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CHAPTER XVIII.

Mr.. Burnett, the deserter Of the Keno
phon, was master of the situation. He
had the deck cleared of the dead, scrub
bed, and cleaned before daylight.
The dead English we're sewn up in
strong canvas bags, and with heavy saot
at their feet sunk into the water. The
few Americans who had fallen were to be
taken to the village.
When Griffith, after assuring his be-
trothed that she was free once more and
among friends, returned to his post Of
duty he was sent back.
Il will take the ship into port, said
Mr.. Burnett. II know moro about this
than you do.
Griffith thanked him, and returned to
his betrothed. She had much 10 ask
about-her foster-father's condition and
her many friends at the village.
The night was spent in laying plans
for the future, for even then our hero
thought he could see daylight htthrough the
gloom.
At early dawn the sounds above indi-
Gated that they were weighing anchor.
They heard heavy, rough step in the
passage, the door opened unceremoni-
ouSly. and Jack Hatchet poking his head
in said:
THAT ar feller Burnett says you'n Ola
kin come on deck now, Gritf. Why,
hello! Ola, I'm right down glad ter see
ye. Hope yer well. :"
When Captain Alton and his betrothed
reached the deck they found it scrubbed
clean, and all evidences of carnage, so
far as possible, removed.
The fog rolled away, the sun rose, anc
our readers can imagine the exultani
shouts of JOY WITCH came from ship and
shore as the man-of-war stood in, with
the glorious stars and stripes flying al
her masthead.
She reached the fort and ran up against
The long dock. The prisoners were taken
ashore.
There were several widows and child
less mothers to weep over the bodies OF
husbands and sons in that village, yet it
was a season of rejoicing. When Cap
tain Alton with Ola, pale and beautiful,
leaning on his arm, came Off the ship, he
vas greeted with shouts of Joy and eX-
1ltation.
"Let US 60 at once to papa. he may be
alive yet; he may know me, and want
70 kiss him once more before he leaves
u.s."
We will 60, Ola"
Captain Alton, want to accompany
gou Oh this visit" said Mr.. Burnett.
Come on. There will be no objec-
sion."
Among others who gathered on the
beach to welcome the victorious Ameri.
cans was the village doctor.
How is Captain Gstrell?"
"He is very low, but conscious, " was the
he answer.
Then let US hasten to him. I must
talk with him while he is conscious, said
the deserter.
When they entered the sick chamber
they found the sea captain very weak. He
smiled and took Olas hand. She kissed
him and wept.
.Iknow all" the old sailor whispered.
The Doctor told me you had been taken
aboard the man-o'-war, but that Griffith
had gone for you. I'm glad you come in
time.
Captain Gatrell." said our hero to the
feeble officer, do you know anything
more of this girl?"
Nothing save what have told. have
lhe board from the ship with her name,
q locket and some jewelry which be-
tOAiSSt ~ AOi AOsaS1' AaoJ AiaJ eCtA
who she is"
Let me speak to him." said Mr.. Bur-
nett, coming forward. You are John
Gatrell, are you not?"
Yes"
Don't you remember your messmate
on the Stormy Petrol, Jim Burnett3"
1Oh, Jim, Jim, Jim, friend O. my child
hood, know you now. Where hsve ye
been cruisin' lad?"
y have been for fourteen years an i'm
pressed seaman in the British navy. but
am nee now. 1eII me- your story OF
this girl"
The same story which We gave in our
second chapter was told again. Mr.. Bur-
nett was very particular as to date and
at the conclusion said:
where are the locket, jewels and cloth
ing, bit of board, and other things which
20 to establish the identity of this young
LADY,"
A house servant was called and the ar
ticles quickly produced. Mr. Burnett ex-
amined them and said:
'AtIbe very time given by Captain John