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"Are you coht you would never co before I killedthem apart to rouse her, she was so white and cold, and spoke so strangely "God forbid that I should die yet awhile, er serve you, then I shall not care how soon I die"

The eyes hich she gazed upon uns!" she cried, wresting her hands frouns! they shake the air And the screaht her wine and ently, over and over again, that there was no longer thunder of the guns or screa, tearless sobs ceased, and she rose from her knees, and let me lead her to the door of her cabin There she thanked me softly, with downcast eyes and lips that yet tre me first to wonder at that terror and e she felt, and finally to conclude that it was not so wonderful after all

We sailed on,--southwards to Cuba, then north again to the Lucayas and the Florida straits, looking for Spanish ships and their gold The lights yet burned,--now brightly, now so sunken that it seeh the next hour they ed not in that desperate masque; but we knew that, in spite of all endeavor, the darkness was co fast upon us

Had it been possible, ould have escaped fro new fortunes on the Spanish Main, in an open boat, sans food or water But the pirates watched us very closely They called gerated obedience, with laughter and flourishes; but none the less I was their prisoner,--I and those I had brought with me to that ship

An islet, shaped like the crescent moon, rose from out the sea before us We needed water, and so we felt our way between the horns of the crescent into the blue crystal of a fairy harbor One low hill, rose-colored froreen world below that canopy of giant bloom, a little silver beach onderful shells upon it, the sound of a waterfall and a lazy surf,--we s for the land came upon us Six men were left on the ship, and all besides went ashore Some rolled the water casks toward the sound of the cascade; others plunged into the forest, to return laden with strange and luscious fruits, birds, guanas, conies,--whatever eatable thing they could lay hands upon; others scattered along the beach to find turtle eggs, or, if fortune favored the, they swore, until the isle rang to their merriment Like wanton children, they called to each other, to the screa bloom-draped hill