The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1864-02-17

and creaked, the rigging grated aaa strain
ed, and every crack and seau Ssped be-
Meath the fearful strain. The wind howl
ed and roared, and the mad sea surged
and boiled, until the whole scene appear
ed but the result Of furious war Of the
frantic elements.
At midnight Captain Thornhill began
to be frightened. The wind was not only
unabated but the rain had begun to drive
down, md the night was as black as one
solid mass Of ink.
Woaler, he said, as he drew his oiled
jacket up over his face to protect it FROM
the driving raiu, can YOU not hear the
roar of the breakers?
have thought [ heard them for some
tims, returned the Lieutenant, holding
hrmly by the life line to prevent being
washed away by the breaking seas.
And yet We can do nothing, the cap
tain resumed, being obliged to cry GU.
with all his strength TO make his voice
sound above the roar Of the eiemeuts.--
To veer an atorl would De sure destruction.
But we cannst live SO much longer. Ev
cry rope and stick is strained now to its
utmost. Oh, if we had room to run Off
before It.
But, alas, we haven't, was Wooler's re-
sponse.
lsl the brig lived throug thu night, aud
when morning dawnsd, the wind seemsd
u Increase raIher than dilu!uish. IL was
inear Che auLunlnal equinox, and there vas
Ie,eyy prospect th.t tue storm woIid be a
loat oAe The ram still lei ~ torrents,
II II Al.
dark Tnurunii had no idea of nts mere
abouts, for how far the brig had been div
Ell by tae fury OF the Vi zht, he could not
tell; yet he supposed he must be some
where hear the chops Of the Sound OF
Null
1t was few minutes past six when the
captan was startled by loud cry for
ward, aud OF working his way thither he
found that the fore enaSt was spruus just
above the pikerack. He had hardly dis
covered TIL. danger, whsn uuother shout
from the poop called him aft, and hurry
ing back again, sight met his gaze that
made his hsart leap vita horror. Direc-
tly under the lerquarter, and not over a
quarter OF a milo distant was bold, rocky
coast, over which tie sea was dashing
! fcarfplyl nd all a1ong, too, to the
northwArd, the sania horrid scene exten-
ded.
liood God cried Wooler, at this mo
meat pointing over thu westher bow, there
are rocks there! See see: We are sur.
rounded
The men were called, but no one o.
| them knew th@ s.loles.
Bring up Donald Kenmore, cried
/ Wooler, Ia, We Will, answered the cap
aa Aal the AlIsS,ee WAS sent for.
! The Old man CAME Oh dee&-he had
/ been carried bclos when The storm reach
;! its tury-5ut he eJdld aot tell where
the brig WAS.
/ But, he added, my child has been pi
! lot in these vattrs iJr over folr years
/ and there's not rock nor shoal II til,
SOUND Of Mul she don't knSH.
Ha, Donald ksnmore, DO you speak
truly nov =? .s
do. Untii within won'h she ha,
been with hcr brother, anu mas ai,nos
lived am ,rg the rocks o. the Sound.
Flora Kenmore WAS sent for at once
She came ap, llld t-k.n1 her station nea
the wheel, whore she held on upon ont
OF the llie-incs ior sup port, abe gaze,
carefully arounl it was trrly te'r.iC
scene. On al! h.ads now. save or th'
weather quarter slone, the huge breaker
were p ei and stretched along. No
mu4cle of the na;d.As body qpivered
nor did her cheek bianch; but boldly sh
stoa ID there, and her ,,ass was c~,n sn'
assured
Lady, spoke the captain, whose fright
ened look Was in strange contrast with tn
rex pressiou that res,ed upon Flora Ken
Im0re iair ieauturss, 40 yoa kuow wher
you are?
4 do, sir-exactly +! was tho sure reply
Ha, can the brig be saved ?
Av, sir la less taan two hours thu
= brig c4lI DC iua into Al harbor where TIN
storm would be but a summer shower.
Aud can you DO it f..r
! III try.
\ By heavens! then do it Do it, ant
any sun vou ma ne shall be yours
Holl. said the noble girl. want no
your gold: bat you have something which
l. yoa will giveit back to me, shall secur'
your salvation.
What?
IMy Either Give ME my father. ant
you Shall be saved.
But he is State prisoner l have M
right to give HIM up
But you have the power, sir. You tool
him, and you can give him up.
But Consider, my girl. Your own lR
is at stake. II we go you must go will
! us.
! | know it. sir, and I am prepared fo
it. What's my life worth To NE ii m.
father p.ust be-. but you may depen,
unon this: can save you. Give me bach
rniy father--swear to me that we may botl
Ipo away free and unmolested when your
ia,chors arc safely down, and you shall b'
saved. If you will not do this, then your
hours are numbered. | know where yot
are. and without the aid of one who know:
these rocks, this vessel cannot ride ont
hour longer ! .
Give him up, cried Wooler, whose face
was pale as death, BE sure you won
bend her an atom.
The captain dared Hesitate no longer
The rest oi the o.i>cfs seconded Wooler
request and he gave in.
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