6 THE SADDEST THING. rhey asked me once, when life was jroung— Its tale untold, its songs unsung— And Hope still near. I laughed and said: "To know my cheeks must lose their red. And ev'ry shimmering, golden thread In this fair coronal, its glory shed. Be coiled and folded, snowy white— A sign of sorrow, loss and blight— This is the saddest thing!" rhey asked me again when partings came, And Death, triumphant, breathed the name Of one held dear. I wept and said: "To sit alone, here, with one's dead And list in vain their footsteps! This— To wait their coming, and forever miss Their voices. Surely life's sad. tale when told No other grief so deep can hold. This Is the saddest thing!" But now—l sit dry-eyed and cold. And wonder that a living form can hold A heart so dead. And if you ask: "What Is it now? Whet new, hard task Has left you hopeless?" Thus, to-night, ( answer, with a clearer sight: "The saddest thing—to sit alone And face, all tearless, Love outgrown— This is the saddest thing!" —Katherine B. Huston, In Dramatic Maga *ine. FUEE-L/VIVCEL By CHAUNCY C. HOTCHKISS [Copyright, 1897, by D. Appleton & Co. All rights reserved.] CHAPTER XVIII.—CONTINUED. As time went, we saying little or nothing betwixt us, I marked our follower's growth a* she drew on. Little by littleout came the details of her canvas, and, as I picked point after point, there dawned on me the almost certainty that our pursuer was none other than the Sprite, the last vessel of his inaj etty's flotilla I cared to meet. From the deck of the Ajax I had been informed of the Sprite's absence on patrol, and through the whole morning had held in my mind the dread of meeting her, only feeling safe from that particular craft since noon. Probably she had been sneaking un der easy sail along the Long Island coast, and had only fairly sighted ua after the westering sun had thrown a broad light on our canvas. Then with a keen nose for anything less than a three-decker, she had piled on her clothes the sooner to come by about what business a trader had to sail the king's sea without being under convoy. I dared not unfold my suspicions, but the girl, with the eye of a hawk and the in stinct of a woman, saved the necessity. Turning to me after a long and searchtng look at our pursuer, she said: "Capt. Thorndvke, that vessel looks like the one that took me from Philadelphia to New York. I hardly know why I think e scant of the first, though. 1 would to Heaven a sudden darkness like that which fell on Calvary would settle on us now! We might then take to the dingy astern and sneak for the Long Island shore." He hail hardly spoken when the mainsail flapped, and the wind, which had been rap idly growing lighter, almost went out. I east my eye on the following schooner, and B.IW with some satisfaction that she, too, had lost the breeze she had been carrying with her, for no longer did she heel to its pressure, and, I thought, no longer were lier sails bellying, but, like ours, hung in folds, only occasionally rounded by the dying puffs. By this she had drawn to within a couple of miles of us and was still coming on. Under our stern there was barely a wake (so slowly we moved), the froth from our bends and rudder having given place to an oily flatness filled with tiny eddies, through which the boat we still towed slow ly dragged its way. Now there was a yellow haze on all the horizon, that told of the v. aning day, but the sun's broad light still lay over the ocean, and it would be hours eie darkness could furnish us shelter. By then our fate would be known. CHAPTER XIX. THE CAPTURE OF THE SCHOONER. I wondered mightily that they had not fired at us, but the solution of the riddle came to me when I remembered that the Sprite had but one powerful gun forward, and hitherto she had not been in a position to use it on us without blowing away her cwn forward rigging. Her silence thus con finned my fears as to the identity of the ves sel, nor were we long in doubt as to the malevolence of her purpose. Still she glided toward us, wafted as is a feather over a smooth pond, while we rolled to the long reach of the surges without more way than would take us a fathom in a minute. For all the deadness of the Phantom, I still stuck to the wheel, that she might not round into the wind. Ames and his sister had gone below to reload the firearms and lay our ammunition, when, just as the last gasp of wind went out and the shivering tails set the reefing points beating the can vas with a musical ripple, the enemy slewed a couple of points to the south, and a ball of white smoke broke from her bow. Plain ly as day I marked the shot as it struck (lie water and in great leaps came skipping toward us. It passed us well astern, tor, with the fall of the wind, we had swung into the trough of the sea, and the Phantom was now parallel to her pusurer, the latter lying o!f our starboard quarter. There she might remain, and, using us as n target, sink us at her leisure, though I had little fear of this action on her part, as the British policy was ever to capture any thing that could be of use, only destroying that which they could not carry away. I watched the flight of the ball until the spouts sent aloft as it struck the sea became smaller and the missile sunk in the distance. It was a command to come into the wind and show our colors, and hoping (though wUhout reason) to defer to the last the fall of the bolt, I descended into the cabin and fumbled through the flag locker for the Union Jack. I had the ensign in my hand w hen the girl looked up from her work and quickly asked: "Are you to make a last stand under that? Nay, then, Donald," she said, with nn appeal in her voice, and for the first time giving me my first name alone, "unless you hope to blind them for good and all by the sight of that bunting, 'twere a weak tning to do. You say you will fight; then fight under your own colors. It will make • no difference in the end." And with this she bent to the locker, picked up the en sign of the colonies, and, holding it out, dragged from my hand the red flag of the enemy. It was a noble act, and worthy of the spirit which had been'equal to bearding Clinton in his own quarters. It pat into me the stimulus 1 needed. Without a word I turned and bounded up the companion, and in a moment the stars and stripes were hanging at the main peak, barely unfolded by the zephyr that was still playing aloft. It was a plain defiance, and met with a ready answer. The bunting had Keen aloft no longer than was necessary for those on tbe distant vessel to have made it out with a glass, when again came a spurt of smoke and another ball leaped toward us. It was a well-aimed shot, and, had the gun been trained a trifle more to the right, it would have ended matters on the instant. As it was, the ball dipped close to our stern and bjneath the trailing dingy. There was a swirl of spouting foam, a tearing crash, and the little boat leaped into the air amid a shower of splinters, spun over and over like a top, and then settled, keel upward, with a clean-cut hole yawning in her bottom. I could almost hear the shout of triumph that undoubtedly took place on the enemy's deck as the result of this piece of marks manship, but in the end, had they but i known it, they were whetting the tiger's teeth instead of pulling them. Hardly had the smoke thinned from the shot, when • from under the cloud I marked a boat put ' ting away. There was little need of a glass I to tell me it was filled with a boarding I Pi-rty, and that the drama was rapidly near i ing its close. With the few minutes left for : preparation we made haste to get what arms ; we had on deck, and, while yet the yellow • flash of the oars was distant, our arrange ments were completed. For defense we had two rifles, four pistols, three cutlasses and 3 mv rapier, though the latter and one of the t cutlasses, being of no use, were left in the i cabin. The lady was to take charge of the : ammunition and reload the firearms as i used, for, though her brother and myself [ both begged and commanded her to remain t below, she had for the first time drawn for ) herself her own line of action by simply shaking her head and following us to the deck. She was white as chalk as she stood t end watched the near approach of the boat, , but I will swear that her fear (if fear it was) s was not for herself. , Just before the enemy drew into rifle shot I went forward and opened the fore s castle slide, calling both prisoners to come Y up, for I had a mind that 1 might use them e to make a show of numbers on our deck, l But in return 1 received a volley of curses r only, and, as I had no time to try discipline, 1 shut and again fastened the hatch, rejoin e :ng the others aft. r Even at this stage I was possessed with the a forlorn hope that we might drive off the ap proacliing boat, and, if they were short t handed aboard (a condition not unlikely), y and failed to cripple us with their long gun, r something might happen in the way of wind from another quarter or the coming dark g ness ti> enable us to escape. The hope, how e ever, was not enough to give life to my !. spirits to make it worth the telling to my a companions. I had put my past behind aie, e j r.vver hoping to reap what I had sowed ard n I with set teeth awaited with little fear and d I less doubt for the result of the coming hour. I | Ames lay along the deck with his rifle c j over the counter; the girl sat in the coin s i panion door ready to reload the arms as they i- j were passed to her; and I, looking for the 1- I proper moment to open fire, stood in plain j tight above the taffrasL y j Slowly they came on until I could count • I ten IUCU acn officer, and as 1 MARKED U-« CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JANUARY 25, 1900 easy range I told Amen to let them have it. The crack of his rifle was yet in my ears as I saw the bowman pitch forward, his oar slipping from his hand into the sea. There was a slight commotion aboard, and the boat's progress ceased; but it was only to recover the lost oar, and then on they came again. Resting my gun over the rail, I calculated the roll of the schooner aad in my turn tired. This shot t»'d as well as the first. A man in the waist sprang to his feet, beat the air with his hands for an in stant, and then toppled over the side, hang ing harff in and half out of water, as limp as a bag of wet salt. At this there was more delay, and by the time they wer® again well under way both rifles had l»een re loaded, and as yet there had been no call for the services of Miss King. "Let them come nearer," said I, "and then give them both barrels at once, and after that the pistols." There was a grim determination in the way their oars flushed now, and as they came to within 200 feet we both, by this time under the shelter of the rail, fired on the count of three. Through the smoke that drifted on us I saw the officer sink back in his seat and the rowing cease, then there came a yell from the boat, and two muskets were discharged at us, but without effect. What fools they were to delay, for 1 had reloaded before the first motion had been made to continue the course! But to my amazement it was for only a moment they held on their way. As 1 fired again, apparently without hitting, 1 saw the boat's head slew about, and then they quickly hauled off and started to re turn to the distant schooner. It was so far a triumph. Out of ten men we had disabled and perhaps killed three at least, one being an officer. Why they had fled still numbering enough to have van quished us could only be accounted for by tl e supposition that they knew naught of our weakness, and feared the plain showing of our colors was but a sign of strength and fearlessness, if not a lure beckoning them to ruin. I had not dreamed of such an easy conquest, and for the while it was all I could do to restrain the extravagance of my feelings. I turned to Miss King. Her pallor had given way and left two bright spots of excitement which glowed on her cheeks and matched well the brijjiant sparkle of her eye. She was trembling with suppressed emotion, and as I held out my hand to her in unspoken congratulation, she took it, and, lifting to her lips my grimy fingers, rose without a word and hurried forward. The impulsive spirit of her brother showed itself in the cry hegaveas, with half a sob and half a laugh, he danced about the deck and then threw himself into my arms, breaking therefrom, shaking his fist at the retreating boat, and in mighty un-Quaker nood, though in Quaker style, damned the British high and low, afloat and ashore. "A curse on thee, thee white-livered, scarlet-backed cowards!" he shouted at the end. "To let two men and a girl drive thee! Oh, by the Lord God above me, the battle is not with the strong! Donald! Donald! mark thee well! I tell thee we will yet best them though they send the whole ship's company! We will rise from the depths! Thy hand and head have so far shown the way! Thee will yet prevail!" 1 was well aware that this exuberance was but the reaction following strain. I felt the "We both fired on the count of three." relief myself, but knew, despite the fact that we were so far safe, tlti- repulse would prove but a respite. The lump that had risen to my throat when 1 saw that the enemy was beaten off still held me speechless, but it passed presently, as did also the wildness of the youth, and ere long we were speculat ing as to the next probable move of the dis comfited redcoats. It was true that I had li-alized the first part of my secret hope of overcoming the boat, but, on scanning the horizon, there was no sign of a rescuing wind, though I thought the south held some promise of a later breeze. There was naught to do but stand at bay and await the issue. Nor did we await it for long. The sun was eliding rapidly to the edge of the sea, being but an hour high, its path lying in a line with the now thoroughly becalmed schooner off our quarter; its glare throwing a dazzling pathway betwixt the two vessels. It is u.ore than likely they scented thu ad vantage given them by their present posi tion, for not long after the return of the first expedition against us 1 saw three beats leave their side and proceed along the track of blinding glitter. To aim into this eye-watering brilliancy with any but a mere chance of hit*.log a mark was an impossibility, but, with the old determination to face the worst, Ames and I repaired to our posts, though the girl still lingered forward. As I saw the usclessness of protracted de fense, 1 let her bide away, knowing that at the bow she would be clear of flying bullets when the boats should come near enough to return our lire. How the attack was planned was at once apparent, for to cover the onset of the boarders the schooner again opened on us with its forward piece. In evident fear of striking their own men, they aban doned their former manner of ricocketting the bail across the water, and instead drove point blank at us. Although we lay a plain • target, and their schooner, like the Phan tom, was at rest, the first sli|pt Hew wide of us; the second passed somewhere aloft, yet so near that I heard the horrible humming of the ball, and the third— To this day they know not all they did, nor, for the matter of that, did I at the time. We had let the boats come near, that we might shoot with effect, and 1 had fired and was ,VlMint to pass the rifle to Gertrude, who in my excitement 1 fancied had by this time returned to the companion, when to my astonishment I saw she was not behind me. ! There was no time for protracted search, | lor, as I sprang from the cabin,, where I had ' gone to look for her, 1 heard her brother discharge two pistols in quick succession and paw a boat sweep under our counter. In an instant it had hooked onto our starboard 1 channels. With a round oath Ames seized the two remain ng pistols and poured their j contents into it with scarce a chance of j missing, while 1 rushed to his sid", and lifting the heavy batch cover from the cabin, 1 against which it had been leaning, hurled it ion to the heads of the packed mass beiow. ' Beyond the fact that no man boarded the •chooner at this point, what execution was made by the broad and bulky timl>er T new knew, for at that moment the third shot trom the schooner struck the foretopmast just above the hounds. In a thundering crash down came the spar with the square sail, the outer canvas, topmast, fore and back stays, blocks and upper running, gear in general, the broken mast smiting the with the sound of JHI explosion. The din of the shot and the tumbling wreck slewed me around as though I had been on a pivot, but it was only to see that all was lost. From beneath the foresail aoom I saw that the other boats had board ed us on the larboard bow. and already half a score of men were swarming over the side. Even then my thoughts went to the girl, but she was nowhere in sight. Body and brain work quickly in times of excitement, and thinking that possibly she hail fallen through the gaping* hatch and into the hold, though time was scant, I sprang for the opening and looked down, calling her by name. There came no answer, neither was her body in sight, the dull gray of the lead alone meeting my eye. Springing again to my feet, I drew my cutlass and retreated to the quarter deck where stood Ames with drawn steel, his back braced against the wheel and his breath coming anil going as though from violent exertion. " "l'is the final stand, my lad!" I ex claimed, as I ranged myself by his side and turned to face (for the last time, I thought) the enemy, who were now pouring aft. "Gertrude is gone! I could find her no where!" "I know it!" he panted. "The game's up, I marked her when she—" I lost the rest, for at that instant an offi cer whom I at once recognized came run ning up, followed by half a dozen marines. As he caught sight of me he halted, and, eyeing me with profound astonishment, sud denly broke out "Good God! 'tis Thorndyke! Touch not that man, on your lives!" lie shouted. "Here's game worth a whole watch! Sur render, ye rebel! Throw down your arms and surrender! Can t you see you are beaten? You doubly damned spy, the rope will have its own! By Saint George, but this is luck!" "Surrender to ye, Lieut. Belden?" I vociferated in turn. "By the Lord, no! Come and take me if ye can, but 'twill not be aiive. Your rope is not for me, nor will the colors aloft be struck while I stand on this deck! I have given over this world, and fear neither ye nor the pink shrimps at your back! Come, now, and clutch your luck!" If I was strong as two men before, I felt the strength of ten within me as I spoke. The swath I would have mowed through that press would have brought the bullet I invited, but there was no advance. True, the crowd showed a tendency to rush in as I thus defied them, and several muskets were leveled at us, but Belden nipped the act by waving his sword and threatening punishment to the first man who fired a gun or advanced without orders. It was plain that to him the prize was a tremendous one, nor would he have the glory of defeating me dimmed by my death, and to this ambition to take me alive and see me hanged was doubtless due my final safety. [TO BE CONTINUED.] KNEW THE MEANING. Wliat Emnnelpn tlon Meant to the Down-Truihlon IVimniitH on ItuMHlmi lOstutes. One evening our village priest found a middle-aged peasant. Anton Save llelT, reading a book of psalms. lie as reading a psalm of which each verse began with the word "Rejoice." "What are you reading?" he was asked. "Well, father, I will tell yon," was the reply. "Fourteen years ago the old prince came here. It was in the winter. I had juat returned home al most frozen. A snowstorm was raging. I had just begun impressing when we heard a knock at the window; it was •the elder, who wax shouting: 'Go to the prince; he wants you.' "We all—my wife and our children— were thunderstruck. I signed myself with the cross and Went; the snow storm was blinding me as I crossed the bridge. "Well, it ended all right. The old prince was taking his afternoon sleep, and when he woke up he asked me if I knew plastering work, and only told me: 'Come to-morrow to repair the plaster in that room.' So I went home, quite happy, and when. I came to that bridge. I found my wife standing there. She had stood there all the time, with the baby in lrer.arms,in the snowstorm, waiting for me. That was, father, un der the old piince. "And now the young prince came here the other day. I went to »ee him. and found him in the garden, at the tea table, in fhe shadow of the house; you, father, sat with him, and the elder of the canton, with his mayor's chain upon his breast. 'Will, you have tea. Savelieff?' he neks me; 'take u chair.' 'Peter Grngorieff'— he says that to the old one—'give us one more chair.' "And Peter Grigclieff—you know what a terror for ua he was when lit was the manager of the old prince— brought the chair, attd we all sat round the tea table, talking, and he poured out tea for all of u>. "Well, now, father, the evening is so beautiful, the balm comes from the prairies, and: I sit and read 'llejoice! Rejoice!'" This is what the abolition of serfdom meant for the peasants.—Prince Kra potkin, in Atlantic. \» linrnpr. Mrs. Thinner—Ernestine, my darl ing. do you expect Constant to-night? Ernestine—Of counre, mamma. Why ' do you inquire? Mrs. Chinner —If lie asks you to mar ry him, tell him to come and speak to ine. Ernestine—And If he doeisn't ask ine? Mrs. Chinner—Tell him I am coming to speak to him. —Brooklyn Life. The Tfctibk 1 . Knocker—l don't know why, but | Smith has an inbred hatred of mother •A pearl. Bocker—Why, didu't your wife ever tell you his wife's name is Pearl?-- Brooklyn Life. An A||ilioKy. "See here, Browne, did you tell Bin rows that I wouldn't run oil with arte, hot stove?" "Yes. 1 did. Bronsoa, but I'm willing to admit I was wrw?." —Harlem Idie W&Mkm. HILL SITE ORCHARDS. An IntrrratinK Subject Intfrt'^ttnglf nincDnard l»j n Sumaaful I<'rnl< Grower. The majority of old orchards in Illi nois were planted on hill sites and the rarieties were mostly sweet or very sour sorts, seedlings being about as numerous as budded or grafted stock. Of the named varieties of apples. Ham bo, Pippin, Bellflower, Milam and Tal man Sweet were perhaps the most com mon. As a rule these early orchards were planted for family use only and were given but little attention, being used for pasture for hogs, sheep and other stock. With such indifferent treatment very large crops of fruit were seldom produced, and the trees were not drained of their vitality. The big Minkler shown in the en- I 1 _ DITCH : " BENCHING HILLSIDE ORCHARDS. graving is growing upon a steep north hillside—slant fully half-pitch —in a hill orchard owned by Mr. J. H. Loy, in Effingham county. It is six feet in circumference, 35 years old and is es timated to have produced $l5O worth of apples. The orchard has a northern and southern slope, with a ridge wide enough for one row of trees. Original ly there were about 300 trees, consist ing of 15 or 20 sorts. The trees were planted 35 years ago and most of that time the orchard has been pastured. At this time not more than 50 trees re main, the majority of which are in rapid decadence. The 25 Hen Davis trees were the first to die, and the Jennetings and Minklers are the best preserved of those surviving. Nearly all the trees living in this old orchard are on the north hillside and they are best where the slant is steepest. So far as can be determined from a study of the old trees remaining in this orchard, decay and decline are traceable in nearly every instance to cutting out large limbs, splitting down at forks and in jury at. base from borers, sunscald or other causes unknown. It appears that trees which made a low or branching top and bore only moderate crops of fruit were longest-lived. Peach trees, mostly seedlings, were planted in this orchard, between the apple trees after the latter were in full bearing, but were short-lived and not very productive, which I think was rather owing to the fact that they were in sod than from MINKLER TREE 35 YEARS OLD. any other cause. It is worthy of note in the study of this orchard that the trees were longest-lived that were on the sides and at the base of the hill. My studies of this and many other old orchards on hill sites seem to war rant the following conclusions: That trees planted on hill sites will come into bearing earlier and will produce heavier crops of fruit than on level sites; that a north hillside is a better site than a south hillside; that an or chard on a hill site will be shorter lived than on a level site; that the longevity and fruit fulness of an orchard on a hill site would be greatly increased by sub-soiling and clean cultivation, as such orchards suffer greatly from lack of moisture; that only such varieties as are not given to overbearing should be planted on hill sites if longevity is de sired in the orchard; that a hill or or chard ought to be benched, which may be done by plowing at a right angle to the slope and breaking the soil on the lower side of the trees, as shown in our illustration. —A. 1). MeCallen, >n Ameri can Agriculturist. HORTICULTURAL HINTS. The best time to prune the oeach is early in the spring. 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