward them, lifting the vessel
withaqnick jerk. and then break to leeward
with o. spiteful sound, as if in mortification that
it had not swept over her.

“ Go it, old Whitehead,” muttered the Seaman;
“but there’s more where you come from that
will do better.”

A low, moaning sound was now heard, and a
phosporescent glow broke over the water, caus-
ing the vessel and crew to stand out in the un-
earthly glnre, like a phantom ship.

“ Meet it, Dick, meet. it,” yelled the officer.
“ Keep her head to it!”

“ Ay, ay. sir,” replied the seamen, jerking
the wheel round till the spokes fairly cracked.

A huge wall of waters, in one unbroken line,
came dashing along, threatening;r to ingulf the
vessel. The hurricane was upon them.

“ Hold on all, for your lives!” shouted the
lieutenant, seizing a belaying—pin. and ducking
his head to meet the Water that swept over her.

For a moment the vossnl Staggered; her tim~
bars seemed to start from their places; but she
bravely threw off the wave. and started with
lightning speed before the gale.

As Dir-k rubbed the salt from his eyes, he
looked nlol't and saw that both sails were gone.

“ The soils are gone, sir.”

“ Both?”

“ Yes. sir.”

“ We must shake out another.”

“ The men couldn’t do it in this gale.”

“ They must‘trg. for if we keep on this way
two hours, we’ll 9 dashed to pieces on some
island.” »

“ I thought we were far enough to the nort
to go by them.” ~

“ And so wn are it we could steer due east.
How do you head i” v '

“ Son’east by east, sir.” ,

“ We must get a sail on her, or none of us
will see to-morro w. Aloft, lads, he shouted,
through his trumpet. “ Aloft! and loose the
foretopsail. It’s for your lives, men; you'll do
it!

The pirates were aware of the fact, and sprung
quickly to the undertaking. The sail was at
last set, though it cost three of their lives. The
ship was headed as war east as possible. She
strained heavily under her canvas. while her
masts seemed ready to start from her deck, and

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her rigging, to windward, was as tight as fiddle-
strings."

“ Keep her so.” said the ofliccr.

“ A ship, sir l—a ship!” fairly screamed one of
the men, in a voice that rung above the roar of
the tempest.

“ Whereaway l”

“ Right ofl our larboard bow, sir!”

“ Put your helm down! h-a-r-dI———we must go
astern of her.”

“ She won’t stand it, sir.”

“ She must—hard down I"

“ Ver well, sir; hard it is."

The 5. ip, evidently, was one of which they
had been in pursuit. Not a sail did she have
set; her mainmast was gone, while from the way
she rolled, her mizzen threatened to soon follow.
For a moment all on board thought nothing
would save the two vessels from collision, but,
just as the crash was expected, a huge wave—

arger than its fellows—shot her rapidly ahead,

and they swept by each other, the bowsprit of
the pirate sweeping the stranger’s stem. The
men took a long breath as if relieved bye. heavy
load, and the vessel was aliowed to fall more to-
ward the east. The gale lasted through the en—
tire day, and when it lulled at sundown they
were many miles out on the broad Atlantic.

The following morning it was found they had
passed through a danger none were aware of.
The officer thought they had but barely cleared
the north part of Grand Cayco Island by the
Caycos passage, but, instead, they had gone be-
tween Turks’ and another small island to the
south, and so through the Handkerchief pas-
31:26 out on the Atlantic. How they had suc-
ceeded in doing so without as much as seeing
land was a mystery to all.

On the morning of the third day they made
the island, and soon dropped anchor.

“ That’s a cruise for nothing,” said one of the
men to a companion. '

“ That’s a fact. We might just as well have
stayed at home.”

“ How did you like that gale?”

“ It‘s the hardest one I ever was out in.”

“ But, do you know, I would sooner weather
one of the same sort every day than stand in
Donald’s shoes?”

“ You may well say so, shipmate, for I don‘t
mind anything that belongs to earth; but when
you begin to talk about t’other world, I’d rather
not be around.”

“ I suppose he’s had to call down to the gray
rock every night since we have been away.”

“ Of course he has.”

_ “ “Tell, he can go and one his lady as often as
he pleases, so long as she don‘t return his visits.”

While the. pirates had been away, excepting
those left to guard the island, Donald had not
been idle. The moments were now too precious
to be wasted, as Morgan might be expected
back in a week at the furthest. The wall had
not yet been broken through. as he was fearful
that the cave might be visited by some prying
eye, and thus his much cherished plan be de-
feat-a .

“How did you succeed, Donald?” asked Sey-
inore, the day following the visit of the appur-

tion.
“ Better than I thought I wid,” he replied,

 

“ You succeeded in frightening them well?"

“ I wish ye had been there to ha’ seen.”

“ And Isabel~she acted well her part?”

“ Yes, laddy.”

“ Then you have no further fears of obtaining
a boat?”

“ Na; they will be glad to ha” me gang now.”

“ Then why wait longer?”

“I ken no reason.“

“ ,We will make the trial, then, tonight—shall
we?’

“Yes, laddy."

“ Very well, we will have it so. You have
much to attend to, and had better hasten to ac-
complish it. Let the lady be conducted into my
cave, and, while you bring round the boat, I
will assist her down the cliff and be in readiness
to meet you.”

“ But ye dinna ken the road.”

“ That is true; but there will be plenty of
time for you to show it to me before the time
arrives for you to meet the ghost," he answered,
smiling. '

“ 1t is an awful sight to see a. ghoust," replied
the Scotchman with mock gravity.

“ I don’t doubt that it is, though I should like
to meet such a one every night.”

“I ken ye wid,” he replied with a broad smile,
as he hastened away. Stopping at the lookout,
he met Dick who was on duty.

“ Are ye on the watch to-ni ht?” he asked.

“ I shall be, Donald,” replie the man.

“ And ye will let me ha’ the boat?” I

“ Of course I will. What one do you want?”

“ Wee], Dick, I’ll tell (ya. Ye see it‘s hard
work pullin’ out there an back my sin sell, so I
should like a sail.”

“ You shall have one." ,

“ Thank ye, lad: I’ll do as much for ye some
day," he answered, as he turned away.

Long before night, provisions had been carried
and deposited in the cave, and all was in readi-
ness for the start.

From the mouth of the cave, that had been
walled up, as before mentioned, ran a narrow
ledge for some distance Below this, at about
thirty feet, was a similar one,and still further
down, another. From this lowest one, it was but
a few feet tothe beach. Donald had employed
bis leisure moments in constmcting a light
strong ladder of rope, by which Seymore and
Isabel could descend to the boat. As the shades
of night gathered around, so as to conceal his
movements, though from the location of the
ledge he would he sufllciently hid, be securely
fastened the ladder and then, returning, broke
through the remainder of the wall. In this he
was aided by the young man, and soon, by their
united efforts, it was accomplished. The rush
of fresh air that instantly filled the place seemed
sweeter now that it was inhaled in freedom, and
both men threw their arms about each other for
very joy.

“Ye maun carry the things out, luddy,” said
the Scotchman at last, “ while I gang and bring
the leddy to ye.”

“ Away with you. Donald! I’ll have them all
on the ledge by the time you are back,” replied
Edward cheerfully. 4

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was not long in doing. Arriving at the door of
the place in which the girl was confined, he
quickly threw it opened and entered.

“ Come, leddy, we are gauging off to—nightl”
he said, breaking at once up in the subject.

She could scarce] realize that what she heard
was not a dream, or not one word had been
told her of their immediate intentions.

“ Going, Donald?” she cried, half doubting.

“ Yes. leddy, we are a’ ready, and ha’ come
for e." -

She realized all in Donald’s joyful looks and
words, and turning, sunk upon her knees to
offer a prayer to Him who had watched over
them so well. The honest fellow felt a tear
trickle slowly down his weather-beaten face as
he heard the accents of that fervent prayer drop
from her grateful tongue. it was responded to
by his hearty “Amen!” as she ceased and arose
to her feet. She smiled as she placed her hand
on his arm and signified that she was ready.

“Ye had better take as mouy things as ya
can,” he replied, “for there is no telling how
long we may be on the water."

“ All the garments I have are here ” (pointin
to a. small bundle); “ but there are enough,
think.”

They left the place, and, proceeding along the
gallery. reached the cave. The bolts were shot
back, the door opened, and the lovers were once
more together.‘ Donald. with much delicacy,
refrained from heinga third person to the happy
reunion. Without entering, he said:

“ Ye ken whiff. ye hu’ to do, ladd ,” and with-
out waiting for a reply, reiastene the door for
the last time.

Long did the youna.r man and maiden remain
locked in each other's arms, too happy to break
the charm by words.

“0h, Edward, this is a reward for all that I
have passed through,” were the first spoken
w )X'dn‘ of the happy Isabel.

“ Dear girl, many as have been the dangers
we have passed through, we should not lose
sight of Him who has so mercifully been With

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“ I know it, Edward, and I do not,” was the
fervent reply.

After closing the door, Donald hurried along
the gallery, and sought the presence of the lien—

tenant.

“Well, Donald, how about that spirit? Have
you seen her?” he inquired.

“ Yes, sir, I ha’ seen her every night since ye
ha’ been away."

“You go tonight, I suppose?”

H Yes 7!

“ And want a bout?”

us Yes.“

“ You can have one, of course, without asking
me again.

“ I did no, ken but I maun ask ye, sin”.

“Ask me! why. I told you after what I saw
the other night you might have every boat in
the fleet before I would object.”

The officer turned away and left him as he
made this remark, and Donald repaired to the
landing, where he found that Dick, true to his
promise, had left a small boat by which he could
reach the ship. As it was yet earlyhe repaired
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rich jewels that he had been allotted him from
time to time as his share of the plunder. They
amounted to a large sum, and he determined to
take them with him. As the distant Sound of
the ship’s bells came floatin over the water in-
forming him that eleven o’c ock had arrived, he
rose from his rude cot and started for the boat.

“ Who’s there?” asked Dick, as Donald’s boat
grated the ship's side.

“It’s me, Dick,” he answered.

“Oh, it’s you, is it? Well, Donald, your boat
is moored fast by the fore—chains, with a bran
new spread of canvas in her. You can leave
Kong ,cockie-shell hitched there till you come

ac .

“ Thank ye, Dick; but wid na ye like to gang
wi’ me?"

“ What! me go with you? I am much obliged
to you, but I rather think not."

“ Then I’ll ha' to gang alane.”

While this conversation was going on, the
Scotchman had made the smaller boat fast, and,
entering the other, was busily hoisting sail.
Everythin was arranged to his satisfaction at
last. Cast pg 011’ the painter, he gave her bows

a shove so as to clear the ship, and, seating him«'

self, hauled aft the sheet till the sail filled, and
stood out in the direction of the gray rock.

“ A quick trip to you!" called Dick, as he saw
his shipmate had got under way.

“ I hope so wi’ 11’ m heart,” he answered.
“ And it’s the last ye wi l see 0’ me for mony a
day, I hope,” he muttered, in an undertone.

He now had a chance of examining the boat,
and found her to be one of the best they had.
Morgan had taken the best with him. She was
broad, and sat high out of water. making her
not only stiff, but able to ride a rough sea. As
soon as he had gained distance enough to hide
his movements, he changed his course, and head-
ed directly for the mouth of the harbor. He
could scarcely refrain from giving vent to a
long, loud cheer as he felt himself on the ocean's
bosom, without the hated presence of a single
buccaneer. As his boat rounded the headland,
he turned to look for the last time at his late
home, when the snapping of a sail caused him to
glance quickly ahead, and there, standing di~
rectly toward him, was the fleet of Morgan.

For a moment he ave upon for lost, but the
hope that he had not n discovered caused him
to regain his activity. Quickly changing his
course, he stood directly for the land, till he
reached water that was not of sufficient depth
to float a ship. The sail he then hauled down,
so as not to attract attention, and waited quietl
for the issue. The vessels rapidly approach ,
until within a. short distance, when he heard the
order given, in a voice which he recognized as
that of Morgan’s, to “ go about.” As the last
ship of the fleet lost itself in the darkness, Don-
ald again hoisted sail. and soon arrived at the
place where the young people were waiting.

“ Be quick, laddy, and help the leddy in. for
Morgan has cam home," he said, as he sprung on
shore and commenced loading the bundles.

The words acted like magic. A few moments
saw them starting from the island.

“ You say that Morgan has come home?”
asked the young man.

“ Yes, laddy,” he replied,

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“ Have you seen him?”

“ Na; but I saw his vessels as I cam round the
point.”

“ But you are sure he did not see you?"

“Na, I think he did no, for if he had they
would ha‘ fired a gun.”

“ It will not he ong before they miss us. Ah!
there goes a gun,” he added, as the report of a.
cannon floated down from windward.

“ Yes, but it is na for us they fired.”

“ I remember now; it is the signal of their
arrival.”

The Wind blew free from the north, and the
boat, with her full sheet started, made rapid
headway, the water gurgling and rippling mer-
rily under her bows. In the stern sat Donald,
while at his side reclined Isabel. Edward was
in the bows acting as a lookout. For an hour
they had kept on without exchanging a word.
A sudden exclamation from Donald ceused the
young man to look up, and he saw "the red glare
of a rocket shoot upward in the sky, followed
quicw by another and another.

“ hat is that for, Donald?”

‘f They ha’ missed us." .

“ find, of course, will send a vessel in put-
suit ’

“ Yes, laddy; but‘ ye maunna be afraid, for
we are too far awa' for them to overhaul us be—
fore we reach the island."

The wind had been slowly hauling round to
the westward, and steadil freshening.

“I dinna like this win , laddy; it blows too
fresh.” said Donald.

“ There is no danger, I hope.”

“ N a; but we will have to keep awa’ to the
east’ard, for she winua stand up to be close-
hauled.”

1' g If that is all, I cannot see what you do not
i e. _

“ I will tell ye. It the wind blew so we could
take it on our quarter, we wid reach the island
two or three hours sooner; but, as it is now we
will ha’ to kee to the east, so that we will land
on the easter y part of it, an’ ha’ a’ the more
sailin’ to do.”

“ I understand you; but anything is better
than being within reach of the buccaneers."

As the day broke, they made a small cove,
into which the boat was shot. After safely
mooring it, they disembarked. The Scotchman
set about pigaring a simple repast. While he
was engag in this, Beymore ascended the
brow of the hill, behind which the cove lay, and
gazed out toward the sea. As his eyes wandered
toward the western seaboard, he saw two shi
standing directly toward where they were. 9
felt convinced they belonged to his to captors,
and hurried to communicate the fact toDonald.
The two instantly ascended again, and the
Scotchman had scarcely rested his eyes on them
before he said:

“ They are Morgan’s ships. I ken them
weel."

“nYou do' not think they could have Seen
us?

“ I hope not, laddy, but we had better hide
the boat," and he hurried away to avert the im—
pending danger.

Seymore was convinced his companion felt

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fore they shot behind the lee of the hill, and he
hurlréed after him to render all the assistance he
con .

Arriving at the boat, by their united efforts
the mast was unstepped and securely lashed to
the seats. She was then drawn further up the
cove, and completely hid under a luxuriant
growth of wild vines. As soon as this wasdone,
search was made to find some secure place for
themselves.

“Ye had better run and take a look at what
the ships are doin’, and I’ll try to find some
place to hide in.”

Edward hastened away, and. as he reached
the hill-top, saw one of the vessels come up into
the wind, and a boat quickl lowered from her
side. He waited long enoug to see it start, and
found it was heading directly for the cove. He
immediately regained his companion, and re-
ported the fact.

“ I dinna think they’ll find us,” said Donald.

“ Where is Isabel i” inquired the young, man,

as he saw she was absent.

“I ha’ her hid where they will ha’ to look
men the while before the find her, I ken."

“ sincerely hope,‘for t. at matter, they will
find none of us."

The place in which Isabel was bid, and to
which they now repaired, was a singular cave
or burrow. hollowed in the bank of a small hill,

and completely hidden by a strong overgrowth .

of vines and tangled shrubbery. Donald’s
gulch eye had can ht it at a glance,‘making

eymore think the otchman had before been
on the island.

They had safely ensconced themselves, when
the dip of oars met their ears, and, through the
dense shrubbery, they saw the pirates‘ boat
shoot into the cove, and ground on the beach.

“Well, you lubber, where‘s that host, now
we’re herel’? said a voice which the recognized
as belonging to the oficer who had .xeen left in
char eof the island. ,

“ can’t tell, sir; but I thought I saw her
stand in here,” replied the man whom he had
addressed.

“ You thought, you crab—headed coot. I
thought you said you were certain you did when
you were on the ship?" said the officer, in an
313ng tone.

‘ man‘s apt to be mistaken, isn’t he?”

“ Don’t ask me any questions, but tell me what
you thought you saw.’ " y

“I saw the glimmer of something white,
that I thought was a boat’s sail for a moment,
01! this small headland. and then I lost it.
It might have been the blink of e gull‘s wing,

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“ I’ll give something for the skin of your back
to make heel-taps of, if we go back to Morgan
without that precious Scotchman.”

Donald gave a bitch to his shoulders.

“ I can’t help it, I only told you what I saw,” I

replied the man, sullenly.

“ No more talk, but look about and hunt them
up. If they are here we’ll find them." ,

The pirates scattered themselves in every di-
rection, but their search gamed usfless; no
traces of the fugitives could discovered, and,
with muttered curses, they regained their boat.

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he left his shelter and then carefully ascending
the brow of the hill, gazed off at the fast reced-
ing boat. He saw it reach the vessel’s side to be
hmsted to its place. The yards were braced
round, and she was soon hull down toward the
westward.

“ Well, laddy, they’re gang, and so will we,”
saiddDonald, as he returned to Isabel and Ed-
war .

The boat was drawn from its secure hiding-
place, the mast stepped and fastened down; the
party rc-embnrked, and again were dashin
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CHAPTER XIII.
ran sroar or A NIGHT.

THE first inquiry Morgan made, upon reach-
ing the island, was after Seymore.

‘He is well, sir." replied his ofllcer, “ and
has been kept busy ever since your absence.
But i have a matter of some surprise to commu-
nicate.”

“ Indeed! what is it?"

“ We have all seen a ghost, sir.”

“ A what?”

“ A spirit, sir.”

“ Explain. I do not understand you.”

“ Donald informed me that you ave instruc-
tions to him to have the Spanish gir made away
with.”

" Well, yes; go on.”

“ He shot her, and, as be supposed, dead; but
as he laid hold of the body to drag it away, she
opened her eyes, and fixed such a look on him

, tint it almost froze his olood, while, in a solemn

voice. she said: ‘ Donald, I have many things
t) tell you. Meet me every night at the gray
rock at the small hour. If you do not come to
me I Will come to you, be it at council, feast, or
ship-board} He told me this, and wanted a
boat—" _

“ Ah! a boat? But go on." i

“ I did not hardly believe the tale, so I deter-
mined to be assured of the truth before I grant-
e.l his desire. This story, sir, he told me in the
presence of all the men, after he had returned
from the rock the first night after the deed. I
fixed the following night as the one to test
whether the spirit of. the woman would be as
good as her word. Without his suspecting it, I
set a watch on his actions and also to prevent
his meeting her. Well, sir, we were all gathered
in the banquet hall, and at a little before one, as
he was spinning a yarn. she suddenly appeared
before us. in the same dress she were when he
killed her; and, sir, it was no trick. for I will
swear it was no live person we s-iw—”

“ Liar, idiot, fool! Have you no brains that
you could not see into the cheat? Are you as
blind or stupidly superstitions as the commonest
seamen?” shouted Morgan, rising to his feet in a
torrent of rage.

Th‘e lieutenant trembled, but answered not 3.
won .

“ And you let him have a boat?"

“ Yes, sir."

“ FL is 011' to-night, then?” ,4

“ Yes. Sir.”

“ Come with me, tool, and I will show you
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what has become of the ghost and her two com-
panions.”

He rushed from the room as he spoke, followed
by the now thoroughly alfrighted officer. Along
the gallery they dashed. till they arrived at the
cavern’s door. This they found locked, but
Morgan had snatched the key from the peg as
he passed it. and, inserting it in the lock, shot
backi the bolts, threw open the door and en-
tere .

“ See there!” he said, pointing to the broken
wall. “ See there you thick-headed, lollo ling
swab: do you thin a ghost made such a be e as
that in that solid wall?”

“ I see it all now, sir,” ventured the man.

“ Oh, you do! It’s a great wonder you are
alive to say so after that horrid fright. But we
will see further.”
ledHe passed through the opening and out on the

go.

“ Here is another ghostly contrivance,” he
said, taking hold of the rope-ladder, and draw-
ing it up; “ Do spirits want this to climb a
chit?"

The officer made no reply.

They then retraced their stops along the gal-
ler ,and out into the open air. Here Morgan
or ered the rockets fired, which was the night
signal for the ships to weigh anchor without de-

ay.

“Pull, you lubberly hounds,” he shouted, as
he reached his boat and sprung into the stern-
sheets.

The men lay back on their cars till the stout
blades bent like reeds, and the boat at every
stroke seemed to fairly leap out of the water.

“ Is that anchor up?” he called out, as he
neared the ship.

“It’s apeak, sir,” came the hoarse response.

“ Trip it then.” Then turning to his men, he
ordered: “Lay her by the fore—chains. I‘ll
get aboard by them. A thousand dollars in hard
silver ”-—and his voice floated clear and distinct
across the water, reaching the ears of all-“ to
the man who brings me the body of Donald,
alive or dead; and a thousand more for the
young Englishman alive.”

We will not recount in detail the chase after
the fugitives, as the reader is already aware of
the final result. We may add, however, that
Morgan, thoroughly infuriated at the loss of his
game, ordered t elieutenant to be executed for
his betrayal of trust and lack of vigilance. A
few murmured, and evinced signs of mutiny,
but the determined will of Morgan soon over:
awed them. The officer was hung at the yard-
arm the day after his return from the pursuit.
and the men returned to their duty, fearing
their leader more than ever.

 

The fugitives sped pleasantly on their way
along the coast, passing the ports of Paix and
Jean Rabel without stopping, and were now
lying in a snug little harbor under the lee of
Cape la Mole. Here they were obliged to wait
for the wind to abate, for it had blown too fresh
for them to attempt crossing the nearest point
of Cuba, some flfty miles. in their open boat.

“The wind holds as well as ever,” said Ed
ward, the morning of the third diy.

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wanted, did we har’ a large boat,” answered
Donald.

“ How long do you think it will be before it
will odown?"

“ cann’a say, Mr. Seymore; the wind blows
laug in these parts, when it rises as this did."

“ Mr. Seymore!” uttered the young man,
noticin Donald had called him by his name for
the time. “Why do you call me by that
formal name?”

“ And it is yer name, sir."

“Certainly it is. And sir, tool What has
got into you?”

“Not any thing,” he replied, evasively.

“ Donald, you have a meanin&rfor this change
of manner in addressing me. hat is it?"

“ Wee], sir, if I maun tell yeI maun. Ye Will
soon be at Cuba.”

“ But what of that?"

“ And ye will soon marry the ledd ”

i God grant me that b
t

“ nd when ya marry her ye will be a gentle—
man.”

‘f Itliope I am one now; but do come to the

in .

“ I ken ye are that now; but I mean ye will
be that we call a gentleman in my ain coun—

I' u

“ Oh, I understand you now, old friend,"
said Edward, laughing. “ But, Donald, do you
think that rank or station, even if I was raised
to a throne, would make a change in my feel—
ings toward you i” '

“ I hope not,” he answered, hesitatingly.

“ Be assured of it, Donald," replied Edward,
taking his hand, and adding, with much
warmth: “ Never shall we forget the great ser-
vice you have performed in efl'ecting our escape.
What would my efforts have amounted to with-
out you? It is true, I should have made the
trial, but would have ended there, for I am con-
fident, from what I have seen, that the attem t
would not have been crowned with success. 0
you, then. we owe alt—life, happiness, friends—
every thing. Ah! our debt is so heavy we will

I not be able to repay it.”

“ But 1—" he stopped, as if he wished to say
something of which he was ashamed.

“ You seem not to believe me. I will call the
lady: perha her words will reassure you of
our gratitu e and obligations.”

He hurried away, and returned with: Isabel,
not heeding the words the Scotehman assayed to

speak.

“ Our frienduhere has addressed me as ‘ Mr.’
and ‘Sir.’ I have tried to convince hun that
the gratitude we owe him is lasting; but, it
appears my words are not of sufficient weight
to relieve his apprehensions. Will you, dear
girl, add your assurance to mine, of our re-
gard and desire for his companionship?”

“ Na, laddy‘if I mean call ye so—ye dinna
ken my meaning," he said, before she could

speak.
E; ling pray then, Donald, what is it?” asked
w . z
“ I was gauging to say, ye would na liketoha’

me when ye cam e, because I 3111—” again
he hesitated.

3 “ Out with it, man."

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“ Because I am a huccnneer.”

Both burst into a merry laugh, and it was
many minutes before either could suppress their
merriment to ans“ er him. There “as such a
comical expression on the Scotchman’s face
that, as they looked, their laughter broke out
afresh.

“Why, Donald, for that matter we are all
buccaneers," at length said Isabel.

“Na, ledd ,” he replied; “ye never shed
blood, and I a’." :

“ You did not do it of your own free will,
Donald."

“Na, ledd , they made me.
where I can d show mercy.”

“ Very well, that gives you a full claim to
our protection, and we shall insist uron your
becoming a member of the household on the
estate.”

This set the matter at rest, and they wended
their way back to the boat. As a protection
from the spray and dews of the atmosphere, the
sail had been slipped from the mast and spread
across the boat. In the stern had been arranged
a rude, though comfortable bed, on which
Isabel could repose. The men guarded it by
turns, so as it should not become unfastened and
drift to sea with its fair freight. Night had
now come on, and Donald had stretched himself
on the soft grass to sleep, while the 01mg man
passed hurriedly to and fro on the ach, as if
some unpleasant thought occupied his mind.

“ I fear it, and yet why should I?” he mut-
tered. “She is young, and yields to feelings
without due reflection. Am I doomed to disap-
pointment—to have the hope that I have so
fondly cherished, and the cup of bliss dashed
from my lips before I have hardly tasted it?
Oh, this is torture to feel so. But wh y do I hes—
itate! The subject has to be broached Some
time, and why not now? I will. Come, Sey-
more, be a man, and meet with firmness what-
ever fate has in store for you.”

He turned and approached the boat.

“ Are you slee ing, Isabel?” he asked.

“ Is that you, ear Edward? I have had such
a sweet, sweet dream.”

“Yes. dear girl, it is I: but I regret thatl
have disturbed your slumbers."

“ You" need not,” she replied; “ for as you are
dear to me even in slumber, why should I regret
to be awakened by your voice. Come hither
and let us talk. Shal I tell you my dream 1” she
asked, as he took his seat at her side.

” I shall be pleased to listen to it.”

“ Well, now, you must bear eve word, for
it is too good to lose any. I dream that I was
at my home again, surrounded by old friends
and familiar faces. The old house was lit up,
and the guests were coming in one long, contin-
uous line. I was in the hands of m maids,
who were decking me for the sacn' .
dear old aunt was the ga est of the gay, and
every one seemed so pron of my choice. Can
you tell me who that was?” ‘
{glean say, dear girl, who I hope it was—my-
se . r

“ Apt guesser! At last all was in readiness,
and taking your arm, we descended to the rooms
below. A short time sufliéed to make me your
wife. Your wife! Oh, how the deer word

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hangs upon my lips. It loves to tarry there.
Your wife at last—to have all your devotion for
my own rich possession, never more to be sepa-
rated.”

Her woman‘s heart grew too full for further
utterance, and she gave way to weeping—a
sweet sorrow—the grief of fulfilled happiness.
She resumed, after a moment’s pause:

“ I said we were married, and after receiving
the congratulations of friends, the festivities of
the evening commenced. I finally tired and
sought a couch, on which I soon fell intoa slight
siumber. It was your voice that roused me,
not to the realization of my dream, but to the
reality of being in a boat, miles away from
home. and ensconced under a. sail."

She broke into a merry laugh, and raised her
eyes to his face, which by the pale light of the
stars that stole under the sail, he saw were ra~
diant with the light of a fond and satisfied love.

“ Do you like my dream i"

“ Yes, Isabel, but it was only a. dream.”

“ Dreams have their realities, if we but strive
to bend them to our will. It is thus that events
cast their shadows before," she replied, earnestly
lyet inquiringly, as if to fathom the thoughts in

is heart.

“ Isabel, listen to me," he began, in a tremu—
lous voice. “ While we were on the island,
alone and friendless, it was but natural that we
should cast our destinies toratheri but now that
we are away from it, am you are soon to be
among controlling friends, it is a moment for us
to banish dreams. and look at the destiny which
circumstances may order for us—for me—s com-
parative stranger to you an 1 your family—
without wealth, without rank or social position.
You have given me your affection under cir-
cumstances which seemed to compel it. Is it
impossible that, when once again in the circle of
your gay and proud admirers—when your heart
is free to act as it may be influenced, I may not

' ha misplaced in your society? I am a poor man,

I) it I am too proul in my poverty to ever ac-
cept any station which is not my own by no-

ueitionable right. I do not doubt our truth-

uluess as you now feel; but I may a forgiven
if I should entertsin doubts of your power to
csst aside all the influences which wealth, rank,
power can bring to bear upon you to divert if
not to estrange the affection you now feel for
me. I will not wrong,r you now by saging I do
not love you, for God only knows t it I love
you better than all others --I love you with my
entire soul—l shall never love another. But all
this shall not make me forget the great gulf be-
tween us, nor induce me to accept your hand, if
that acceptance must bring with it humiliation
for you or in lignity to me. Isabel "—he laid his
hand in her own—“ Isabel, as I love you I bid
you think of this, and I ask you to be just unto
me by saying no word—encouraging no hope,
that cannot be redeemed in honor and peace to
us both."

She sat still and motionless as the very stones.
Her heart-had almost on ml to heat at Seymore’s
calm, determined Words. 'l‘hnir wisdom, their

repriew dropped into her heart like stones
ate the c ear waters of a deep well, to stir her
whole being to its deepest depth. Minutes pass—

 

At len th she moved. Casting her eyesto
Heaven, ‘eymore saw the great tears dropping
down over her cheek, and Well read the agony
they expressed. Slowly lifting her hand, she
pointed to the evening star, glimmering above
them in its fairest radiance. The words came
low but full and clear from her lips:

“Edward Seymore, I love you! That star
shall be a Sign of my devotion to that leve. It
shall not burn longer in the heavens than the love
for you in my soul. Wealth, title, homage. posi—
tion—~what are they without the heart at peace?
I am mistress of them all, but you alone are
master of peace; will you, dare you denv it to
me, toyourselt, from any motive of pride or
fear?” She nosed, huthe made no answer. She
resumed: “ award Seymore, here is my hand.
With it I offer such devotion as the blood of a
Castilian can only bring.”

Her hand was extended. Seymore took it,
drew the pale face down to his bosom, imprint—
ed a. kiss on the u turned lips—the seal of their
life-long trust. sabel gave way to her tears
and overcome by her sudden excitement, fell
ban upon her couch, as helpless as a child.
Seymore, carefully covering her from the night-
wind, stole noiselessly ashore to walk the§beach
all the hours until day, having for companion-
ship the angel of Isabel’s presence.

CHAPTER XIV.
EOMEWARD BOUND AND HOME AGAIN.

Nor far from the town of St. Iago de Cuba
lay the De Gordan a estate. The house was built
more for comfort than for beauty. It partook
both of the castle and the villa in its architec—
tural design, and besides possessing all the ad-
juncts of a convenient residence, could be con-
verted into a stronghold of defense.

The Cordova mansion was situated on a gentle
slope of ground, that stretched from the ocean
shore far away toward the woody hills in the
rear. The’bouse was constructed of stone, with
frowning battlements of wood, which added
much toits solid appearance. A little to the
right ran a mountain stream, that emptied itself
into a cove or recess, in which the sea-water
hacked itself. In this were moored several small
boats, showing the fondness of its inmates for
excursions on the water.

Let us enter, and see what is passing during
the absence of its mistress.

In an easy-chair, at the head of a. table, sits
an elderly lady, whose aged outlines yet pos-
sessed traces of their youthful loveliness. She
was dressed in black, and her furrowed cheek
wore traces of tears. By her side sat a man of
commanding appearance, who was perusing a.
paper he held in his hand.

“ And these are all?” he inquired.

“Yes, senor."

“She never thought of arranging the estate in
case she died before marrying?”

“ Never.”

“ Is there no provision made for such an
event?”

“You have her father’s will and it contains
all the arrangements ever made.”

“ It will be necessary to submit the settlement,
then. to the proper authorities.” '

“ I leave it entirely to you, senor, feeling con.
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fidont you will use all your endeavors in seeing
it adjusted fairly."

“ 1 shall. lady, and thank you for your flat-
tering opinion of my sincerity."

“ Need I indulge in hopes of ever seeing her
again? of—”

“ Pardon me,” he said, interrupting her, “ but
all hopes are vain; we should have received
news from Spain long before this, if the vessel
had arrived. ’

“ Then she was lost, and all on board per-
ished!” ,

" No, lady, the ship was not lost.”

“ How, senorl—you say the ship was not
lost?"

“ It is so, lady.”

“Then the passengers—the crew—where are

9!

“ When I was last here, I told you that news
had been received of the non-arrival of the ves-
sel at Spain. I conjectured, therefore, that she
had been lost at sea; but I am deeply pained to
say, since then she has been seen in command of
the buccaneers oi' Tortuga."

“ Ohl Godl—is this 50? Oh, Isnbt‘l, my child I”
she could only utter, as, bursting into tears, she
gave way to grief.

“ Calm ourself, I pray.” he said, soothin ly.

“ Woul to God I knew she were dead. %)h,
Isabel, my poor child 1"

“ Be assured her fate is not as you surmise—
she is dead.”

“ Convince me of this, senor l” she exclaimed,
wildly,

“ I can, and simply from the fact of her being
a; Spaniard.”

‘fAhl how?”

" Morgan, their chief, never spares a Spanish
life, it is said. be it or man or woman.”

“ But, she is so fair, so lovely, he may con-
ceive a hateful assion for her.”

“ As beautifu women as she have fallen in his
rasp, but they have all been dealt with alike,
ady; that man is only susceptible of the feeling

of hate of our recs.”

“I must believe you, senor. Oh, my God, I
thank Thee if she be but dead !”

“Then you will return to Spain?" he asked, as
he arose and moved toward the door.

“I certainly shall, s soon as all 18 adjusted."
she replied. “ Noth g is now leit for me to
live for.”

She followed him out, and stood conversing on
the broad piazza that had but lately been built
around the house. As the nobleman was de-
scending the steps, he suddenly paused and look—
ed toward the ocean. After a moment he re-
turned and walked toward the north part of the
building. .

“What do you see, senan she asked, gomg
toward him. . ‘

“ There is a ship's boat approaching, With
three persons in it.”

“ Where do you see it?”

“risook over the mast of that boat. Do you
see
“ Yes, I see it now. But who can they be
that they should come in upon this shore l"

“ I see two men, and maredly the third is a
female." He betrayed unusual emotion at the
announcement.

 

“ A female l”'she exclaimed, echoing his words.
What a hope sprung up in her tortured breast
at the thought!

“Yes, lady, and she waves to us I” The gen-
tleman waved his hat in the air in response.

Early on the morning following the interview
between Isabel and Seymore, they were aroused
by Donald, and instant preparations made for
the start. The wind had died down to a gentle
breeze, ruffling the surface of the ocean into iiny
ripples. The sail was hoisted, and, ewrything
being ready, they bid adieu to the little harbor
and shaped their course for Cuba. The boat
seemed to imbibe the happy feelings of its in-
mates, as it threw off the water from its bows
into the showers of spray, and dashed along
with a merry, musical sound.

“It will not take us long to run over, will it,
Donald?” asked Soymore. as he watched the
bubbles glide rapidly along the sides.

“Not long, laddy; about a day,” was the an-
swer.

“ As long as that? Why, how far is it?”

“Full fifty miles, I think.”

As Donald said, it was early the following
morning b fore the point of the Hand, for which
they were headed, loomed up in the gra y mist.

“ Land, bol” shouted Ed ward, the first to
catch its outlines.

I “ Whereaway?" asked his companion, laugh—

mg.

“ Straight ahead,” he answered, in an unsailor-
like manner.

“ Na, laddy, ye are no. right.” '

“What should I have said?" he asked, joining
in the other‘s glee.

“A point oil“ the starboard bow.”

“ Is that Cuba?” asked Isabel, rousing herself
from her sleep at the voice of Seymore. -

“ Yes, lcddy.” answered the Sootchman.

“ Dear old Cuba,” she said. raising herself
and looking at it long and tearfully.

“ You will soon be home, dear girl,” replied
the young man, coming aft to where she was
seated.

“ Say we “ she replied, smiling, as she extend-
ed her han for his greeting. /

“Well we,“ be answered.

“ How far are we off now, Donald?” she
asked. ‘ ' y

“ We are a. few miles south of Point de Maysi,
so we are one hundred miles free yer hame.”

A short time ela used before.- the boat reached
the bore. They l nded. and after partaking of
a simple repast, rose and walked inland a. short
distance to remove the stiffness their long voy—
age had given them. ' As the sun rose, the breeze
blew stronger; but Donald, was not as careful
now, for he knew that if it blew too strong for
them, they could run in to the shore at any mo-
ment. So they embarked and stood on their
way along the coast by short tacks. It was not
till about the middle of the eighth succeeding
day, that their much—longed-for harbor hove in
sight. The feelings of the little company at
sight of this dear spot, can be better imagined
than described. Isabel seemed almost beside
herself with joy, and thought the boat had sud-
denly taken a lazy fit~as she expressed it—it
appeared to move so slowly.

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its they came nearer the villa, the forms of
two persons could be seen standing on the pi-
azza; one of them she instantly recognized as
that of her beloved aunt. She rose and waved
her scarf as a signal, and then, overcome by her
«motions, hid her face and gave way to her joy-
ous feelings in a flood of tears.

Donald i‘elt himself like an emperor returning
in triumph. He trimmed the sneet in close, as
they passed the little headland, and as the boat
shot into the cove. he kept her headed for the
landingvplace, until Seymore was fearful he
intended running it down, or to try and end the
adventure by sinking the little craft; but, as the
crash might be momentarily expected, he gave
a sheer to the helm, let the sheet run, and round-
ed to with so much skill that she touched with
scarcely force enough to break an egg. Then
rising, with a bound, be cleared the boat and
alighted on the whari’. Swinging his tarpaulia
round his head, he gave vent to his feelings by a
prolonged cheer that seemed to wake the old

ouse Into life, as it echoed back the notes of
joy from the startled inmates who came rushing
down to the landing in a tumultuous crowd.
Our heroine was soon clasped in the arms of her
aunt, who looked on her as one risen from the
dead. Edward was joyfully welcomed by all,
and Donald, in his quaint dialect, was soon the
center of an excited crowd, answering questions.
The happy party soon \vended their way toward
the house.

“ Now, my dear aunt, do not ask me to tell
my story to-day. Just let me enjoy home,” she
said, as question after question was showered
upon her. “ Wait until tomorrow, when
we will have our friends summoned, and all can
have the leasure of listening to it.”

Early t at night Edward retired to rest, but
not to sleep. In his half-waking mood he lived
over the precious past, and his heart leaped over
the moments to the hour when Isabel’s dream
should be rounded into reality. All night long
there was music in his soul—a. strange comming-

ling of sound and sense—the uproar oi' Waters

and the low, tender accents of a woman’s love.
This first earl dawn found him up, wandering
down to the nnding where lay the host, now so
rich in associations. He was not long alone in
his walk; for Donald, too, was out with the
dawn to see his boat.

The day following the return, invitations were
extended to the most intimate friends of the
family, to be present at the cital of the story
of Isabel’s marvelous adven urea and seen
from the pirates’ stronghold. It need not
said every one was present, for her safe return
had been heralded over many miles of the
ad'acent country where she was well known.

he told the story with touching pathos, dwal-
ling longer on the scenes in which Edward
figured, than on thosa which related to her own
sufferings. At the close she said:

“And now friends, I have told you all. You
have listener to no idle tale, but to the afllic—
tions that an All-Wise Providence has seen fit
to shower upon me. This young man has been
my support—he has periled his life for me, and,
by his efforts together with those of Donald, I
havo been restored to you. What amount of

thanks will repay him, what gift recompense?” _

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Morgan, the Sea. Rover.

None! But, he has asked one, and poor as it is
in itself, he shall have it."

She approached him as she spoke, and, turning
toward the company—who were interested to
see what that gilt was—drew from her bosom n
roll of parchnwn‘t. Placing it in his hand, she
also let her own hand remain in his grasp.
Then drawing her figure proudly up, she ex-
claimed:

“Thus do I, Isabel de Cordova, of my own
free will and accord, give unto him the right
and title of all my possessions, and with them
my own poor hand and heart foreveri"

The entire company arose to their feet, and
burst into one continuous round of applause.
There was something so frank, so free, so noble
in her behavior, that even those who stood on
the long decreed proprieties of “ equal marriage,"
felt that Seymorc was worthy of the alliance.

 

We will not give the many adventures of
Morgan, the Sea Rover, nor further speak
of the bloody deeds he committed, before
the death that he had so often dealt with
remorseless hand to the Spaniards fell to his lot,
and his spirit winged its flight after that of his
much—loved Atala. Donald was ever his vigil-
ant, tireless foe, and acted well his_part in
bringing the career of the monstrous criminal to
an end.

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11 Charle Skylark. A Story of School-do Scrapes
and ollege Capers. By Majory H. B.
Stoddard.

12 Marlposa Marsh; or, The Golden Treasure of
Spring Steel. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr.

13 Roving Ben. A Story of a Young American who
Wanted to See the World. By John J. Mar-

14 Spring Steel, King of the Bush. By J. E.
Badger,,Jr.

15 Wide-Awake George, the Boy Pioneer. By Ed»
ward Willett.

16 The Boy Wizard; or, The Silver Land Seekers.
By Barry Ringgold.

17 Peter Popgorzrass, the Greenhorn from Gotham.
By Noah um

18 Adrift on the Prairie. and Amateur Hunters on
the Buffalo Range. By Oil Coomes.
19 The Fortune Hunter; or, Roving Joe as Miner,
Cowboy, Trapper and Hunter. By A. H. Post.
20 Trapper Tom the Wood Im ;or, Old Toma-
hawk‘s Scalp~i-Iunt. By T. C. arbaugh.

21 Yellow Hair, the Boy Chief of the Pawnees. By
Col. Prentiss Inzraham.

22 The Snow Trail: or, The Boy Hunters 0! Fur-
Land. By T. C. Harbnugh.

13 Old Grizzly Adams, the Bear Tamer. By Dr.
Frank Powell.

24 Woods and Waters' or, The Ex loits of the
Litrleton Gun Cluh. By Cap. Frederick
Whittaker.

115 A Rolling Stone. Incidents in the Career on Sea

and Land of Col. Prentiss Ingrahnm. By Wm.

B. Eyster.
96 Red River Rovers; or. Life and Adventure in the
Northwest. By C. Dunning Clark.
9? Plaza and Plain; or. Wild Adventures of “ Buck-
s .in Sam," (Maj. Sam 8. Hall.) By Col. 1’.
Ingraham. '

28 The Sword Prince. The Romantic Life of Col.
Monstery. ‘By Capt. Frederick Whittaker.

. 29 Snow-Shoé Tour or, New York Boys in the
Wilderness. By  C. Harbangh.

80 Paul de Lacy, the French Beast Charmer. ‘By‘
C. D. Clark -.

81 Round the Camp Fire: or, Snow Bound at
«Freeze-Out Csxn'p. By JosephE. Badger, J r.

 

82 White Beaver, the Indian Medicine Chief. By
Col. Prentiss Ingraham. r

33 The Boy Crusader; or. How aPa and a Fool
Saved a. King. By Capt. Fred. lttaker.

34 The Chase of the Great White Stag, and. Camp
and Canoe. By C. Dunning Clark.

85 Old Tar Knuckle and His Boy Chums; or. The
Monsters of the Esquimaux Borders. By R.
Starbuck. ‘

86 The Dashing n- or The Story of Gen.
George A. CusMy Capt. Fred. Whittaker.

8F lNight-Hawk George. By Col. Prentiss Ingm
:am.

88 The Bo Exiles of Siberia; or, The Watch-Dog
of Bus By T. C. Harbaugh.

89 The Young Bear Hunters. By Morris Redwing.

40 Smart Sim, the Lad with a Level Head. By
Edward Willett.

41 The Settler‘s Son; or, Adventures in Wilderness
and Clearing. By Edward Ellis.

62 Walt Ferguson‘s Cruise: A Tale of the Antarctic
Sea. By C. Dunning Clark.

(3 Rifle and Revolver; The Little Gun Club on the
Bunfalo Range. By Capt. Fred Whittaker.

44 The Lost Boy Whalers; or, In the Shadow of the
North Pole. By '1'. C. Earbaugh.

45 Broncho Billy, the Saddle Prince. By 00!. P.
Ingraham.

4!! Dick, the Stowaway: A Yankee Boy‘s Strange
Cruise. By Charles Morris.

, 47 The Colorado Boys; or, Life on an Indigo Plan~

tation. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr.

48 The Pampas Hunters; or New York Boys in
Buenos Ayree. By T. C. Elarbaugh.

49 The Adventurous Life of Nebraska Charlie, the
“ Boy Medicine Man" or the Pa wnees. By 001.
Prentiss Ingraham.

ooJack, Kerr and Tom, the Three Champion
Brothers. y Capt. Fred Whittaker,

51 The Young Land-Lubber; or. Prince Porter‘s
First Cruise. By C. Dunning Clark.

52 The Boy Detectives; or..The Young Californi-
ans in Shanghai. By T. C. Harbaug .

58 Honest Earry' or, The Country Boy Adrift in
the City. By Charles Morris.

54 California Joe, the Mysterious Plainsman. 'By
Col. Prentiss Ingraha. .

55 Tip Tassel, the Floater: or, Fortunes and Mis-
fortunes on the Mississippi. By Edward Willett.

as The Snow Hunters; or, Winter in the Woods.
By Barry de Forrest.

57 Harry Somers, the Sailor Boy Magician. By s.
w. Pearce.

58 The Adventurous Life of Captain Jack. the Bar; r

ber Boy. By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

59 Lame Tim, the Mule Bo of th Mi
Charles Morris. y e not B,

60 The Youn Trail Hunters; or. New York Boys.

‘ in Grizzly and. By T. C. Harbauzh.

61 The Tiger Hunfgrs; or. TheC lorado Boys in
Elephant-Land. By Joseph E. Badger. Jr.

52 Doctor Carver, the “Evil Spirit" or the man,

By Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

63 Black Horse Bill, the Bandit Wrecker.
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64 Young Dick Talbot; or. A Boy‘s Rough and
Tumble Fight from New York to California. By
A. W. Aiken.

65 The Bo Pilot; or, The Island Wrecker. By
001. P. ngrsham.

60 The Desert Borer; or, Stowaway Dick Among
the Arabs. By Charles Morris.

67 Texas Charlie, the Boy Ranger. By Col. Prentiss
Ingruham.

68 Little Rifle; or, The Young Fur Hunters. By
Captain “ Bruin " Adams.

69 The Young Nihilist: or. A Yankee Boy Among
the Russmns. By Charles Morris.

70 Pong, the Cowbn ; or The Young Marshal‘s
Ral . By Major . B. Stoddard, Ex-Scout.

71 Ruff Robsart and His Bear: or, The Trail 01 Lit-
tle Rifle. By Captuin “Bruin “ Adams.

72 The Ice Elephant; or, The Castaways of the Lone
Coast. By Capt. Frederick Whittaker.

78 The Young Moose-Hunters; or, Trail and Camp
Fire in the New Brunswick Woods. By William
H. Manning.

74 The Boy Coral-Fishers: or, The Sea Cavern
Scourge. By Roger Starbuck.

75 Revolver Billy, the Boy Ranger of Texas. By
Col. Prentiss Ingraham.

70 The Condor-Killers: or, Wild Adventures at the
Equator. By T. C. Harbaugh.

77 Lud Lionheels, the Youn Ti er— hter. B
Roger Star-buck. g g mg y

78 Flntbont Fred: or The Voyage o! the Experi-
ment. By Edward Willett.

79 Boone, the Hunter; or. The Backwoods Brothers.
By Captain F. Whittaker.

30 Kentucky Ben, the Long Rifle or the Cascades.
By R. Starbuck.

81 The Kit Carson Club; or. The Young Hawkeyes
in the Northwest. By T. C. Hnrbaugh.

82 Little Buck, the Boy Guide; or. The Gold “ Eye "
of Montana. By Barry Rii-ggold.

83 Pony Bob. the Reckless Rider of the Rockies. By
Col. P. Ingraham.

84 Captain Fly-by-Night; or, The Colorado Boys on
the War-Path. By Joseph E. Badger, Jr.

85 gaptkain Ralph, the Young Explorer. By C. D.

ar .

80 Little Dan Rocks: or, The Mountain Kid‘s Mis—
sion. By Morris Redwing.

' B7 The Menagerie Hunters; or, Fanny Hobart, the

Animal Queen. By Maj. H. Grenvxlle.

58 The Boy Tramps; or, Life Among the Gipsies.
By J. M. Hoflman.

89 ‘Longshore use or, HowaRou hBo Won His
Way. By C. D. Clark. 3 y
90 Roving Rifle, Custer's Little Scout. By T. C.
Harbaugh.
91 ICregon Josh, the Wizard Rifle. By Roger Star-
uc .

92 Hurricane Kit- or. Old Lightnin on the Ram
age. By A. F.‘Holt. g I}

08 J am in Jake, the Colorado Circus Boy. By B.
Bain rigge. I

94 Sam Spence, the Broadhorn Boy. By Edward
Willett.

95 Moscow to Siberia; or. A Yankee Boy to the
Rescue. By Charles Morris. v

96 hting Fred: or, The Castaws I of Grizzl
gfmp. By T. C. Harbaugh. y y

97 Cruiseofthe Flysws ' o ,YenkeoBo inCe -

t ion. By 0. Dunninghiuk. " ’

 

98 The Boy Vigilantes; or, King Cole and His Band.
By Major K. B, Stoddard.

99 The White Tigers; or, Silver Rifle, the Girl Track-
er ot Lake Superior. By Capt. Chas Howard.

100 The Snow-Shoe Trail; or, The Forest Desper-
adoes. By St George Rathhone.

101 Mariano, the Ottawa Girl; or, The Mysterious
Canoe. By Edward S. Ellis.

102 The Flyawa Afloat: or, Yankee Boys Round
the World. y C. Dunning Clark.

108 Pat Mnlloney‘s Adventures' or, Silver Tongue,
the Dacotah Queen. By 0. 1.. Edwards. ,

104 The Boy Prospectori or, The Secret of the Biem
Ravine. By Roger Star-buck.

105 Minonee, the Wood Witch; or, The Squatter’l
Secret. By Edwin Emerson.

100 The Boy Cruisers“ or, Joe and Jap's Big Find.
By Edward Wineét.

117! The Border Rivers: or, Lost on‘the Overland
Trail. ByJ. Milton Hoffman.

108 Alaska, the Walt—Queen. By Captain Howard
Lincoln.

109 Christian Jim, the White Man's Friend. By Ed-
ward S. Ellis.

110 Plucky Joe, the Boy Avenger. By J. M. Hot!-
man.

111 The Border Gunmaker; or, The Hunted Maiden.
By James L. Bowen.

112 LettHanded Pete, the Double—Knife. By Joe.
E. Badger. Jr

113 The River Rifles: or. The Fate of the Flatboat.
By Capt. J. F. 0. Adams.

114 Alone on the Plains- or, The She-Eagle‘s Venge-
ance. By Edward Willett.

115 Silver Horn, and His Rifle Firedcath. By Roger
Starbuck. ,

1111 Ex loits of Hezekiah Smith, the Backwoodsmsn.
By merson Rodmsn.

117 The Young Mustangers; or, Dick Merry’s Ran-
gers. By C. Dunning Clark.

118 Olrlidmps; or, 'lho Boy Rivals. By Barry Ring-
go .

119 Center Shot, the White Crow. By '1'. c. Ila/r-
baugh.

120 A Hot Trail; or, Clark Cloverly Among the Tar-
tars. By Charles Morris.

121 Hunter Psrd Ben; or, The Wakush ‘s Blind Lend.
By Roger Starbuck.

122 The Esquimaux Queen; or, The Mystery of the
Lone Hut. By G. Waldo Brow no.

123 Tim, the Boy Acrobat; or, Life in the Circus
Ring. By Charles Morris.

124 Queen Bessie, the Border GlrL By Henry J.
Thomas.

125 Tom Tabor, the Boy Fugitive; or, The Young
Lynch Gang Wolves. By Barry Ringgold.

126 Mink Coat, the Death—Shot; or. The Spring of
the Tiger. By Jos. E. Badger, Jr.

127 The Deer Hunter; or, Life in the Ottawa Coun-
try. By John J. Marshall.

128 Wolf-Ca. ; or, the Night-Hawks of the Fire-
Lands. y Capt. Chas. Howard.

129 Silve ur; or, The Mountain Heroine By Ed-
ward illett.

no §e£tm, Queen of the Plains. By Percy B. St.
0 n.

131 Wistah, the Child Spy. By George Gleason.
188 The Island Tra or: or, The Young White-Bul-
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183 The Forest Specter; or, The Young Hunter‘s
Foe. By Edward Willett.
184 Wild Nat, the Trooper; or, The Cedar Swamp
Brigade. By Wm. B. Eyster.
185 The Silver Bugle: or, The Indian Maiden of St.
Croix. By Lieut. Col. Hazeltine.
136 The Prairie Tra per; or, The Child of the
Brigade. By C. unning Clark.
187 The Antelcgie Boy; or, Smoholler, the Medicine
. Man. By co. L. Aiken.
188 Long Shot; or, The Dwarf Guide. By Captain
Comstock.
139 Colonel Crockett, the Bear King. By 0. E.
Lasalle.
140 Old Pegs the Mountaineer or The Trapper
Rivals. By Lewis W. Carson. '
141 The Giant Hunter; or, The Mad Scourge of the
Kickapoos. By Harry Hazard.
142 Black Panther, the Half-Blood: or, The Slaves
of the Silver Mines. By J. E. Badger, Jr.
1411 Carson the Guide; or. The Perils ot the Frol-
tier. By Licut. J. H. Randolph. '
144 Kent, the Ranger; or The Fugitives ot the Bor-
der. By Edward S. Ellis.
145 Bill Robbins. Hunter; or, The Man in Green. By
Edward Willett.
146 The Half-Breed Rival; or, The Tangled Trail.
By Joe. E. Badger, Jr.
147 The Masked Avenger; or, Death on the Trail.
By Col. P. Ingraham.
14B Nat. the Trapper and IndiamFighter. By Paul
J. Prescott. - h
149 The Eli: Demon; or, The Giant Brothers. By
T. C. Harbaugh.
150 The Boy Mustangfiunter; or, Eulalie, the
Beautifu Amazon. By Frederick Whittaker.
151 Frank Yates, the Young Trapfier; or, Mountain
Kate’s Warning. By Joseph . Badger, Jr.
152 Wild Raven, the Scout; or. Blanche, the Over-
land Maiden. By 011 Gnomes.
153 Lynx-Ca - or, Four Tra ers Amon theSioux.
By Paul Eibbs. . pp g
151 The Champion Texan Rider; or, Red Buflaio
and the Hercules Hunter. By Hurry St. George.
155 Dusky Dick‘s Doom; or. Tobe Castor, the Old
Scout. By Joe. E. Badger. Jr.
156 Frank Bell, the B0 S y- or. The Mystery of
Crystal Lake. By Ol‘i 
157 Nick Doyle, the Gold-Hunter. By P. H. Myers.
158 Kidna pvd Dick; or, The Fate of the Fire-Fly.
By J. tanley Henderson.
159 Sam’s Long Trail; or, The Twin Scouts. By W.
J. Hamilton.
160 Hank Triplet‘s Vow; or, The Old Guide’s Wrong
Trail. By Harry Hazard.
1‘31 The Mad Skinner; or, The Cruise of the Monon-
gahela. By Roger Starbuck.
1d2 The Trapper King; 01'. Old BnarPaw, the Yan—
kee Scout. By Maj. Max Martino.
16:} Simon Kenton, Hunter; or. The Renegade’s
Doom. By Emerson Rodman.
161 The BnyChief: or, Frank 3611’: Compact. By
011 Coomes.
165 The Trader Traitor: or, Old Bark the Marksman.
I By J. Stanley Henderson.
166 Old J nods Clew: or, The Darky Detective. By
Mrs. Orrin James. I >
167 he You ‘Tm her or TheBleckLeague‘s Plot.
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168 This ecter Egg; or, The Wizard Canoe. By
Maj. wisW. rson.

169 Lani: Lute, the Old Colorado Hunter. By E.
W. Archer.

‘170 The White Wolf; or, Following a Trail. By

Ed ward Willett.

171 The SwamalGuide; or, Canebrake Moseand his
Dog. By .N. McNeil.

172 The Yankee Paddler; or. Jabez Hawk, the Spy.
By C. Dunning Clark.

173 The Scout and HisYoung Chum. By Warren
St. John.

174 Blacksmith Tom‘s Mask: or, The Renegade
Rival. By Geo. D. Gilbert. .

175 The Buckskin Rider; or, The White Scourge. By
Guy Greenwood.

176 The natter‘s Surprise: 01'. Frontier Life at
Squire oker's. By Mrs. H. J. Thomas.

177 Four Fellow Scouts; or The Uns_:e}i Hand. By
J. Stanley Henderson. /

178 Old Kit and His Comrades; or, The Long Trail.
By Jos. E. Badger, Jr. ,

179 Uncle Grill‘s Disguise: or, Tom Drain, the Young
Ranger. By Harry Hazard. v

180 The Marked Miner: or, Jolly Jan the Dutch
Trailer. By Lieut. Col. Hazeltine.

18 The Wild Huntress; or, Old Grizzly the Bean
Tamer. By Capt. Bruin Adams.

182 The Dwarf Decoy; or, The White Steed Rider.
By Marc 0. Rolfe.

188 Job Dean’s Tactics: or. The Captain‘s Fair
Rescuer. By Ingoldsby North.

184 Yankee E h’s Dilemma; or, the Scheming Suitor
Foiled. y J. R. Worcester.

185 The Wily Witch‘s Ward. By Edwin E. Ewin.‘

186 Frank. the Furrier: or The Yankee logical
Medicine Arrow. By J. Stanley Henderson.

187 Difina, the Fair Mountaineer. By Capt. F. Whit-
ta er.

188 J ack‘s Snare; or, The Kent Boys’ Plot. By Mrs.
Ann E. Porter.

189 Sam, the Swamp Scout. A Romance of 1779.
By W. J. Hamilton.

190 The Dashing Trooper; or She HaltBreed's
Revenge. By Frederick Dewey.

191 The Boy Brave; or, Stone Castle's Shrewd
Schemer. By James L. Bowen.

192 Sandy Bill, of Texas; or, The White Apache's
Doom. By Edward Willett.

193 Harry Winkie‘s Long Chaseyor. the Haunted
Hunter. By Wm. B. Eyster.

194 Creeper Cato, the Shadow Swamp Trailer. By
1“. Dewey.

195 The Ranger Detective; or. The scalpless Hunter.
By Barry Hazard. ‘ ’

196 G Ma . the Mountain Witch- or. The to
aim; Mu e. By 0. D. Clark. . ‘ my

197 The Branded Captain; or, The Silent Slayer. By
W. J. Hamilton.

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1% Old Crolsflm‘l Crisis; or Frank Neabit, the
Young Trailer. By Capt. Charles Howard.

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199 Zebra Zack, the Texan. By W. J. Hamilton.

200 The Nameless Hunter: or, the Daootah Scourge.
By George W. Robinson.

201 The Yankee Captives. By Edward Willeth
202 Teddy's Long Trail. By Edward S. Ellis.

208 Old Hank, the Hermit; or, The Capture o! the
Cave. By Edward W. Alcher.

204 Goosehead’s Best shot. By Joe. E. Badger, Jr.

205 The Dutchman's Dread: or. Gottlieb and his
Hunter Ferd. By Capt. Charles Howard.

206 Kit Burt‘s Mask; or, Nick the Scout. By W. J.
Hamilton.

WI Eagle-Eyed Tlm' or. The Crafty Ca tain's Plot.
By C. Dunning Clark. D

206 The Vinnie Sport; or. The Young Mechanic‘s
Muster. y James L. Bowen.

209 Buck Burt‘s Pluck; or. The Scouts of the Scieto.
By Edward Willett. '

210 The TelLTele Bullet; or, The Outlaws' Fate. By
J. Stanley Henderson.

211 The 30 Surv or' or Rugy the Daring Bidet.
By W.  Harman: ’ '

:12 Yankee Drover Swipee' or The Young Must.an
Rider. By Seelln Robins. '

213 Silver Cit Tom; or, Blue Belt‘l Barter. By
James L. wen. '

214 Nick. the Detective‘ or, The Border Vazabond'l
Doom. By Edwin merson.

215 Mustang Rider Boy; or. The Brigands of Texas.
By Albert W. Aiken.

216 The Dakota Dutchman; or, Sharp Eye's Brave
Band. By Maj. Max Martino.

217 Yankee Josh, the Rover; or. Two Adventurer-
In the Tropics. By B. H. Belknap, M. D.

218 New York Ned In California: or. The Brothers of
the league. By W. J. Hamilton.

219 Kentucky Kate's shot: or, Border Foee’ Preys.
By Edward Willett. ,

220 ’Frisco Frank's Rival; or. The Gold Cave of
lobeath Valley. By Paul J. Prescott.

221 Doctor . Detective; or, Trailer Tom's Tact.
By Lewis ay Swift. 1

R2 BlySam‘s Snare; or, The Boy Hunter’s Vow.
By Louis Legrand, M. D.

223 Old Nancy's Wsrd' or. The Rustic Rifle Ban-
gers. By Llent. Co . Hazeltine.

£24 Rattl to. the Naboh; a Story of New York in
mums. By Scott R. Sherwood.

225 Night-Hawk Bill; or. The New York Sportsmen‘l
Glow. By W. J. Hamilton.

226 The Masked Maniac; or. The Old Man's Mission.
By Marc 0. Rollo.

an Barney's Bold Brush; or, Three Youths in idaho.
By James L Bowen.

U8 The Deadwood s rte- or, Diamond 1)!ch De
liversnoe. By 13:11:. B. G. Liming

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229 Hans Schmidt. Jr.' or The Dis ised Ya ke .
By w. J. Hamilton. ' g“ n e

230 Lone Star's Sure Shot; or, The One-Armed Rival.
By Harry Hazard. ’

231 Mark Morgan's Mask' or The Girl Aven r. B
Capt. Charles Howard. ' 3e 1

832 Billy Broom‘s First Cruise: 01-, Tom Pintle. the
Pdet. By B. Minor Klapp.

238 The Girl Rifle-Shot. By W. J. Hamilton.

234 Old K le’l Lon Tram - or Zeke, theBen ade.
By Heynry J. Thzomae. p. ’ as

285 Old Bill Syce's Pledge; or. The Texan Unmasked.
By Edward Willett.

236 The On-the-Wing Detective; or, Tracking a New
- York Bank Robber. By Ed. 8. Ellis.

237 The Do} hin‘s You Ski r; or, Will Wl ,
the PearFPirate. By gefgtarhuck. us

238 Josh's Bo Paras: or, The Mysterious Sky Ran-
ger. By . G. Lansing.

289 Lee akln‘s Disguise: or, The Madman's‘ Re-
veng . By Moro O. Rolfe.

240 Daring Dick‘s Race; or, The Yankee Peddlor's
Surprise. By Arthur L. Meserve.

241 Uncle Ephe‘s Boys: or, Archy Gordon‘s Grit.
By J. Stanley Henderson. ,

242 ’Cyclist Bob Snared: or, The Champion's Rival.
By Capt. R. M. Hawthorne.

M3 Flash-Light Joe; or, Brave, the Canine Smut.
By Charles P. Isiey.

214 Bob Baker’sLest Lea : or Old Reuben“; Re

venze. By T. Benton hields. U. S. A.
Ready December 15.

2115 North Woods Nat: or. The Young Mountain
Captain. By W. J. Hamilton.
Ready December 22;

246 The Girl Chief; or, Dolly's Droll Disguise. By
J. M. erri I.
Ready December 29. ’

2‘47 Denver Dick, the Rattler: or. Th3 Miners of

Deadwood Gulch. By Barry Hazar .
Ready January 5.

948 Black Jim‘s Doom; or, Billy Bowlegs‘s Revenge.
By\Lient-Col. Hazetline.
Ready January 12. -

249 Morgan, the Sea Rover- or. The shrewd Scotch-
man 5 Scheme. By J olm 8. Warner.
Ready January 19.

£50 Zach's Ghent Trap; or. The Haunted House. By 1

Gear eA pie ate.
Randi Jaguargy 26.

251 Kyd‘s Bold Game; or, the Death Trail Mystery.
By Paul Bibbs. »
Ready February 2. “

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