The weekly Panola star. [volume] (Panola, Miss.) 1857-1881, 1872-02-24

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driven ashore, Tor the power of the
in.setting waves was greater than
that Of the wind.
"Boy, do you know what Fight
that Is :" asked the captain, as he
stood holding on the msiasiesing 10
keep his feet"
Eyes, sir" replied Robert, /" il is
Bullymore's erag,"
"what is il there fori"
at marks the entrance TO a little
hsrbor, sir, which lies in the back
OF it,
"And can II be entered by q ves>
sci Of this size?" asked the captain,
while a gleam Of hope shot across
bis face.
"0h yes, cir, large ship can en-.
ter there"
Sand doyou know hepassagcf"
eyes, sir, / have spent my whole
life on this coast, and / know every
turn in it."
"Can you take the brig in there
in this storm :"
-a" Yes, sir,' answered the boy
while a strange light shot from his
eyes. sf5
"And viii you do it2" eagerly
asked the captain.
con two conditions"
"Name them, quickly"
"The first is, that you let me 60
in peace !; and the next that you
trouble none of the smuggles, should
they happen to be there"
81 promise" said the captain,
"and now set about your work. But,
mark me, if you deceive me, by St.
George I'll shoot you on the mo-
ment.',
The brig was soon put before the
wind, and Robert Kintock stationed
himself upon the starboard fore
yard arm, from whence his orders
were passed along to the helmsman.
The bounding vessel soon came
within sight of the ragged crags,
and the heart of every man leaped
with fearful thrills as they were
swept past frowning rock which
almost grazed them as they passed,
On few the brig, and quicker and
more fearful became the rocks which
raised their heads on every side.
"Port!" shouted the boy.
"Port, 1t is."
"Steady-so."
"Steady, 1t is"
"Starboard--quick T.
"Aye, aye, starboard, it is"
Steady--so."
Steady, it is."
AT this moment the vessel swept
on past an over-hanging cliff, and
just as a vivid flash of lightning shot
through the heavens and revealed
all the horrors around, a loud shout
was heard from the young pilot, and
in a moment all eyes were turned
towards him. He stood upon the
extreme end Of the yard and held
himself by the lift. In a moment
mora he crouched down like a tiger
after its prey and then with one leap
he reached the projecting rock.
Revenge! revenge!" was all
that the doomed men heard, and
they were swept away into the boil
ing surge beyond.
Breakers! A reef |" screamed
the man forward. I" Sfarboard---
quick!"
But 1t was too latel Ere the
helm was half up, q low, tremendous
grating of the brig's keel was die.
tinctly felt, and the next instant
came a crash which sounded high
above the roar Of the elements, and
the heavy masts went sweeping
away to leeward, followed in a few
moments by large masses Of the ILL.,
fated vessels wreck and cargo.
Shrek after shrek went up from
these doomed men, but they were
in the grasp Of a power that knows
no mercy. The Storm King took
them all for his own.
The next morning a small party
Of wreckers came down from the
rocks and moved along the shore.
It was strewed with the fragments
of the wreck, and here and there
were scattered along the bruised
and mutilated forms Of the brig's
crew. Among that party was Rob
ert Klntock, and eagerly did he
search among the ghastly corpses
% though there was one he would
have found. At length he stopped
over one, upon the shoulders Of