Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1868-01-24

Hewas moving toward the house all the
time. Grace clinging to bis arm. and press.
ing it fondly. - his last words ended in .
gr0an.
By this time The panic had begun to sub
side. Ainise. having first been told that
Mistress Grace. and then. as she rushed
out Of the court. had met another maid
hysterically shrieking that the old lady was
running about demcnted, had thereupon
turned on sudden impulse, to take the
care of the helpless one. whom she found
in the hall trembling. hut grooming over
her old murmur, Where, where was her
baby. Mark?'
Anise had gently taken her hand to
sootle, and. if possible. lead her away,
when the wonderful sight came before her
eyes. Of Grace, rosy. fearful. yet ineffably
happy. on the arm Of--of- Dark brown
ed. black bearded as he was. Amise had nO
doubt and no dread; hut turning crimson,
she stood fast-rOOted to the spot. She,
whom he had loathed and fled, how could
she speak the welcome to his home?
He seemed to look for none from her
Only he stepped towards her. grasped heI
hand in both his, and said. Fear nothing
from me, Amise Colyton. Thcse year,
have taught me how much better ehoics
you made than Of me +! II God give us til.
victory in the coming strife. he shall b.
with you, aud IL will trouble you NJ
more.
huru; n ~ l,;,. ,vo. nm v,;soss hnu1
Mark was gone! His appearance woul'
have seemed q mere phantom. but that il
Anise's band was laid one gold ring frOu
a much larger finger. and from her owl
was gone her own betrothal ring,
Amise wept in agony that evening an
Grace's deadly Wilderness might be due
the perils in which she knew her brother t
be engaged.
CHAPTER
/ WHICH!
She is yours. said Mark, rs climbing u
the side Of the ship he laid his hsn o
st 'ffOrd's shoulder.
How began Stafford. eagerly wiring
ing his hand.
How! me 10 hows, hastily answers
Mark. How! Why my father is dead
my mother is doting. my loves faithless
IL not that hoV enough for you? Yol
will see it all soon enough, without mad
dening me with pity.
Mark
But Mark had moved out Of the reach o
a confidential murmur into the midst of tt,
sailors, and merely replied by touching BIZ
hat and standing ready for orders. Stat
ford knew his mood, and though burning
with gratitute and pity burst not break il
on it. Indeed. it was night Of little tall
or reposc. All sail was crowded on. and
Santa Clara was hastened in the track o.
the Armada, whose mighty cresent-formed
squadrOns had swept on up the Channc'
The prisoners had all been set ashore OH
one vi the many islcts Of the still vexed
Bermoothes. where there was no danger oil
their not subsisting until some Spanish ship
should pick them up. Only Adrain Vau-
kirke had been retained, since from the
murmurs Of the crew it was gathered that
they would have revenged OIL him theil
capture by the heretics, whom he had been
so romantic as to take on board; and he
still scarcely c0nvalescent, sat on deck
,narvelling at the audacity of Stafford, and
alert to intefere 10 save him! and his Grew
as his own captives, should need 50 re-
quire.
All the summer night they sailed. and
saw the early sun rise over the sea still
blue and lovely. but ere he had reached
his full height. there were booming sounds
as Of thunder iu spite Of the clear sky and,
by aud by, white clouds of smoke came
rolling over the sea, flashes irradiating
them from time to time, while now and
then forest Of masts appearing above, to
be quickly concealed again.
The excitement.0e the young men, Van
kirke and all, was exceeding but Stafford,
wild as..were Mark and almost all the sail
ors for the fray. would not move forward
till he could perceive through the smoke
where was a fit interval for bearing down
into the midst. Ignorant as he was of the
plan OF attack, he was anxious TO discern
the flag ship. aud there place himself under
orders, aud he further knew that in spite
Of the English Gag obtained in haste at
Falmouth, there was peril to him in the
height Of the melee. from the Enthusiastically
Spanish appearance of the ship.
Alter a time the flashes became less fire.
quent. the smoke less dense the English
vessels. often with sorely tattered sails, BE-.
gan to show forth palmer, in fact, tue ces
sation on their part was. rs Stafford shrewJ-
ly guessed, far want Of powder, and us the
atmosphere became clearer. 30 that the
green shores Of the Isle Of Wight grew Wis
lille, the English vessels might DO seen
making for the Solent. where they might
he able to procure powder from Portsmouth
for the next Days fight, The great Span
ish ships in their castle-like dignity hover
ed about slowly in the Ofhng. as though
uncertain whether to avenge the insults OF
the day or to proceed according to their
original design to their eastward attack.
Almost at the rear Of the English. with
masts shattered and every token Of having
borne the hrunt Of the engagement. moved
vessel. whose man@uvres had fixed from
the first the eyes Of all OIL board the Santa
Clara; aud when huge galley was seen
moving forward. as though to cut her of
from her companion vessels. Stafford gave
the word and cheer followed the vel
come order for bearing down to the rescue.
Before the Spaniards nad time to pour one
broadside into the now silent English YES
SCI, the Santa Clara lay bctween. aud thun-
dering from all surprise. aud after short,
sharp fight brought her as prize into the
S0lent.
There the vessels were finding anchor
aye, and boats busiy plying between them
aud Portsmouth. COwes. and Ry1e, in