The Democratic advocate., 1878-07-27

when TO their surprise they discovered the
second mate, wild and haggard look upon
his face, hOl1ing in his hand a heavy,
murderous looking club.
"What means this ?' thundered the
skipper, as thoughts of foul play flashed
upon his brain.
But, amazed and startled, Haywood was
silent.
"Who is lOst? p cried the captain, in the
next instant
But before anyone had time to answer
him, his own eyes told him.
"My God tbs Lewis and that red
handed villain has murdered him quick,
men hoist all the lights and man the
boats Let everything be done that can
be, as quickly as possible. He may be
living, and if you save him this shall be
good nights job for you. Work, work,
for your lives!"
The orders Of the griefstrieken father
we're readily Obeyed. But, though lights
were hoisted, and boats sent out in every
direction, nothing could be found Of the
lost one. So, at last it was given up as a
hopeless case; and the men returned to the
ship, when Frank Haywood was seized for
the murder of Stanford
No more sleep visited the ship that
night. The sorrowing father paced the
deck till daylight; and in the cabin below,
his daughter was sObbing for the death of
her only brother, and for him accused of
that terrible deed.
In the morning Haywood was arraigned
before the crew on charge of Eilful mur-
der. Nothing seemed lacking to substan-
tiate his guilt. His quarrel with young
Stanford, and the circumstances under
which he had been found after the alarm,
together, with his appearance at the time,
seemed sufficient to prove his guilt.
Yet, he stoutly protested his innocence,
saying, in explanation of his conduct. that
he had harbored no ill-feeling against
Lewis, but had been ready to forgive and
be forgiven.
As to bis being found with that muir
derOus-looking club 10 his hands, it was
accidental. Feeling a little anxious about
the weather, he had left his bunk to go
upon deck, and was just in season to hear
the cry which had caused the alarm.
fastening to the spot he stumbled over
something in his path. 1t was the club
which he had in his hands when they dis
covered him a few moments later, with
that wild look upon his face, caused by
the fear that some horrible crime had been
committed
Heywood's story was received with
shouts of derision. The circumstantial
evidence was too overwhelming against
him for any one to have the least suspicion
that bis seemingly inconsistent story was
anything but false fabrication gotten up
for the occasion.
As soon as order could be restored the
captain stepped forward with a pair of
manacles, and, placing them upon the
doomed mans wrists, said:
"Before God and man, Frank Haywood,
believe you guilty of numbering my son.
Therefore, secure you in irons, and order
that you be kept in close confinement until
We reach port, when you shall be delivered
over to the proper authorities to meet the
punishment you so richly deserve"
."Here," he added, turning to his crew,
"sOme of you take Mr.. Haywood below"
"Oh, father don'tl" cried Mabel, who
had been silent spectator of the terrible
scene. "He did not do it ] know he
did notl''
'Tut, tut, girl, no more of this !" said
her father sternly. "Men, do your duty"
A couple of the sailors stepped up to
obey their superiors order, when, with
low cry, Mabel sprang forward between
them and her lover, as if to shield him
from their grasp.
Without word the captain, in spite of
her fearful entreaties, rudely snatched his
daughter away.
Haywood, chancing to look up, caught
sight of the mate, Warren Gregg, stand
ing but short distance of, an exultant
look of 6endish satisfaction cleaning from
his usually expressionless eyes.
1t was plainly look of scornful tri-
umph; and as the sailors placed their hands
upon his shoulder, the young man fully
realized the peril of his situation, and from
what source it was due But further
thought or action was suddenly stayed by
a loud cry from the sea, off the lee bow.
The next instant there was plainly
heard, in n strangely familiar voice, the
startling words, thrice repeated:
an a lie! Al lie! Al he!"
Scarcely had the intonations of the
strange words died away, and before the
surprised and startled crew had time to
recover from the shock of the unexpected
and mysterious warning, when again the
same voice, sounding so much like the
dead, was heard, giving this time the sur
prising expression:
TWAS WARREN GREGG Twas
WARREN GREGG Twas WARREN
GREGG ~
To attempt to portray the astonishment
and startled amazement of officers and
crew, would be failure Their actions
were beyond description.
One and all stood in blank astonish-
ment, staring unconsciously perhaps, upon
the first mate, who, like the guilty wretch
he was, trembled from head to foot, a
deathly pallOr Overspreading his features,
until maddened to desperation by the ter
rible accusation of the mysterious, unseen
accuser. his peut I'M guilt. which he eould