Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1909-09-23

ding Of your Cap.aInl would q,
have the evidences Of his death
rising up In judgments against Is,
In the blood thou spill'ss? Thou
art but an apprentices, Dickon. !.
Thy devils craft, and q halter viii
yet reward thee for thy folly.
will pronounce the doom Of thIs liz.
truding spy. Drown bimI los The
wide waters wash away all trace q
the deed;--let the raveninR shark
devour him.
"Ha, hap' calculated Cocklsscraft.
With sneer, you have Aconceit In
your humanity, Robl Do lido Il
in your own way; but. in the devils
name, be quick about IL. | have q
merry sport for these lads tonight,
and little time to lose $50. des-
patch. I"
Give me Francis and Pedro, !
said Rob. ''and | will order the mat
ter myself. I"
Away then, about itlp sald
oocklescrait; I'VE lose time 10 pratt
ing like women 81 this baby. play.
You have commodities 10 20 abroad
to-night--look TO IL. John. Give
q signal TO the brigantlne 70 send
the yawl ashore--br Iskly. boys; we
must work; so. to III"
And In thisstrain Of ordinary busI-
ness occupation, the skipper turn.
cd from the horrible fate Of his vic
Tim with careless indifference
almost forgetting. In the cohcern Of
shipping some contraband mer-
chanchise lthe rapfi5 Of bis
last voyage the dreadful tzadgedy
which. OF his instance. was now In
Q course Of acting.
Albert, calm and silent, like the
victim Of Pagan sacrifice. neither
gave vent TO the agony Of bis feel
Ings In sIghs, or offered resistance
10 the savage hands that plnioned
bis arms. Under the dlrection Of
The Cripple. the two sailors conN
Quoted thor captive towards the
hut, Rob himself following With the
go e'l;he spHyesaEy throEq fFst
his own shouIdEf iwHcsr
The rain still poured steadily
down, and the faint light Of the
moon had disappeared. leaving the
scene In almost perfect darkness.
Albert Verheyden, his arms bound
With cords, moved at the bidding Of
his ruthless conductors, al d brisk
md firm pace, along the beach, I'M
III the party arrived Opposite she
nut ofThe Cripple. They approach
I'd the door, which being thrown
open, gave TO their view tho smould-
airing fire that still threw forth
glimmsring ray from the hearth.
A pine fagot soon kindled Up q
blaze, and cast broad, lurid light
over the apartment. AT Rob's COM
nand the prisoner was brouRht Ia
md stripped Of his doublet, his
boots, and his weapon, oil which
were taken In charge by the master
u the hut. A deadly paleness was
spread over the Secretary's face
whilst these preparations were
but his lip did not culver.
ior did his eye lose It's lustre.
why not take my life az once2
Why mock my spirit with this hor-
'ible delsy2" he asked, In Q tone
hat partook as much Of anger az Of
yrief. Il appeal to stonesto
,rutes. more senseless than stonesi
Holy martyrs, aid mo In my ex-
remityl" he added. with subdued
md resigned temper. God will
'venge this wrong. "
why dost falter, knaves7" sx-
'laimed Rob, when he saw the sail
RS retreat pace and mutter maud
BILE whisperinRs 70 each other.
'Ha, thou must be wrought, by
hineaccustomed devil, 10 this work.
there, 20 to ": there are strong
waters to aid thy lacking courage
rink your gill ! will help thee.'J
Rob now gave to the soamen d
'ottle, which they put alternately
0 their lips. Fear ia not, Pedrol
tint not, FraincIsi 'Tis On ugly Job
: best. and needs the couutenance
I . mans draught. Drink sgainr'
LAY, win !, like q Bloody Broth
~" replied Pedro, making good bis
Vord By second application Of the
ottle. II have been on the Coast,
iaster Rob, with Mansvelt. before
ever saw Captain CockIescrait.
''Ha" said Fraucis. 10 French
ccent. and wasn't Francois Ia
rand Of the taking Of MaFacaibo.
nd in the fight with The three
panish galIeons7 DiavoloI give
70 tho bottIel"
Brave lads. bothl' shouted Rob,
'ith 40 attemps 10 laugh; brave
IDS, and worthy We shall be lats
'ith our work. haste theel"
TO Be Continued.