Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1879-08-20
The Female Pilot.
BY sYLVANUS COBB.

AN English brig-of-war lay to off the
southern shore of the Island Free
! which is one of the Inner Hebrids, on
the western coast OF Scotland. And the
brig had just captured prize. She bad
been sent up after ,mugglers, and hst
taken one OF the most notorious OF the
smuggling crew-a stout, bold, reckless
man, uamed Donald Kenmore. He was
commander Of smuggling vessel, ane
the chief spirit among the contraband-
lists of that section. When Kenmore
knew that his vessel must be taken i
she remained above the water, he de
l liberstely knocked a big hole In hel
bottom, and sank her where she lay
His crew were sent of before he did this,
and they made their escape. He re-
tanned light .kiff, hoping to make his
escape also. His daughter was with hin
she having refused to leave the vessel be-
fore him. They had entered the skin
and while they stepped to see the ole
vessel go down, boat came from the
brig of-war and cut them off. 1t wal
too late to escape, and Kenmore saw
that resistance wsuld be useless, so he
cave himself up with as good grace as
possible.
Flora Kenmore was eighteen years OF
age, and possessed all the rugged beau
| ty of her Highland countrymen. Her
eye was large, and its glance could be
as soft as the whispers OF love, or as
piercing as the glare of the enrages lion'
She was not large in frame-far from ii
- but she was stout and strong. and her
very step was the language of pride and
self-control. A noble man could have
loved her most dearly, but a coward
would have trsmbled with conscious lit
tleness before her. She was taken with
| her father, and carried on board the
brig-of-war.
! All, Donald Kenmore uttered thu
commander OF the brig, as the smuggle
was led to the quarterback, you ant
have met before
i 'Ah, Captain Thornbill, we have,
; returned the smuggler, in calm, prou'
/ tone.
Twice I have captured; but nov
your turn has come
And l think the people will than
me for it. the Englishman said.
The people y uttered Kenmore indig
: nantly. Say the peoples rulers No
: sir. the people have been blessed by m
/. too much for that. GO ask the poo
man upon whose table 1 hsye placsC
luxuries OF life at cost which the,
, could afford, if they will thank thee 70
!. taking their benetactor! No, Johl
Thonbill They cannot pay what tn
British lords would force from them Il
+ help In sustaining an army Of noblemel
| in luxurious Incidence and idleness! G
now, and ask the people-the producer
: of England aud Scotland-the 'corkers-
!. which has befriended them DAME
Kenmore, or your sharp.nossd cruisers
BY my soul, sir smuggler, you ar
eloquent
Because l am honest. But say
Captain Thornbill, what Is now to b
my fate?'
II Il should suppose you might judge
wa, Thornbill's reply.
L may guess, but I suppose 70
might know
well, sir, can assure you that 20
Twill meet one Of the two fates (; you WI
either be transported for life, or hung
so supposed said the smuggle
tt without the movement of muscle.
ri The commander was now called
lattend to making sail, and Donald Ker
Imors was led away forward and put
tchalns. Flora requested that shc migt
be allowed 10 accompany her iathe
and her request was granted. She WI
J, offered a berth in the CABIN, but ST
ichoss to remain by her fathers side.
About an hour after the brig ha
made sail, the frst lieutenant, q stou
,. coarse fellow, named Wooler, came I
to where Flora stood, and placing b
band upon her fair neck, he asked b
lfor a kiss. She started back, and viii
70 her eyes flashed fire, she drew SIMS
pistol from her bosom and cooked 1t.
Miserable dog, she uttered in a To-
firm voice, dare to place your 70
touch on me again, and you shall die
Tut, tut, my pretty bird cri
wooler. you wouldn't be so cruel
" But his voice Irembled, and his frar
shook with the modification he tried
hide.
ny sIthink you will not tempt me, at
events the maiden replied, with bih
. irony.
The lieutenant bit his lips, and
ssts were clsnched but he had not ,
daring 10 go further; so he turned aw
land walked aft. From that nome
,. fhs crew looked upon ,h. maiden "
admiration. They did not like Wool
Is, 1t was sfleraoon wnen the brig SOU
ed away, and as The wind was light .
: battling she made but little headwsy
:; 1t was past four o'clock when abe pa
= = I'd Eraid, and by that time