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little child, Nolly Edgorly, like him an orphan, and the only offspring of tho sister of Mr. Lu roy, to whoso mercies she had been committed after the death of her parents. Her gambols and prattle—she was two years his junior—and ht>r secret whispers of sympathy caused his aching heart to warm towards hor, for she was the only being who witnessed his sufferings— and showed that she was sorry for him. Of all tho wido world, littlo Nellie Edgorly was tho only one he could love. Thus God orders one ray of sunlight to illumine even tho darkest dungeons of the hoart. At the ago of ton, finding that Walter would net die, Luroy determined to get rid of tho ob durate youth altogether. Who was to call him to account? Ho arranged for him to goto seaon along voyage, as a cabin-boy. Walter had a horror of tho sea. Ho had read in of shipwreck, pirates and drowning, and tho thought of meeting the terrors of tho ocean daily face to face, nearly drove him mad. Ho begged not to be sent away; shrieked and cried and clung imploring to tho knees of tho delighted fiend, who became tho more resolved he should go, the more he abhorred it. The captain, too, one John Hardiman, looked like a savage man to the timid, imaginative boy. A tyrant on shore was bad enough, thought Walter; but a tyrant on the lonely, desolate, treacherous, frightful sea, that was a horror ho had never thought to have experienced. "I don't care what you do with him," said the brutal Luroy, roughly, as they parted.— " Flog him every day, throw him to the sharks, if you like Only never bring him back to mo again." "Good-bye, dear Nelly," said tho sobbing hoy, as tbey kissed each other's chocks at part ing. " 1 suppose wo shall never see each other again." " Good-bye, Walter, but I hope wo shall." " And I hope not," growled Luroy, pulling her away. "I hop© you'll moot tho worst of fates," he added, scowling cruelly at Walter, " and bo food for the fishes before the voyage is over." The trembling boy of ten went aboard with dismal forbodings ; but God who marks tho fall of a sparrow, and tempers the wind to the shorn lamb and tho tondorest flower, kept watch over the frightened orphan, and through tho " dark cloud of heavy sorrow," from that time forth, poured tho sunshine of his prospering love.— Contrary to his expectation, Walter, in the oourse of his instructions as to his duties as a oabin-boy, found Captain John Hardiman a kind man. lio was a rough, bluff, good-hearted Jack tar, and when ho heard tho history of tho boys ill-treatment since his father died, he was amazed at the atrocity, and rosolvod to take tho boy under his especial protection, and advance him as fast as possible. Under his kind auspi oos, Walter soon became divested of all terror at the so-a, Yieeamo strong, hearty, and confident; and accompanying the captain on repeated voy ages, was made a thorough-bred Bailor in every sense of tho word, dividing his studies equally between nautical branches and tho ordinary knowlodgo of a common school education, and evincing great powers of application and a rapid proficiency. A rapid promotion followed, so that at tho age of twenty, ho was placed, through tho powerful influence of his benefactor, in command of a merchant ship. In this capacity he had ample ehaucos to show his enterprise in trading; and fortune smiling upon ail his speculations in for eign merchandise, at tho age of twenty-two, he found himself a woaltrry man. But through all the trials arid toils of these years of nautical exile, Walter Stanley never forgot his old perse cutor. Wherovor he went tho old scenes of agony wore fresh in his memory. Tho scowling face of tho tyrant of his youth was ever present to ex cite his revengeful hatred, and he determined to have a day of retribution yet. And, as if to keep alive and perpetuate the remembrance of tho scenes which he had undergone, while his ship lay in an Italian port, ho engaged a cele brated artist to portray upon canvass, at his dic tation, several of those scenes which wore most painfullyrecollocted by him. Thejpicturos wore done to the life, and the tyrant and his victim, suffering and inflicting, were again visible in terrible reality. The unexampled series of por traitures were brought home by Captain Stanley on his last voyage before the time he had set for the consummation of his rovonge. For twelve years he had not visited the city from which he had gone forth a trembling out cast. He was now a strong, bold, handsome and wealthy man, whom even Luroy, who thought him dead by this time, would have failed to rec ognize. In pursuance of inquiries, he soon as certained that Luroy still lived in the old house with his niece, who was now grown into the beauty of developed womanhood. But tho ty rant had become poor through deserved reverse*, and a neighbor informed Captain Stanley that he was about to force a marriage between his come ly niece, over whom he exercised a complete domination, and a wealthy merchant to whom she was betrothed, though averse, and through whom Luroy expected, by tho sacrifice of Nelly, an ample pecuniary reward. " You aro sun! ml\o doo.s not love hiru ?" usked Walter of his informant, " You would say so, if you could see her pale and sad face," was the reply. " The man has a selfish and brutal look and behavior, and is old enough to be the father of the young lady." Walter at once wrote to her, appointing time and place for an interview, and it was soon had. Each was amazed at the alteration in the other, and for a long time they dwelt upon the incidents of their youth. Walter recounted his adventures since they had parted, and told her how God had favored him since ho had escaped the clutches of the merciless Luroy. " But you have not escaped them yet, dear Nelly," continued he. " Yet you may, if it is your will to do so." "It is, indeed ! O, how I long for a friend and protector who will save mo from a marriage which will bo like death to me," exclaimed Nolly, vehemently. " I have suffered tho per secution of that flend till my heart is well nigh broken." " You shall suffer it no longer, Nolly. Be mine—be my wife. You are of legal age to choose. And I will make you mine with a dou ble joy, to think that in snatching you from his power and from future wretchedness, it will do much to pay off old scores." Nelly Edgorly gavo a joyful consent, and it was at once decided that tho marriage should bo solemnized on the following evening, at tho house of a friend, and under peculiar circum stances. Tho evening came. At midnight tho ship of Captain Stanley was to set sail, with tho bride and bridegroom on board, for a distant voyage. The move of Walter was a daring one. Dark ness had scarcely set upon the city when he and four trusty men of his crew called at the house of Luroy, and were admitted by him. Seizing a good opportunity, they gagged, blind-folded, and bound him hand and foot, and lifting him into a carriage, conveyed him to tho houso where the marriage was to take place. What was his horror and astonishment, when he was placed in a chair and tho bandage removed, to see be fore him Nelly Edgorly, attired as a bride, and clasping the hand of the stranger; tho four sail ors standing by as witnesses, and a clergyman in the act of performing the marriage ceremony 1 Ho struggled violently and strove to make an outcry, but the parties smiled, and ho strov«#»i vain. He was compelled to look and listen to tho rites which forever ruined his merciless and mercenary hopes, and which gave his persecuted niece to another than the man to whom he had thought to sacrifice her. It was a terrible spectacle to him ; but other torments were in store and at hand for him.— Tho bride and the clergyman retired together, tho latter, according to previous agreement, accompanying Mrs. Stanley on board the ship. Walter Stanley now advanced and made him self known to the enraged and despairing, but powerless despot of his helpless childhood. "Tobias Luroy, look well at mo! I see you do not know me. I am Walter Stanley—tlie poor, scourged, terrified and feeble boy, whom after years of atrocious cruelty, you sent forth to die, 01 live a miserable life, now stands before you, grown to manhood, and blessed by rank, riches, and a woman's love. He has lived to foil your heart's most cherished plan. Lived to snatch another victim from your hateful grasp, and now to administer to you a bodily punish* such as you so often inflicted upon him, in cow ardly and bloody secrecy. Look up, around these wiiiis r" he added, pointing to the frightful pictures which depicted the old atrocities of Luroy, and which had been hung there for the occasion ; " don't you recognize yourself and me in each of them ? Are they not forcibly depict ed ? Your heart answers, yes. But here is that which will give force to the delineation. strip the fiend at once, and flog him soundly; for it is my wedding night!" . The four sailors did his stern bidding with a will. Duroy was stripped and scourged with a ship's " cat," in such a prolonged and emphatic manner as caused him to remember to the end of a miserable existence, the kindred treatment he had inflicted upon the orphan boy. M The hour of vengeance is over now," said Stanley, to the writhing knave, " and I am sat isfied. Your disgrace is complete. I have saved an angel from your pitiless avarice, and I am fully revenged. Wo leave this place forever, Tobias Luroy, and may this hour never fads from your memory. Men, take him home to hi* vacant den again." Tho justly punished wretch was borne to his dwelling accordingly. The pictures,—unique memorials of childhood's days—were then born* aboard the ship, whore a wedding collation was being enjoyed by the crew. The clergyman took his leave, and within an hour tho gallant craft, her white wings spread to a propitious breeze, was bounding fast and far ovor tho dancing waters. Walter Stanley was revenged at last ; nor did the terribly confounded spirit of Tobiarf Luroy ever lead him to seek from law that re dress which would have given publicity to hi* crimes, and made him a scorned example before all tho world.