The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1859-06-22
CHAPTER Y.
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No mere its arches echo to the noise Of joy.--LARA


CHAPTER V.
No mere its arches echo to the noise of joy.-LARA
AIS we'll that ends wel.--SHAAEsPEAR.
Twilight again fell on Havre-de- Grace, with
its mist, its calmness, and its gloom The same
moon again shed its sweet flood of silver light
upon the village, now dismantled, pillaged and
blackened Quiet rcigned upon the scene. True
indeed, the spoer had departed, but he had
left desolation and destruction tomark his foot
prints. In that quarter next the landing where
the British had uninterrupted sway, the sight
was truly sickening; where once the trim white
cottages, on last eve reflected back the bright
moonlight, now the charred and blackened ruins
are seen. And it was alone owing to thefr fear
OF Johnson's men that the remainder OF the
town was saved, while the many broken win
dows and doors told that even the remainder
had not wholly escaped.
Captain johnson seeing Cockburns force
heading up the Susquhana, judged, and rightly
too, that that their destination was the maya
ter refreshing themselves and horses, the com
mand was given to remount and proceed back
to their former station. Soon the little COM
pany was on its way.
Sancho, after flying through the door with
the senseless form Of the maiden in his brawNy
arms, found himself in small room in the rear
Of the building, with no other outlet than the
door by which he had entered, and window
facing the garden. Hold ing his burden in one
arm while he rended the sash from its place
with the other, and springing through to the
ground; then rushing among the thick shrub
berry, he laid his charge in sequestered arbor,
and quietly awaited the issue, and until the
danger had passed Now she was sitting in the
parlor with her father, the bombardment, the
struggle, the prisoners, the desolaton around
them was the subject of conversation. .lg
80 they are both taken prisoners?" said
Fanny, while tear glistened in her dark blue
eye. 'And George too, and we cannot tell
what their fate may be- Lost his freedom, per-
haps his life, fighting that might escape. Q,
this war is terrible, and the hot tears chased
one another down her pale cheek.
"Cheer up, my dear child" said her father
soothingly, it is not so bad as you imagine,
can hardly think they will be executed. Ir
fact they cannot without violating all the rules
OF civilized warefare."
"But father, what do they care for civiliza
ton See the marks Of desolation and ruin al
around as, is that what men call civilized war
fare? cannot, cannot hope wish could,
and again the unhappy girls tears flowed fast
"True, true, my child, Cockburn's face il
more Ike gang Of pirates, than the soldiers
ola christian king; but fear more Cor O Neal
who was formerly British subject, and thC
British have been known during this war t.
hang a great many IIishmen who were caugh
with arms in their hands fighting against thei
former king I fear his fate will be no bette
than many OF his unfortunate countrvmen.-
No doubt George will be detained merely as
prisoner of war, to be exchanged, recaptured
; or kept until the close of the war as the cas-
; may be; have no serious fears for him. Blu
as for old John O'Neal, may say loved hin
as brother, and his gallant conduct to-day il
stemmng the storm until the arrival Of aid, ant
: thereby preserving us, has enhanced my esteem
cor him; and were not all crippled up in th
wars would head forlorn hope myself, an
attempt his rescue"
allow wish he could be saved but wha
can we do, ather?" asked Fanny looking u
through her tears
'More than you think. have been revolv
ing plan in my mind, that we might ransom
him. Itis for YOU to array yourself in humh
Ter attire, and taking a sum Of money with you
and Sancho as an escort, go aboard the Vixe
;, and endeavor to free him from an ignomi
:. nious death in that way"
"Why, father, what"
"Tut, remember you are the daughter Of
o soldier. You must go closely vciled, and mus
no case let the commander see your features, fc
h have reasons to fear trusting you in his pow
err if he should know who you are. And
Q you are successful, you might try to get Mar
Z ton off, also.''
"Why father, is George on board the vixer
teo2" -z zsc-.. p sza -l aa.-s.,.t
: ale certainly is, my dear" 4sa2
~ Then wA go!" No miserable modern fa'
s tidiOusness affected her noble soul, conscious
loving and being loved, and Of the purity cfht
6 motive, she looked away from the prying eye
% Of earth, and turned to Heaven for guide
Yea, like Constance OF old, she would risk ht
5, life for her lover Then strange light CLEAN
;e ed from her eyes OF azure as she spoke, and 81
l. leaned her head upon her lillied hand. Now hc
cheek grew little paler, while faint mark
,c determination wrcathed itself upon her lip