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CHAPTER L—Tbs Nocturhal Yisit.
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- [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
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IMNialhf I won'tofe J if the panto* wants
m trill have to eome up haw and sea
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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
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jut
sy
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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<
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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
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p. Thor
t”S^r John mcci
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wssajg
AMBRoT'
mela
. & pi
b*nart? »kort order,
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copied oa ro
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pt*?g npotl the eieo <
.futures takon as » P i
, _ tnc °oaber 10,1868-el
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