The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1870-03-06

ton of being the heir to large fortune, he
was treated with more than ordinary respect
by the principal. He was Il fine, Intelligent
boy, of about thirteen years of age, and bore
strange resemblance to his wretched father,
who now, with Rentoul and his crew, were
crcuching beneath one of the windows of the
apartment in which the boy slept. Opening n
window with the greatest caution, Wayland
beckoned his associates to draw nearer, and,
raising himself on his hands, in n minute he
in a large dormitory, occupied by dreamers
tired from their days studies and pastimes.
Here he stood for while attentively, and,
having satisfied himself that all in the apart
mcnt, save himself were slumbering, he went
direct to the bed where his son was sleeping,
proving that he had received correct inforni;,-
ton from some person conversant with the IN,
ternal arrangements of the school. Wayland
had been within the house for about five
minutes, when those outside heard a stiied
scream, and Immediately after Wayland almost
in his arms. All within tile house was terror
and alarm. Mr.. Roberts and his usher stood
pictures of amazement. A considerable time
elapsed before Charles Wayland was missed, as
no one ever dreamed that this unexpected mid
night visitant had another object in view be-
You'd robbing the house of any valuables which
it contained When Mr.. Roberts discovered
the real state of affairs, he almost lost his
reason. Messengers were dispatched in every
direction, but returned stating that they could
not CLEAN the slightest tidings of the boy, or
of those who bore him away.
"What shall 1 say to his mother" said
Roberts "after all the caution she gave Inc not
to let her son out of my sight+and to allow
him to be stolen out of my house. 1 must leave
for town at once"
There was no sleep at Rock Lodge for the
rest of the night, and at an early hour next
morning Mr. Roberts was on his way to Dublin.
When Wayland Joined his associates he gave
t,.Sboy, who was palsied with terror, to, Rem
tout, exclaiming-" There is not a moment to
be lost; follow me for the coast through the
fields" The desperate band of ruffians ran
for some time, but, perceiving they were not
pursued, they began to walk leisurely along
by-path which led to the rock-bound shore
The boy, who had now partially recovered from
his terror, began to weep bitterly and call Tor
help.
az am your father" said Wayland, and you
will be safe with me- l am going to take you
on q short cruise in nice yacht lying yonder;
but if you are not silent you will regret the
consequences" The child became almost con-
vulsed as he tried to suppress his emotion, and
he arrived more dead than alive on the rocks
where the "Charmer" rose and fell to the
rumbling waves that tumbled to the shore
She was small vessel, schooner rugged, and
very low in the water. The wind was blowing
gently from the southeast, and the declining
moon threw faint glmmer across the sea, on
which nothing to be seen at1oat. =
"Charmer, ahoy!" called Rentoul, in deep,
low voice, and the almost immediate splashing
of oars told that boat was making for the
Shore rowed by two men of the same character
as those have already introduced to the
readers, and who were now standing with
Wayland, his So, and Rontou1 on the narrow,
shelving strand between the rocks and the sea.
AS the man who pulled the bow oar stood up,
with boat-hook in hand to g fend off," Rentoul
asked in low voice, {" Did Mrs. Flannedy send
down her people to take the cargo homer
(" 1t is safe at her place these fonr hours, SIR,
replied the sailor; about twenty ponies and
two carts did the work lively, and her man
Slevin, who was drunk, brought aboard for
fear of danger, as he was getting on with all
kinds of nonsense; besides, was afraid he
had been peachng, as he had bag full of
guineas, which he showing to the iubbers
that were with him. So L slowed him away i'll
the boat, and when got him aboard, put him
in the foresastle, and closed the hatch on, but
not tilrI got to windward of his sinners, which
are in your cabin
ave are i'll luck tonight, boys" said Rem
| tout, "and we must be we'll to sea before day
| light, we had better get the young gentle
man into the boat as quickly as possible"
Concluded next week.