Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-09-06

ness of having done his duty. He was
respected throughout the district. He was
ever ready to help, and his advice was
always valuable. He was known to he
clever at his trade. Among the long
ridges OF rocks which guard the Istrian
shore he had no reason to regret the Gulf
of Santa Manza or the Straits Of Bonita
clio, He had become an excellent pilot in
those parts where the same language is
spoken as in Corsica. From his puotage
OF the ships between Pola aud Trieste he
earnt almost as much as from his fishing.
And in his house the poor were not for
gotten, and Maria did her best in works
of charity.
But the fisherman of Santa Mama had
never forgotten his vow: a life for a life !
He had taken one mans life. He would
save another's.
That was why, when the two fugitives
presented themselves at his door, guess
ing who they were, knowing the penalty
to which he WAS exposing himself, he had
not hesitated TO say to them; "Come in"
and adding in his thoughts, And may
Heaven protect us all "
The squadron of police passed the door
and did not stop. Sandorf and Bathory
could thus fancy they were safe-at least
for that night.
The hut was built not In the town
ITSELF but about 500 yards from Its walls,
below the harbor and on a ridge Of rocks
which commanded the beach. Beyond,
at less that cables length was the sea,
breaking on the sands and stretching
away to the distant horizon. Towards
the south west there jutted out the prom
ontory whose curve shuts In the small
roadstead of R0vignO.
1t had but four rooms, two at the front
and two at the back, but there was a
lean-to OF boards in which the fishing and
other tackle was kept. Such was the
dwelling of Andrea FeTrato. His boat
was a balancello with a square stern
about thirty feet long, rugged with a
mainsail and fOresail--a description of
boat well adapted for trawling. When
she WAS not in use she was mOOred inside
the rocks, and little boat drawn up on
the beach was used in jOurneyng TO and
from her Behind the house was an en-
closure of about half an acre, in which 8
! few vegetables grew among the mulberry
and olive trees and the vines. A hedge
separated it from brook about six feet
broad, and hey ond was the open coun-
! try.
Such was this humble but hospitable
dwelling to which Providence had led
the fugitives; such was the host who
risked his liberty to give them shelter.
As soon as the door closed on them,
|
into which the fisherman had welcomed
them.
1t was the principal room Of the house,
! furnished Ia way that showed the taste
and assiduity of a careful housekeeper.
First OF all, you want something to
| eat?" said Andrea.
Eyes, we are dying with hungerW an
swered Sandorf. "F0r twelve hours we
| have had no food"
"You understand, Maria?"
! Aud in a minute Maria had put on the
table some salt pork, some boiled fish, a
! flask of the local wine OF the dry grape,
with two glasses, two plates, and a white
table-clOth. A "vegliOne," a sort of lamp
with three wicks fed with oil gave light
in the room.
sandorf and Bathory sat down to the
table; they were quite exhausted.
but your" said they to the fisherman.
1--WE have had our meal" ans wered
Andrea.
The two famished men devoured-that
| is the proper word-the provisions which
were offered with such simplicity and
heartiness.
But as they ate they kept their eyes on
the fisherman, his daughter and his son
who sat in q corner OF the room and look.
ed at them back without saying word
/ Andrea was then about AZ, a man OF 80.
we're expression, even little sOTrOwful;
with expressive features, sunburnl
| face, black eyes, and a keen look. he
wore the dress OF the fishermen Of the
Adrtatic, and was evidently of active
powerful build.
Maria, whose face and figure recalled
| her mother, was tall, graceful. pretty
rather than handsome, with bright black
/ eyes, brown hair, and a complexion light
| ly tinted by the vivacity of her Corsican
| blood. Serious By reason OF the duties
she had fulfilled from her childhood, bav-
ing In her attitude and movements the
serenity a reflective nature gives, every
! thing about her showed an energy that
would never fail, no matter 10 what cir
cumstances she might be placed. Many
times she had been sought in marriage
! by the tOung fishermen OF the country,
but in vain. Did not all her life belong 10
her father and the child who was 30 ear
to him?
The boy Luigi was already an expert
enced sailor-hard-working brave and
resolute. Barebeaded in wind and rain
be accompanied Andrea in his fishing and
plotting. Later on be promised TO be 4
vigorous man, well trained and well
built, more than bold, even auda9iOus,
ready for anything and careless Of dan
ger. He loved his father. II adored his
sister.
Count Sandorf had been keenly exam
lining these three, united in such touching
affection. That he was among people he
could trust he felt sure. When the meal
was finished, Andrea rose and approach
ing Sandorf, said:
500 and sleep, gentlemen. No one
knows you are here. Tomorrow we can
talk"
"No, Andrea Feratto, mop said San
dorf. sour hunger is now appeased (!
We have recovered our strength Let
US leave the house this instant, where
our presence is 80 dangerous to you and
yours"
Eyes, let us leave" added Bathory.
Sand may heaven reward you for what
you have done"
$50 and sleep; IL is necessary" said
the fisherman. ''rhe beach is watched to-
night. An embargo has been put upon
all the ports on the coast. You can do
nothing now"
"Be it 50, if you wish it," answered
SandOrf.
IL wish it,"
gone word only. When was our escape
knownW
"This morning. answered Andrea.
"But there were four prisoners in the dom
jon Of Pislno. You are only two. The
third, they say, were act free"
"SAroanyV exclaimed SRndorf, imme-
dlately checking tho movement OF anger
that seized him as he heard the hated