Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1909-11-11

kTcateF INJURY 10 trl6nQ than toe.
AS soon as Cocklescraft was seen
on the open ground in front OF the
Town House. driving with head
long haste towards the QUAY. the
partisans OF Coode and Fendall, con-
stituting considerable number Of
those who frequentsd the spot, in-
creased the disorder by a clamor
which, under the show of pursuit.
In truth retarded the movement OF
those who endeavored to intercept
the flying band. The momentary
consternation in the chamber being
over. the Proprietary and those
around him, sprang from their seats
and ran tothegreatdoor, whencethey
i could witness the struggle of nur-
suit Dauntrees. at the FIRST moment.
bad repaired 10 his men, and was
Immediately busy in attempting 10
open q way through the crowd, in
which he was greatly impeded by
the tumultuous Interference OF the
malcontents. Albert Verheyden.
in the act OF moving TO leave the
apartment, was recalled by the voice
ot ths wounded man, aud instantly
returned to his side, where, with
Father Pierre. he awaited in auxi-
Gus suspense, the recapture OF the
prisoners.
Meantime Cocklescraft furiously
urged his onward course. He had
snatched a sword in the crowd,
with which he became formidable
enemy 20 all who crossed his path,
and soon discovered, from their
shouts. that his nearest pursuers
were in fact aiding bis escape. The
only exception TO this was Talbo, and
our old Arnold, who, foremost in
the melee, had at one moment, as
they sped down the bank. come In
actual contact with the fugitives.
and exchanged more than one pass
with Cocklescraft. The crowd
thickeued on the quay; shouts rent
the air, and cries OF encouragement
and strife resounded from all sides.
The passage over the quay was
opened-tbe boat gained, the rope
severed. the oars in place, and Ia
another instant the buccaneers were
in full flight upon their accustomed
element. The musketeers hasten to
the wharf, their small baud iostled.
pressed. and swayed by the incum-
oering crowd-an Intellectual volley
is tred-Cocklescraft waves his
hand in triumph-tbe Escalfador is
won from the feeble resistance OF
her light guard, and the pirates are
again upon their own deck. The
cable is slipped. sail after sail drops
from the yard or runs up along the
mast--the briRantine swings round
TO o fair and stiff breeze under a
cloudless heaven, and cleavss her
way mid-stream towards the mouth
OF the river. A few harmless shots
were fred from the fort. as she
bounded past; and almost before the
bewildered burghers were aware,
she hid swept beyond the limit OF
the harbor r-her daring master
standing at the helm and looking
back at the town. scarce able TO
realize the truth Of his own escape,
as he waved his bonnet in derision
OF the gaping crowd. MANY eyes
still fingered upon this heeting
vision, until tho white sails OF the
Escalfador disappeared behind the
projecting headland which opened
tolher PROV the broad current OF
the Potomac
Not all could note this stirring
strife OF flight. A melancholy at
traction drew back the Proprietary
and his council to the chambers
When Albert was recalled TO the
side OF the wounded man, il was but
TO hear his own name pronounced in
q whispered accent, and then TO see
the sufferer faint away. For some
minutes, Father Pierre and the Se-
cretary. the only persons ia the
room, thought life was fed; but
whilst they still watched, the light
OF the eye hickered upon them, and,
by degrees, sickly animation re-
turned TO the body When Lord
Baltimore and the Others had gath
cred around, Rob was able TO speak.
His voice was faint, and his gaze
was upon the secretary.
MY web is wove," he said. Ia
that igurative language which had
grown TO be his habitual form Of ex-
preston. Albert Verheyden, thou
look st upon-upon thy father-Wil-
liam Weatherly-a man Of crime
and misery. Thy hand, boy-thy
| lips upon my brow-there-the
he whispered, as his son, pale as q
spectre and trembling with emotion,
bent down over bis PROSTATE trunk
and kissed his forehead PITY me.
my son, and forgive me for thy
mothers sake. Poor louise
Louise" and with this name again
and again breathed from his lips,
when no other sound could bs beard,
his spirit was grad ually waited from
it's mutilated aud weary tenement
OF clay.
Il forgive thee-I forgive aud
| pityl" breathed Albegt, with sobs
that shook his whole frame, as he
threw himself upon the .ifeless
body of bis father.
MY dear Albert, leave this
place" said Father Pierre; ''let us
go the Chapel, and thsrs thou may S.
temper thy grief with prayer. His
lordship will take order for the dis.
posal Of the body. | have a paper
which / was charged. when this
event should take place and in his
reckoning itwssnot'a aroh-todeiive
into thy hands Come. aud when
We have done our duty at the altar,
! will give il thee"
With silent step and slow. Albert,
leaning on the arm Of the priest,
they left the Town House. and walk
ed towards the little Chapel OF St.