The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1865-08-24
TILE LIGHTHOUSE ON THE SKEVE MHOIL
[From the Chambers Edinburg Journal

From the Chambers Edinburg Journal.
IN TWO oHAPTEPs.-CHAPTEP II.
The trap-door Of the store-closet was open
tilted up on end and in their eagerness to
examine their booty more closely, Black
Steve and companion had Ieaped into the
cavity, which, when only half filled with
stores-as was the case at present-was in
deed quite large enough to hold three or
four men. They had apparently opened the
bales of silks, and having satisfied them
selves as to its quality, were now, by the
obscure light of the lantern, engaged in
driving large ginlet into the keg of hol-
lands, as the readiest mode of getting at the
contents.
AS Nam Gurlock looked down upon this
scene, there flashed through her brain sud
den thought, which sent the blood coursing
to her heart, and turned for a moment or
two, both the place and persons before her
into picture as wild, blotted, and incohe-
rent as the dream of any lunatic She knelt,
with her hands pressed to her brow, for a
space ofseveral seconds, till the beating of
her heart was somewhat still; then holding
up cautlonary finger to jamie, she stole
noiselessly down the staircase into the low
er room, and glided forward like an omin-
Gus shadow, till her.hand rested on the trap
door, and peering her white face round the
edge of it, she saw that the two men were
still intent on their occupation, and that her
presence was unsupported. One after the
other the two iron hooks that held the door
in its upright position were silently removed
and at the same instant it fell forward into
its place with terrific crash, and shut in
%h,f INK, L,,lo
lock sprang forward as the door fell, and be-
fore either Black Steve or his friend could
recover from their establishment, had run
home the two large bolts with which the
trap, when down, was secured in its place.
Now for the boats! To run nimbly up the
staircase into the upper room; to wrap
Jamie in tue warm pea-jacket she had been
mending for his father; to lift him in her
arms, aud hasten down again, and 30 past
the trap-where the imprisoned men were
already making desperate efforts to break
QUITO the outer door, and then swiftly
down the outside ladder; and then skirtino
the base of the lighthouse along the rocks
at rapid pace towards the cove in which
the boats were ordinarily moored, still hold
ing the lad pressed tightly in her arms
was for Nam Gurlock the work of minute
She knew that she had not a moment to
lose; that the old wooden trap, seryiceable
enough, doubtless, for ordinary purposes,
would not long withstand the desperate
strength of Black Steve; and she must get
away from Skeve Mhoil before the two mer
broke loose, otherwise she had better have
remained as she was before. Down she
went, swiftly but cautiously, over the slip
perry juts Of rocks, looking neither to the
right hand nor to the left, but picking hel
way with care towards the little basin il
the rocks-before her life and liberty-be
hind her-but where were the boats
Once, twice, thrice she looked around; bu
the boats were no where to be seen. Tht
warm flush of hope that had begun to kin
die round her heart was rudely quenched
her very life seemed frozen out of her as sh
looked around for the third time, and saw
herself cut off from all means Of escape, ant
for one brief instant she felt as though sh
were, in spirit, a second person lookin,
down upon the bitter strait of poor woman
called Mann Gurlock, and seeing how help
less her case was, could afford to pity her
"Heaven help me, or l shall go mad !
murmured Nam to herself EE.i 49,
In agonized despair she stood for a mir
ute or two, utterly puzzled apd confounde
by her inability to account for the disaI
pearance of the boat. That Abel Rushto
was nowhere to be seen, caused her no Sd
prise, believing him to be murdered, an
thrown into the sea. Still, the boats coul
not have been taken away without hands
and gone they certainly were. she set j,
mic down for an instant, and then turne
and hurried up the rocks, and standing Q
the highest ledge, strained her eyes OF
over the dark waste of waters; after a lit