Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1901-11-14


chives at Halifa.
surety thatlthe mi
ly to be found then
else.
There was faint, oba.
the afternoon air, and
waters of the harbor the IL
with their foliage lightly touc
bronze and amethyst and am
were faithfully reproduced. Intoa
hollow between two knobs wooded
with beech trees ran ashallow cove,
its clear waters edged with sand Of
tender, greenfsh gray. Close to
the water IS edge stoodthe lovers, and
across the silence they could hear,
pulsating dimly, the hammers of
them that were building the city.
listen, \ said the man, as he drew
the girl closely to him and kissed
her on the forehead those are the
strokes that are making a home for
us" ~
The girl lifted her lips for q. kiss
that never reached them. The man
was seized from bahind, a dark hand
covered his mouth. and Lieutenant
Henry crewe, his sword unstirred
d its- saahbard folana himself pjn-
toned hand and foot, ere he had time
to realize that other arms were about
him than those OF the woman he loved.
With her 1t Jared in like fashion,
save that before they covered her
mouth she found time for one long
piercing cry. 1t was heard by those
who were working on the city pail
sades but no man could tell the di-
rection whence it came. Presently
a search party set out for the thick
woods lying little north of west
from the city, but in the meantime
the Indians had carried their cap
tives northeastward TO the lakes,
and were making all speed on the
Fundy coast by way of the Shube
nacadie trail.
Henry Crewe was tall man, and
well sinewed, and for brief spaces
he strove so fiercely with his bonds
that his fair skin flushed we'll nigh
purple, and his lips, under the yell
low mustache, curled apart terribly,
like those of beast at bay. Unable
to endure the anguish of his effort,
Margaret averted her eyes, for she
knew the hopelessness of it. Like
all the Nevilles of Nova Scotia to this
day, the girl was somewhat spare Of
form and feature, with dark hair, a
clear, dark skin, and eyes of deep
color that might be either gray or
green. Her terrible cry had been
far less the utterance of a blind ter
ror than deliberate signal to the
garrison at the fort, and so complete
was her self-control that when Crewe
presently met her gaze his brain
grew clearer, he forgot the derision
in the Indians painted faces, ceased
his vain struggles, and bent all his
thought to the task of finding means
of deliverance.
The captives were thrown into
canoes and padded swiftly to the
head of the long basin which runs
inland for miles from the head of the
harbor. AT the beginning of the
portage their feet were unbound
and their mouths set free from the
suffocating gags.
"Oh, Margaret Margaret TIC
think should have brought you to
thisi" exclaimed Crewe in harsh
voice, the moment his lips werefree.
The girl had confidence in her
lovers power to find some way Of
protecting her, in case no help should
come from the city. Her sole thought
now was to show herself brave and
in no way to embarrass his judg
ment. Before he could answer, how
ever, the leader Of the band STRUCK
Crewe across the mouth with the
fiat of his Ratchet, as hint that HI
should keep silence. Had Crew'
been alone, bound as he was, HI
would have felled his assailant will
blow of the foot; but for Margaret'i
sake he forced himself to endure tn
indipnity tamely, though his blu