The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1859-06-29

a6' A little skiff shot to the Bay,
That round the promitory steep,
n Lets its deep line in graceful sw eep.
[LApY OF THE LAKE.
1t was with feelings by no means cnviabe,
that ONeal and Lieutenant Manton found
themselves heavily ironed, and thrown into the
uncomfortable hold Of the Vixen, where the
disagreeable smell Of the filthy bilge water al
most suffocated them. Their hearts almost
sank within them, as they watched from the
iron cased stern window, the recedlng shores,
and the smoke of their burning home curling
darkly upward. They would not help hoping
until they saw the rifemen wheel from the
wharf and march slowly back. Then their
spirits sank.
Soon these sights passed away from their
view, as the vessels rounded into the Susque-
hanna,a and sailed up its perling bosom;and then
other sights passed before their eyes. Anon
the charred and blackened ruins Of q once beau
tful and happy home, and the devasted fields
fitted along in dreadful panorama, and only
told that merciless foe had been there. A
feeling, desire for revenge the foul acts natu-
rally took possession OF their souls, actuated,
as they were, by pure and patriotic impulses,
and oh, how they hoped for freedom, that they
might strike another and more powerful blow
against the pratical marauders who now hold
them in durance vile. In silence they sat in
their gloomy quarters--companionso Of theirstill
more gloomy reflections. Georges thoughts
went ambling back to Havre de- Grace-they
rested with the maid he loved, while the many
incidents of the day rose one by one, and swift
ly Aittled through his mind--the last interview
his ride--the fatal attack--her escape; he
thought Of her presentiment--it had been
strangely verified; yet he was happy in the
thought that she had escaped. He had given
up all hopes ofrejoin bis ship.
.0'Eeal was more gloomy than his compan.
ion, he knew that Cockburn's power would now
fall upon his head with the utmost severity be.
cause Of his nativity. XXI aa, gr
e Men often, when SO me great calamity has
befallen them, find their greatest comfort ir
glooming over their misIortunes in silence, fol
4 like dangerit it dminishes with acquaintance; sc
"A with the two prisoners, and even the SHOCK
s. caused by the Vixen running aground on thu
B bar scarcely reused them. Their meals were
served regularly to them; and in silence, broker
81 only now and then by some casual remark, they
passed the weary time until the feet was a.
#gan anchored at the rendezvous.
Alta late hour the night following, George
perceived dim figure gliding wiselessly towart
that part Of the hold where they were lyint
chained; not knowing its object he asked
IA WHO'S there?" scanning the figure as close
flyas the obscurity Of the place would permit
as It approached.
\ "Hist, an shure it's me" returned the Ggurt
coming up. @
\ a'And who's me'' again injured George
slightly amused at the answer.
ABE jabers, nov, an who wud it be, lift WASH
i messlf, me own mither's son, Teddy Maho
ny. bad luck to the spalpeen that brought m'
\ here.1s s as Il a4as is s4s s.
"Why Teddy, is that you9 exclaimed botl
in d breath. tss s..F5 sSs n. u. n,
Exist wud yees both kapes silence, shur,
an II the ovid man shud And me here, he'd b,
afthsr havin' nleself kilt intircly."
"fBut, Teddy" er