Year: 1860

lily found that the worst days work h,


ever did was his quarrel with George Gil


bert.


One dark night, however after they hat


ascertained that Gilbert was on the sicl


list, the smugglers had arranged to effec


a landing of several tubs of spirits as fol
lows:


The lugger ran in shore as close a


possible, and the tubs were floated off ant


conveyed to snug Granny, there affixel


to pulley and then wound up to the toI


of the cliff, when they were conveyed by


the second man to third, who soon dis


posed of them in convenient stackyard


to wait till called for. But the snug


glers had 'reckoned without their host,


as the saying Is.


The sick list was merely sham, and
in less time than it would have served to
convey four tubs up the cliff from the


beach a shrill whistle from the smugglers
utpostannounced that danger was abroad
The smugglers on the beach regained
the lugger, and awaited the safe advent
of the rest, to sheer off; but it was too
late. George Gilbert, with four or five
men, was running to the scene of action,
the smugglers on the high ground were
intercepted, and after short conflict
were worsted, and retreated by Browns
order, leaving one of their number shot
through the body on the grass, and
Brown himself prisoner, though not be-
fore he had sent bullet through the hat
of one, and the leg of another of his as.
sailants.


He was dragged off to the Preventive
station, and there detained in safe Gus
tody till morning, when he could be ta-
ken before magistrate. During that
night he bitterly reproached Gilbert with
his treachery in turning his hand against
his former shipmates, and taking advan-
tage of the knowledge he had acquired
on board the Petrol, to capture her cap
tain. He then went on to ask his school
fellow if he thought mere foolish quar-
rel justified such hatred as his. For a
moment Gilbert looked at him with
smile of hate, and sternly replied


" Think you, Brown, that a petty
squabble like that would have readily
turned the old friend of twenty years
standing into life long foe, or that a
few blackguard words, followed by well
directed bullet from an idiot like you
could have made me what | am No it
needed something more than that. Lis
ten and you shall know secret. A year
or two ago loved deeply, and purely, and
truly-a village girl--mine was one hope
OF life. l loved-was rejected, after hav.
ing been deceived. l iorgavc that, and
would have carried the secret forgivingly
to the grave. She loved another, and l
was to furnish mirth for my rival. Well
lone evening l was walking out over
yonder Cliff. / saw her sitting by the
side of him she loved-I heard my name
mentioned with many heartless Jest by
her for whom had suffered so unrepin.
ingly. l heard enough to tell me that /
was moclled and sneered at by a false
coquette. My blood was turned to gall:
that night j swore q bitter oath--I have
kept the first part already--for that girl
was Kate Furness and that man was
yourself; you--John Brown--the prison
er of the coast guard tonight the com
mitted for trial to-morrow--thc trans
ported, if there be justice in the land, at
the next asszes. And will keep that
oath still further.


So saying he walked out and left the
prisoner to his reflections, which were not
of very pleasant nature. Not that the
stout heart of Brown feared for himself,
but for his wife and child. lie knew
that if he was transported, she would be
at the mercy of Gilbert in some measure;
and he knew enough of the ingenuity of
his captor to feel sure that nothing would
balk him of his revenge.


Brown was tried found guilty of
and firing, with intent to kill,
at two of his Majestys officers, &c., and
to transportation beyond the
seas "for the term of his natural life."-
There was yell of exccration from the
assembled crowd outside the Session
House as Gilbert passed QUITO which
that parsonage vouchsafed contemptu-
Gus sneer as sole reply.


And in few months the capture Of
the Petrol by the ever vigilant Gilbert
broke up Browns gang, and the story of
the trial and sentence was speedily for
gotten, save by the slnuggler's wife and
a few sympathizing smugglers With
one of these men he kept up cores
and thus knew every ything that
took place in his absence. But Gilbert
to have forgotten his old grudge
against Kate, and SO Browns heart grew
light on that score.


The revenue officer only bided his time
till he could wreak vengeance moro ter
ably through her son.


Twenty years had passed away since
the night when Jack Brown was taken
by the coast guard, and Mrs. Brown, who
was established by her relatives in shop
her girlhood's home, was with
her friends celebrating the birth day Of
her son Harry, fine young man who had
inherited from his father handsome face,
an athletic frame aud an adventurous a
spirit as his who was far away. His moth
or, who was calling to her mind her long
lost husband, and instituting fond com.
parisons between him and her wild boy,
regrctting that both shonld follow law
less life, when tap came at the door; 1t
was opened, and in walked Gilbert and