6 THE GUEST. Down In the wild green wood My love In thoughtful n». >od W'ent wandering. Come, watch ye how the wood. Weary of solitude. Gives welcoming. Shade Bor her bright, young head. Sun-woven, is straightway spread; Bloom for her skirts to brush In passing, and' the plush Of red moss for her feet, And many a seetHed seat With violets overgrown: And myriad music, blown From many a hidden nook. Music of bird and brook, Of wind and whispering flower; While many a ferny bower, The sweet of the woodland, waltt To open its dewy gates For her blithe entering. Into my quiet heart With bright, unconscious art. My love came wandering. Come, watch yet how my heart. Weary of life apart. Gave welcoming. l>ove for her fair young head lt» shelter straightway spread. And Joy marked, cool and sweet, A pathway for her feet. Radiant—still—she came, All unconfessied, in name. Where no strange foot had crossed. Into the innermost Sweet citadel of mine, A visitant divine. Then I, her worshiper. In honor throned her. And Time and Care come not Unto the quiet spot Where we are tarrying. —Mildred McNeal, in N. O. Times-Demo crat. F"H CoiTrixa (Copyright. 1* H ">, by D. Appleton & Co. All rights reserved.] SYNOPSIS. Master Ardlck. Just reached his majority and thrown upon his own resources, after •tilting his case to one Houthwick, a ship master, is shipped as second mate on the Industry, bound for Havana. Mr. Tym, the supercargo, descries a sail. Tin- strange vjKsel gives chase, but Is disabled by the Industry's guns. In the fray one of the crew Is killed and Houthwick is seen to fail. The captain Is found to be dead, but the Industry is litttle damaged. Selllnger, rtrst mate takes charge and puts into Sid mouth to secure a new mate. Several days later, when well out, to sea, an English «a«rchantman is met, whose captain has a letter addressed to Jeremiah Hope, at Havana. The crew of the vessel tell •strange tales of the buccaneer Morgan, mtio is sailing under the king's comniis «lan to take Panama. One night a little later, the English vessel having proceeded or. her course, a bit of paper Is slipped Into Ardick's hand by one of the sailors. This is found to be a warning of a mutiny plot beaded by Pradey, the new mate. Ardick consults Mr. Tym. They resolve to secure lb< mate, but Pradey, eavesdropping in tfcs cabin, makes through the door and arouses the crew. Capt. Selllnger Joins Ardick and Tym. The crew break through «ite now barricaded door, but are forced to retire, having lost seven of their number. KJij-iitig themselves now too short-handed to manage the boat, Pradey decides to scut tle and desert the vessel, taking his men -off in the only available boat. The captain, aopercargo and second mate soon discover plight, but hastily constructing a raft E«< away Just before their vessel sinks. The next morning a Spaniard draws near them. The man in the rigging shouts: "If j-au orould board us, take to your oars. Be speedy, or you will fali short." On board they are sent forward with the crew, be ing told they will be sold as slaves on reach tag Panama. The ship's cook they find to btr Mac Ivrach, "true Clagvarloch," so a friend. Four days later the Spaniard is ■overhauled by a buccaneer flying the Eng lish flag. The three Englishmen and Mac ivrach plan to escape to the buccaneer on a rade raft. Sellinger, the last to attempt to leave the Spaniard, is disabled. Just after the others put off they see a figure dangling from the yard arm. whom they suppose is Capt. Sellinger. Hailing the buccaneer, our tfcrafr friends find themselves In the hands of their old mate, Pradey. He treats them kindly and offers to do them no harm If Itowy will but remain quiet concerning tK-a mutiny he headed. The Blaclt Eagle, Pra ■dey's ship, comes to Chagre, Cuba, which town tliey lind Morgan has taken under the Koglish flag. From her the Black Eagle with Morgan's fleet proceeds to Panama. *The command consists of about 3,200 men. Having landed, they march on, the city. Tbe assault on the city is begun. Many of tie buccaneers fall, and Ordick is wouneed. Through the smoke he sees Pradey ap proaching. Thecity at last falls. Ardick, coming to, finds Tym had rescued him from the murderous hand of Pradey by kilt ing the villain. The Spanish Hag has been hauled down from the caetle and the men allowed to pluncfer the city at will. Mac 3vraeh spies a tigure coming toward them, aed exclaims: "The galst o' the captain." It Is indeed Sellinger. He re-counts his' late •adventures, then he leads them to the rescue of Don Enrique dc CavodJilla, who had been kindi lo him on the I'ilanca, the. JSpanlsh vessel on which he had been a prisoner. Flight is the only course open to nbe dton, his wif« <inci daughter (Dona Car men.) They jus-i manage to leave the "building when Capt. Towland comes to claim the d,onai as his .prize, under the buc caneers' rule. Mr. Tym parleys lo gain time for the flight of his parley, then al low;? the men to enter. Seeking shortly to Join the don, they come upon his dead body. They also llnd his wife Ivas been slain an-d '.lie young dona tak< n prisoner to castle, and immediately conceive a bo'.J plan for her rescue.. They soon dis cover her exact whereabouts, and' amid tiie i arousals of the men, manage to again fret her and escape in a small boat. The third d'ay out a sail Is spied which they raise rapidly, their craft having little speed, but the wind soon Calls both vessels, and a small boat is put out from the stranger. CHAPTER XlX.—Continued. "We will hold on steadily and yet without tiring ourselves," said the captain. "The farther we can draw those fellows from the ship the bet ter, especially since the wind may by and by spring up." This was clearly wise, and we went onto carry out his plan, the boat astern of course continuing to gain. "We had best stop rowing." said Sel llnger finally, -in fact, lam a bit blown. Unship oars, Mac Ivrach, and prepare to put your breath to another purpose." "3t- is time we armed." said Mr. Tym, rising. "Ardick, you will have to ex plain the matter to the senorita, which is a harsh duty, but may not be avoid <•<!. She must be cautioned as to lying low when the bullets begin to fly." "It is almost worse than the lighting to tell her," I said, with a sigh, "but, as you say, it must lie done." I stepped along to the cuddy accord ingly, and in a tone which I made as commonplace as I could spoke her name. She instantly answered and parted the curtain. I pitied her so that I could not easily command my words, but after a mo ment managed to explain what had happened. She bore the news better than I had feared, though the color very quickly left her cheeks. "I will obey you, senor," she said, as I finished. "I know that you and your companions are brave and will beat oil those cruel men, if it be possible. You would have your weapons, and I will fetch them." With my surprise, for I had not thought her such a heroine—she brought the swords and pistols and handed them to me. I praised her spirit, and she faintly smiled, lifting her dark eyes for a moment to mine. I helped her from tlie berth, and as my companions were waiting, and this was no time for sentiment, turned back to them with the weapons. We fell to loading the pistols, and Dona Carmen, after a long look at the approaching boat, sat down quiet ly on one of the neighboring thwarts. It was idle to deny the desperate ness of our situation. A well-armed boat's crew to contend against, and we numbering only four, and of those but three well skilled in arms! To be sure, Mr. Tym was an astonishing lighter, and I understood the use of the sword better, perhaps, than any but two or three of Morgan's entire force, but yet this was only a circum scribed matter, and one quickly al tered by a well-aimed pistol shot. Yet two advantages we did have, though both were small compared with the fearful odds. This was, first, the bet ter target that the enemy must pre sent as he drew nigh, and, secondly, the freer play we should have for our swords when it came to the final melee. The buccaneers' boat drew on apace, and at last began to cut a clear shape, as she rose on the swells and we got the measured Hashes of her oars. It was now time that Dona Carmen should retire (for there was no telling how soon the opening bullet might fly), and I crossed over to her and told her so, she consenting, though with a long breath and a sad little clasping of her hands that seemed to be most pathetic. I said what 1 could to hearten her (God knows it was little, nnd that, with the best resolution I could muster, but hollowly spoken), and returned to my former place, my spirits lower, I think, than at any time since the buccaneer had hove in sight. There were st«ill a few last things to be done, such as to make a bunt of the sail, nnd run the boom up out of the way, and to lay the oars along forward, and these, with no more than a word or two, we did. By this time the coming boat was al most within pistol shot, and, bows-on though she was, we cotildi make out something of her size and the number of her crew. She seemed to be an or dinary ship's longboat, nigh as big as the> sloop, and by such a view as we got, when she fetched her downward tilt, contained not fewer t'han 14 or 15 men. Some of these were in armor, as we saw by a broad gleam here and there, but the greater number wore no defensive gear, though now and then there might be a simple headpiece or patch of breast harness. It continued to grow, and shortly I could resolve the figures of the inen, and could perceive a quicker play of light on their arms and harnesses, which I took to mean that they were making some s.t!ir of preparation. A bit nearer, and the fellows in the bow began to screw their heads about and look over their shoulders, and as the stern uptilted on a srwell I perceived one man rise and fetch a long stare at us. They were yet too far off and the boat too unsteady to be sure of faces, but I took this person to be Towland. I glanced at Mr. Tym, wondering whether he was.for giving some chal lenge or hail, but it. seemed not, or elso he would be waiting a little longer, for he made no sign. The man that I had taken to be Tow land now sat down, but with the strokes that immediately followed, the boat had drawn siome fathoms nearer, and with that, as it seemed of a sudden, t,lie different faces'on board came out. The man in the stern sheets was in deed Towland. and besides him I per ceived Capt. Blyte, Paul Cradde and several of the different gangs. There was now no time to lose if we would in any sort parley, for they were almost upon us. Indeed, I had already looked for some opening shot, which perhaps only a fear of harming Lady Carmen had deterred theiu from giv ing. Nevertheless Mr. Tym continued as before, each linnd holding a pistol, and his air unmoved. Of a sudden the bow of the approach ing boat began to swing. As the long side gradually opened up the oars were lifted and hung dripping, and the heavy craft forged sluggishly down upon our quarter. Towland bent for ward then, and in his harsh voice shouted: "Sloop ahoy!" Whereupon Mr. Tym rose quietly to his feet. "'Board the boat!" "Do you surrender?" "What will you do with us if we comply?" "We will carry you back, and Mor gan shall judge you." "And what," jiursued Mr. Tym, calm ly, "will you do with the lad'y?" Towland appeared to hesitate. "She shall not need to complain," he said at last. "If you will know, Capt. Blyte and I mean jointly to care for her." "A very pretty plan," rejoined Mr. Tym, and he almost smiled. "Never theless I fear it will not do. It may be the lady is something over particular." Towland stood likls a great iron statue for a moment, as though hard ly able to credit t his audacious a nswer. Then he turned and made a swiftsfgn. Instantly the fellows at. the oars let fall and gave way. CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 7, 1899. "Now!" cried Mr. Tym, whirling upon us. "Up and fire!" Promptly enough we responded. As Towland gave his sign we thrust forward our weapons, steadied them while one's pulse might give a single beat, and fired. "Down!" shouted Mr. Tym again. Wo all dropped, and no sooner so than five or six pistols banged in re sponse, and at least one ball buried it self with a spiteful chug in the boat. We scrambled up, drawing our swords and remaining pistols, and as the smoke lifted were able to see what we had done. Roth bow oarsmen were gone and in a little space amidships, piled up in a shining kind of bundle, was one of the fellows in armor. All passed, as it were, at a glimpse, for the smoke was hardly up and we ready in our places before the other fellows at the oars gave a few furious tugs, and their bow came churning up to our quarter. We stood fast with our last pistols, and as the oars rattled in and the boat's nose forged past, we fetched swiftly to bear and let go. Some one shouted, and I thought there was a crash, as though at least one fellow had gone down, but before the smoke had fully cleared their bow ground along our side and the boat's length of them balanced themselves for the spring aboard. From here I lose nigh nil but my own personal part of the business. I know that the nearest fellow came first to Mr. Tym. and received a swift under stroke that whipped the whole side of his neck open, and thereupon fell back ward, and I believe also that the next . man made a fierce but ill-judged thrust at the captain, but beyond this I have no clear thought of the general doing. CHAPTER XX. OF THE END OF OUR DESPERATE FIGHT. As for my own personal faring, the first that seemed to happen was that a red-faced man came suddenly before me, wnd that he clapped his foot on the gu»\).ile of his boat and made a fierce slash at me. I met the blow with a strong guard, and thereupon, very swiftly stooping, I gave a darting kind of thrust, upon which 1113- weapon was checked some where in him and he dropped out of sight. Then a blow—luckily not heavy —lighted on my headpiece, and the flash and smoke of a pistol shot half blinded me, and the next that comes clear is that I was struggling to free my arm from some one's grasp, and that I felt a hard knock on my breast piece, as though a sword or dagger point had struck there. I made a full recovery of my senses with that. It was the negro Gabriel who was gripping my sword arm, and he it was who had dealt me the blow (doubtlessaimed at another spot) that I had taken so luckily on my cuirass. No one else seemed to be striving with me, and Indeed the negro himself was between me and most of the others, he having forced me, it seemed, back to ward the rail. There was no time for aught but desperate action. My left s.ide was swung away, and in my left hand was still my dagger. I had not forgotten a certain trick, learned alongshore, and, without in the least struggling to free my arm, I set my feet suddenly, fetching us both to a standstill, and before he could in the least guess my purpose I let fly a low but powerful kick. I cannot say whether the shinbones of a negro are of the tenderness that is said, but I do know that Gabriel gave an agonized yell and instantly released my arm. His hand was already lifted, with his knife in it, but that business went with the pain, and he let go the weapon and ran ducking backward, cradling the leg in his locked fingers. I stayed not to give him time to recover. My sword now free, I made a quick dash and let go a vengeful thrust. The point took liim f«ir in the midst of his broad breast, and he gave a kind of bellow and thrashed instantly forward and to the deck. So quick and peculiar was his fall that I had no time to withdraw my blade, and it snapped short off close by the hilt. Considerably dis mayed, for it was a poor time to be disarmed, I let fall the useless hilt and jumped backward. I had scarce alighted when something gave a hard Lump and rolled to my feet, and-there upon uncurling—l can describe the motion no otherwise—l perceived it to be the maimed and bloody figure of Towland. He was no more than be fore me when there came a surge of tangled fighters, both Mr. Tym and the captain in the midst, and like a straw before their impact I was flung stag gering back, whereupon, bringing up at the rail, I could not, despite a des perate scramble, save myself, and went over backward into the water! Notwithstanding the headlong man ner of my falling and my heavy cui rass, I came pretty quickly to the stir face. I was too good a swimmer to be easily put about by such a mishap, and therefore swallowed 110 water except at first, and made the strokes that re turned me to the surface with meas urable composure. The sloop had al ready drifted three or four fathoms away, and I could therefore get the range of her deck, which I did in a kind of desperation, little doubting that I should behold the worst. To my passing great amazement, while Sellinger and Mac Ivraeh had disappeared, Mr. Tym still maintained the struggle. He had fought his way to the forward deck, and, brought to bay there, was steadily holding off the whole crowding pack! Yet a moment of this, for of course it could not last. Paul Cradde and Blyte made a furious rush. Blyte went down under a lightning-like thrust, but C'radde seized Mr. Tym round the waist and. flung him heavily to the deck. The other wretches gave a yell and began to swarm up, and with that —forget- ting even my own desperate ease—l cried out and closed my eyek. I opened them again, when there was 1 a great shout, followed by a hard bang ing of steel, and on staring that way I saw the uprisen and bloody figure of Capt. Sellinger, his sword in his hand, and three of tlie> buccaneers in full re treat before him. I looked hastily to see what had become of Mr. Tym, but to my surprise lie was still lying where Cradde had flung him, Cradde himself being nowhere to be seen. It was all barely before my eyes when the three buccaneers, as though re-covered from their panic, and ashamed of flying be fore one man, fetched to a halt, and with a few heavy cuts and thrusts forced the captain to a stand. I tried to rally my wits, for it was surely time I was taking my part in this business, and, with a few paddlingstrokes, striv ing to come to the strength and natu ralness of my limbs, I let out toward the sloop, I had little fear of being shot at by the three buccaneers, even if they noticed me, for, as they were using only their swords against the captain, it was clear they had no load ed firearms, and, besides, the volleys of the entire company had all along been light, as though none but the leaders had been provided with pistols. This, indeed, I had alrt-ady guessed the cause of, Towland and Blyte fearing for the safety of Dona Carmen. I pushed on boldly, then, only fear ing lest the captain should not hold out, and gradually drew toward the dipping stern of the sloop. She had drifted some little distance away in the time that I had been in the water, and, with my heavy armor and wet 'clothing, I could make but slow prog ress, so that it was some seconds be fore I was finally close. In that time the captain saw me, as did the bucca neers, and while the former gave a joy ous shout and waved his sword, the three men swore and looked irreso lutely at one another. "Fling me the slack of the sheet," I called out, as I came under the stern. I perceived there was no time to waste. Here was a moment of anxiety, for now the sight of the-deck was entirely cut off, but after an instant the end of the sheet came snaking over and dropped by my side. I caught it eager ly and gave a strong pull, which showed that it was fast, and began to draw myself up. Now. indeed, T was hard put to it, for not only was lon the rack mentally, but the physical strain of lifting my wet and armored body from the water was almost more than my weakened muscles would stand. Once I was on the verge of slipping back, but, with a desperate and almost savage struggle, I thrashed my leg around the line and got a turn which stayed me. Again up I crawled, and at last I could reach an arm over the rail. Now I thought I heard a step along the deck, and quick ly following this there was a loud splash, and with that the boat leaped and rocked. I hung fast and stared anxiously up, r nd thereupon, to my in finite relief, Capt. Sellinger looked down upon me. ITO BR CONTINUED.] Criminal llrlc-ii-Hrno In I'arln. Relics of great crimes in Paris are not placed in a government museum, nor are they retained within the arch ives of the prefecture de police; they are exhibited for a tew days and are then knocked down to thehighest bid der. Many Parisians, and foreigners, too, residing in Paris, have large collec tions of this brie-a-forac de crime. The government shop in the Rue de Ecoles, where the grewsome objects- are ex posed for sale occasionally, has a cu rious lot or two to offer any would-be purchaser. Up to the present, how ever, pieces of human anatomy have not figured in the catalogue, but there was recently offered for sale a gentle man's ear in an excellent state of pres. ervation, as the auctioneer remarked, owing to its having been kept in spirits of wine. The ear belonged to one named M. Deloyer, and was bitten off by an adversary in the course of a street row. Deloyer recovered from the effects of the injury. The article was finally knocked down for five francs. A heavily muffled man in the audience was supposed to have been the original possessor of the ear. lie continually managed to raise the bid at a doubtful moment, but he was not able to buy in the article, which finally went to a M. Lafage.—Chicago Inter Ocean. An Aristocrat. Broncho Bill—Since Pistol Pete dug up that tree the boys hung his father en and planted it in his.front yard he's gi>t awful proud. Tenderfoot—Proud? What is there about thiat to make him proud? Broncho Bill—Why, he's now the only man in town with an authentic family Iree.—N. Y. Journal. Well Kquippod. "Papa," said the beautiful girl. "George and I are two souls with but a single thought." "Oh, well, don't let that discourage you," replied her father, kindly. "That's one more than your mother and I lir.d when we were married." — Brooklyn Life. Not fin Iill«» Itnnst After All. Hewitt —Gruet said when he went to New York to study art that he would be heard from some day, but he hasn't been heard from. J«wett—Oh, yes, he has; his father hears from him two or three times a month —every time he gets "broke."— N. Y. Journal. force of Halilt. Kitty (musinj''.jf)—Why does a man always tell a giri she is the only one he ever loved, I wonder? Jack (absently)— Force of habit, probably. —Town Topics. Plenty of I.eUnre, "My grandparents married in haste." "And did they repent at leisure?" "Oh, yes, both lived to be over 90." N. Y. Truth. CHARLES M. SHELDON. Known Worlil Oifr ■ • llir "Stopy- Rpctcher," and Ilr vfrod by Thoumnda. From a deslie to preach every-day Christianity in an entertaining form., Rev. Charles M. Sheldon, of tlie Cen tral Congregational church at Topeka, Kan., wrote the story, "In His Steps; or, What Would Jesus DoV" each chap ter being used by the author as a Sun day-evening sermon. In 1891 Kev. Mr. Sheldon wrote his first sermon story, entitled "Richard Bruce." Since then he has written 11 other serial sermons, which have all been published in book form, and"ln His Steps" is said to have had the largest sale of any story ever printed, having reached a sale of over 3,000,000 copies. This book has been REV. CHARLES M. SHELDON. (Known as the Story-Telling Preacher oJ Topeka. Kan.) translated into German, Swedish, Nor wegian, French, Spanish, Armenian, Russian and even dialects of western Africa. It was not copyrighted in Eng land, and over 20 English publishing houses have issued editions of the book. The success of this book and the pub licity he has received by being the au thor are almost embarrassing to Rev. Mr. Sheldon, who is by nature a modest man who avoids notoriety. lie refuses to talk for publication, or to enter the paid lecture field. He has refused flat tering offers to lecture at home and abroad under the management of lec ture bureaus, but accepts offers to lec ture, without remuneration, before the Christian Endeavor and Chautauqua societies. Rev. Mr. Sheldon, says Les lie's Weekly, is about 41 years of age, and was born in Wellsville, X. Y. At an early age his father, also a minister and former missionary among the In dians of the northwest, removed to a farm in Dakota, and his son received his early education there. Rev. Mr. Sheldon was graduated from Phillips academy, Brown university, and An dover Theological seminary. In 1836 he spent a season in England studying the poorer classes, and returned to take charge of a church in Waterburv, Vt., where he remained a year before going to Topeka. Although he is a retiring man lie is ever ready and willing to lend his voice in advancing his ideas. He is a firm believer in municipal own ership of public utilities, and while he will take no hand in party politics he speaks during local campaigns upon this subject alone. THE AMERICA CUR Trophy f«»r Which «lie Columbia and the Shnmrock \\ ill llaco on or About October 15. It is just 43 years since the trophy for which Columbia and Shamrock will race came into possession of American yachtsmen. During all of that time the United States has proved its superiority in the building and sailing of yachts. The Royal Yacht club of Great Britain, THK AMERICA CUP. (Trophy for Which the Columbia and Sham rock Will Race.) secure in its belief that it would never pass from liritish hands, put the cup up as a prize to lie competed for by all nations in ISSI. It was a splendid piece of audacity for .lolin C. Stevens, of New York, at a time when American yachts could almost be counted on one's fingers, to take his schooner America across the Atlantic and enter it against tlie crack English boats. America won. although it took it from 9:55 a. 111. to B:.'is p. m.to sail about CO miles, its lead ing apponent being 20 minutes behind it. The cup which it brought back was pi veil to the New York Yacht club, and since then has been a challenge trophy. Ten times the liritish lwve grossed the Atlantic and competed for it, and each time their representative has been beaten. 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