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THE OHIOAOO EAGLE, ft SISTER'S VENGEANCE By GEORGE MANVILLE FINN CHAPTER XIV.-(Oontlnnl.) It was tho scoundrel' companion come it tho call for Iiclp, thought Humphrey; Jtnd he duns still In silence, wondering whether It wad too Into ni his strulned oyebslls Klored upward. "Where ore youV" wimo lu n husky voice. It was to stive hli life; but though Humphrey recognized the voice, he could not spenk, tor his tongue und throat were lrjr. "Are ysu hereV Hold on!" cried the Toko agnln; nnil then there wns tho sound ot KSmeone teellng nbout, but Jls lodglag nt.ncs, which kepi rattling down Id splashing below. "Where are youV" cried the voice above Humphrey; but still he could not reply. His hands were giving way, and he felt that his whole energy imixt be devoted to the fine elTort ut clinging to the lust rc he was plunged down Into that awful gulf. Hut the tnnn who clung to him heard the hoarsely wliNpernl question, and broke out into n wild scrlei ot appeals for help for mercy for pity. "For heaven sake, captain!" ho yelled, "save roe save met It was Black Maz jsard! He made me comet Do you hear? Help! I can't hold no longer! I'm fall ing! Help! Curse yon help!" At these cries thrilled him through and through, Humphrey was conscious in the darkness that tho hands he heard rust ling above him mid dislodging stones, ev ry fall of which brought forth a shriek from the wretch below, suddenly toiHi cd his, und then, os It spasmodically, leap ed to his wrists, round which they fast--cned with a grip like steel. To Humphrey Armstrong It was nil now like one hideous nightmare, during which be suffered, but could do nothing to free himself. The wretch's shrieks were crowing fainter, and he clung in an inert way now, while someone Hcemed to be muttering above: "I can do nothing more! I can do notu tag more!" but the grip about Hum phrey' wrists tightened, and two nrnis fretted upon his hands and seemed to press them closer to tho stones to which they lung. "Captain captain! Are you there?" , "Yen," came from close to Humphrey's face. "Forgive me, skipper, and help me up! I'll be faithful to you! I'll kilt Black Mattanl!" "I can do nothing." said the buccaneer, Bosrseiy. "You ore beyond my reach." "Then go and fetch tho lads and a rope. Don't let me fall into this cursed, watery crave." "It I suit my hold here, roan, you will both g down; unless help comes, noth ing can be done." "Then call help! Call help now, cap tain, and I'll be your slave! Curso him for leaving me here! Where' Joe Thorpe?" "He was killed by Mazzard with a Mow meant for me," said the buccaneer, lowly. "Curse him! Curso htm!" shrieked the mas. "Oh, captain, savo me, and I'll kill Urn for you. He wants to be skip per, and I'll kill him for you If you'll only- Ah!" He uttered a despairing shriek, for as he apoke a sharp, tearing sound was leard; the cloth he clung to gavo way, and itofore- lie could get a fresh hold Be WW banging suspended by the half-torn-off garb. He swung to and fro as he ssUerei one cry, and then there was an fwfol silence, followed by a plungo far Mow. Again silence and tho whispering and ktpplng against the sides more faint; then gargling sound, tho water beat once or twice, a fainter echo or two, and then what sounded like n sigh of relief, and a alienee that was indeed the silence ot death. Suddenly tho silence In that darkness waa broken, for a hoarse voice said; "Climb up!" "Climb!" exclaimed Humphrey, who seemed to have recovered his voice, while bis frozen energies 'appeared to expand. "Yes, climb. I can hold you thus, but bo mere. Try' and obtain n foothold." Humphrey obeyed as one obeys who eela a stronger will acting upon him. "Can you keep iny hands fast?" he aid. "They are numbed." "Yes. You shall not slip now. Climb." Humphrey obeyed, and placed bis feet upon a projection, strove and strained, and hew he know not, found foothold, drew himself up, and halt crawling, half, dragged by the buccaneer ns he backed up the slope, reached tho level part of tho passage between the entrance nnd the doorway of tho Inner temple, where ho subsided on the stones, panting, exhaust ed, and 'With dn icy feeling ruuulng through bis nerves. "Commodore Junk," ho whispered, hoarsely, as ho lay in the scml-darkness, "you havo saved my life." "As you saved mine." Those two lay there in the gloomy pas sago listening to the solemn whisperings and lappings of tho water, lly degrees, though, as tho heavy labored panting of their breasts ceuscd, and their heurts ceased beating so tumultously, a more matter-of-fact way of looking at their position came over them. "Try It you cau walk now," said tho buccaneer in a low voice. "You will bo better in your own place." "Ys-t"H'." replied Humphrey, ab ruptly; and once more there was Hilcucc, a silence broken at last by tho bucca- ueer. "Captain Armstrong," ho said, softly, at last, "surely we can now be friends?" "Friends? No! Why con wo?" cried Humphrey, nugrily. "Because I claim your life, tho llfo that I saved, as mine because I owe you mine!" "No, no! I tell you it is impossible! Enemies, sir, enemies to tho bitter end. You forget why I came out here!" "No," said tho buccaneer, sadly, "You came to tako my llfo to dfBtroy my peo- pie but Fato said otherwise, nnd you became my prisoner your life forfeited to met" "A llfo you dare not take!" cried Hum phrey, sternly. "I am ono ot the king's officers your king's men." "I bavo uo king." "Nonsense, man! You aro a subject of bis majesty King George," "No!" cried the buccaneer. "When that monarch ceased to glvo his people tho protection they asked, and cruelly nud unjustly banished them across the seas for no greater crlrao than defending n ister, that king deserved no more obedl- nM frmn ttinaa lin -vrnnepA." "Thn lilnir illil fhlal" anlil Hnmnhnir. wonderingly, as he gazed full In the speaker's face, struggling tho while to grasp the clews of something misty In bis mind. "The king! Well, to; but the people whom be Intrusts with the care ot bit laws." "Stop!" cried Humphrey, raiting him pelt ftfea oae arm and gsslug eagerly la the buccaneer's face; "a sister defended punished sent nwny for that! No; it is impossible! Yes ah! I know you now! Abel Dolll" The buccaneer shrank back, gazing at him wildly. "That is what nlways seemed Ktrug gling in my brain," cried Humphrey, ex citedly. "Of course, I know you now. And you wore sent over here a convict, and escaped." The buccaneer hesitated for n few mo ments, with the deep color golug and coming in his face. "Yes," he said, at lost. "Abel Dell escaped from the dreary plantation where he labored." "And his sister?" "You remember her story?" "Kcmcmhcr! Yes," cried Humphrey. "She disappeared from near Dartmouth years ngo." "Yes." "What became of her poor girl?" sold Humphrey, earnestly; nnd the bucca neer's checks colored ns the words of pity fell. "She joined her brother out here." "But he was n convict." "She helped him to escape." "I sco it nil," cried Humphrey, eagerly; "and he became the pirate nnd you be enmu the pirate the buccaneer, Commo dore Junk." "Yes." ' "Good heavens!" ejaculated Humphrey. "And the sister your sister, man the handsome, dark-eyed girl whom my cous in Oh, hnng Cousin James! What a scoundrel he could be!" It was the sturdy, outspoken exclama tion of nn honest Kngllsh gentleman, nnd as the buccaneer beard it, Humphrey felt his hand seized In n linn grip, to be held for a few moments nnd then dropped. "But lie's dead." continued Humphrey. "Let him rest. But tell mo the sister Oh!" A long look of nnolog? and pity follow ed this ejaculation, ns Humphrey recall ed the scene in tho temple, tho anguish of the figure on its knees, and the pas sionate words of adjuration and prayer. It was as If a veil which hid his compan ion's character from him had been sud denly torn aside, and a look of sympathy beamed from his eyes ns be stretched out bis band In a frank, manly fashion. "I beg your pardon." he cried, softly. "I did not know all this. I am sorry I have been so abrupt In what 1 said." "I novo nothing to forgive," sold the buccaneer, warmly, nnd his swarthy checks glowed as Humphrey gazed earn estly In bis eyes. "And for the sake of brave Old Devon and home you spared my life and treated me as you have?" "Not for the sake of brave Old Devon, said the buccaneer, gravely, "hut for your own. Now, Captain Humphrey Arm strong, can we be friends?" "Yes!" exclaimed Humphrey, eagerly, as be stretched out his hand. "Not" he cried. Icttlnglt fall. "It Is impossible, air. I hare my duty to do to my king and thoso I've left at home. I am your prisoner; do with mo as you, please, for, as a gentleman, I tell you that what you ask is Imposlblc. Wo aro enemies, and I must escape. When I do escape my task begins agnln to root out your nest of hornets. So for heaven's sake, for the sake of what Is past the dsy I cscapo provide for your own ssfety; for my duty I must dot" "Then you refuse me your friendship?" "Yes. I am your enemy, sworn to do a certain duty: but I shall escape when the time has come. I can say no more." CHAPTBlt XV. Humphrey Armstrong sat gating through the opening of bis prison at the dark forest vistas and dreamed of Eng land and its verdant fields and gold-cupped meadows. The whole business connected with the Dells come back to him, and with it the figure of the handsome rustic fisher girl standing ns It were vividly beforo him, and with her his cousin, the cause of all the suffering. "How strange it Ik," he thought again, "that I should be brought into contact with her brother liko this! Poor fellow! more sinned ngnlnit than sinning; and as for her " "Poor girl!" There was a slight sound as ot some one breathing hard, and tho buccanocr stood before him. He smiled gravely, and held out bis hand; but Humphrey did not take It, and they remained gazing at each other for some few minutes in silence, "Hove you thought better of my pro posals, Captain Armstrong?" said tho buccaneer at last. "Are we to be friends?" "It is impossible, sir," replied Hum phrey, quietly. "After what has passed I grieve to havo to reject your advances." "I can wait," said th buccaucer, pa tiently. "Tho tluio will come." Humphrey shook his head. "Is thcro anything you want?" "Yes," said Humphrey, sharply, "Lib erty." "Take it. It Is In my hand." "Liberty chained to you, Kir! No, Thcro ploco me under no further obligations. I will not fight against you; but pray un derstand that wjiat you ask can never be." "I can wait," said the buccaneer again, (quietly, as ho let his eyes rest for a few moments upon his prisoner's face, and then left tho room. Humphrey sprang up impatiently, and was about to pace tho chambor liko a wild beast in n cage when ho heard voices In tho corridor, and directly after Dinny entered. Tho man looked troubled, and stood listening, then ho stole to the cur tain and went dowu tho corridor, to stay away for quite n quarter ot an hour be foro ho returned. "He's gone, sor, safe chough. Falx, captain, dear, I falo as if I ought to be hung. "Hung, Dinny?" "Yes, sir, for treachery to as good a friend as I Iver had." "What do you meau, Dinny?" cried Humphrey, eagerly. "Mane, sor! Why, that all the, grate mln In tho world, from Caesar dowu to Pater Donovan, havo had their wake side, I've got inlno, and I'm a fallen man." "Speak out plainly," cried Humphrey, flushing. "That's just what I'm doing, sor," said Dinny, with a soft smile. "It's nature, sor. She was bad enough, nud thin you helped her. Ob, there's no folgbtlng ogen It! It used to be so In Olrcland. one says to the little birds In tho spring choose your partners, darlin's, the says, and they chose 'cm; and she said the same to human man, and be chooses bis." "Ob, Dinny, If you hadn't quite such a long tongue!" cried Humphrey. "Falx, it's a regular sarplnt, tor, for length, and just as desavlng; but as I was saying, what Nature says la nwW Olreiand In the spring she says oat ha in this baste of n counthry, where there's imythur spring, summer, autumn, nor wlnthcr nothing but a sort of moshnosh of sunshine nnd howling thunder storms." "And will you really help mo to es cape?" "Whisht, sor! What nre ye thinking nbout? Spnklng aloud in a counthry where the parrots can talk liko Chris tians nnd the threes lr full of ugly chaps, who sit and watch ye and sny nothing, but bowld tolght wld their tails, nnd thlu go nnd whlshper their snycrcts to one another." "You'll help me?" "Yls, sir, if ye'll go down on your bend ed knees nnd take un oath." "Oatht What oath?" "Nlver to Itethray or take part In inny thing ngen Commodore Junk, the thruest( bravest boy that Ivor stepped." "You ore right, Dinny. He Is it brave man, nnd I swear that I will not betray or attack him, come what may. Get me my liberty and the liberty of my men, and I'll be content. Stop! I cannot go so far as that; there nre my men. 1 swear I will not nttni'k your captain without giving him due notice, that lie may es cape! but this nest ot hornets must be burned out and my men freed." "Ah, well, we won't bngglea nbout thrl lies, sor. Swear this, Bor; Ye'll behuvu to the cnptnln like u giullcuinu." "1 swear I will." "Bedad, then, I'm wld v; nnd there's one more favor I'll bo asking ye, sor." "What Is It?" ','Whln we get safe home ye'll come and give Mlsthress Grconheys away." "Ye, yes, Dinny. And now, tell me what will you do?" "Sure, I'll have an ol on a boat, nud see that there's mjiiii; wnthcr and blsh kits nnd n gun in her; and thin, sor, I'll set light to the magazine, for It'll bo a rale plisurc to blow up thnt owld glntle man as is nlways leering nnd grinning at mo as much as to say, 'Och, Dinny, 1 know nil about the wlddy, nud first time ye go to see her I'll tell Itlnck Muzzard, nnd then, 'ware, hnwkt' " "But when shall you do this?" "First tolme It seems asy, sor." "In the night?" . "Av coorse, sor." ' "And how shall I know?" "Hark at that, now! Falx, ar'n't 1 telling ye, sor, thnt I'll blow up the mag azine? Sure, an' ye don't pay so much attention to It wheu ye go to shlccp that ye won't bear that?" "Of course I shall hear it," said Hum phrey, excitedly. "Thin, that's tho signal, sor; and when It goes fizz, be rlddy nnd wait till I klm to ye, and thin good-by to the rover's lolfe. Whisht!" A fortnight passed, during which the buccaneer visited his prisoner twice, ns It to give him on opportunity to speak, but each time In company with Bart. Both were very quiet nnd stern, nnd but few words were said. Everything was dono to mako the prisoner's condi tion more endurable, but the attentions now were irksome; and though Hum phrey Armstrong Iny listening for foot steps with tho greatest anxiety, fthose which came down tho corridor were not those he wished to bear. "One of them might bavo mannged to como and give me a word," he said, fret fully, as at last, weary ot watching the scintillations of the fire-flies in u distant opening, he threw himself upon his couch to try and sleep, feeling that he would be wakeful all night, when all at once. just as be felt most troubled, bis eyes closed, and be waa deep in a dreamless sleep, lost to everything but the terrific roar which suddenly burst forth, follow ing a vivid Dash of lightning, and, aa confused and bait stunned, Humphrey started up, all Idea of the proposed es cape seemed to havo passed away, and he sat watching for the next flash, listening for the next peal, thinking thnt this was a most terrific storm. No flash no peal but a confused buss of voices and the distant pattering of feet, while a dense, dank odor of explod ed gunpowder penetrated the forest, and entered the window closo to which the prisoner sat. "Dinny the escape!" he cried, excit edly, as be sprang from bis bed, for now a flash did come with almost blinding force; but it was a mental flash, which left htm quivering with excitement, as he sprang to the curtained corridor and listened there. A step! Dtnny's. Yes, he knew it well! It was coming along the great stone passage! "Quick! we shall easily get away, for they'll all crowd about tho captain, ask ing him what to do." Dinny led on rapidly till they reached the turning in tho direction ot the old temple.' Here they struck off to tho left, and found, as they cleared the narrow forest path, that the odor ot tho explod ed gunpowder was almost overpowering. Not a hundred yards away voices were heard speaking rapidly, and directly after they were silent, nnd the captain's words rang out plainly ns he gave orders to his people, though their import was not clear from tho distance where tho fugitives crept along by the edge of tho ruins. "Are you sure you nro right?" whisper ed Humphrey. "Itolght, sor; I nlver was tnoro so. Whisht! Are ye there?" "Yes, yes," came from down by tho side of a great wall. "Oh, Dlnuy, I was afraid you wcro killed!" "Kilt! Nay, my dnrllng, there's a dale o' life In me yet. Tak' howlt o' mo hand, one on each side,' und walk quick nnd shteady, and I'll have ye down by the sayshore, where the boat Is waiting, be fore yo know where yo nre." They started off at a sharp walk, paus ing at times to listen to the jnrgou of excited voices behind, hut rapidly ad vancing, on tho whole, toward their goal, (To be continued.) Und Discharged Ills Dnty. As an Instance ot President Hadlcy'a aptness lu mooting every situation or replying to every pertinent or imper tinent question, tho following story la told: At a reception given for him by an old friend some COO miles from Now Haven, one Individual with a better memory than tact asked him what be thought of tho recent baseball game. 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