The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1872-12-20

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creating a terrific cOmmotion on her deck
Capt. O'GrOupa, hurrying on the wings
OF love to Maud and matrimOny. had no
cause to anticipate hostile collision with
his rival, the iInpetuOus commander of the
Betsy Jane, but his frequent encounters
with the pirates which infest the bay, had
,aught hlm the necessity of being constant
~ pre- pared for any emergency. He saw
the Betsy Jane unfurl the black flag-he
hcard the pattering thuds of grapeshot as
thcy plunged into the bay-and his oracu-
lar ard prophetic soul told him that annth-
er deaf h-stru9Gle was at hand. To snatch
oil his shirt. TO bring it i'm contact with the
character of southern Loyalist'' he hap
penCd to have on boaId. and to nail if 10
the jacllstad as a substitute for \ blaci,
flag, was but the work of "a moment. Then
Instantly furling his jib-buom and belayipp
his larboard scuppers, lie ran up The union
jack TO keep the gangway from going by
the board, and havit g unlimbercd the hOg-
chain and double-shottCd his gIIn-room. he
! lashed himself to the mainbracc of the for
ward poop, and calmly awaited the coming
, struggle.
He did not have long TO wait
In much less time than We have taken to
describe this thrilling scene the Betsy Jane,
whose fiery soul was III arms, and evident
ly eager for the fray, daShed-up alongside
the Martha Ann, and the terrible conflict
! Of each vessel threw their grappliug irons
simultaneously, and the velocity of the one
vessel overcoming that of the other for
they were sailing N opposite directions),
they suddenly came to a Standstill.
"'Andithen there arose yell
As il the ficndS from heaven fell
Had rung the banner cry Of"
Bat let us draw a mosquito bar over the
fIiThifnl scene which followed an uidi-
na.y veil would scarcely cover the case,
nor conceal half its Stygiau horrors from
the gaze of a shuddering world. Far be
it from us to seek to curdle the warm blood
of the gentle reader 10y repeating here the
fearful story of Actyum or of Lepanto.
Ten days after the celebrated naval en-
: Gagement between the Betsy Jane and the
Martha Ann, TO which we have so feebIy
alluded, there was a magnificent wedding
! in a splendid two-stoly mansion in Spanish
alley, at which, tits hardly necessary to say,
soft eyes looked love to eyes which looked
the same thing, and all went merry as they
usually do on such Joyous occasions.
The bride was the beautiful Maude Ger
AID F'itZperkins-the belle oi Spanish alley
The bridegroom was the gallant naval
hero, Capt. Cassabianca O'Groupa, of the
| inviucblc Martha Ann.
O'Groupa was the happiest and the luck
| lest of men. Scarcely had he lisen f.om
the breakfast table on the morning imme-
| diately succeeding his marriage, when the
muniiiccnt Fitzperkins handed him a check
on the Freedmen'S Savings Bank for TWEEN
| ty-seveu dollars and half which the de-
| lighted OGToupa, knowing the peculiar
uncertainty of such institutions in This
country, Immediately had cashed, and the
| fond papa was scarcely less generous to his
! darling Maud. A deed of gift of a twenf '
| dollar COW and calf, duly recorded in the
| office of Judge Bond, will forever attest { lIe
magnitude Of that paternal generosity.
| Never did young couple enter upon The
! tiowery field of ma;rimony under more goI-
geous auspices.
Times ever rolling time, which bears all
its sons away, passed on as usual. Under
the rolling process, tn ee days were thrown
back upon the irTeYOCable past, as the
body of the drowned mariner is thrown
back upon the shore-three days since the
hero and heroine of this thrilling story were
legally authorized 20 feel that they carried
about them n couple of souls with but a
single thought and an equal number of
hearts that beat as one. Three days
days thronged with rose leaves, flutes and
moonbeams-aud as q happy pair landed
at the foot of Spanish alley on their return
from bridal tour to Tensas and Blakely,
they beheld Il person standing on the wharf
and gazing at Them with a scowl so unut-
terably full of malignant hate shat but for
am near to protect her, The gentle bride
would have screamed and taken to her
heels. With both arms in a sling, his
head bound in a cotton bandkcI chief, and
Ii I1yl.;..s, much IL 90 mad re-
Gently come out of a prize fight for the
championship with n crOsS-cut saw or
patent threShing machine, lac was certain
ly not an object to sOothe INTO serene tran
guilty and lepose the breast of a gentle
woman.
AS, the reader must have already guessed.
that dreadful wreck of humanity was no
other than the once naughty being who 80
proudly trOd he deck of the Betsy Jane.
1t was, indeed, all that was left of the
once loudly De Pompano. Beneath the
dark waters of the bay lies the broken
wreck OF the ili-fated bark in which the re-
iectcd lover went forth with merciless Steel
to seek The heart of his rival.
Such was the doom of the Betsy Jane.
Reader. my story is ended. If I have
succeeded in implantiug in one youthful
breast love for the puie, the beautiful
and the good, or in banishjrg theTefrom
single desire to engage IN paval pursuits,
[ shall feel amply Iepaid for the midhight
oil | have consumcd.-N06iE6R Register.