The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1868-07-14
WooDsFIELD, MONROE COUNTY, OHIO JULY IA 1865

asked the captain, as he stood holding on
to the main rigging to keep his feet.
eyes, sir" replied Robert, "it is Bally-
more Crag7'
"What is it there for?"
eft marks the entrance to little har-
Dor, sir, which lies in back Of it.'' z
"And can it be entered by vessel Of
this size?" asked the captain, as CLEAN
of hope shot through his face.
"Oh, yes, sir. A large ship can enter
there"
"And do you know the passageP
s'Yes, sir; 1 have spent my whole life
on this coast, and know every turn in
it," laea
"Coule you take the brig in there in
this storm7"
"Yes, sir" ie
'And will you do it?" eagerly asked
the captain.
"On two conditions
"Name them quickly"
"The first is, that you let me 60 in
peace; and the next that you trouble none
of the smugglers, should they happen to
be there"
81 PROMISE" said the captain. "And
now get about your work. But, mark
me, if you deceive'me, by st. George, I'll
shoot you on the moment"
The brig was soon put before the wind,
and Robert Kintock stationed himself on
the starboard fore yardarm, from whence
his orders were passed along to the helms
man. The bounding vessel soon came in
sight Of the ragged crags,. and the heart
Of every man leaped with fearful thrills
as they swept past a frowning rock which
almost grazed them as they passed. On
few the brig, thicker and more fearful
become the rocks, which raised their
heads on every side.
"Port," shouted the boy.
tsPort it is"
aSteadyAso."
''Steady it is is.
"Starboard-quick."
SAY, ay--starboard it is"
"Steady so"
"Steady it is"
At this moment the vessel swept on
past an oyerhanging cliff, and Just as q
vivid fash Of lightning shot through the
heavens and revealed all the horrors
around, loud shout was heard from the
pilot, and in moment all eyes were turn
ed upon him. He stood upon the extreme
end Of the yerd and held on by the lift.
In a moment more he crouched down
like tiger after his prey, and then with
one leap be reached the projecting rock.
hRevsngel Revenge?" was all the DOOM
ed men heard; and they were away in the
boiling surge beyond.
"Breakersl reefl'' screamed man
forward. @
"Starboatd=auickl'
But it was too late. Ere Che HELM Was
half up, low tremendous grating Of tie
briggs keel was felt, and the next instant
came crash which sounded high above
the foar Of the elements; and the heavy
mast went sweeping away to lsewafd, fol-
lowed in few moments by large masses
Of the ill-fated vessels wreck and cargo.
Shrek after shrek went up from those
doomed men. But they were in the grasp
Of power that knows no mercy. The
storm king took them for his own.
The next morning party Of wreckefs
came down from the rocks and moved
along the shore. It was strewed with
fragments Of the wreck, and here and
there we're scattered along the bruised and
mutllated bodies of the briggs crew.
Among that party was Robert Kintock,
and eagerly did he search among the
ghastly corpses, as though there was one
he would have found. At length he
stopped and stopped over the one upon
the shoulders Of which were two golden
epaulettes. It was the captain Of the
brig-the murderer of his father! The
boy placed his foot upon the prostrate
body, and while strange light beamed
from his eyes and a shudder passed over
his countenance, he muttered:
Father, you are fearfully revenged.n
The boy spoke truly. Fearful in con.
ception and fearful in consummation had
been that PILoT's REvENGE.