The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1902-01-19


Liberty Pole festival, huge Spanish
ship hove to within the harbor. Inc
windlasses controlling her heavy am
chor had but ceased creaking as Glymp
stepped upon the portico of Burns.
A strange light. new born, shown
in his keen gray eyes as he turned TO
the innkeeper.
~ faith, Peter" said he, bring on
a fagon of your rarest wine and like
wise glasses for the gentlemen"
The highpOoped ship in the dining
was slowly folding her white pinions
Beyond where she lay and to the west
ward, stretched the purple shores of
New Jersey. To the southwark Staten
Island appeared as a spot of color
amidst an emerald setting.
Roger Glymp turned from contem-
plation of the beautiful scene; all for
gotten rested his spyglass upon the
bench. All" said he, lis it not glo-
riOus scene-is it not glorious coun-
try?"
AS good Peter brought out the fagon
of wine the ship in the harbor was
discharging boatloads of passengers
over her black sides.
Gentlemen" said Glymp, after the
men had taken up their glasses all
filled with bubbling wine. Il give you
Miss Bessie Brandon, the future Mis-
tress Gylmp."
The toast was drunk with a hearty
good will.
At this moment Glymp looked toward
the quay. His glass fell from his fingers
and shattered into fragments as it
struck the stone floor. Quick as a flash
he took up the spygIass and leveled it
at the group upon the pier.
To fling aside his coat and draw up
his sleeves was but the work of mo-
ment, and, with a muttered prayer
that because of it's intensity seemed
well-nigh an oath, he strobe down the
path toward the landing. A half-dozen
of his friends essayed to follow him.
He turned. Gentlemen, an you love
me, remain where you are!" the COM
mand was given with an emphasis
which demanded obedience and obeyed
it was.
AS Glymp swung rapidly down the
path, it was noted by the men upon
the portico that man upon the quay,
who lowered head and shoulder above
those surrounding him, disentangled
himself from the. crowd and started
rapidly up the path along which Glymp
was striding. 1t could also be seen that
each had disengaged a pistol from his
belt. When they had approached we'll
within 20 PAGES of each other they
flung forward their right arms, and,
simultaneously two shots rang out as
one. 1t seemed that each had antici-
pated this action upon the part of the
other, and at the moment of firing
had quickly jouked his head Thus ii
happened that tAa bullet from the
strangers pistol found it's billet in one
! of the wooden pillars of Burns portico
| and Glymp's leaden messenger, doubt
less. buried itself in the green waters
of the bay.
Quickly they threw aside their now
1 L. ~sr.4.
| grappled savagely with each other
| Glymp leaned toward the gigantic
| stranger, his lips were seen to move:
| upon that they wheeled about, and
| with arms tightly interlocked came up
the path toward Burns together
| Upon near view it was seen that
| the stranger bore a countenance hor-
rtbly repulsiye. Over his cheek, chin
and lip there grew a wiry, black and
unkempt beard, which did not alto
| gether conceal the cruel, forbidding
mouth. Beginning in the middle of
| the low forehead, a livid scar traced
its ragged way to the lobe of the right
| ear; one eye socket was vacant, but
| the one remaining must needs have
| borrowed the cruel cunning of it's mate
ere it had bid its abiding place adieu,
| so PIERCING and malevolent it was.
AS they passed silently between the
| group of men upon the portico, it could
| be seen by the tense drawn muscles of
| Glymp's sinewy arm, and the clutch
| of the strangers arm, that the slight
| est sign of treachery upon the part of
| either would result in an instant Crap
| pie to the death. Thus they strobe
| through the door and up the stairway.
| The sound as of the shooting home of
| bolts informed the wondering group of
| men that they were locked together in
| Glymps room.
AL
| door, stole cautiously up the stairs,
and stood silently within the hall out
| side Glymp's door.
| Crash!
| There rang out suddenly amidst the
| dread calm sound as of falling metal
Crash! crash! crash! the strange
sounds followed each other in rapid
succession.
Gold! gold! voice within the
room well-nigh shrieked: it continued
| then in blood freezing whisper
| Stay, Roger! does any mortal know
of this?"
Save 1 alone thou art the one NOR
tai who knows aught of this" rang out
the voice of Glymp, clear and fearless.
Crash crash! crash, again the
sound of falling metal followed by
voice which caused a chill to creep
along the spine of every listener and
the hair to elevate itself beneath their
powdered wigs.
"Sh-h-h-hw it Kissed, "then we'll
gather it up quiet. Roger. Gather it up
quiet-quiet as hell, Roger, and go back
to Spain and buy another ship" here
the voice arose to plaintive moan,
"Eh, Roger-good Roger?"
"Quiet? QNiet?" roared Glymp. ISL
mon Devremon, an God give my right
arm strength your black blood flows
this day through yon hell-got gold!"
Then sounded crash upon crash I'M
til the very building rang and rang
again Round and round the room
they fought, wading the whole through
jingling metal-then was distinctly
heard the kissing expiration of a
breath, and
Crash!
"And may God have mercy on your
sn-dyed SOUL came the deep voice
of Roger Glymp.
In another moment he had shot back
the bolts and stood, smiling grimly, in
the doorway Gentlemen" said he, 81
bid you to enter" AS they filed quietly
into the room he continued calmly, II
faith, 1 crave pardon for the disar-
ray"
1t was a sanguinary scene that met
their view. In the sealed room of the