Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1893-03-03

| loved, and old Perron would have gone out
of his senses had he known that his younger
| Car';hter had made up her mind who that
| man N..s = be.
Miss DO had one bosom friend, Ellen
Hardy, the daug hter of Captain Hardy, an
Englshman, who ruled his household from
the quarter deck and swore at Helen fol
having anything to do with "them French
Scavamouches." But Helen had brother
Frank, a stalwart, resolute fellow of %,
who was mate in one of his fathers ships,
and had for the last 10 years adored Julie
Perron. When a schoolgirl it used to amuse
Julie while coming home to see Frank, a
great, broad shouldered boy, following her
from the other side of the street, and he in
his heart used to wish that some big fellow,
regular laul -bowline-man-o'-wa sailor,
would say something to Miss Julie, and
FRANK was sure that not for money would
he spare that warriors life.
Julie was teaching music, and as her ia,
theirs fortunes waned her labors greatly
sustained the family finances. Although
she and Frank did not often meet, both UNI
derstood that their future would not be
separated
One day Julie was called into the paror
and found there her father and "a tall gen
tleman dressed, "a la mode" and to him
ohO was lpTindlly luJTOuuCcu. Ills name
was Rafcl. His manner was exceedingly
ofihand, as if he were in the society of in
feliors, and after one look at his cold CLASSY
eyes the girl conceived hearty aversion TO
her fathers friend.
He was evidently impressed by her az
pearance, and at once put on an air of
familiarity that made Julie very angry,
but there was another sentiment that moved
her as strongly, and that was fear Who
was this associate of her fathers; what was
his character and business? She knew
something of his affairs, and her heart beat
with apprehension lest this deadly lookin
stranger might be one of those lawless adj
venturers who had already got him into
trouble, nor was her fathers manner re-
assuring. He seemed afraid of his guest,
and addressed him with dcprecating air,
very different from his usual bluff, off Land
habit
Perron had profited in some way by the
captains coming, as he was enabled to take
up certain bills otherwise unprovided for.
For the next two weeks RavCl was a daily
visitor to the house, and Julie could not
mistake his attentions. Her marked indif-
ference at times seemed to anger the man,
and the seam on his face rev red and his
eyes lit up with an expression that was APP
I
explained his familiarity with English,
which he spoke better than French by say
ing that-his youth was spent in England
AT length the crisis came. One day Per
ron called his daughter into his room, care
fully closed the door and said: MY daugh-
ter, have something to say to you. My
affairs are in such a condition that can
escape ruin only through you" Poor Ju-
lies l. cart stood still.
Captain Ravel wishes to make you his
wife. lie is an honorable gentleman, rich
and highly respected, and he will assist me
as your husband, but not otherwise. You
owe me the obedience due IL parent, and
will, Eo doubt, meet my wishes Captain
Ravel will speak to you today" Her ia
theirs manner was stern and menacing, and
he seemed to think that 10 decision was nee
essary. All of jules courage evaporated,
and without a word she left the room.
The captain did speak, and with an air
that indicated 10 expectation of repulse
"lle would do his best to make Miss Julie
happy, and they would spend their honey
moon in England, where he had relatives
who would be delighted to welcome bride
so beautiful" The girl had regained her
courage, and after speaking of her fathers
commands said firmly that before taking
so important II step she would need a week
for deliberation.
Ravel scowled and said: well, week
no longer. Pardon "A lovers impatience'
Two days before this Frank Hardy had
returned from Havana, and was posted by
his sister, who was in daily communication
with Julie Perron. Helen received her
brothers proposition to start out at once
and make smithereens of the captain with
scornful levity.
go away, you great donkey. You'll spoil
everything Let us women manage our
own affairs"
| In the meantime the captain, sauntering
down the street humming a tune, was
somewhat disturbed by meeting a broad
shouldered young fellow with big brown
eyes who scowled at him ferociously, caus-
ing the captain to slip his hand under his
coattails, where bis pistol rested but Frank
Hardy restrained his desire ito break the
Internal Picaroon's neck, and passed on.
Other eyes were watching the captain, how
ever, and in certain quarters he was an CD
ject of much interest.
/ One morning the captain made his APP
pearance at the Perron mansion most gor-
geousy dressed in laced cravat and claret
colored dress coat, much license in coors
/ being permitted gentlemen in those days.
Miss Julie is dressing and will be down in
a short time" said Perron. Miss Julie did
not come, and soon after Perron ordered
the servant to call Miss Julie. Back she
came
Bless the Lord, Niche Perron she amt
in her room. She done lef' the house"
The captain made one step, placing his
back against the door See here, by
heavenr' he said, IF you play me false, you
hound, I'll have your Before he could
conclude the door was driven open wi h Il
force that hurled Ravel fiat on the table,
crashing the china and vases. Before he
could recover "A strong hand was laid on his
collar 1.-The games up, Mccormick.
am United States marshal for the eastern
district of Pennsylvania and arrest you
for piracy and murder on the high seas.''
Behind John Conrad, the marshal were
four powerful man-o'-war sailors fully
armed The prisoner Grasped for his PTS
tolls, but was handled roughly and in irons
in a second. lie spoke not a word, but the
look he gave his captors was deadly.
Yes, Captain Ravel' was Bart McCor-
mick, wanted for the last ten years for
more cruelties and murders than could be