Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1898-12-01

- 1u('e AS Tet1 ub Gu9- Eo9SDlrQ'8 Bunnel
Away we went at good rate Of speed,
with n steady breeze from the nor'oast
rs made tho ovenin cold an laid tho
Seabird over to it like Tho beauty as she
is. Tom was n-managin tho lug, an
was a-stoerin, an Of course the two young
peoples was sittin side by sido with
tarp'lin jaokot round 'em, both just as
happy as they ever wanted to be.
"Just as wo was congratulatin our
solves on gettin away unobsarved on
afore we'd got couple of miles from
shoce, sees Tom stand up in the bows
with his hand a-shadin his eyes an
lookin back toward tho jetty..
"''Bill. he says suddenly, it's tho
Sylphr
'Whero?' says tho young follor an
me ut the same time.
Just a-boatin out: ne says. AN
she's a-comiu for us with every scrap
she can crowd onr
"Now, didn't toll you as tho colonel
him rs took tho house for tho season
was tho only man as 1 ever feared
agen tho Soabird. He was good sailor,
too, and that craft as he brought down
tho Sylph-wau tho prettiess thing
I'd seen since the Seabird was built.
Her lines was just as beautiful as
swan an as graceful as n piotur', an the
only fear I'd ha' had in owning her
was as they might be u bit too fino. I'd
never sailed tho Seabird agon her, for l
allus recl1onod rs sho was tho fastest
craft OH tho coast, an l hadn't got to
recognize no equal.
"Woll, thero she come with hor white
sails just as neat an as pretty as NOR
maid-beg pardon. sir. it's true story;
shall we say rs young woman? 1
know'd her in q minute, for there
wasn't another craft like her, an when
l gets tho glasses 1 could see two per-
sons as was workin to get every bit out
Of her they could.
Let her have another, Tom, says
as looks at the lug, an tho Seabird
lifts herself out of the water as easy as
a gull.
"Master Egerton, he sat there with
his arm around the gal a-lookin back at
tho Sylph, al l SEQ him whisper in her
ear summat as cheers her up Immediate
Then he turns al asks mo how soon 1t
would bo dark, an whether we couldn't
run Oh without light. But could sec
rs tho Sylph was a-gainin OH us fast an
sure, an mover felt so mis- 'rable in my
lifo, sir, rs did then, whom l felt tho
Seabird, as I'd sailed in and sworn by,
was no match for tho neat little craft as
was a-oomin up behind. Yes, there sho
como, a leapin an duckin just like tho
beauty she was. 1 took out my watch
1t was just past 7 al wanted two full
hours to dark, an afore that time I
knew tho Sylph would be alongside
Beggin your pardon, Sir, an yours,
miss, says, but that there crafts too
much for the Seabird, m there amt
doubt as We'll be ovorhauled before we
can get away.
"In half an hours time tho Sylph
was less than half a milo astern, an I
could SEQ tho colonel a-standin in the
bows R-wavin his hands like mad
thing. Tho wind had freshoned cons;d-
'rablo, but I held the Seabird to it, an
we was bot, a.danoin over tho waves
like pctrcls. though fancied as I seed
tho Sylph take deal Of water. An
still Them two sat there n comfoStin ono
another, as l could see. though 1 novor
heard a word Of what they said Once
looked at 'em, an 1 thought l seed
her a-prayin, an 1t quite took the starch
out Of mo for q time to think as I'd bin
a-trustin all the Tina to tho Seabird an
never thought Of tho God above. T mover
was no Christian, sir, an / never took
no heed Of thom sky pilots as come
among us. but think did say some
thin for her sake thon, though /
couldn't put my hands together propes
like, scoin as I'd got hold Of tho tiller
tight and fast.
"In another ton minutes tho Sylph
was only quarter Of milo astorn IN
was comm with her canvas stretched
an splittin tho water az If 1t WAS moth
IN. just as Tom yelled out somothin
o. couldn't hear l looked round, an
thore WAS tho colonel 'a.standin in tho
bows with rifle in his hands, a-taltin
aim for us. l just hollorod in time, an
as wo heard u whistlin overhead we
looked up IN socd little hole in the
lug an tho old fool was q standin thero
takin another aim. toll you, sir, tho
bombardment Of that 'ore Spanish fleet
warn't III 1t. Bang went tho gun, an
whittlo come tho shot ovor our heads
but only once did no hit anythink be-
sido tho fust timo. an then tho bullet
went right into tho mast an stopped
thore. Master Egerton and tho missys
they rot there an never said word, bus
caught sight of tho young foller's
face onco whom no got up an looked
astorn, an / reckon ho'd ha' done some
damage If he'd got near that gun an tho
TOoi ns was handlin it.
"Whon he'd fred about dozon shots,
no stopped an / vonturcd to look up, an
au>o enough tho Sylph was within hail
on comm along ns she'd bin &; ;,0iii aii
the timo.
'Scabird, ahoy.' yolls tho colonul,
In voice as | could hoar WAS oholsed
with rage. Stop, Or III sink your
'Sylph, ahoy,' shouted bauk.
WHAT'S tho mattor2 You amt all mad,
air you?
" Bring that boat to this instant,
he yolls, or III riddle you, an let you
go down without holpP
Go OH. then, I yolis, only you've
got to do bottor or you'll havo no shots
left
"With that flops down agon in tho
stern. just as another shot comes hyin
through tho lug. Then another goos away
overhead, an tho noxt buries itself in tho
tillor hoad m nearly knocks it out O.
my hand. Then young EgOrton, sees