Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1892-03-10

the Fray Augus n Domingues and
John Kidd had k1on consigned t.
the prison cell We base OF Bre,
tagne Castle. precise and
monoton0nk ra60laxify they Had
1,e-f - - - n <iss castle.
To Kidd the captivity was irk.
some and harrassing, but not so 10
the priest who was o scholar Of great
erudition and learning. He had
travelled much and suffered much /;
he was q good linguist I; he could
speak and understand all the Ian
guages in Europe. As long as day
light served he carved the word
'Anathema' in every language with
which he was conversant with the
blade Of pocket-knife on the dress
ed granite blocks which inclosed
his cell. English, French, Span
ish, German and Arabic. 1t was
patiently, skillfully and laboriously
done. The iailor who so punctu-
ally brought his food and water and
served him with half closed eyes and
mechanical nonchalance never OBJ
served them. That word sanathe-
ma gave food for the captive's
brain and work for his hands.
When he had eaten his supper he
lay down and slept until the matin
bell of the castle awoke him in the
morning.
If the Buccaneer sorceress was
burned in the plaza Of San Domin-
60 over which he was commissioned
to preside as Grand Inquisitor, why
then he would burn also on that
pile of faggots heaped up in one
corner of his cell and his name be
on the roll of martyrs, but if not
according to the terms of his incar-
ceration he wouid s5 free to work
out the sanathema' by his own
means and fulfil his mission. He
had read of visions of Saints 'in
vinculis', who when liberated had
converted visions into practical re-
alities-s.utrimque paratus,' as he
worked at his carving.
But it was not so with Kidd.
Uneducated, coarse and sensual
with apathetic and indolent morose-
ness his thoughts were occupied
with possible and coming events.
He could hear the roar of the wild
ocean winds as they swept over, and
the booming thud of the long swells
of the Atlantic as they rolled against
the rocky base of the elevated pla-
teau upon which stood Bretagne
Castle. That was all. He had not
the mind absorbing recreation of
his fellow captive in the adjoining
cell. He had presentiment that
Nativa would be rescued by her
Grandfather Greybeard and, if SO,
he would only be cropped and
branded and allowed to sail unmo-
Tested to the Straits Of Gibralter.
Why then he could exchange his
red cap for Mahometan turban and
join the brotherhood of Algerine
Corsairs into which all renegade
and outlawed Christians were freely
received. The northern ports of
the Mediterranean sent out rich
cargoes to the Levant and the eastern
ports Of Spain and received rich
cargoes from America and the West
India Islands. On the morning OF
the 23rd day of April 1890, the
twenty-third of their captivity the
prisoners heard the booming of
great guns in the harbor Of Bre-
tagne, then the great castle bell be-
gan to toll, the church bells of the
neighboring towns and villages be-
gan to respond, and then they heard
the lusty cheering Of a multitude
outside the castle walls. Some
great and Joyous event had trans
pired and they instinctively felt
that the Santissima Trinidada had
returned from San Domingo and
had returned successful in Bucca-
neer point Of view. Then they
heard the sound and the prolonged
tramp Of many persons entering
the castle and ascending the grand
stairway. The Grand InquisitoI
quickly drew his cowl over his head
and face. A few moments later he
heard footsteps along the paved
corridor on which his cell opened
then he heard the unlocking Of the
nnsar dnnr of hi9 cell L. then fhs