Year: 1867

damaged, nothing being left him to de


fend himself against maltraton or arres


but his sword = the sword he had raisec


against the life of his father. Fortu


nately the night was dark, and by thi.


means he hoped to reach the city in safe
| ty. Taking a.beaten path leading to the


brink of the river, he hurried on at ra
pid pace, so as to find shelter before peo
/ pie had retired to rest; and cautious, also


of his recognition by any one abroad al


that hour. His journey was solitary, as


was his heart; and often would be turn
his eyes backward and look with melan.


choly sadness in the direction of the man.
sion. He reviewed, with pain, all the


mlsfortunes of the evening, and recol,
lected with vividness the scene in the


garden through all its horrid details


then his bosom swelled with agony at the
| fratricidal issue To raise his hand


against his own father = the thought was
humlllatlDg, and Frustrated his otherwise


manly heart. And Camilla = he shud-


dered and the consolation that be had
acted in accordance to her wishes buoyed


his dropping spirits that he did the best.
He saw in anticipation the sufferings that


she might expect at her fathers hand,
and even desired, inwardly, that her tor


menter should not survive the humiliation


he experienced that evening. To remain


long himself in any portion of the State


be knew would be dangerous, as the


Vaccinations of Gonsalvo would eventu-
ally discover his whereabouts, and visit


him with two fold retribution. He> de-


termined to seek safety far away, and


thus defeat for a time the vengeance of
his pursuer.


With this resolution he quickened his
step, and soon beheld the spires and tur-
rets of the city standing out in relief
against the dark sky The low humming
noise of traffic had not yet subsided. Wa
gons passed here and there; and groups
of people congregated about the street
corners engaged in conversation, and
more than once did they turn and look
after him as he passed. The taverns and
low gin shops were crowded with noisy
debaters, discussing the toptics Of the
day; clamor aud uproar were vociferatcd
with deafeping emphases, and by these
Austin concluded that lie must walk the
streets all night. His present appearance
might rouse suspicion and ultimately lead
to questions which he was most anxious
to avoid. However, he paused often in
his weary rambles, and Intercepted the
passer- by about the hour of the night,
and so forth. Cautious, as others in the
same unfortunate position, he shrank from
observation and counted the slow anxious
hours till dawn appeared over the broad
waters of the bay.


The ''Saragos.a" had weighed anchor in
the roadstead. Hundreds, either for
or to await the arrival of
their friends in the small steamer, which
carried ammunition from the shore to
the ships lying at anchor, paraded the
deck. The little " Beauty" pushed off
from the landing and steered directly for
the outward bound vessel. The eager
faces Of the crowd overhead were turned
about as the cry =" heave to, to port,
was vociferated from the lips of the pi-
lot; and the craft, by sudden and alb
rupt jerk of the wheel, buried its stern
in the trough of the wave, and rose from
the boiling sprays under the lofty bows
on the port side. There was rush upon
deck = the Beauty" grappled with the
main chains, and swung away. The pas
sengers were soon aboard, aud roll of
heavy smoke from the stern chase guns
annouced that they were already clear of
the roads. Austin Cameon stood by the
bnuacle, cold and wayward, yet tran
guilty, or ease of heart, told that he was
all well within His stained clothes sat
oddly on his fine fragile form, and con-
trasted with the elegant features and
mould of his juvenile face He soon bu-
sled himself with the other passengers:


What draft horse is mani How cap
able of endurance, and how supportable
under priyation and necessity. At home,
and we shudder to hear the storm driving
over the rugged and rocky summit of our
native mountains, = at sea, as we cling
to a rope or chain to support our stagger-
ing footsteps, the ocean rolling beneath
aud laundering again with fury over the
frail and creaking bark, aud We heed not
the tempest, nor the surf worn breaker
which lies 10 darkness below, ready to
shiver the deck upon which We tread, to
a thousand splinters. Our conscience in
Inmates not that we are to find our lasting
abode in the coral caves down in the dim
recesses of the ocean, while at our fire.
sides the spirit is haunted With hidden
images that present danger, and warn US
to prepare ourselves for the time to come.
Equally so in war = we fear not, but
bear the drudgery of life without the
solicitudes that crowd upon US
when inert and incapable of rousing the
nobler feelings at home. = Excitement.


Austin seemed to have forgotten all
his mishaps He wandered up aud down,
sometimes talking, laughing, and anus
ing himself, while anon, he mounted the
yards, and busted himself watching over
the distance for the first sail that should
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