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XatbasMUhaatryl liatkl—marc kaodringl - [aumiu. 1 Hurricane Han is a Urge tidtemilymanßion, built of dark, red Mudstone, in one of the lone liestamT wildest of the mountain regions of Vir ginia. The estate Issurrounded on three tides by a range of steep, gray rooks, spiked with clamps of dark evergreens, and called, from its horse shoe form, the Deril’s Hoof. • On the fourth side, the ground gradually de scends inbroken rook aud barren soil to the edge of the, wild mountain stream known as the Peril’s Run’. When storms and hoods were high, the load roaring of the wind throngh the wild mountain , gorges, and the terrific raging of the torrent OSter its rooky coarse, gave to this savage lo cality its ill-omened names of Peril’s Hoof, Peril’s Run mid Hurricane HalL Major Ira Warfield, the lonely proprietor of the Hall, was a veteran officer, who, in disgust at what he supposed to be ill-requited services, had .retired from public life to spend the evening of his rigorous age on this his patrimonial estate. Here he lived in seclusion, with his old-fashioned house-keeper, Mrs. Condiment, and his old family servants and his favorite dogs and horses. Mere his mornings were usu ally spent in the chase, in which he excelled, and his afternoons and evenings were occupied in small convivial suppers among his few chosen oampanions of the chase or the bottle. In person Mqjor Warfield was tell and strong ly built, reminding qne of some old iron-limbed Douglas of the olden time. His features were large and harsh; his complexion dark red, as that of one bronzed by long exposure and flush ed with strong drink. His fierce, dark gray •yes were surmounted by thick, heavy black brows, that when gathered into a frown, re? minded one of a thunder cloud, as the flashing orbs beneath them did of lightning. His hard, harsh face was surrounded by a thick growth of iron-gray hair and beard that met beneath his chin. His usdal habit was a black cloth coat, crimson vest, block leather breeches, long, block yarn stockings, fastened at tho knee, and mo rocco slippers with silver battens. 4 In - character Major Warfield was arrogant, domineering and violent—equally loved and feared by his faithful old family servants at home—disliked and dreaded by his neighbors and acquaintances abroad, who, partly from his boose and partly from his character, fixed upon him the appropriate nickname of Old Hceri • CAM*. - ' There was, however, other ground of dislike betides that of his arrogant mind, violent tem per and domineering habits. Old .Hurricane Was said' to be an old bachelor, yet rnmor whis pered that there was in some obscure part of the world, hidden away from human sight, a de serted 'wife and child, poor, forlorn and heart broken. It was farther whispered that the elder brother of Ira Warfield bad mysteriously disappeared, and not without some suspicion of fool play on the part of the only person in the World who had a‘ strong interest in his “ taking off.” However these things might be, it was known for a certainty that Old Hurricane had au oniy sister, widowed, tick and .poor, who withher son dragged on a wretched life of ill requited toil, severe pritetioh and painful infir mity, in a distent city, unaided, unsought and ' oncared for by h.er cruel brother. v It was the night of the last day of October, 184fi. The evehinghad {closed in very dark and gloomy. About dusk the wind rose in the north west, driving up masses {of leaden hned clouds, and in a few minutes the ground was covered deep with snow, and the air Was filled with driving sleet.. As this was All HiOlow Rre, the dreadful in clemency of the weatherdid not prevent the negroes of Hntrieaho Hall from ftom availing / themselves of ihetr capricious old master’s pe£ mlssioii, and going off in a body 1 to a banjo breakdown held in tho negro quarters of their next neighbor. . Upon this evening, then, there was left at Hnmeane Hall, only {Wacfield, Mrs. Con diment, his little old house-keeper, and Wool, his body, servant : \ ijfita ewenipg the old hail was shut up *9,**ep but as mnoh as possible the •WW m m tiorm tint roared through the rotmteta chasms and cannonaded the wells Of tite house as if determined toforcean en&aacfl: Amoou as sfie had seen that all Was safe, Mrs. Ckmdiment went to bed and went to sleep It yas about ten o’clock that night that Old Hnmeane, well wrapped up in his quilted flan- Ml dressing gown, sat In his well padded easy m&.Sdmt a warm and bright firp, taking his btiPMort inlua own most comfortable bed-roam. Shls was the hour of the coziest enjoyment to Ute self-indulgent old Sybarite, who dearly loved His own ease. Very comfortable was Old Hur ricane; and ns he toasted his feet and sipped his punch, while his black servant, Wool, ap ifiied the warming-pan to his cozy couch, he fidgy hugged himself for enjoyment, and do oteed tbat nothing under heaven would or could ttinpt him to leave that room and that house ■ad go out into that storm on that night. Just M he had come to this emphatic determination Je wM startled by a violent ringing of the door »UL Ordering Wool to go and see what was ■* ™ ke hastily arrayed himself in his tieefung habiliments and jumped into bed, de- WbUned not to be intruded upon, or to be call- ofha room on any account whatever. :At this moment Wool re-appeared 1,- fo. o *’ J ou villain! Do you intend to moffthere holding it open on me all nieht ?’ Vbciefrated the old man. ° • Wool hastily closed the offending portals, and honied to to his master's side. ♦ Well, sir, who was it rang the bell? 1 . ‘Sar, fie Reverend Mr. Parson Goodwin, and heiy hpwhe must see yourself, personally, cl*§& lw*. 700 ▼Ulninl Didn't youtoll Mm » * Fei. lfErte, I tell him how youwero gone to TaxetbeewtQi atfaep morc’a an hour h# op aßSSsssgrasr* •“■ LfpJ MfdtotiU What kove I«o do wtthffßi IMNialhf I won'tofe J if the panto* wants m trill have to eome up haw and sea pM&M:* :■ ' [ . - i i him reverence ap, tar P I wouldn't get up and go down to see— Washington—sh at the door, 70a rascal! or I'll ■ttoaw the boot-jack at your wooden headl* "Wool obeyed with alacrity and in time to eaoape the threatened missile. After an absence of a few minates he was heard returning, attending apon the footstep* of another. And the next minute he entered, ush ering in the Her. Mr. Goodwin, the pariah min isterof Bethlehem, fit. Mary’s. ‘How do jrondoT How do you do? Glad to eeeyon, eir! glad to see you, thongh obliged to recrive you in bed! Fact ia,l caught a hold withHde msecs .change of weather, and took a warm negus and went to bed to sweat it offl You’ll excuseme! Wool, draw that easy chair up to 'my bedside for worthy Ur. Goodwin, and bringhim a glass of warm negue. lt will do himgood after his cold ride.’ ‘lthgpk yoo.H^orWarfield! I wOl take the seat,but not the negus, if yon please, to-night.’ ‘Nrtttonegost Oh, come now, yon are joking! Why, It will keep yon from catching cold, and be a most comfortable nigbteap, dia posing you to deep and sweat like a baby ! Of reporge you. spend the night with ns !’ ‘lthank you, no t I must take the road again in a few minutes.’ ‘Take the road again to-night! Why, man alive! it'ls midnight, and the snow driving like all -Lapland.’ •Sir, I am sorry to refuse your proffered hos pitality and leave your comfortable roof to-night, and sorrier still to have to take yon with me,’ "said the pastor, gravely.’ ‘Take ME with you! No, no, my good eir! no, no, that is too good a joke—ha! hal’ ‘Sir, i fear that you will find it a very serious one! Your servant told you that my er rand was one of imminent urgency V ‘Yes, something like I%Te and death ‘Exactly—down in the cabin, near the Punch Bowl, there is an old woman dying .’ ‘There, I knew it. 1 was just toying there might be an old woman dying. But, my dear sir, wbat’e that to me ? What can Ido ?’ ‘Humanity, sir, would prompt you.’ ‘Cut, my dear sir, how can I help her? lam not a physician‘to prescribe .’ ‘She is far past a physician’s help. ’ ‘Nor am I priest to hear her confession .’ ‘Her confession God has already received.’ ‘Well, out! I’m not a lawyer to draw up her will.’ C'-i ‘No, sir; tout you are recently appointed one of the Justices of the Peace for Alleghany/ ‘Yes; well, what of that That does not com prise the duty of my getting up out of my warm bed and going through a mow storm to see an old woman expire.’ ‘Excuse me for insisting, sir ; but this is an official duty,’ said the parson, mildly but firmly. ‘l’ll—l’U throw up my “commission to-mor row,’ growled the old man. ' ‘To-morrow you may do thpt, bat meanwhile, to-night, being still in the commission of the peace, you are bound to get up and go with me to this woman's bedside.’ ‘And what the demon is wanted of me there?’ ‘To receive her dying deposition.’ ‘To receive a dying deposition! Qood Ilea ven! was she murdered, then?’ exclaimed the old man, in‘alarm, as he started out of bed' and .began to draw on his nether garments. ‘Be composed-f-she was not murdered,’ said the pastor. | ‘Well, then, wpat is it ? Dying deposition! It must concern a crime,’ exclaimed the old man, hastily drawing on bis coat. ‘lt dees concern a crime.’ ‘What crime, for the love of heaven ?’ ‘I am not at liberty to tell yen. She will do that.’ ‘Wool, go down and rouse up Jehu, and tell him to put Parson Goodwin's mule in the stable for the night. And tell him to put the black draught-horse to the close carriage, and light both the front lanterns—for we shall bare a dark, stormy road. Shat the door, you infer nal!—l beg your pardon, parson, but that vil lain always leaves the door ajar aftcr-him.’ The good parson bowed gravely ; and the ma jor completed his toilet by the time the servant returned and reported the carriage ready. ‘To the Devil’s Punch Bowl’—was the order given'by Old Hurricane as he followed the min ister into the carriage. ‘And now, sir,’ he con tinued, addressing his companion, ‘I think you had better repeat that port of the church litany that prays to be delivered from ‘battle, murder and sudden'deathfor if be so lucky as 'to escape Black ' Donald and bis gong, we shall have at least an equal chance of being upset in the darkness of these dreadful moon tains.* . ‘A pair of saddle males would have a safer conveyance, certainly,’ said the minister. . Old Hurricane knew that, but though a great sensgoalist, he was a brave man, and sb he had rather risk his life in a close carriage than suf fer cold upon a sure-footed mole’s back. Alter many delays and perils, the paster and Old Hurricane arrived at their destination, called the Witch’s Hut or Old Hat’s Cabin. In one corner of (he hat, on a ragged couch, lay a gray-haired and emaciated woman, evidently near onto death. On being informed that a magistrate had arrived, she insisted on every body else leaving the room, as she would speak with.him.alone. Her request having been com plied with. Old Hurricane drew from his pocket a Bible, administered the oathj and then said: ‘Now then, my good soul begin—‘the truth, the, whole truth, and nothing bat the truth,'you know. Bat first, your name V 'ls it possible you don’t know me. master !’ ‘Hot I, in faith!’ ‘For thelove of heaven, look at me and try to recollect me, sir 1 ■ It is necessary some one authority should hje able to know me,* said the Woman, raising her haggard eyes to the face of her visitor. ’ , The old man adjusted his spectacles and gave ber a serdtiniadng look, exclaiming at inter vale— , 3 ‘Lord bless my sonll it is! it must! it can’t bet GrannyGrewoll—the—tho—the—midwife disappeared jfrom hew' some twelve or thir teen yfctwagor v '■ • ‘Ym, master, I am Nanqjr Grewell, the ladies’ ™ vanished from sight so mysteriously some tlurteen years ago !’ replied the womab7 Heaven help Sour hearts! And for what crime was it yon ran away ? Come—make a clean breast of it woman, woman I Yon have nothiag 40 doi ®8 80 » tor yoa are past the am of earthly; law now!’ 4 1 know it, master.* , ‘f nd T *o prepare to meet the Divine Judge is to make aU tho reparation that | yon can by a full confession!’ ? sir—of! had committed a crimes but I have committed no crime, neither did I run away.’ _ ‘ What? what? what?—Whatwrae it then t Remember, witness, you are on your oath?’ ‘I know that, sir, and IvtiH tell the troth: but it mast be in my own way.* At this moment a violent blast of wind and hail roared down tho mountain side and rattled against the walls, shaking the witch’s hat, as if it would have shaken it about their ears. It was a proper overture to tho tale that was about to be told. Conversation was impossible until the storm raved past and was heard dying m deep reverberating echoes from the depths of the Devil’s punch Bowl. ' v n ‘ l4i f. some thirteen years ago,’ began Granny W fv T u P on jnst such a night of atom 1 as this, Out I was mounted on my bid male Molly With my saddle-bags full of dried yarbs, and stillest waters and-sioh, as I *TUtS carried Whwt| I wa* out.’ leadin'. on, Use tack.. , Jl was on my.! nrn.-Mirr r **&•»! ; roads, If so te I Still Imuadsay that jcst tft we aJid Molly, mj mute got Into the dee®! thick; lonesome woods ns stands round tbs old Hidden .“House in the hollow, I did feel queers ish; ’case it wsa the dead hoar of night, and it was said how strange things were seen and beam, yes, and done too, in that dark, deep, lonesome {dace. I seen how even my mole Molly felt; queer too, by the way she stuck up her ears, stiff aaqniUs. So, partly to koep up my own spirits, and partly to courage her, says I, ‘Molly,’ aaya I, ‘whatare ye afeard On? Be a man, Moby I* But Molly stepped out cautions, and priekad np-her long ears aU the same. ‘Well, piaster, it was so dark 1 couldn’t see a yard;past Molly’s ears, aad the path was aouar row iand the bushes so thick we could hardly get along; but just as we came to the little creek aa they calls the Spout, cause the waters jumps and jets along till it empties into the punch Bowl, and just as Molly was cautiously putting her fore foot into the Water, ont starts two men from the bushes and seises poor Mol* ly*o bridle!* H3ood heaven!’ exclaimed Major Warfield.- ‘Well, master, before I could cry out, one of them Tillichs seized me by the scruff of my neck, and rtith the other hand on my mouth he ! says:: ; ■ i “Be silent, you old fool, or FII blow your brains out!’ ‘An<t then master, I saw for the first time that their faces were coveted over with black crape. 1 couldn’t a-screamed if they’d let me, for my breath was gone and my senses were go ing along with it from the fear that was on me. ‘ 'Don’t struggle, come along quietly and you i shall not be hurt,’ says the man as had spoke before. ‘Struggle ! I couldn’t a-strnggled to a-saved my soul! I couldn’t speak! 1 couldn’t breathe! 1 liked to have a-dropped right offen Molly’s back. One: ou ’em says, says he: “Give her some brandy!’ And t’other takes ’ out a flask «md puts it to my lips and says, says be: ‘ ‘Here, drink this.’ ' ‘Well, master, as he bad me still by the scruff o* the neck 1 couldn’t do no other, ways but open my mouth and drink it. And as soon as I took a. swallow my breath come back and my speech. , “And oh,' gentlemen,’ says I, ‘efit’s ‘your money or your life’ you mean, I haiut it about me! ’Deed ’dare to the Lord-a-mighty I haint! it’s wrapped up in. an old cotton glove in a bole in the plastering in the chimney-corner at home, and ef you’ll spare iuy life, you can go there and. get it,’ says L: ‘You old blackhead,’ says they, ‘we want neither .one nor t’other! Come along quietly and you skull rcceiye no harm. But at the first cry. or attempt to escape this shall stop you ! And with that the villain held the mizzle of a pistol so nigh to my nose that I smelt brimstone, while t’other one bound a silk handkcrcher ’round my. eyes, and then took poor Molly’s bridle and: led her along. 1 couldn’t see, in 'course, and 1 dissint breathe for fear o’ the pis tol. But 1 said my prayers to myself all the time ‘Well, master, they led the mule on down the path, until we corned to a place wide enough to turd, when they turned us ’round and led us back outen the wood, and then round and round, and up and down, and cross ways and length ways, as of they didn’t want me to find where they were taking mo. * Well, sir, when they’d walk about in this ‘fused way, leadin’ of the mule about a mile, I knew we was in the woods again—the very same woods and the very same path—l knowed by the feel of the place and the sound of the bushed, as we hit up against them each side, and also by the rumbling of the Spout as it tnmbled along toward the Punch Bowl. We. went down, and down, and down, and lower, and lower, and lower, until we got right down in the bottom ef that hollow, ‘ Then we stopped. A gate was opened. I put;np my hand to raise the handkerchief, and see where I was; but just at that minute, I felt; the mizzle o’ the plstle like a ring of ice right agin my right temple,' and the willaia growling into my car: “ If you do I’ ‘But x l didn’t—l dropped my hand down as if I had been shot, and afore I had semi any thing cither. So we went through the gate, and up a gravelly walk—l knew it by the crack ling of tho gravel under Molly’s feet—and stop ped! at a horse-block, where one o’ them williams lifted me off. 1 put np my hand again. “ Do, if you dare,’ says t’,other one, with the mizzle o’ the pistle at my head. ‘I dropped my hand like lead.: So they led me on a little way, and then up some steps. I counted them to myself ns I went along.— They were six. Yon nee, master, I took oil this pains to know the house again. Then they opened, a door that opened in the middle. They thcii went' along a passage and up more stairs— there was ten and a turn, and then ten more. Then along another passage, and up another flight of stairs just like tho first Then along another passage, and up a third flight of stairs. They was alike. * Well, sir, here we was at the top o’ the house. One o’ them willaxnsbpened a door on the left side, and t’other said— “inhere—go in and do your duty!* and push ed ifae through the door and shut and locked it on me. 'Good gracious, sir, how scared I was! I slipped off Die silk handkerchief, and ’feared as Ifwas, I didn’t forget to put it in my bosom. ‘ Then I looked about me- Bight afore me on t|he hearth was a little wony taper burning, that showed I was in a great big garret with sloping walls. At one end two deep dnrher itindows, and a black walnut bureau standing betf cen thbm. At t’other end a great .tester bedstead with dark curtains.' There was a dark target on the floor. And with all there were so hiapy dark objects and so many shadows, and the little taper burned so dimly that I could hardly tel,! j t’other from which, or keep from breaking my hose against things as I groped ftbeint. : • ' ‘ And what was lin this zoom for to do I I conldp’t ereh form an idee. . Bat presently my blood ran ooldto hear a groan from behind the :cgrt|ms—then another—and another—then 4 cr y4s df aphild in mortal agony, saying; : Heaven, saVe me I’ * K jrto to the bed and dropped the curtains, and liked to'have fainted at what I saw. ‘ And what did you see?’ asked the tbasds trat*. ■ * ‘Master, behind those dark curtains I saw;.* young weatOre tossing about on the bed, fling tngher fair and beautiful arms about, and tear ing wildly at the fine lace that trimmed her right dress, i But, master; that Wasn’t what al most made me faint—it was that her right band' was sewed up in black crape, and her whole fece and head completely covered with black crape drawn down and fastened securly around her throat, leaving only a small slit at the Bps and hone to breathe through!’ * What! take care woman I remember that you are upon your oath!’ said the magistrate. ‘ I know it, mastcrl And as 1 hope to bo forgiven, I ain telling you the truth I* ' ]; ' * Go on, then.’ * Well, sir,: she was a young creature, scarce ly past childhood, if one might judge by her small- size, add soft, rosy skim. I aued her {to let me take, that black crape from her faoe ahd head, but she tlxre wup her hands god exclaim ed— ; iv ■■ '• ■■■ .■' ] .-a '* * "Oh, no, no, no! for my life, no!’ ) - ‘ Well, master, I hardly know now to tell i said the old, woman, hes * *9* rightstndght on like a ear of Juggernaut • woto**! ■ Remember the whole troth/ v 1 * fWell, master, in the next two hoolw there Here twins born in that room—a the boy was dead, the. girl living. And all the. time I heard the measured tramping of one w • them willaiua up and down'the passage outside of that: room. Presently the steps stopped,and there was a rap at the door. I went and list ened, bat did not open it/ ‘ls it all over ?’ the voice asked. ‘Before I could answer, a cry from the bed caused me to look roond. There was the poor - masked mother stretching out her white anna towards me in the most imploring way. I has tened back to her. ‘Tell him—no—ne,’ she said. {to bp cownsuKD nr oca xkxt.] an xxomxo ska stokt or thm xxvolutioh 1 SEAWAIF; 08, XBB TERROR OF THE COAST. ' A TALK or nUTATXXB»O 1H 1776. CHAPTER L “I’d like to know yonr history, Captain Seal waif—l’d like very much to know your his tor® sir I I,think I’ve a right to air—a right, yo| understand. And if there is any one this which I etick out for more peremptorily thufi another, it is right sir— right! This is whyl Phineas Cringle, merchant, ei-eet-e ra, el-cet-e-tf, am an open and avowed patriot, sir. Old Eng land is wrong, and Yonng America is right, f- Therefore, I’m with her. You are a young mm, yet yon come so well recommended to me as a skillful seaman, a feaness man and an honfet one, withal, that I like you, though you’re tot so rough in the figure-head as good sea dogsfce nerally are. 1 have given you command ofphe ‘Tyrannicide,’:as good a craft os floats on fait water—well maned, well officered, well armed, et-eet-e-ra — et-cet-e-ra; and I know that si be well commanded. But your history, yoUr history!” “At present, I have no history worth lisj ing to, Mr. Cringle; but I will try to write with my sword which all the world can rea This conversation occurred at the commei ment of that revolution which gave freedou tho United Colonies of America, in the storj the first speaker. Mr. Phineas Cringle, “ a chant, et-eet-e-ra,” as he always called buns He was a curious, but.a good old man—w eccentric in his ways, but as sound at hear! a young, unshaken oak. His age was full gii and bis long, natural hair was white as sn and bung in masses down about bis neck; his close-shaven face was as smooth and as rj almost as that of Kate Cringle, his bloo daughter, who was just eighteen. Mr. Cringle’s short, thick-set figure kas I dressed in a claret, shad-bellied coat, buff-wkis coat, knee-breeches, (claret, like his coat.) wlite cotton long hose, with immense silver buckles in his shoes. Upon bis head he wore the \ii cornered continental hat of the day, with a ted white and blue cockade placed so conspicuously on it, that all who looked might see that he did not fear to w;ear the sign of a patriot American. The person whom he spoke to was a young man, probably twenty five years of age. His eyes were large, dark blue, and shaded by long brown lashes; his flowing hair and soft, glossy beard was of a rich, dark brown ; his figure was slight, yet very graceful; his entire appearance quiet, and exceedingly genteel. But when his eye looked upon you, there was something in its clear, cold depth—a something in tl)e ex pression of his curved lip, that told you, that when >manbeod was needed, he was thfre, in spite of the delicacy of his appearance His dress was a naval frock-coat, with ipaulet straps upon the shoulders, plain pantaloons and boots, and a blue naval cap. He wore no wea pons there—yet he looked like one who could wear a sword gracefully, and use it skillfully. “ You can at least tell me where you was born, sir!” said Mr. Cringle, pursuing his ob ject. “ I cannot tell you where I was born, or even who my father or mother was,” replied the young captain.. “As my name indicates, lam literally a teat/ of the sea. Drifted ashorefrom a wreck upon a little island at the south-west comer of Naniuckct Shoal, I was taken from a chest into' which I had been laid, by the bands ofn noble and good old man who bad left the wnrld to life n. hermit life there. He named me Edward Seawnif—the first name his own; tho latter, in remembrance of the manner in which I came to him. No living thing but my self reached tho land. That old man. Edward Zaae, was more than father or mother to me— he hated a world which had wronged him much; but he loved me all the more that I had sjen nothing of it.- To him I owe everything.” “ You had no history, you said, sir ? Ho history, indeed!” cried Mr. Cringle. “ Why, sir, already yoa are a hero of roihance. I must 'find out who your father and mother weje, el cei~e-ra, ef-cet-e-ra ! 'Was there nothing beside you in the chest when the good' old man- found yeu?” : . , “Yes, sir—a Bible, a quantity of c|othing and jewels—some of it evidently belonging to a lady of rank and fashion; for it was vert rich,” “ Any name in the Bible, on the jewelry or clothing, et-eet-e-ral [ “No, sir, none—except a crest and doat-of orms that were on a seal ring, and also mgrav ed on various articles of jewelry which I possess; for when the good old hermit died, he pegged me to keep them—in hopes that they might lead to the discovery-of my family." “ Yes, he was right—very right WJat was this crest and coat-of-armsl” asked the mer chant. : “Two arms and hands grasping j crossed swords over a coronet, for the crest;.la shield with diamonds and fleur de Us for the coat-of arms." “Hmph—noble blood: the JUur de Us is French, or was once!”- said the old merchant, writing in his memorandum-book. “Fve got something to do—l’ll find out who your parents were or are (for they may yet be 1 living,) if I have to hunt over the hera’diy of all the world. Bat, come np stairs, captain, we’ll take agloss of punch of daughtei Kate’s browing; and then we’ll go aboard.of the ‘ Tyrannicide,’ and see bow matters go there. I suppose Ton’ll do to sea in the morning 1” V Yes, sir, ’’ said Seawaif, following the mer chant to the dweHing part of his house, Which was in the upper part of his store and wareroom —a tiling very common in those days.. .CHAPTER 11. *f Isn'tsheabeauty T Taut and near aloft, tnm ud saucy below, et-eet-e-raP' said Mr. Cringle, as he rad the young captain stood upon the wharf. and looked .at a craft which lay at anchor in the Utile harbor. t o ' . She was/forthatera, astonishingly elivperith, raking in spars, thorp in hdl and calculated to carry ra astonishing quantityof canvass. / Her j? 8 W that of a two-topsail schooner—her *®fSs W? being very long rad heavy, so as to cairy large fore-rad-aft sails. Her tonnage •PPetoed to be about three hundred tens. 'She f“ P*«tS«d pr sghi pound carronades on a side .; and a' long bPass thirty-- two pprader, f orking oh fi pivot, ihone -h&fig «mp ousts, mounted high en ough to work over Her hammock nettings.— mm eopld he seen the gleafi of boardtog-pxkes and mast head abbod-rad fag floated outi the motto: Death to TyraiUe and fl&6» Took* Abthn fcia-truck, another* red flag bora the name of the schooner—"Tm TY^^cnm:” tier figure-head was a oevp* ll * sinking its fangs ; into the heart of a man Rho »«e * wowm-- Taking her * together, rim was Jtodeed a taney and danger Ons looking etift, calculated to both sail MdAght'welJ. UpdS her dock many tub# could bo showing that, if she had “ teeth, she had also strength to jmo them. , , The yonng captain did not reply to the proud owner's remarks, but, with on equally exulting eye, looked 4t the handsome vessel, while a boat which ho had signalled, rapidly approached the shore. It was surf-built, pulled by eight study young men, end an officer, also young, but a bold and handsome boy, steered her. In a few moments, she was at the pier. The yonng officer touched his hat, and said; ‘ ' “If yon please, Captain Seawaif, yon had better hasten aboard.” 1 \ “Why, Mr. Moriey, what is the matter there t” asked the captain, as he ltd Mr. Cringle sprang into the boat. % “ The surgeon, sir. Dr. La Motto, has bad a quarrel with Mr. Doolittle, the first officer, sir, and has challenged him i-to a duel. I believe they were getting arms to settle the matter when I left, sir.” “Ah I quarrelling already ? PH ghre them a chance to fight onr country’s/bet, not heryWendt, soon!” said Captain Seawaif. “ Give way with a will, men,” he added,\ to those at the oars; put me along side in a hurry—l-heU the clash of steel!” j But a few moments elapsed ere the boat reach ed the shooneria gangway. The captain scarcely touched the man-ropes as he leaped over the side, with a frown on his pale brow, and an angry light in his dark eye. And he came just in time; for oner of the combat n a, his first officer, was tremendously hard pressed by Ids opponent, who. using a long slim rapier of matchless steel with consummate skill, was far superior to the other, who hod tee short, curved cutlass, much used by seamen at that day. Whilo the amazed,' yet amnsed crew of the vessel looked on, the Frenchman had made lunge after lunge at the officer, making remarks at each lunge, which brought shouts of laughter from the men. i “Ah, ha! Monsieur Do-Utle ■; I make yon do aomeaing now, eh?” he would Cry, as he made a lunge, which the officer, standing solely on the defensive, barely succeeded in parrying.— “ How yon like ze frog-stickare, in zs hands of ze frog-eatare, eh?” he ivould add, as his keen blade, doubling over the stiff one of his adver sary, narrowly escaped a sheath in the bosom of the latter. Hold here, hold !” cried Seawall sternly, as he stepped between the combatants, who instantly lowered the points of their weapons. “ What means this breach of discipline in officers, and npon my quarter-deck, which should and shall be as inviolate as a church to all who belong upon it!” »ry I as \y. jut sy Ing The attitude and look of the combatants at this instant was most striking. The Frenchman, who was very lean and tall, had oast off, not only bis cap, but his, wig leaving his perfectly bald head exposed. He Was in his shirt-sleeves, also, and wore the tightest kind of black breeches and stockings, making bis very active, but dim inutive legs look even smaller than they were. His | moustache, which was thick and heavy, was twisted ferociously over toward e&ch ear, whim it nearly touched. Mr. Doolittle was equally long and lank; but he Tore a seaman’s loose trowsers which though thej fitted at the waist in spider-like tightness, sprmd out Turkishly below, and there con egaid the slender shanks of bone and skin.— Hitt loose shirt,' bulging out above his slim wait, gave qp idea that there was an expansion of meat and | body there ; but in vain had the rapier of Dr, La Motto, in several passages through the garments, songht for more solid material than cotton shirting. His face was smooth, and his long, straight hair seemed to haye been plastered to his cheeks with tallow, or some other such substance, of its own dirty white color. “What means this quarrel ? Speak gentle men, I fill permit no trifling here 1” “ I guess it wouldn’t have been a trifle if the doctor pad ran bis tarnal toad-slicker through my giaord!” said Mr. Doolittle. “.But cap’n, I reckib I was in the wrong I The doctor or dered pome fried frogs oh the table, and I said I’d rsther eat stewed kittens. He' twitted me ab«u.‘eating pork and molasses, and I talked back rather saucy ;’ and he wanted to fight and 1 acpmmodated him. That’s all air—l’m the one jo blame!” “No, Monsieur Oooleetle, sense mo if yon sall/please—you vn tout geuereuse. I, sere, am ze F e °*’homme zat is to blame. Monsieur le Ciuitaine, I shall make One grande apology to ypar quarter deck —tree grande to Monsieur D/oleetle, and more zan dat to yon, zare! I vfioake once more frents wiz Monsieur Doo- Iptle; and if at any time he have a 7 shot in ze Ifg or ze arm, I will take zem off as easy as pull « toot!” * * I “Thank ye; I hope you'll not have any lhanoe for such operations,” said the officer; r hut here’s my band, and if the oap’n will ex (ense us this time, we’ll be as fast friends as ' ever.” “ Eh I bien—zat is one grande idea, Uopsienr Dooleetlo. I nevare shall observe if you eat pork wis molasses any more,” said La Motte, grasping the extended band. “ And yon inay eat frogs till yon croak, doo tor, before F find fault with you again,” said the naturally good-hearted mate. The captain smiled, and went down into the cabin with Mr. Cringle, whither, after the doc tor had recovered his wig, cap, and coat, they were followed by him and Mr. Doolittle. “ Gentlemen, this has been the first difficulty on board; Jet it bo the last, and it shall be ex cused,” said the young commander. “ Sato y°“* strength apd ypur pteel for America’s foes —I will soon place yon Where you’ll bars work enough to'do with them." ■ i “Eh bien, I shall be excessively delight ven zat. day nil arrive. My instruments' are all ready for ze ampntat, ze ball-extract, zo every -BlD.?m.cnw* octor > - rolling tfp his sleeves, i , The sooner we’re aWoy, and at a woirk a tookm’ somethin’, the better I’ll be pleased.” said Mr; Doolittle. “ They do say 7 there’s a powerful sight o’ transports and the like a cros sin over, and their cargoes must be worth a mint p mony to par government folks jast how, when powder, and lead, and - shoo tin’ tools are so scarce I” , ♦i, .f 8 B S opi 88 «bh*tide makes in themonijngsir,”Baid the captain. "See that below and aloft.” . _“?» *7. *«!--thl8 is the best news that I’ve hemd m » coon’s age! And the men are just as impatient as I am.” • ■ J ‘ Ml hell, I look to you to see that all SfS! 8 ? 7, * ft 1 a , on g 0 on Bbon r * recei * e W»-last orders. Send a boat for me at ten to-night, precisely.” “ Ay. ay. sir!” replied the officer. Wthing for you on shore, doc tor?* inquired tbe captain. "Nossing, saror—nossing I sank you. Ah Mcdon me—zere is one zing Pave forgot. I f two or tree prand of forUckle “y *>£ as hfenuSi!*^ l4, doctor >” said the captain as be entered tbe boat, which bad been ordered £ A S*gsS the shore. ’ !°™ fJttoh they both returned to v chapter in. All of her boats Jmd W only, wtfrifwnlfcliiag ,h e forits change. Hehad W t My/ * i after daylight, mtteU to WainSgJj^.i as he supposed, received his finnf>' fQt b«k night before. “ 6nnl J When he reached the shore 1 “ e * ton. Md said ; •• Goap Juin^2*«W dear captain, she has got I tried to find not, bat she wou»S?,s* Jb The captain, who WinahSS^C Tihere Mias Kate Cringle waited f" & *3 She was not what might swILtS a handsome giri, had * fine plump, well-shaped of a bright haael—at times UwaS* light, then liquid with deep feetagl her featares very good; «J SKT" “ •fej her «ipn™n° a (bnlt—lf modesty cowW be bluahee came and went like the «—» "*hl Aurora Borealis aooea a “ Your good father said that vouViM ace mV lady, ’* said Bekwaif a«*h*°i her, actually blushing as much as shTitl abrare man Isoftentimid UdvJ fops, fools, and cowards, are apt to £ «’J3 m woman's presence, where d£« r VnU?l in her love-dealing eyes. Suon a« *? v protected by shields of brass, white fi?3 '**T 'ton* heart. Sd hSSbSII “Yes, sir,” said Kate, while her eSll downcast with modesty. “You aw**^ 08 °u « wheredwthSa f”®“ g aboT<> * helow, and all aroußd rJj it° ?n d i D i riwp ** fcthe ns gbt thiS.l it, and so I spent my wakeful bouratefi] when 0 111 l * to K en W^ 011 mi * ht MOiJSI when for away, that there was one WJ pra y,^^? r “ fety ' forySa IpptT’s.™ ot every .tom-cloj3 She oeasad to speak, and timidly nim J eyes to his, as she handed him the .“ 1 thankyo* lady,” said Toxoe trembled with emotion. ""I And be took the little flag, and place) ij his bosom, next to his heart; and, afto JLI ing her small, white hand to his lips, uyfl ; “ Excuse me that I did not tany-a/J are loose, the anchor almost speak, aadthtfiH will senre by the time I can got back toa> J sel. Heaven bless yon, and adieu!” * | He was gone. And the pretty maiden J and looked at (ke hand oh which he hadnfej his last burning kiss—a salute, it istimJ respect only—looked at it as if the kin yj a visible impression, a sign which she J look upon for all time when she thought eful And a still soft, sigh came up fiomherij seeming to linger on her red, sweet lip. |JI loath to part with them. She stood thudnj ily, until she heard the sound of men cbbl and then sho went to the window, uMditJ ed toward the harbor, and eaw that the *m rocnicide” was under way. 1 (TO BS COSTISUSD,) I JUST ARRIVING—A SfIUCTi SORTUENT of good* adapted tu the icuoa-c will be sold aa cheap as the cheapest— consiitiugft lug’s. Canton Fiannck Muslins, prints, Bamdbtiii assortment of Trimmings for Ladies Dreaca, i® dreds of articles too numerous to mention. Friends and citizen* call ami ace before perduai where and sare your dimes. Clothing of all sorts cheaper than the Jews. The cheapest lot of German town goods tier efts this place, consisting in part of Ladies Hoods, Ifyi Children’s Opera Hoods, Childrens Talman udU Capes and Coats, with the neatest and best nuts Hosiery to he found anywhere in these Dountsist A splendid assortment of Groceries, consisthgtflh nati, Baltimore, Philadelphia, Boston and Ke«U| ups—delicious—Xew Orient a and lftucaradoMt(l lasses, Sugars of erbry variety. CONFECTIONARIES AND FEU Dates, 10 eta. per lb— Drones, IZlCcts. ptr Mil sins, 12VJ cts. pel lb—Figs, Citrons; <sarraots, DcjiOi es. Apples, Oranges and Lemons, Almonds, lUsal ready for use. Boots and Shoes cheaper than the cheapest Hardware ot almost every description—NsOiuO Cutlery, Green- River Batcher Knives—ths beS world—Pumps and Pump Chains and fixtures. Qneenswaro. Tobacco and Sugars. Hats and Caps. Fish Oil. . Flax-seed 00. - ' ■ Sweet Oil. Castor 00. Osod Cider Vinegar. Ooffoe Boasted. Coffee Green. Coffee Ground. The very bestCoffiseln town «t 12)2 cts pa k Call and see atJ. Lit JUST OPENED! THE MODEL IN Bj rp H E UNDERSIGNED WOG «i announce that-.they have removed to fid MODEL STORE, corner qy Annie and riipuntM aro now opening the largest and nicest Stock of Boots & Shoes, Carpets, NotiouM] Ever exhibited in this town. Having turned owH entirely, to the above named Goods, we win be *■] keep a better stock of the Goods mentioned ttss**j keep so many varieties; and as,we will not be on to sell Dry Qoods; st’a high profit tomsksvkj bn other goods, we hope to be, sWo to diipoa ■“1 prices that will astonish the natives. I FOR THE LADIES TFc have Prints, Delaines, Oi»f¥ Cashmere, and all-wool Plaidt; J beges, Coburgs, Alpacas, Frfd\ Merinos, Wool Delaines, S$ Foulards, Foil ' Deehevres, Satin Striped Poplins, Biaei gnd Fancy Silks, Shatekb] great variety.} also, Hosiers **l Gloves of all kinds, White &xA\ OCR STOCK OF OARPKIB is UrgeW"fli wool filling as fow as 57J< cents. Our Stock * TICS wc think cannot M beat in price; Persons (who wish to get the most fcrtfV will do well to give ns a ctdl and examine «d. prioeaand we hope to be aide to convince wjL. MODEL Is the place to buy nods. J.« J. October 28th fiSU-Obb, TT EAB QUARTERS FOJJ FI PRICES.—ThankM for past wouldreepeetftrtlybeir leer* to tofcnn toona and vicinity. thathe has Just re*** l " ■ his stock of ' FALL & WINTER GOOJ which he will sell at tetjr low prices lor eS» til past of i ‘ t* Delaines, Babes, Pen He (thenes, figured and striped Merinos, Wool . Plaids, English Merinos' black #*£ Silks, Shawls of every desertfti*! ings, Muslins, Flannels, tinetis, Ginghams, Chintz, J*r! . Gloves, Embroideries ; Collars, Setts, Bands, I**** ings. Edgings, info* every article of In dies Wear. Also—An excellent assortment of feW 1 * ware, ©lass-ware, Earthenware, 4c. BOOTS and SHOES ofallriMf, Ladles’ and Misses' Shoe* and The very best assortment ofQKOCtAU* at this establishment. . ... .bo*'Si Come one! come afi!! and examine th gUjJj Altoona, Oct. 14,1858 T IQUOHS.—A LABGB -^ i i of well selected LIQUORS b** ,yci * attbd “LOG AM HOUSE."; sold dt tho lowest cash prices, mao who wants has only to call. T?IGS, PATES, r and Currants In store and r .f y gilt# iPfcDr March %’5B-ly] .101 North S-BNBir I*EH£f^S< •sV kl'~~ .IS.-;- HiOEUM you 4. the A gtcCBCM A V aairtfi ditcoa *rt* E <1 m~m, mm Of l«*. u r s2me “ t** t ‘* Over three w«*ke to* each loaf ■i« Uaoe or lew, Smtquare, &:■ a column. Oes column, ▲dsDtnistrators and ltwriTir~*~ ~ wltb liberty to chi wrofoeatonal or Bus OHBinnnloationa o test will b« charge * Advertisement* no dmlred t ho conti ! Om above terms. • Bnslnos* notices fi\ Obituary notices oa tribun CHURC I PmtoyUrian, Hot. > «t Sabbath morning 11}* o'clock. SubhutL , Boom. Prayer ; ! ifcsgMuo room. I j£)toduf Kpitcojxit every Sabbath nu [tog, Sabbath School General Prayer 5 rday evening. Young 'evening. ’ teangelicai Lulhtri -tng nvory Sabbath mo S&e evening. Salih fltZe’clook, P. M. P ’Wednesday evening. I (MUed Brethren, Hi mn Sabbath morning JU o’clock. Sabbat I o'clock, A. U. I’raye -la same room. JPnteitant Spismpa ;Serrtca 2d aud 4th Sit A. MT»nd4S P. M, CUhotiz, Rov. Jons I o’clock In the moroiu t Aptist, B. 11. Fis [ moraiug at 10% o’clot [ School at 0 o’clock, A \% every Sabbath morhlt H«hgw4 Union School 1 ALTOON ■astern Way at VNtwn “ SSWS&u*. ■astern Through Hi WarternWay, thgc, U olHdaysborg Oflcaopen for tha 1 i t P. M., daring the i Sunday. sum i, ’67-tf] BAIL Train Rost a “ West u East • • West Matt “ East West . Ths HQLLTDAVaiii Train Bast and West. ; The BLAIRSVILI.; 1 tand 1 | tlevember 20,1868. •MEETING p- Mountain Lodge, A. tdsyef each month, in MttfnlaiTi JlncniHi’ii fcnrth Ttieeduy of c.t. ; •sole Temple, at 7 U o' . J/toond Lodge, I. O. (evening. In the second [tWtoek, p. M. ! Ritmda Lodge, I. 0. jdVSßlng.tn the third'st »t 7o’clock, I Tribe, No ■JW dvery Tnesilay eve Iwsonlo Temple. Con hreaUi. w. L ADAM Junior Son, of Amer ln the third . SKuhington Qimp, ■Or*? •venlnm in tli AUmna Divinon, y Off evening, in tho 2.1 NL9. 5 B, Galbraith, I tUchaniri't •W masts statedly on !7 Abril, July and Oct ®*lst Tuesday evenlu . • to 10 efolosk every n COUi ej Vi* Cburis. [ » muriates. J. Penn Jon [- Mntkatmtar'j —Joscp h hpi itfr and Deeorar ’ JiunoeFunV DUinct Attorney —Bn Chanty CommiuioncA lage, Enos M. Jones. Clerk to Cemmistionei Mercantile. Apprauer Owafy Surveyor—Jut IVcojurcr —John Lin; ! H. Morrow, ‘ _ fbor Book Directors M. B. Kiddie. " Odumer—William Ft q&ffintewient rtf Cg. AtTOOHA I . JMe u cf tlu. Putt*. yyw-is. m. Join? ..“M Cbuneil—Jame AlUlon, Peter Reed, Ne "/ CinmeU to tnunefl—-Jot "JWp* Trtaiurer —. Z)t?¥f/on—(loj "*on> 000. V. Spark., S«WjWD/&ftooU .y.Qfltcfrr-Jobii j p. Thor t”S^r John mcci il ®SP <<>r *-Ka*t W« « “ . North « wssajg AMBRoT' mela . & pi b*nart? »kort order, rS** » where »U new copied oa ro ln Jewel) pt*?g npotl the eieo < .futures takon as » P i , _ tnc °oaber 10,1868-el PURR WHI 1 ■Vs&ay*"
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