The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1891-02-25
-1es, 11IloF D-lages. l believe you

-.es, nG]oF Brlages. l believe you
know him.
Il know him and have good cause to
hate him." she answered quickly. You
are willing tool of his in this Infamous
scheme. A suitable companion fora dis
reputable man."
scarlet, and he said:
You are not very complimentary,
Miss, to one who would befriend you.
Villain! scoundrel! how dare you speak
of befIiending me?" she cried.
Capt. Montcith was passionate man,
and Tor q moment he almost forgot IN
whose presence he stood. Starting up
and taking a step forward, with face
livid with rage, he hissed through his
teeth: =
Beware what you say, girl. My pa
tience cannot endure everything. l am
accustomed to being obeyed, and COM
mand you to be quiet"
And 1 defy you, knave, scoundrel! Do
your worst"
Hush"
Il will not, coward! Strike me dead.
You wear a sword at your side, now use
it. Run it through me, if you wish!
Knave, scoundrel, wretch! What care l
if Won strike me dead at your feet. l
would rather die than be your prisoner!
For a moment the Captain, whose face
had grown ashen pale, gazed at the beau
tiful girl, and turning abruptly on his
heel he said:
II see you are in no frame Of mind to
be reasonable. will leave you and let
you have an opportunity to cool off. We
wIll then see now much more reas
YOU will be than you are now.
With this ho left the cabin, closing the
door after him.
No sooner was he gone than the beauti.
full girl threw herself on the sofa, and
burying her face in her hands burst into
tears.
Her strength, which had sustained heI
so we'll all along, had of sudden given
way, and she was weak as child.
"Oh, just heaven, what is to be my
fate?" she convulslyely sobbed, her. frame
quaking with emotion. 1Oh. my unfor-
tunate mother who perished in the wreck,
and my unknown father, if you both be
in heaven, cau you not look down upon
me and recue me by divine ald?"
It was some time before she recovered
herself sufficiently to think, reason, or
plan intelligently. At last, however,
she began to regain her composure.
There was q small, circular aperture, OF
port, through which faint light came.
This port was close to the water, but
the way the vessel lay she could see the
shore. She gazed long through her tear:
dimmed eyes at the rocks, forests and
sandy beach.
"Oh, that I was there" she sighed
again and again, as she gazed upon the
far.off shore, against which the salt
waves beat and dashed themselves into 6
perfect fury.
1t was useless to sigh. it was useless to
weep, and almost useless to plan. Had
she been buried thousand feet beneath
layers of solid stone. she could not have
been more completely helpless and at the
mercy Of her csptors.
She heard the tramp of feet on the deck
above, and the rolling Of blocks and
rigging.
While she watched the shore she saw O
small parry of men come out from the
distant woods and wax down toward the
beach.
Suddenly the entire vessel seemed to
quake with terrific report which made
even the sea tremble. She saw those
men, who were her trends, wheel about
and start to fly, but at this moment speck
was sweeping through the air, and to he,
horror it fell smong them.
There was ON explosion, volumns OF
smoke issuing in every direction, and an.
other report cam from the shore.
'Oh, God!" she gasped, clasping he,
hand over her heart. as she saw one Of
the. men fall.
His companions ran but a short dis,
tance, and then wheeling about, came
back and raised the bleeding, hfeless
body in their arms and bore it hastily
away to the woods.
A few moments later the door opened
and boy entered with tray on which
were some cakes, fruits, sweetmeatsr
bread, and meat pie.
He spread cloth on q small table, sci
her dinner before heI, and left without 9
word.