The Washington herald., 1919-09-06

Ions lifeless body was rolled upon
the shore. but Long Toms stayed
with the sea to which he had dedi-
Gated his life.
Surprise succeeded surprise at th-
Abbey. Barnstable marched his
shipwrecked Marines into the build
ing and they took possession. but
they were soon made prisoners by
the redcoats. Then the mysterious
figure of the pilot appeared at the
door and behind him loomed Ma
ines from the frigate. Col. How
ard, an unwilling prisoner. was
marched away with Cecilia and
Katherine, who could not be down
cast at the triumph OF their lovers.
Capt Borroughcliffe was freed. as
was another inmate OF the Abbey.
Alice Duscombe. She had recog-
nized the Pilot in his disguise when
he was first captured. They had
been lovers, but she was so staunch
in her love for her King and she so
hated bloodshed that she had broken
her troth to this Mr.. Gray" whom
she addressed as John. She remind
ed him that did she but once call
aloud his true name. the whole
countryside would ring with II.
What that name was is never re-
vealed, but there was but one sea
rover who could strike stark terror
into all English hearts.
On board the frigate repeated con-
ferences were held between the cap
tain, Grifith and "AIr. Gray" Sud
denly out OF the fog drove a noun
famous ship OF the line. The drum
beat aboard the frigate. sailors leap
Cd nimbly about the deck, clearing
for action. The women were led
below and gradually order resolved
itself out Of the chaos of shouting
men. A terrific roar filled the air
as three tiers OF guns blazed a
broadside from the English ship. A
few sails and ropes were cut, but
the frigate's sailing power was
hardly affected. One chance ball
struck the captain and hurled him to
death. Grifhth succeeded to the
command and he was appalled, as ne
saw the frigate hemmed about. To
the east loomed the great ship Of
war and far in the northeast the
sails of another frigate.
What are we TO do?" cried Grlf-
fifth. Fight them! fight them"
shouted the Pilot Let me pro-
claim your name to the men," Grif-
fifth appealed. But the Pilot re-
fused. should we come to a grap-
pie" he said. II will give forth the
name as a war cry and these Eng
lish will quail before it."
The ship OF war was distanced. but
she cut off a retreat and the frigate
ahead had been reinforced by two
others. The foremost maneuvered
with the American frIgate for posi-
tiOn. Broadsides crashed and they
grappled. The American guns raked
her foe and left her helpless, with
useless ropes dangling from shattered
masts. The deck was cleared and as
another enemy appeared. Griffith
shouted, Hoist away of everything
Fifty men flew aloft upon the spars
and white canvas was spread from
every mast. The frigate lunged ahead
but 1t could not outstrip its rival, and
the halt to give battle had enabled
the ship of the line to draw up.
Then for a few breathless moments
the Pilot leaped into command. Break
ers doomed ahead, but ne drove the
vessel straight into the shoals, into
narrow passages where white foam
bubbled perilously close. The enemy
dared not follow. and when night fell
pursuit was hopeless.
Col. Howard, fatally wounded in the
battle lived long enough to see Ce-
ella Howard and Katherine Plowden
welded by the chaplain to their low
ers. His last words were spoken to
Griffith. Perhaps 1 may have mis-
taken my duty to America-but I was
too old to change my politics or my
religion; III loved the king-God
bless him
The frigate drove on to Holland,
where the Pilot landed in a small boat
that dwindled into a black speck and
disappeared In the setting sun. Twelve
years later Cecilia Griffith saw her
husbands face cloud as he read in
the newspaper of the death OF a great
man, but not even then did he d.
vTlge his name. He had promised to
keep 1t secret He said only, "Our
happiness might have been wrecked
in the voyage of life mad we not met
the unknown pilot of the German
Ocean,
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