The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1905-08-11


captain, give him no heed. He lies In
bis throat; he lies thousand times.
Twas mutinous dog. that brother of
his, that hanged. am your prisoner.
You are a soldier. look for speedy
punishment-certain death, II may be
. but let 1t not be from his hand"
Think, senors." urged the boatswain.
You would hang him, perhaps. 1t Is
the worst that you could do. Is that
punishment meet for him2 He has de-
spoiled women, bereft children, tortur-
ell men, In the streets Of La Guayra.
more fitting punishment should await
him. Think Of Panama, Of Maracaibo.
Of Porto Bello. Recall what he did
there. Is hanging enough? Give him
to me. Let me have my way. You
have your daughter, safe, unharmcd,
within the shelter Of her lovers arms.
The town is yours. You have won the
tight. Twas I that did II. Without me
your wives, your children, your sub
Jects, would have been slaughtered in
Caracas. and this dog would have been
free to go further afield for prey. He
coveted your daughter-would fain
make her his slave In some desert ia.
land. Give him to me!'
Old man." said the viceroy, II take
back my words. You have excuse for
your betrayal. but your request can
not grant l have promised him to AL.
Varado. Nay. urge me no further. My
word is passed"
THANK you, thank your cried Nor
gan, breathing again.
Silence. you dogv said the viceroy.
with look of contempt OIL his face
But take heart, man." he added rs
he saw the look Of rage and disappoint-
ment sweep over the face Of the old
sailor; "le will not escape lightly.
Would God he had blood enough In his
body to pay drop by drop for oil he
hath shed. His death shall be slow,
lingering. terrible. You have said It,
and you shall see 1t, too, IL you will.
lie shall have time to repent and to
taink upon the past You may glut
yourself with his suffering and feed
fat your revenge. Twill be meet,
fitting punishment so far as our poor
minds can compass. We have already
planned 1t. Take him away and hold
him safe. Tomorrow he shall be pun
he'd. AlvaradO. art ready for duty 2?
'lscady. YOUR eXccllcncy," answered
the young man. "and for this duty"
Take him, then. give him into
your hands. You know what Is to be
done: see you do 1t WELL"
AYE, my lord. Into the strong
room with him, men," ordered the
young SpanIarl, stepping unsteadily
forward.
As hc did 80 the crucifix lie wore.
which the disorder In his dress ex-
posed to view, flashed into the light
upon 1t for the first time.
"By heaven. sir" lie shouted. Where
got 20 that CROSSE"
"From his mother noble captain"
interrupted Hornlgold. coming closer
He had another card to play. He had
waited for this moment, and he threw
back his head with long, bitter
laugh. There was such sinister, sucl,
vicious mOekery and meaning in his
voice, with not the faintcst note OF
.merriment to relieve it, that his listen
ers looked aghast upon him.
Ills mothcr?'' cried Morgan. Then
this is
THE boy l took into Cuchillo when
We were at Panama" said Hornigold
In triumph.
"And my son" cried the old bucca.
neer, with malignant JOY.
4 great cry OF reputation and horror
burst from the lips Of Alvarado. The
others stared with astonisllment and
incrclailty written on their faces. Mer-
cedcs moved closer to her lover and
strOye to take his hand,
''My lords and gentlemen, hear me-"
continued the buccaneer. the words
rushing from his lips In his excitement,
'Where got ye that eros,'