Connecticut western news., 1920-08-12

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 slippery with blood, the little fighting ships met and grappled. Before Barn stable could lead his boarders to the enemy's deck, Coffin tumbled into the sea. Shouting Revenge Long Tom 7" the lieutenant rushed with his men {, upon the foe. It was fighting at close quarters and the issue was in doubt when the drenched and furious cox. swain emerged from the sea and with his harpoOn pinioned the English cap. tain to his mast. In a few minutes the Americans were masters of the cut ter. Covering in that scene of blood shed the victOrs discovered the crafty Dillon, who pleaded to be sent off as 8 hostage, promising to return in person or to have Griffith delivered in his stead.
 His word of honor was trusted and he was sent away with Long Tom. He luckily overheard Dillon's treacherous plot to entrap Barnstable's waiting party. The resourceful old seaman gagged Borroughcliffe and drove Dill lon, at the point of his harpoon, back to the waiting schooner. By this time, however, battery on the cliff brought down the schooner's mainmast. She was driven from her course by heavy seas. The masts were felled and an chors dropped, but she plunged on like bobbing cork in rapids. Barnstable would have stayed by his ship, but suddenly Long Tom seized him and hurlelshm over the bulwarks. Gods will be done with me-" Coffin cried, above the winds roar. Dillon's lifeless body was rolled upon the shore, but Long Toms stayed with the sea to which he had dedicated his life. Surprise succeeded surprise at the abbey. Barnstable marched his ship wrecked mariners into the building 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 the marines from the frigate. Colonel Howard, an unwilling prison CT, was marched away with Cecilia and Katherine, who could not be down. cast at the triumph of their lovers.
 Captain Borroughcliffe was freed, as was another inmate of the abbey, Alice Duscombe. She had recognized 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. Shn @hn% cko h,,A once call aloud his true name the whole countryside would ring with It. What that name was is never revealed, but there was but one sea rover who could strike stark terror into all Eng fish hearts.
 On board the frigate repeated con- ferences were held between the cap- tain, Griffith and "Mr. Gray" Sud- denly out of the fog drove a mountain ous ship of the line. The drum beat aboard the frigate, sailors leaped him. ply about the deck, clearing for action. The women were ieG below and gradu- ally order resolved itself out of the chao5 cS Gsss0ting mes. A terrific roar filled tss sl @ tAea tiass of guns blazed bRosSa,aa sasm 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. Griffith succeeded to the con- mand and he was appalled, as he 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 Griffith. Flight them fight them shouted the Pilot. "Let me proclaim your name to the men," Griffith appealed. But the Pilot refused. "Should we come to a grapple," he said, T will give forth the name as war-cry and these English will quail before it.'
 The ship of war was distanced, but she cut off a retreat and the frigate ahead had been re-enforced by two others. The foremost maneuvered with the American frigate for position. 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 enc my appeared, Griffith shouted, "Hoist away of everythingw Fifty men flew a1oft upon the spars and white can vas was spread from every mast. The frigate lunged ahead, but it could not outstrip it's rival, and the halt to give battle had enabled the ship of the line to draw up.
 Then, for few breathless moments, the Pilot leaped into command. Break CTS loomed ahead, but he drove the vessels 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.
 Colonel Howard, fatally wounded in the battle, lived long enough to see Ce- cilia Howard and Katherine Plowden