The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1840-12-16


him 10 the very preeipee from which he him
sell had been hurled. Mercy" shouted
Gengylr; with giant grasp Ronald held
him above the waves. 4 loud shout rose from
the pirate crew. MS. from the deck Of their vessel
they beheld the figure Of their commander thus
triumphant, although TO them was the eau
unknown. Sense forsook G!epsyle: he hung
lfeless as corpse in the clutch Of Ronald
Revsage WAS gratihed hnnbled and helpless
he had his enemy at his mercy, and mercy pre-
vailed. lie threw the senscless chieftaiu on
the ground, windcd his bugle for his comrades.
and in an appcased yet moody spirit Of revenge,
sought, again, his bark Of blood and battle.
CHATTER III.
WHITTIER, oh whittier wilt thou roam
Like a sea bird seeking an ocean home"
When he reached the deck Of his vessel, his
gallant crew ,hronged around him, anxions TO
know the cause of the scene they had recently
beheld. He spoke not, but walked modify TO
and fro. Thr sun now high in the heav.
ems. and a brisk breeze came sweeping along
curling the face OF the ocean. in an instant
"
ed aloud, Heave the anchor and set all sail.
With the speed Of III ish,cnus were his orders o.
beyed and like thing Of light and happiness
she bounded across the water On her bow
stood Ronald, gazing 10 the south, rs il in ex-
pectaion Of some object which should strike
upon his eye. With none held he converse,
and seldom and few were his orders. Just rs
the god Of day was descending in his car of
glory, the solitary and storm beaten abbey Of
lnnisiail rose upon tho sight. For the frs.
lime did he move from his position, and with
hurried steps hastensd below. In an instant he
again returned. relieved Of bis weapons OF war.
fare, and with smile Of JOY bcaming on his
face. The vessel had now ncared the shore.
! At the command Of Ronald, was the anchor Civ.
Gu TO the deep, and accompanied by two Of his
crew, his iavoric Spaniards, Spalairo and Hen
riquez, landed on the holy Island. AZ once he
directed his steps TO the abbey. The vesper
hymn was swee,ly rising on the wings Of tho
evening. The grey twilight, was drawing her
veil across the face Of the waters. and the dash
lug waves rose in mournful murmurs on the ear.
Slowly and alone he approached the building
one solitary taper from a little easement. min
sled its melancholy beam with the recedng day
and coming nighr, like The fading eye OF de.
po,hood,. ... .-o.-. ,.:.
nns'ained with crime, he placed his hand upon
his bosom, and bowed in devotion at the hal
lowed shrine. Tears gushsd into his eyes, and
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!. What has bcfalleu thcc-wbat sils thee, son !
What have uttered, that thou shoulds be sick
a, souIr
Nothing, nothing. my good man. replied
Ronald. .A..udden faintness came over me.
Is she we'll, Does she ever think Of me p
Speak, conjure thce.
.of thee. my son, Wko, wba, ar, thou
that thus shouldst ask such questions respecting
the Lady Edith!' inquired the old man. su.-
prised at his singular and almost frantic man
ner
am'--hc was abou, to reveal himself bu,
= moments reflection caused him 10 refrain.
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