The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-02-19
SAVANNAH GA, SUNDAY, FEBRUARY 10. 1899
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shuddered at the sight so weird so in
spired by supernatural power seemed the
tall old man. But what he said the young
New Highlander could not understand. Sir
Roger spoke to the mob in It's own tongue.
Holly, rapidly, the speech pourned forth;
menacingly the wand waved; the darlSen>
ing sky closed in, and, as he proceeded,
the thunder in the mountains rolled more
loudly. The savages ceased their muir
murs, their cries for a sacrifice, and at
last, in spite of Donnereaus rawlings, as
great clap of thunder broke above their
heads, they fell, jabbering for mercy, on
their faces. Yet not all, for the traitor
negros party among these exiled pagans
was stanch. These when they saw now
great and sudden was the effect of the
deposed priests words, ranged themselves
by Donnereau's side, and at a word frona
him charged upon the altar.
The others leaped to their feet and OPP
posed them. One rushing to the altar,
slashed with a knife the bonds alike Of
Sir Roger and Ozel, and, these bounding
into the melee, ina moment all was whrl-
ing confusion. Oziel stuck to the old
mans SIDE whom he feared was too weak
TO struggle much himself but Sir Roger
showed amazing vigor, parting the press
with his idol staff easily, ana crying all
the time anathemas upon the insurgents
the wood before the sound of this new and
greater excitement came to his ear, and
at once, ieaping out again with now Noll
Dade by his side he rushed to aid Don
nereau. The rover's control was lost in
this unexpected reversal of his plans. His
big face flushed he'd with rage and as
he came leaping to the fight, curses
poured from his tongue, and the eyes that
could laugh so readily, now shone with
the fury of disappointment
''To the devil with all your plots. Don
nereau!' he cried, as he rushed up ',They
have come to nought. Down with them
all! They have no weapons but useless
spears Your scheme OF priests has fail
ed, so let us fight il out in the fashion
of the seas. In on them! Whites against
blacks! The treasures beneath out feet.
and we shall share 1t according to the
law of the freebooters! To me, Noll Dade!
Old Gabe Murrin, bring your men, pistols
and cutlasses;' 'Tis worth fighting against
odds Oziel Haskell! If you would live,
come fight with me. Cut down these
snake praying heathens and fight with
your own blood
So vigorous was his passage, so ami
mated his cry, so energetlcally he an
nounced his change of plan and Offered
war to the tribe of blacks, that all fell
back before him. and even Sir Roger
pduseu, WINE Nogl Dade, his craZed and
wandering wits now hopelessly lost. in
the excitement, hourished a cutIass
against whom he knew not, and the
men of the schooner moved from the
traders rear, where all this time they
had stayed, wondering and horror-strick-
en-.
Old Gabriel his wary face twisting
with many doubts and fears, looked upon
Sir Roger and Oziel and then on Dixey
Lynch and Dade and Donnereau Never
once in the hurried scenes of the morning
had he ceased calculating, and now ne
made up his mind. Keenly he had noted
the way in which the blacks had returned
to the old priests side, and as keenly how
surprisingly vigorous Sir Roger had
shown himself, whom he had been told
was mindless idiot. He looked at Lynch
and heard his proffer of shares of the
treasure-his treasure, the grasplng old
merchant thought. A yellow smile of sus-
picion and hate crossed GabriePs face and
he reflected on Dixey's probable action to-
ward himself If the gold came once to the
sharing-a treacherous knife, a blow on
the skull from behind, a tip into the sea
from his own schooner. One of these he
might expect from his good friend Dixey.
If ever the rogue was allowed the upper
hand.
Back" he shouted to his men, and
they came. Flight for yourself, Master
Lynch You have deceived me in what
you would do. Good Sir Roger Halo
well am pleased to be in time to save
you in your peril"
To he Confined