Smyrna times., 1859-02-17
Exciting SEA SroaY OF THE REVOLUTION
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ATALE OF PRIvArEERING IN l776
CHAPTER w.
OR, THE
TERROR OF THE Asst,

When SeaWaif left the presence of fair Kate
Crsrle, he met her father, who accOmpa nice
hm town to his boat, in vain trying to find ou
vbat Kate had wanted him for.
Tae young captain sprung into his boat amid
,be murmured good wishes OF hundreds OF cill.
,.as who n al gathered there to see the prIVa-
,.,r O., 10 sea, and in Il few moments he was On
boari o, his vessel.
Win clear. bugle-like voice, which needed
no trumpet, the young commander shouted:
Z. Man the capsian bars, lads, aud run tie an.
ebor up with a will. Stand by the li5 and fly.
ias.ii5 halllards-iay the head yards aback!"
disorders wers obeyed readily; aud in few
,omerts. the second officer, who stood on The
t-seastle uOkias over the bows, cried:
"Sle's broken ground. sir -
"Trrg well, slr-Tun up the jIb and flying.
a and haul the sheets TO slarbOard-nan the
iss.gaani and top-sail sheets and halIiards )
Road with the cIpslan, men, and run the an
caor up 10 The bOws!'
mIment later, and the head-sais up. the
Vesrlug boW ofthe schooner proved her to be all
sFeish, aad then came the order:
-Saeet home. and hoist away top-sail and
To-, gallant saIls!
Tais was done; and as the fore eand-aft sails,
slready up, filled, the schooner began to gather
headway. TLen, as she fell off before the wind.
waleh was fair out OF the harbOr, her square
sails filled. and she shot ahead with increased
velocity. The crowd on shore looking wiIhde.
light upon the splendid vessel, and gladdened,
IOO at the thought of her errand, rent the air
with cheers; while Mr.. Cringle, taking upon
himself the part of gunner, fired an ImprOnplu
salute from a single gun, which was kept upon
the wharf 10 be used as a warning signal 1t the
British approached.
The "Tyranncde " replied to this by a SAL
uie ofseventeen guns-her whole compliment.
That's what call darned waste o pow
der!' said pinch faced, drIed-up anatomy OF
a man, whose thread-bare clothes, little eyes,
sad long. greedy talons of fingers. spoke the
miser cut aud out
cit isn't your powder, Moses Gelson," said
NJ. Cringle. rather sharply. elf 1t was, IL
wouldu't be likely to be 10 a vessel destined tc
tight for liberIy!"
.Tush-tu.h! What is this liberty to us
the war Is running trade, and soon We'll all
Be as poIr as rats!" said the mser, pettlshly.
"It lsa pity that such mean curses as you
rerent poor; you're too stingy to live! lfyou
only had your due. you'd get good ducking
10 a horse pond :" cried out Mr.. Crlngle, 8"
Angry and so loudly, that his words were heard
og the crOWu, dhu pTOOaOll louuu cChO III ehSii
hesris for they instantly shouted:
LETS duck the old miser-tO the goose pond
with the old Iory!"
And seizlng the terrified wretch, they drag
ged him rough y toward pond oi muddy water
scar the residence of the merchant, aud soor
woald htye put their intention into execution
had not Kate Cringle, who saw their actions
stepped out upon the balcony, and cried out, IL
4 clear, musical voice, which reached every
ear:
"Shame men-shGme to treat an old mat
50. lie Is weak and helpless; let him go, an'
saEe your strength for nobler purpose :
Her timely appeal and her beauty-for in he
excitement she really looked handsome-ha'
the desired effect; and the o.d miser was re
leased. much to his own gratlibation, and rathe
to the disgust and anger Of her father. wh'
would have been really glad to have seen oil
GelsOn get lesson-fOr he hated him heartily
net only for his lack Of patriotism, but for hi
miserly mea mess.
eli remember her-rll remember that girl
bless her!' muttered the old miser, as he hot
bled away from the crowd as fast as he could
not stopping until he reached his own residence
winch was also a kind of a store.hOuse, IN whIc
9 vast variety of all kinds of truck and tras
we're stowed-old junk, secoSAhand anchors
slils. cordsge, fishing tacklesEets, hurroon
and thousand other things.