Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1891-08-07

ing ground for large, rock bass
which was hardly ever hooked in any
other part OF the bay; then again he
we'll understood that propensity of hui
man nature TO always seek for that
which they are very anxious to find, at
a distance, and never look directly be-
meath their noses. The interior of the
cave was, moreover quite dark, and
unless q very thorough search was
made, with torches, it would have
been hardly possible TO discover his
hiding place. The same night after
reaching the old mans hut Don
Miguel and his friend were quietly
padded down to the cave and took up
their quarters on a ledge of rock well
above high water, at the upper end.
A note was sent by the fisherman to
Captain Standish and his fair daugh-
ter, telling them of his whereabouts,
and his desire to escape from the
island. This note was delivered by
the old fisherman, as he padded up to
market with his fish in the early morn
ing. Passing close under the stern of
the Foam" the note was thrown on
board attached to the tail of squirm-
ing fish, which landed directly at Grace
Standish's feet as she was leaning
against the rail of the quarterback,
thinking about Don Miguel, and pray
ing that he might still be alive. Not
having heard from him directly since
the breaking out of the revolution, and
now during the past few weeks no
word had reached her ears con-
corning him, she had nearly ceased
to hope. Startled at first by the fish
Tapping on the deck. her quick eyes at
once caught sight of the paper, and
her heart ready to seize on the slight
est sign. told her at once that it was
the message she was longing for, yet
was afraid would never come.
In this way communication was es-
tablished between the brigantine and
Don Miguel. The old fisherman went
quietly from one to the other, eX-
changing their messages and supplying
the fugitives with necessary provisions.
The authorities had gradually relaxed
their vigilance in regard to the Foam. "
One alter another the ring leaders OF
the rebellion had been captured, and
not one would implicate Captain STAN
dish in any way. So when the Cap
tain demanded the right of an Ameri-
can citizen to take his vessel to sea,
if he was not allowed to do so. the
Commander-in-C of the Spanish
army. after having first thoroughly
searched the brigantine for Don Miguel.
gave him the authority to clear his
vessel for the United States. After
receiving this authority Captain STAN
dish overhauled the Foam" and put
everything in ship-shape order. Word
was sent to Don Miguel by the fisher
man. and all was arranged. Late one
afternoon, when the tide and the wind
served right, the "Foam's" anchor was
taken aboard after its long rest in the
mud of Santiago harbor, the stars and
stripes hoisted to the peak, all sail
spread, and escorted by an armed cutter
from the Spanish schooner, she sailed
quietly out of the beautiful little harbor.
When off the MORO the cutter left
her to pursue her course unhindered
Little did the Spanish sailors think. as
they rowed back up the harbor, that
hardly one hundred feet from them,
within the opening of the cave, but
well back in the shadow. was the man
they were all hunting for so eagerly.
Here Don Miguel with his friend and
the fisherman were eagerly waiting for
darkness TO come, that they might
venture out and follow the brigantine.
AS the sun set and darkness began to
shut down on the sea, the brigantine's
course was altered until she was stand
ing back again for Santiago harbor.
After an hour of anxious watching q
small light was made out from the
fore-castle of the Foam" She was
laid to. ladder lowered, aud in few
minutes Don Miguel was on deck, and
Grace. folded in his arms, was sobbing
out her JOY on his shoulder. The fish
erman and Don Miguel's faithful CON-
rade were taken on board. the old
canoe cast adrift sheets eased off, and
the "Foam" was once more on her
homeward journey.
Sail after sail was set and the little
brigantine seeming to know what was
required Of her, and glad again to feel
the sea foaming under her bow, fairly
flew up the Cuban coast After an I'M
eventful voyage. New Orleans was
reached. Don Miguel and Grace were
duly married, the Foam" sold and
the happy family settled down to live
a quiet life on small orange planta-
ton, with all their sorrows and hard
ships forgotten in the happy outcome
of all their troubles The Argonant.
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