Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1866-04-05
CHAPTER VI.
HELEN s1NCLAIR-THE GULL-A sTRANGl
SAIL


HELEN s1NcLAIR-rHE aULL-A STRANGE
SAIL
Confused, and yet with a half sort o.
consciousness, that made her generally cogn
liant of what was going Oh, Helen Sinclair
felt that she was being carried in the chair
which had descended with her, through the
floor of Capt. Kin Kaid's breakfast room
down some steps. That these steps were
rough and uneven, she was aware, for there
was jolting sensation, which could, in nc
other way, be readily accounted for.
1t was in vain that she tried to cry out
She would have given the world to have
been able to scream, but confused cloud
seemed to rest upon her senses, and her
utmost powers of articulation only produced
low means. A heavy, leaden.like pain was
over her eyes, and she would have wished
to clasp her brow in her hands, but was not
able to do so. When she tried TO raise
them they felt like heavy weights, which
we're beyond all ordinary strength to move.
And then, by the cool fresh air which
blew upon her face, and the saline taste up
on her lips, she knew that she was close by
the sea.
This comatose state of Helen Sinclair
was passing off though, for soon she began
to hear words, forming parts of sentences,
which were uttered around her; and al
though at first, these words appeared tc
come from people speaking far away, they
rapidly, as the narcotic which had been
given to her began to loseits subtle power,
became louder. Finally, she was certain
that she heard the voice of her late host
say, sharply, "The slings !! Now easy
there That will do-the main cabin, al
once!
'Ay, ay, sir ? growled voice.
Then she again heard the voice of Kin
Kaid
sYes-go to her, and look to it, that you
do your duty, in accordance with my wish.
es You know that your life blood will be
split on the waves, with as little care as ]
would slaughter dog; if you, for mo
ment, waver in what you have undertaken =
IF l am Suspected said voice, 'the
better way is to put me on shore again, and
l will return to the Hail.
That voice was feminine in its character,
and was, in the memory of Helen, dreamy
sort of idea that she had heard it before,
and that it was associated with friendly ad
monitons or promises. 1t brought comfort
in its tones.
Then she strove to open her eyes, and
the heavy weight that had appeared to weigh
down ber eyelids, was not near so dense and
hopeless to overcome, as it had been. She
was just able to see glimmer of light
Then the chair was bumped against the wall
of what, she at first thought, was narrow
passage, but from the peculiar motion of it,
she quickly concluded thatit was being car
ried down some stairs.
There you are = said the gruf voice.
sNow, you can go!' said the feminine
voice,
Il have warned you ? said the uumistak-
able tones of Capt. Kin Kaid, i have
warned you, Miss Redmou Be careful
that you do your duty. That is sufficient :
Don't trust me, if you think otherwise 7
There was no reply to this, but Helen
heard the closing of door, and'theu sharp
clicking sound, as if lock was being made
fast.
Hardly had Helen a moments time now,
to try to arrange her ideas and test the a.
mount of strength that remained to her,
when the most puugent and positively pain
ful essence that she had ever inhaled, came
over her senses, and the female voice said,
in low, earnest tones:
Don't cry out 1t will recover you !
I'm Miss Redmon-it's all right-Im a
FREUD! You will be better soon
The effect of the stimulaut was quick
enough I he sensation of weight over her
forehead gave way, and Helen was at once
able to open her eyes.
You are better, now?
oh, much-much
Speak low-in whisper, only
sYes-yes where am z
'On board the Gull?
What is thatT
We'll, it isl hardly know what name
but it is a pirate, and smuggIer, and
wreck seeker!"
sWreck seeker ?
Yes. will explain all that to you by
and by, but you ought to lie down now and
try and recover yourself! You won't be a
bit the worse !
sBut am l in danger? Oh, tell me what
docs it all mean? Why am thus made
q prisoner and taken out to sea-that sea
from which have so recently escaped?
i cannot tell you all, for do not know
oil, but if you will rest for little while l
will tell you what 1 do know.'
'Yes-yesl-and yet one question! He
who saved me from the wreck-that brave
and gallant sailor--where is he? Oh, tell
me of him y
He has escapedp
sThank heaven !--are you sure2'
quite sure! aided him-I hid him
They did not find him and it was almost q
miracle that they did not; shall always
think the hand of heaven was in it. All !
Helen had let he, head rest upon the
hack of the chair and was In q deem sleep.