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SILVER STAR; I' 02, K She ~ o ti*All.lipred$ A TALE OF NEW J RSEY IN THE OLDEN TIME. BY COUSIN MAY CARLETON. NEW YORK: FREDRIO A. BRADY, Publisher, No. 24 Ann Street, " THE NEW YOI PUBLIC LIAllY I63845B ASTOR. I*NOX AT SILVER.. STAR; 1,94UATIO OR, CHAPTER L though not stout, with an extremely largo T HE Mi R MA I D. head, set on an extremely short neck, which Whoe'er has traveled life's dull round, made up in thickness what it wanted im Where'er is stages may have been, length. A complexion like unvarnished ma, May sigh to think he still has found hogany, witti a low, retreating forehead; *. His warmest welcome at an inn." pair of sharp, keen, glittering, hawk-like ey EEnaRED according to Act of Congress, in the year 1861, .- SussTOs. gleaming from under thick, scowling browsi; The time-late in the evening of a raw a grim, resolute mouth, expressive of the t C&ULDiVEw, aler wOnT* & WI'Y, April day, many a year, most probally, be, most unflinching do-or-die determination, fore you were born, my dear' sir or madam. made up a face that would hardly be associ. In the Clerk's Office of the District Court for the Southern District of New York. The sene--a long, bleak sirip of coast on the ated, in feviale minds, with the idea of love Jersey shore, washed by the bright waters 9 f at first-sight. This eloquent frontispiece was the flowing uIson. ~ rendered still further attractive by a perfect A low,- black, rakish-looking schooner, forest-of underbrush and red hair generally; *\ith a sort of suspicious look about it, strik- indeed, there was considerably more hair itgiy suggestive to nautical individuals skill- about his countenance than there seemed any ed in reading the expressive countenances of real necessity for; and his, tarl)aulin lit schooners in- general, had jiust come to an- crowned a head adorned with a violent mat chor out in the river, a short distance from of hair of the same striking color. The gen- tie shore; and a boat, a few mninutei after, tienan was dressed ia an easy, off-hand style, had put off from her, and landed two persons, that completely setat defiance all established rho sprang lightly out-; while two more;who civilized modes, withs nothing about him, save had rowed them ashore, leaned on their'dri- his sailor's hat, to betoken lie was a seaman. ping oars, and waited, as if for further direc- Yet such he was, and a captain, too: Captin tions. bNicholas Tempest, commander of the Fly-by- " You ean gobaek, now. I don't want you Night, at your service, reader.- owait for mue. I'll stop at the Mermaid to- A greater contrast to the gentleman just ht. f I want you, you know the signal; described than hi.; companion,eoull hardly od tell Sharp' Bill to keep an -uncommon have been found, search the wide world over. hap look-out. Come, my little Spanish Ile was a slender lad, of not more than six- ckey o' Norfolk ; put your best leg fore- teen or seventeen apparently, with a face most, hoist all sail, and let's bear down on that would have been feminine in'its exqui- that full-blown craft, Bob Rowlie, of the Mein. site beauty, but for the extreme darkness of mail inn." the complexion. Every feature was perfect, The speaker gave his companion a blow on as faultlessly chiseled as if modeled after the bae!. at this passage in- his discourse, some antique statue. His eyes were. large, that sent him reeling,-as well it might; and lack, and lustrous as diamonds; his short, then, with a coarse laugh, sprang, with,more crisp, curling hair, of jetty blackness; while agility than might have been expected from his complexion was darker than that of a his looks, over the wet, shingly, slippery Creole. Ilisforn was sjghit, graceful; and FILMBR & CO., beach, towards the high-road. elegant; his dress, odd, picturesque, and for- BLITrOTYPEe, He was a man of some forty-five or fifty eign-looking, and strikingly becoming to the ,7 Dwchat Y..Y years of age, short, brawny, and muscular,, dark, rich style of his beauty, A crimson THE MYSTERY OF FONTELLE HALL., SILVER STAR; OR, Captain Nick Tempest came to a sudden dividual, drawing himself up, aind fixing his sash was knotted carelessly round his waist; brightness of his Spanish leather boots, anl halt, and with his hands still in his pockets, flashing eyes on his companion's face. "Ive and a cap of the same c6lor, with a gold band smiling slightly as lie caught tie eon temptu' faced round in the middle of the road, his trusted in him, sir, and I'll back him against and tivssel, and a single black plume, was st ous glances Captain Tempes cast toward swarthy fatce flushed, and his brows contract- luck and Providence, and all the other sheet- jauntily on his dark curl', and gave him al- him, as he observed the action. ' Ard thus, ing with rising anger; but as his eyes fell'on anchors in the world. Luck! ugh !" said the together the look of a handsome little brigand, tie one chewing tobaceo- and plowing his the slight, boyish form of the other, he check- captain, with a look of disgust, as he let fly a just dressed for the stage. way straightforwardly along, in free and, asy ed himself, and said, in a tone of withering last volley of tobacco-juice. Tlhe hurly commander of the Flh-byNight scorn of mud and dirt, and the other step- scorn, as he moved on:- The boy would have smiled, but there was sprang ideetly up the rocks, flowed by the ping daintily, aid springing over holes and "Why, what an independent young gentle- a warning gleam in the fierce eyes of the cap- 'boy, until they left the beach, and struck out puddles, they marched algng in silence for a man we have here, so self-conscious and wise tain thit forbade it; so he said nothing, and on the straggling, unfrequented, lonely-loqk- season. that ie declines all help, and is going to be, -again they walked on for a sliort distance in ing road, with only one house in sight, as far Captain Nicholas Tempest, transferring iis gil life iinland he never set foot inbefore, on silence, and sulkiness on the part of the gal- as the eye could reach, and that 'one a low, quid, with an adroit roll of the tongue that the paritciple of letting every tub stand on its lant commander of the Fly-by-Night. dingy-looking place, with' a black, smoky bespoke long and accomplished practice, to own button. If you werea dozearyears older, "Is that the inn we are to stop at?" at chimney 'leaning pensively to onre side, and the other cheek, ,aid having discharged a I would twist your neek for you, for your in- length inquire.] the boy, Jacinto. two-vacant-eyed windows, that stared straight startling fire of tobacco-juice, gave his panta- solence. A Spaniard more or less is no great " Yes," said the ciptain, with a sullen before them with an idiotic, helpless-lookmrg loons a hoist, and ghrncing toward Iris com- loss in the world; and I have settled the hash growl, "that's the inn I'm to stop at. I don't gape, and a melancholy old door, that creak- panion, at length lifted up his voice and spake. of many a better marn than you will ever be, know anything about yours ; and what's ed and moaned dismally whenever it was "Well, my little shaver, your'Ve gat to for less than thit !" more, I don't care. You may go where you touched. Over this door was a flapping sign, America, at last, yon seeall safe in wind and "I have not the slightest doubt of it, sir," please." with an uncomfortable-looking female painted linib; through, by George, we did come pr t. said the lad, with so ready an acquiescence as Again that slight and seemingly irre ot it, who hel'I a comb in one hand,-ant .a ty near going to Davy's locker once or twico to sound like flattery, while a slight and al- sible smile flickered for a moment roun atahll pocket-mirror in the other, into which during the passage. Anid nrow what do you roost imperceptible smile broke for an instant lad's handsome mouth; but it wIns go' she was gazing withan expression of the most think of it, e?, Hardly equal to the 'vine- over his handsome face. reetly, end he was standing with hislh' violent astonishment, evidently lost in won- clad hills of sunny Spain,' you see, my lad. Oh, you hav'r't !' growled Captain Nick,, the captairis armr, and his dark brig,. 4r ins to how on earth she had evergot there- Rather ia dreary and desolate prospect, just slightly ollinied. "well, then, let me give,. .on bis gruff, surly face, sayin a sshe very well might, indeed ; for it was an at present, ain't it." you a piece of friendly advice : Don't,,- ical accents: uncoifortable, not to say. distresing,,place "Yes, somewhat so," said the lad, as ho tenipt to provoke Captain Tempest. Yoa b e, Captain Tempest, forgetf .for anybody to be, much less a mermai. A measure? intently with his eye a pool of wa- 'a passage over in my bark, and we've zhardl worth your w siing trait about tis lady was, that after ter in his path, and thi n leaped lightly over bread t gether, and been good friend have been go beg'n"inrg like any other reasonable Chris- it.