Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1899-09-21
N revenge PLOT THH1 FAILED.


Harry. dear don't 80.
Il must. Cts. Beggars can't be
choosers. " / answered bitterly. After
ALL dearest girl, it will be only for
few months.
"a year, I'm afraid, Harry. from
what father says.
"Wcu. since he has found me this
work / mustn't shirk it Gcodby' my
own girl.
What misery does poverty entail on
loving hearts! Ciccly Fleming and !
had loved one another for yearS-eyer
since. indeed, we were children togeth-
err. | had spent the few hundreds my
father left me in completing my engi-
neering education in Germany. Then l
came home. confident of finding work
But nothing came my way in spite Of
every endeayor At last Mr.. Fleming 5
interest procured me a place rs assistant
engineer in building a new lighthouse
on the dangerous island of Sl1ryn, of
the west coast of Ireland.
parted with Cis on Il Tuesday. Fri
day morning found me on the small
sailing craft which was the only means
of communication between Skryn and
the mainland.
Soon we I--,,a4. and waded ashore
md walked tine sA-ep path to the top
Of the cliit
As | reached the summit man met
me. and. holding ont his hand, said:
Coed morning You re Mr.. Brydon
| suppose? I'm Gallant
He was net so i'll lookiic:,-at least as
F. far a. features wD- + ';as not till
later that discovered ,~e peculiar re-
pulsion he iHsp.y-1 uo-a>+h was due to
his ewes These were extraordinarily
aeIk and piercing, bat across the iris
Of one was Il remarkable pale yellow
mark which. combined with a very
slight squint. gave him an absolutely
uncanny appearance
Next day | was up betimes, toiled
my big kettle, made my coffee and was
out On the reef before Calian was visi-
bic. The men were already At work |
SPOKE TO them. hut either they could
nit or would not talk Presently Callan
cape out, scrambliug along the reef
What a burly brute he looked in the
clear morning sunlight. lie spoke to
NE men with extraordinary roughnesS.
They evidently feared him. and. soon
saw, hated him too
This puzzled me till knew him bet
>ter But very few days opened my
Nes If ever there lived man without
he grain of pity in his composition, it
&as Eugene Callan. He seemed to take
absolute delight in cruelty tor cruel
sake There was Il boy called Bar
McKeown who acted as servant to
.llan. The way Callan hullied that
pfortunate boy was appalling | won
Iered how the others could see such
things happening.
a few weeks later we had a storm
ich stopped all work.
sat in my hut reading most Of the
day and listening to the gusts that
red at times like thunder. Once or
&c Ifaucied a shriller sound mingled
Nth the gale.
Late in the afternoon it lulled lit
lie, and suddenly there came, distinct
and clear to my ears, a scream of pain
I sprang up and listened Again and
again the cry sounded ont. 1t was from
Callan's hut it came.
l sprang up rushed across and flung
en- the door The sight that met my
AS made me blaze with anger Strip
ia to the waist and writing with
pain, the wretched McKeown was tied
10 the head of Callan bed, while over
lim stood the big black bully, flashing
him with Il ropes end.
whats this fcr!' | cried.
Callan turned his crooked gaze on Inc
ITO teach the young hound obedi-
e.! His voice grated with rage at
interruT ion And what business
It of yours Mr.. Pry :"
4 fancied for an instant he was going
"A me But was much too angry TO
nk of consequences.
IkYou re an internal bullyl" | shout
"And if you don I chuck it can't
Ike you. but I'll soon let our employ
rs know.
The bully was coward-that |
new. But he could have killed me
With one hand. SO my relief was con
iderable when he suddenly threw
lown the ropes end | united Nc
IeQwn. and, pushing him before me.
eft the hut.
But d kissing whisper followed me
''All right young man, your turn
ow But you Il pay for it "
Ope day letters came across from the
oakland one from Cis and one in an
shown hand
CHS letter. of course, read first
hen | tore open the other and skinned
/ through
Only by slow degrees did realize its
Import My mothers uncle, old Sir
bernard Child, had died and left me
everything Why, | had never seen
90 hardly imagined that he was
So of my existence | walked out,
al. still in dazed condition, called
lcKeown to pull me across to the
mainland. Then | bolted up to the vii
&c postofice and sent of wire. To
ri sunset the reply came, assuring
ny news was correct in every de
| looked mp the first train from
MSS in the morning. arranged
Ma car to take me there and was
rowing back to Skryn.
The sun had long set behind the sea
N as we pulled into the little cove,
itSwas quite dark as we clambered
ne narrow rock path. Reaching the
Sgianced across to the huts and
,cghtsI saw the CLEAN of a light fash
Ter the door Of my shanty. l was
rut to hurry on when the boy laid
I'd on my sleeve.
nesently there was scratching from
lthin. Amatch famed up. The man
had Eghted it was crouched on the
his body between us and the