Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1866-04-12

signal from the little port here has been all
in vain But be comforted las I've al
ready told you, there's design in carrying
you to the island =
'Alas alas what a fate is mine =
may, nay-do not now give way, my
dear girl. All may yet be we'll and from
what you have told me of that brave sailor
whose nobleDess already love-I think he
will fnd some way to help US II have
been three weeks a prisoner and have not
yet despaired of rescue
'Of Ned Bowers assistance sighed Hell
en-, Il feel assured, if he is really safe, but
-but-there was another, too-over whose
head the deep sea rolls; he would have
done-have dared all for me !!
Helen lapsed into state of intense
grief, from which she was passing into Ill
uneasy slumber, when footsteps were heard
and Capt Kin Kaid unlocked the door and
entered, with an easy assurance saying:
MAY I hope that Miss Sinclair has felt
but little Inconvenience in the cabin of the
Gull? Helen made.no reply.
Il think, that as your host, and one who
takes great interest in your affairs, am en-
titled to the courtesy of reply
Il am your prisoner, sir
may, hardly! 1t is 1 that am prison
er to your beauty said Kin Kaid and
then with loud, harsh laugh, he added
mo, Helen Sinclair-no! l am not
prisoner to your beauty; although to those
who would be enamoured of soft, tender,
girlish charms, no doubt, you are very beau
tiful; but I have seen enough of the world
to look for more solid advantages than the
little trickeries and pastlmes of love tits
wealth that seek, and such wealth as shall
enable me to assume position among men,
that they shall look to and envy"
He strobe across the cabin twice, and
then be laid a folded paper before Helen,
and took from drawer pen and ink.
sThereP he said. Sign there your
uameP
Il will not =
sAre you mad, girl? Do you know that
have your cousin, Charles Sinclair, in my
power-a prisoner at my island-and that
I can crush him by word ?
Il do not know-but this l do know, that
l will sign no paper, this, nor auy other!
The brow of Kin Kaid grew dark, as he
picked up the paper.
very well,' be said. Then will brief.
ly sketch your fate You are now being
carried to lonely rock, in the midst of the
sea, of which / am sole master There
you will be confined in cavern, where you
will die of despair and starvation-where
the eye of man will not see you-where
mortal ears will not hear your cries and
shrieks A hundred years hence your
bleached bones may be found and specula-
ted upon !! Such will be your fate and you
will not foil me then, for will get this pa.
per and any others I may require, so signed
and Witnessed that l shall have all the
power l wish, and you will die, in your OBJ
stnacy, fearful death leave you to
your reflections =
Capt Kin Kaid made an affected bow,
and then be left the cabin, taking care to
double-lock the door behind him.
'He is playing part! said Miss Red,
mon. i feel assured, that he is only play
ing part
And I, too ! said Helen. lit is evident
in every tone and iu every word! will
be coustant-and may heaven grant me-
strength of mind and purpose to resist all
inducements that may be offered to me to
arm that man with power y
Heaven assuredly will not long permit
these wretches TO triumph all is not yet
lost =
sAlas sighed Helen, 'be who loved me
is lost-lost for ever
But you should not be quite sure of that ?
'Oh, yes-yes"
why are yon so sure 2
The ship was so utter wreck !! 1t was
so entirely lost, and the sea ragged over its
fragments If it had not been for one to
whom the widest waves were familiar
things, I, too, should now have been at
peace p
Don't don't talk so-don't feel so,'
said Miss Redmon, sobbingly, as she rest.
ed ber head upon Helen's shoulder
For some minutes they sat thus, and
then Helen felt the girls head growing
heavier, and in a few moments more the
regular and deep breathing sufficiently
showed that sleep had come over her at
last Then Helen, in q low, soft voice
breathed a prayer. 1t was one that she
had been taught in early childhood by her
mother, and there came with it the remem-
brsnce of little childish hymn that she
had sung by her mothers knee.
10 a soft, sweet voice Helen began to
sing the hymn, and as she did so, though
her face was wet with tears, each word
seemed to take away some portion of her
sadness until calm and holy joy, and
trust was at her heart.
TO BE CONCLUDED NEXT WEEK.
On MARRYING.-Some fellow who seems
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