Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1909-03-25
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CHAPTER xI.

al b0i0 INV 9NhtiOA pdO NRtChbtQh
of bis companions TO the outlines OF
a low hut which was barely discerni-
BILE through the wood where az open
Observation-Disclosures fthe roofinto
relief against the water Of the creek,
and as they approached near enough
to examine the little structure more
infinitely, they we're saluted by the
surly bark OF a deep throated dog.
fiercely redoubled. At the same
time the sound OF receding footsteps
was distinctly audible.
Who dwells here2n inquire d
Dauntrees, striking the door with
the hilt of his sword.
There was no answer, and the
door gave way to the thrust and
few wide upon. The apartment
was tena ntless. "A few Goals of fire
cleaning from the embess. and q
low bench furnished with q blanket,
rendered IL obvious that this soil.
taey abode had been but recently
deserted by its possessor, Ahasty
survey Of the hut, which was al
FIRST tiercely disputed by the dog
cross. grained and sturdy mastiff-
until sharp blow from o staff
which the forester bestowed sent
him growing from The premises
satisfied the explorers that so far,
at least, they had encountered no
thing Supernatural, and without
further delay or comment upon this
incident they took their course along
the margin OF st. Jerome's Creek
After short interval. the beating
of the waves upon the beach inform
ed them that they were not far from
the beach Of the Chesapeake. Her,
q halt and 40 attentive examination
Of the locality made them aware thai
they stood upon a bank which des
cended somewhat abruptly to thu
level of the beach that lay some
| fifty yards or more beyond them
In the dim starlight they were able
to.trace the profile Of low butcapa
cious tenement which stood alrnos
on the tide mark.
j 1T Is the Chapel" said Daun
trees, in 40 involuntary whisper 81
| he touched the Rangers arm.
| 1T is Paul Kelpy's house. all th,
same as have known 1t thesi
twenty years "a silent and wicked
house. I" whispered Arnold, 10 reply
And pretty spot for the Devil Il
| Turk In. said Dauntress, resumint
his ordinary tone.
| Hold, Captain, interrupted tbI
Ranger, no foul words so near thl
Haunted House The good saint
be above usl" he added, crossing
himself and muttering a short pray
er.
Follow me down the bank, salt
Dauntrees, Ia low but resolutI
voice; "but irst look to your car
bines that they be charged md prim
ed. / will break In the door OF thi
unRoldly den and ransack It's corner
before / leave II. Holy ST. Michael
the dend is 10 the Chapel, and warn
| us away" be exclaimed, as sud
denly a fash Of crimson light Il
| lumipated every window Of th
building. 1T Is the same warning
/ given 10 Burton and myself ono
before. Stand your ground. com
rades; we shall be beses by these
ministers of SIM
/ AS the flashes Of this lurid figh
we're thrice repeated. Pamesacl
was seen on the edge Of the ban
| fixed like statue. with foot an
| arm extended, looking with a steri
gaze towards this appalling specta
Gle. Arnold recoiled apace AM
brought his hand across bis eyes
and was revealed 10 this posture q
| be exclaimed In his marked Dutc
accent. The fisherman's blood /
turned ID FIRE: We bad beat 90 q