The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1880-05-20
TRI-WEEKLY EDITION


from the deck of the brig, save the break
| ing of the sea. was the fearful, craggy shore
us flash after flash of lightning Illuminated
the heavens. '
slight, hoI" shouted a man forward :
and the next moment all eyes were directed
to bright light which had suddenly flashed
| up among the distant rocks.
The wind had now reached lis height,
| and with its giant power it set the Inflated
| brig directly upon the surf bound shore
Of the rocks and reefs, and every face. save
one, was blanchcd with fear.
In vain did they try to lay the brig TO the
| wind, but not a sail would hold for an in
| slant, until at length the mon managed to
get up O fore and main storm stay sail, and
then the brig stood for short time bravely
| up against the heavy sea- But it was evi-
dent that even should the brig succeed in
| keeping to the wind, she must eventually
he driven ashore; for. the. power of the in
setting waves was greater than that of the
| wind. ...
"Boy, do you know what that light r"
asked the, captain, as he stood holding ON
to the main rigging to keep his feet.
eyes, sir, replied Robert, "it is Bully
moro's Craig"
"What is it there for2
sit marks the entrance of little harbor,
SIR that lies back Of it,"
s"And can 1t be entered by vessel of
this size 7" asked tho captain, while a gleam
Of hope shot across his face.
'O,, yes, sir, large ship can enter at
that place."
a. And do you know the passage 2"
'Yes, sir, have spent my whole life on
this coast, and know every turn OF it,
Can you take the brig in there in this
storm 2''
eyes, SIR answered the boy, while a
strange light shot from his eyes.
"And will you do it?" eagerly asked the
captain.
son two conditions
'Name them quickly"
1.-The first is that you let me go in peace;
and the next, that you trouble none of the
smugglers, should they happen to be there "
81 PROMISE" said the captain, 'sand now
set about your work. But, mark me, if
you deceive he, by st. George III shoot
you on ihe moment"
The brig was soon put before the wind,
and Robert Kintock stationed himself upon
The starboard forcyard arm, from which his
orders were passed along to the hclmsman
The bounding vessel soon after came with
III sight of the rugged crags, and the heart
Of every man leapcd with fearful thrills as
they swept past frowning rock, which
almost grazcd them as they passed. On
flew the brig, and thicker and more fearful
became the rocks, which raised their heads
on every side.
''Port," shouted the boy.
''Port it is"
cay, ay, starboard 1t is"
"Steady-so." ''Steady it is."
At this moment the vessel swept past an
OF lightning shot through tho heavens and
revealed all the horrors around, loud shout
was heard from the young pilot, and in a
moment all eyes were turned toward him.
He stood upon the extreme end of the yard,
and held himself by the lift. ilu moment
more he crouched down like a tiger after
his prey, and then with one leap he reached
projecting rock.
'Revcngel revengel" was all that the
doomed men heard, as they were swept
away In the boiling surge beyond.
Breakers Ia rccf!," screamed the man
forward.
"Starboard-quickl /"
ISuI IL WAS 100 JatC ErC the nclm was
half up, slow, tremendous grating of the
briggs keel was distinctly felt, and the next
instant came crash which sounded high
above the roar of the elements, and the
mests went sweeping away, to leeward,
followed in few moments by large masses
OF the lll-fated vessels wreck and cargo.
Shrek after Shrek went up from those
doomed men; but they were in the grasp of
power that knew no mcrcy-the Storm
King claimed them for his own.
The next morning n party of wreckers
came down from the rocks and moved along
The shore. 1t was strewed with fragments
OF tho wreck, and here and there were scat
tered the bruised and mutil atcd forms of
the briggs crew. Among that party WIS
Robert Kintock, and eagerly did he search
among the ghastly corpscs, as though there
was one he would have found. At length
he stopped and stopped over ono, upon The
shoulders of which were two golden cpau-
lcttes. 1t was the captain of the brig-the
murderer of his fatherl The boy placed
his foot on the PROSTATE body, and while a
strange light bualncd from his eyes, and a
shudder passed over his countcnanco, he
muttercd l..
Father, you are fearfully revenged!'
The boy spoke truly. Fearful in its con-
ceptiou and fearful in it's consummation,
had been the ':Pilots Revenge"