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

Her white wings fy;ng-never from her foes;
Who would not cash r twenty dollar check
-BYHON.
o, Love 'he wel-spiing alike of mans
b. i3h;est eaI thly hope and joy, aud ofm"a's
darkes, ca lilly gloom and despair! But for
'he III me which thou with rhiue ineXtin-
gui>hd bile toi ch doSt kiudIe upon the altar
o. humLI hearts, gallant ba' K now slum-
bcring i.lr down where the purple mullet
and ,he goldfish rove would still come
home to her haven under the bill, and The
novelist bad not been called upon to add
this strangely Thrilling story TO the beaII,i-
full constellation of American literature
1t was about the middle of the afternoon
on the 18th Of June, in the year 1867, that
a beautifully modelled smack, bark-liggcd
aid painted a lovely pea-green, lay quietly
at anchor off Spanish Alley in the haI bor
of Mobile. Not cloud dimmed The ceru-
lean splendor of 'Tbe beautiful abOon -
not a zephyr disturbed with touch of its
invisible pirion he calm sun face of the
Bay, nor kissed the snowy blossoms of the
nagnOliaS ci;Iste ering on the shore. All ma
tuge seemed % have read an a. tcle in The
Daily , OF 10 have taheE some other
narcotic and fallen quietly to sleep The
sc ne was one OfpeCuIiar tranquility. Upon
he W haIf stood 4 solitary day. the horse
atfact, %! Thereto quietly but felonicus;y
nihhiro, It a bale of hay. 1t was indeed q
time E6r m, -rloIy aud Tor ;eaIs.
Tha Retsv .Irane-,he Eagle of the Sea, as
she was fondIy ~ med by her gallant crew
Ia as sfiU ana :lndisturbed upon the
Saiers as a raiuted .luck upon painted
pond. Suddenly a tall, I9aJestlc foim aT-
peared upon her hum icane GEEK, ana walk
ing proudly to the starboaI,' pulk- head,
exclaimed In tones which rang out upon
{be s,agnant air Hike The notes of Il trumpet:
''Boatswain, ahoyP'
''Aye, aye, SIR" answered stentorIau
voice abaft the miZZen capstan.
And at the same moment there stepped
forth 4 person of Herculean frame, whose
gaI consisting principally of pair of trow-
seIs and shirt collar bespoke him every
inch a sailor Touching his tarpaulin with
the fore-tinger of his right hand by way of
salute, he waited respectfully for the COM
mands of his superior officer.
Delay the quadrant and report instant
" the hour said he captain with a fear
full frown. at the same time bending upon
his subordinate brow with passion as
dark as midnight.
The boatswain descended the narrow
steps leading to the pinnacle. and i'll few
moments returned to the deck, and, again
touchiIg his hat, said
Just on tho stroke of three bells, your
e,Ecellency."
..Now then, inexorab!e dog, begone p
exclairned ,he captain, with a frown more
DaIll
Knowing that disobedience was death,
the man turned to obey, when the captain
cried in n voice of thunder:
but hold -
And Instantly the boatswain held.
Have you leefed the forecastle abaft
the marlin spike, as diterted ?' asked the
captain. with look that showed That he
was not 70 be trifled with.
"Aye, aye, sir, was the reply.
nd boyp you dashed tiIe maInmaSt to
the iibboom and furled .he after yard-arm?''
Ave, aye, SIR was again The reply.
"Tnen Immediately belay the main jack,
brace the forward davits, and let the anchor
be taken aboard and weighed"
nten minutes the boatswain returned
and reported the captains orders fully ex-
ecuted.
..Very well,'' said that officer ''now un-
furl the staTboard locker brace the stern
sheet halyaIds, and bead her out TO sea-
The o, der was obeyed with :he rapidity
of magic, and the Betsy Jane, with her
topgallant hatchway spread like snowy
clomd to catch the fresheuing breeze, was
soon sweeping like majestic swan through
the rippling waters of The bay.
Upon the deck sill STOOD her command
ing officer the c,ivIlrous Captain DE POM
panO. Butthe spIendor of the scene around
him brought no emotion of pleasure to his
heaving breast. A las within that breast
an inSa:iat Yulture browSed upon the once
green leaves of hope and happiness, and
had already rendered 1T Is as barren and
desolats as the dreariest solitude of the
Arabian desert! That insatiate fowl was
the vulture Of unrequited love
His lie was in the yellow leaf; .....f
The fruits and flowers of love were gone; ,
Tue worm, the clnkeT, and the grief
Were his alone!''
The victim of scorned and slight affec-
tion Alas hot punches, ROr brandy cock
tails, nor all the drowsy julips in the world,
can medicine him to the sweet sleep he
knew yesterday No longerthe obsequious
lover but now the embodied spirit of Ven
geance and every breath he drew was the
slogan of immortal wrong
CHAPTER II. ..
ssSF~ 9as q pba ntom of delight, .l..
- The brightest star in beauty 8 skies.
And ali that's best of dark and bright
Met in her aspect and her eyes.
.... - m ..E W0RDSwORTH.
Nand Cera ldino FitZDerkinS was almost