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TEE SPRINGDALE STORIES.
ENNI8FELLEN.
BY
MRS. S. B. C. SAMUELS,
A.UTHOR OB' “ ADELE,”-“ ERIC,” “ IIEEIIKRT,” “NETTIE’S THIAL,”
“JOHNSTONE’S FAEM."
BOSTON:
LEE AND SHEPARD, PUBLISHERS.
NEW YORK:
LEE, SHEPARD & DILLINGHAM, 49 GREENE STREET.
1871 .


Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1870,
By LEE AND SIIEPAKD,
In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington.
Electrotyped at the
Boston Stereotype Foundry,
19 Spring Lane.


AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED
TO
EDWARD CUNNINGHAM CALDWELL.


THE SPRINGDALE STORIES.
COMPLETE IK SIX VOLUMES.
1. ADEJLE.
2. BUIC.
3. HERB EXT.
4. NETTIE’S TBIATj.
G. JOHNSTONE’S FARM.
6. ENNISJ'ELTjEN.


PREFACE.
Enotsfellen is the last of the Springdale
Stories. Throughout the series I have en
deavored to show the importance of trying to
attain a high moral standard, and to impress
on my readers that little deeds and words of
kindness go very far towards making up the
sum of human happiness. I have endeavored
to show that honesty and integrity of char
acter are always recognized, and have the
greatest weight and influence ; and that injus
tice, meanness, cowardice, wrong doing in any
form is surely punished.
I have endeavored to teach my young read
ers the importance of appealing to and relying
on their Creator at all times, believing in and
trusting Him with a constant and unswerving
faith.
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6
PREFACE.
In the present volume I have given an ac
count of the methods by which some of the
most valuable edible fish are captured, and
have described , the breeding habits of some
of the shore birds.
The discovery of the smugglers’ cave, and
the plans for the capture of the outlaws, will,
I trust, prove not uninteresting.
The description of the Eton Montem will be.
recognized by many of my readers ; and the
building of the light-house is described from
actual fact.
If my efforts to entertain and instruct have
been in even a small measure successful, I shall
feel amply rewarded.
Trusting to soon renew with my readers
our, to me, pleasant intercourse, I now, for
the present, wish them a kind farewell. .


C.ONTENTS.
CHAPTER I. rAUE
Home for the- Holidays. ... . . . '. 9
CHAPTER II.
On Sear. Point. . . .. ......... 14
CHAPTER III.
Herbert’s .Welcome. . 25
CHAPTER IV.
The Fishing Excursion. ....... 32
. CHAPTER V.
In Pleasant Bay. 51
CHAPTER VI.
The Smugglers’ Cave. ........ 62
CHAPTER VII.
Watching the Smugglers. . .
73


CHAPTER VIII.
At School again 89
CHAPTER IX.
Hazing ... . 103
CHAPTER X.
The Visit to London. .. 115
CHAPTER' XI.
A Happy Meeting. 121
CHAPTER XII.
Eton Montem 133
CHAPTER XIII.
Justice and Generosity. . 146
CHAPTER XIV.
Tony’s Encounter with the Smuggler. . 159
CHAPTER XV.
Tony’s Courage prevails 164
CHAPTER XVI.
Building the Light-House. . . .
170


ENNISFELLE'N.
CHAPTER I.
HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS.
IN England all the universities and schools
close at Easter. Then every boy who
has a home turns his face towards it with
bright looks and a glad heart.
Easter, on this year, fell about the middle
of April. The school term was up at Eton,
and Herbert Stanley’s record showed that he
had gained another double remove, and borne
off in triumph from his less fortunate class
mates the three first prizes. His face
glowed with pleasure as he took his seat in
the train for Yorkshire. He looked eagerly
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forward to the greeting awaiting him at En-
nisfellen ; for what lad in all the realm could
take to his home a better record of the school
year? It was a long journey, but Herbert
thought it never seemed so long before. It
was, in fact, about two hundred miles ; and
that, a long jaunt at any time, is especially
so to a home-returning school-boy.
At York he left the express train which
went on to Edinburgh, and took a branch
road leading out to the sea, and passing
through a portion of his grandfather’s prop
erty ; and on this road a two hours’ ride
brought him to Ennisfellen. Here he found
.that no one had been sent to meet, him, he
being looked for on the next morning’s train,
which came by a shorter route. But Her
bert had been in too much of a hurry to get
home to wait for it.
He was a little disappointed now at not
finding any one at the station; but he knew
it was his own fault for not saying when he
should be there; and, resolving to be more


THE BEACH PATH.
11
careful next time, he asked the station agent
to look after his portmanteau till it was
called for, and then walked along towards
the house, taking the path among the rocks
on the beach.
It was twilight of a spring afternoon.
Fresh breezes swept gently from the western
sky. Leaves were blossoming on the trees,
the little birds were twittering sweetly as
they flew hither and thither in search of
straw and other building materials for their
nests, and the " busy bees” went droning by
in a very lazy. way.
Down on the beach great waves came
tumbling and tossing upon the yellow sands.
One after another they broke below the
water-line, and then curled backward to make
way for their followers ; and each succeeding
wave crept up higher and higher, until Her
bert had to scramble upon the rocks to save
getting wet feet.
" What a tremendous tide ! ” he exclaimed


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to himself; " I shouldn’t care about being
out on the Point rocks to-night.”
As he spoke he half turned towards the
Point, and catching a glimpse of a little fly
ing figure, he wheeled around suddenly, and
instinctively looked towards the dangerous
rocks.
The water had risen above them more
than half way, and there was something
strange in their appearance. Against the out
line of the farther point something wavered,
and reached towards the shore.
"They are sea-gulls, flapping their great
white wings,” thought Herbert.
But suddenly he shook from head to foot
with vague terror.
"It is Adele,” he cried, " and Ulric ! ”
There could be no mistake. Adele’s long,
golden curls floating back upon the breeze,
and Ulric’s slender figure, were plainly de
fined against the cold, gray rocks.
The pitiless water was steadily rising, and
white showers of spray even now hid their


THE CHILDREN’S PERIL.
13
forms from Herbert’s horror-stricken gaze;
but he knew they were motioning to the little
flying figure going over the rocks to Flam-
boro’.
"O, Heavens! they will be drowned,” he
murmured, clinching his hands and turning
white with fear. Then, as with sudden im
pulse, —
" Adele, Adele ! ” he shouted at the top of
his voice ; " the Gap ! the boat! ” and he mo
tioned towards the Gap, waving his arms.
They heard, or understood. Ulric stretched
out his hand to Adele, and both turned at
once, and climbed upward towards the Gap.
Then Herbert bounded over the rocks to the
boat-house, which was near, seized his long-
unused boat, and grasping the oars, put forth
every exertion to reach the Gap before the
rising tide should wash the children from
their foothold on the rocks.


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CHAPTER II.
ON SPAR POINT.
HE little flying figure Herbert had seen
going over the rocks to Flamboro’, was
Gracie Lee, the rector’s daughter.
Adele and Ulric had taken her with them
for a ramble on the beach, and Gracie had
insisted upon going to Spar Point in search
of gulls’ eggs.
Ulric knew where there had been a nest
last year, and thought they might be so
lucky as to find one now in its vicinity ; so
he and Adele climbed out upon the danger
ous rocks, forgetting that it was late, and
that the tide was coming in rapidly.
Fortunately for little Gracie, the heedless
children left her on the beach, where she


ON THE DANGEROUS ROCKS. 15
stood watching them with great interest, as
they searched for the nest.
"Here’s the one I found last year,” said
Ulric; " but there’s no egg in it.”
" Look higher up on the ledge,” suggested
Gracie.
"Yes,” said Adele, "we’ll go up on the
shelf; we’re sure to find them there if the
gulls have laid yet.”
"But isn’t the tide coming in? ” said Ul
ric, looking nervously towards the beach.
"No,” said Gracie; "I just threw in a
little stick, and it went away out.”
So Adele and Ulric began to climb up
ward. They had almost reached the ledge,
when Grade’s voice was heard shrieking, —
" Adele ! Ulric ! come down ; O, quick !
my stick has come back.”
"O, mercy! then the tide is coming in.
Hurry, Adele 1 ” cried Ulric.
Adele started so that she slipped and fell,
striking her head against the sharp : rocks.
"0, for pity’s sake, be careful! ” ex-


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claimed Ulric, springing to help her, fearing
she was badly hurt. .
f ' Be quick ! the water is covering the foot-
rocks,” called Grade’s warning voice.
"Run, Gracie, run for your father ! ” Ul
ric cried ; "Adele is hurt.” Then, as Gracie
sped away, conscious of the danger they were
in, he said, —
"Adele, we m,ust get ashore, and in a
minute we shall be too late.”
Adele, who had been only stunned, and
was not much hurt, gave him her hand, and
they began the descent. It had been hard
work to climb the rocks, but it was harder
still to descend them. They were wet and
slippery with the spray that now dashed over
them; for the water, so calm and deceitfully
smooth when they left the shore, was now
bumping against the Point with angry bursts
of surf. They could not hurry now ; they
must be careful; Adele’s fall had taught them
that; every step must be slow and sure.
When they reached the foot-rocks, they


Herbert’s signal. 17
had so lightly sprang over to climb the
Point, not a vestige of them was to be seen ;
and they found themselves cut off from the
shore by a strip of water too broad for them
to spring across, too deep for them to ford.
It was at this time, while wildly gesticu
lating to-Grade Lee, that Ulric saw Herbert,
away on the other shore. -
"Save us, Herbie ! Save us !” he shrieked.
They could not hear his answer; but, hap
pily, they understood the gesture of his
arms.
"The Gap! the Gap! It is our only
chance!” cried ...IJlric-; and sdzing Adele’s
hand lie drew her up again on the treacher
ous rocks.
Spar Point, like most of the. headlands
upon the Yorkshire coast, was . a limestone
cliff, and the Gap, to w r hich Herbert had di
rected- his sister and Ulric Carr, was a crev
ice near the topmost part, of ,the cliff..
Except in storms and very high tides, the
water never t reached to the rocks ; around the
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Gap, and it was so sheltered that boats were
often guided safely through it.
But now the tide, owing to the spring
freshets, would be very high, and the chil
dren, as they skurried over the rocks, re
membered the story of a man who, gathering
bits of spar at the Gap, had been washed
off and cruelly beaten upon the jagged rocks
by the pitiless water, until he was all man
gled and bruised to death.
Herbert was rowing towards them now
with all his might; he might save them, but
he had some distance yet to pull, and his
boat was leaking.
" How are we going to contrive ? ” asked
Adele, somewhat reassured, as she and Ulric
reached the Gap.
" Make haste, Herbie ; make haste.”
Herbert reached the Gap in safety. He
steadied the boat with one oar. Shoving the
other with the end of a rope to Ulric, he
exclaimed,—
" Tie it around Adele’s waist, Ulric, in the


CROSSING THE GAP.
19
- firm, hard knot I taught you. Then, Adele,
take firm hold, and I will pull you across to
me. Ulric, you must swim.”
It was only a dozen feet wide, —the space
that divided Adele from her brother, — and
Herbert was so strong he could easily have
pulled her to him. Ulric caught the oar,
and tied the rope firmly around Adele.
" She is ready,” he said.
"But I’m afraid,” cried Adele, shrinking
back.
"Don’t think of fear, darling,” pleaded
her brother; " it is your only chance, Adele ;
be brave.”
"Well, be quick! But O, the water is
cold, Herbie, and dark, so dark. If we only
hadn’t come out here ! Wait, Herbie; I
must say a little prayer.”
"I think I w'ould,” responded Herbert;
"we will ask God to take care of us all.”
"Now, brother; O, quick!”
But instead of pulling her towards him,
her foot caught in the crevice of a rock, and


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the weight of her body, struggling at the end
of the line, made Herbert lose his balance,
and he fell into the water.
Ulric plunged in after Adele, and suc
ceeded in gaining the boat with her. Her
bert, who was an excellent swimmer, re
covered himself instantly, and helped Ulric
to pull Adele aboard. Poor Adele was
white and trembling, and frightened half out
of her wits.
As they gained the boat a shower of spray
dashed over them, and the children shud
dered, for they knew then that ten minutes
more, and even the Gap would be concealed
by the rising tide, while before that time
the surf and spray would have probably
washed them off.
" We’ve got some tough work ahead of us
yet,” remarked Herbert, as he steered the
boat for the open sea. "Hold fast, both of
you, and sit still till I get beyond these
rocks.” .
Then he guided the little craft out from


GKATITUDE.
21
the channel, and turned her head to Flam-
boro’ Harbor.
" We will go to the rectory,” he explained,
" and Mr. Lee will carry us home. I do
not dare to attempt crossing the bay in this
wind; we’d get carried out to sea. Ulric,
you and Adele had -better work one oar for
me ; ’twill keep you from taking cold in your
wet clothes.”
" O, Herbie ! ” cried Adele, aS she crawled
along to a seat beside him, " how fortunate
for us that you came home to-night, and
came round by the beach, too ! Only think
of what might have happened,” she added,
with a. shiver of fear.
• "Yes,” answered Herbert, gravely, throw
ing an arm around her, and kissing her
sweet face, " we ought to be very grateful
to God, little sister, that our lives are not
lost.”
Adele leaned against his shoulder for a
minute, and tried to realize how thankful
she was not to lose her young life from this


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beautiful world. " And yet,” she murmured
softly, "if we had been drowned, Iierbie,
you and Ulric would have died nobly, trying
to save my life. 5 ’
"Don’t talk of dying,” cried Ulric. "Life
is sweet; and we are saved, with no greater
harm done than a thorough wetting, which
our healthy bodies need not mind. Adele,
it’s high time we shook hands with Herbie,
and gave him our good wishes and congratu
lations, and a welcome home.”
Herbert laughed. " I can imagine that I
was welcome,” he said. ‘
But Ulric was too excited to be satisfied
•with that. -He grasped Herbert’s hand, and
wruno; it nearly off, and then began hugging
O J ' o oo o
him, and by his manoeuvres nearly upset the
boat.
" Boat, ahoy ! ” shouted a familiar voice
near by.
It was Mr. Lee, Gracie’s father.
The little girl had reached her home with
the tidings that Adele and Ulric were upon


MEETING ME. LEE.
23
Spar Point, with the tide coming in rapidly,
and Adele injured by a fall.
The rector had instantly called his man,
and, taking the boat, started to their assist
ance. Proceeding towards the Point, he
met them coming from the Gap.
"Are you safe, children?” he asked,
anxiously.
"Yes, sir; yes, sir. Herbert saved us,”
cried Ulric and Adele in a breath.
" How thankful I am ! ” said Mr. Lee,
heartily. "Herbert, lad, welcome home.
When did you arrive?”
" But an hour ago,” replied Herbert. " I
was walking up to the house by the beach
path, and saw them on the rocks.”
" And you are all dripping wet! ”
"Yes, sir; we’ve all been in, and had a
narrow enough escape of it.”
" Heaven be praised that you are safe ! ”
exclaimed Mr. Lee, reverently. "Never be
so heedless again, children.”
" And now,” he continued, " throw your


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painter to Andy, Herbert, and we’ll pull
you in.”
So Herbert tossed the rope over to the
other boat; Andy grasped it, and made it
fast; and then his powerful arms, wielding
the oars, soon brought them to Flamboro’
“Harbor.
Mrs. Lee had already provided for them
warm, dry garments . from her own, the
rector’s, and Gracie’s wardrobe, and after a
nice dinner, of which they partook with
appetites sharpened by their adventure, she
sent them all home to Ennisfellen in the
rectory carriage.


SAFE AT-HOME.
26
CHAPTER III.
Herbert’s welcome.
T the hall door mauma stood, anxiously
looking out for them.
"Well, well,” was her greeting, "how.
you do'look, Miss Del, honey ! an’ Massa
Ulric, too. An’, sakes alive ! if there ain’t
Massa. Herbert, with, the minister’s black
frock on ! ”
"What is it, mauma?” inquired the
grandmother, coming out into the hall from
the cheerful dining-room; then, seeing the
children, she exclaimed, —
" My dears, how could you stay out so?
I have been quite worried about you. Why?
Herbert! you here, lad? When did you
come ? ”


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But before Herbert could answer, or
return his grandmother’s embrace, Adele
and Ulric burst in with an account of their
dangerous position, and their rescue by
Herbert.
For some time the children had been plan
ning a fishing excursion with Herbert when
the Easter holidays came, and Mrs. Nichols
had given an unwilling consent to the pro
ject ; but now she declared they were riot
fit to be trusted upon the water, and was
only prevented from positively forbidding
the excursion by Ulric’s happy suggestion
that Herbert had saved them from drowning
on the Point, and would not be likely to let
them get into danger while he was with
them.
"Can’t you trust me, grandmamma?”
Herbert asked. " Don’t you think I know
how precious life is? And do you think I
would endanger that of my bonny little
sister, or Ulric?”
" No,” said his grandmother, reassured,


THE EASTER EGGS.
27
"you are not so giddy-pated as to roam over
dangerous rocks when the tide is setting in.
And as the children have so set their hearts
upon going, and your grandfather has taken
great pains to provide you with fishing-tackle,
I shall have to consent, I suppose.”
"0, thank you, thank you!” Adele and
Ulric cried, dancing around in their miscella
neous costumes, and hugging and kissing the
indulgent grandmother, till Herbert declared
they should no longer victimize her.
" And where is my grandfather?” he asked,
as Mrs. Nichols led the way to the parlor.
"I haven’t seen him yet.”
" He went to the station for a parcel from
York.”
"Then he’ll find out that I am here; for
I left my portmanteau there,” said Herbert.
"Miss Del,” said.old mauraa, appearing
at the door, "Max has come in, an’ brought
a lot of eggs for you. I’ve got the colors all
ready, an’ you’d better come down an’ put
um in.”


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ENNISFELLEN.
My American readers must know that
JPasch eggs iare a feature upon Easter — all-
important to the children of England.
It is usual to boil the egg s very hard, and
dye the exterior in various styles; and the
cooking and coloring are always done by the
children.
So Adele and Ulric ran down to the
kitchen to superintend the -boiling and dyeing
of their cherished eggs, and Herbert was left
with his grandmother, whom he entertained
with stories, of his school life.
, Mr. Nichols came home before the chil
dren returned to the parlor, and greeted his
grandson affectionately. He was very proud
of Herbert’s character and scholarship, and
had just received a letter from the head of
the school, speaking of the lad in such terms
as to make him prouder yet.
Herbert had his prizes in his portmanteau,
and these were now drawn forth and admired.
They were all handsomely bound and valu-


PLANNING.
29
able books, and the lad was well pleased
with them.
After asking various questions about his
life at Eton, and his friends and companions
there, Mr. Nichols referred to the projected
fishing excursion.
" I suppose you know the children expect
you to devote yourself to them entirely, while
you remain,” he said; "and this plan they
have had laid out since your last visit.”
"Yes, sir,” answered Herbert, "I am glad
to be able to furnish such a pleasure for them ;
and, indeed, I expect to enjoy it vastly my
self. We shall have to go Monday or Tues
day, sir; for I’ve promised my cousins a
couple of days. Morton is candidate for the
Montem.”
"I hope he will be successful,” said Mr.
Nichols. " Ulric is to go back to school,
you know; his guardian wishes it; but he
will still spend his vacations here. I must
take Adele to see the Eton Montem.” ,
"Yes, she would enjoy it greatly,” Her-


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ENNISFELLEN.
bert said ; and then he sent word to Max
to have the boat ready for them early Mon
day morning.
The children came back, having safely
deposited the eggs in the dye. They were
tired enough with the day’s excitement, and
were quite ready to seek their couches ; so,
after displaying to their admiring eyes Her
bert’s three prizes, Mr. Nichols summoned
the servants to prayers, in which he asked
for a blessing upon all, and gave thanks for
the children’s safety. Then all joined in
singing a hymn of praise, before they parted
for the night.
The next day was Sunday. The children
laid aside their plans and projects, and spent
the day in the quiet, orderly manner which'
was usual at Ennisfellen, walking with Her
bert across the fields to the church, and there
listening to the glad story of the Savior’s
resurrection.
Monday was stormy, and they were obliged


SCATTERING THE EASTER EGGS. 31
to put off their excursion, but had a merry
day of it at home.
Adele’s Easter eggs were bright and beau
tiful, and of every imaginable color; and she
and Ulric had great sport, while riding out
with Herbert in the afternoon, in tossing
them to the village children, and feeing them
rollick and clatter among the bright prizes,
and cheer for Easter cracking eggs.


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ENNISFELLEN.
CHAPTER IV.
THE FISHING EXCURSION.
HE morning for the excursion had ar
rived, and all was bustle and excite
ment at Ennisfellen.
Ulric, who had looked forward to the
event with the most sanguine expectations,'
was awake before chanticleer had given his
first summons, and was up and dressed, and
giving a final look at his fishing-tackle, be
fore the servants had begun to stir.
Adele also was awake and ready at an
astonishingly early hour; and as she passed
by Herbert’s door, she called to him to as
sure him that the morning was. a glorious
one.
Her surprise at his being still asleep when


MAKING PREPARATIONS. 33
she called to him was noticed by Ulricj who
remarked, half by way of excuse, half of ex
planation, that Herbert was no stranger to,
such expeditions, and could not be expected
to have quite so much excitement in joining
in them.
The truth was, however, that Herbert had
spent a good share of the night in preparing
an extra supply of tackle for Adele’s and
Ulric’s use ; for it was his intention to make
the most of the day, and give them as great
a variety of sport as was possible.
So he prepared hand-lines with delicate
hooks for use among the flat fish, which live
on the bottom of the sea; strong lines for
cod, a number of which had been lately
caught off the shore in Pleasant Bay ; a long-
handled dip-net with which a chance lobster
might be overtaken; and a variety of other
tackle for emergencies which might arise; for
Herbert was a very thoughtful lad.
All this took time, and to that in making
these preparations must be added the long
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34 :
ENNISFELLEN.
examination and consequent approval lie be
stowed on a new and splendid bass pole
with line five hundred feet long-, and jin
gling- reel, which grandfather Nichols had
presented him with on the day before. So it
is no wonder that Herbert was not awake at
daybreak.
The others did not have to wait for him
long, however, for, hurrying on his clothes,
lie was soon ready for breakfast, and he
joined Ulric and Adele just as they were
taking their places at the table.
Their grandparents had not come down,
for the hour was yet a very early one ; and
on the night before, they had given them
their kind wishes and parting cautions for
the excursion. But rnauma was up, and
made coilee for them.
A lively breakfast was that ! Ulric chat
tered like a mill-elapper, telling of the strong
and active fishes he was to conquer, and
how lie would use all the arts he had ever
heard of to allure the finny ones to his hook.


AN EARLY S T A 11 T .
35
Adele was full of bright anticipations of
the pleasant sea, and glorious sky, and balmy
winds wafting them about upon the bright
and sparkling waves.
As for Herbert, without talking as fast as
the others, he had many a kind word and
pleasant assurance of a day’s enjoyment.
Altogether it was a breakfast to be remem
bered.
The sun was hardly an hour , high when
the party, provided with tackle, bait, and
water-proof cloaks, as a provision against
possible showers, and preceded by Max,
bearing a hamper filled with a generous lun
cheon, embarked on Herbert’s beautiful boat,
the Ariadne, and, casting off the moorings,
started for the fishing-grounds.
Hoisting the snow-white canvas, Herbert
took his place at the rudder, and the fresh
morning breeze comino’ in from the outer
ocean soon caused the little craft to breast
the waves most merrily. Herbert was al-


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ready quite a yachtsman, and he handled his
boat with no little skill.
The surface of the water was rippled by
the breeze, but the waves were not high
enough to make the children feel in the least
uncomfortable ; so, adjusting themselves in
pleasant positions, they watched the passing
vessels and the shore, enjoying all the glories
and beauties of the scene through which they
were moving.
The distance to Pleasant Bay was about
fourteen miles along shore, and many changes
of crag and beach, and cliff towering almost
up to the clouds, and breadth of silvery
strand, did they pass by.
In crossing a cove, surrounded by rocky
bluffs, they passed a long line of cork floats
bobbing on the surface of the water with
every ripple.
Adele and IJlric, who had never seen any
thing, like them before, wondered what they
were, and why they had been put in such an
out-of-the-way place.


THE LOBSTER BOYS.
37
"What are they, Herbie? What are they
here for ? ” they asked.
" They are lobster buoys,” explained Her
bert.
"Lobster boys!” cried Ulric and Adele,
incredulously; "lobster boys! O, Herbie,
how can you?” they added, laughing.
"They really are, though,” replied Her
bert, quietly ; " they are placed. there anch
ored to lobster traps on the bottom.”
" To lobster traps! ” exclaimed Ulric,
eagerly; "let’s haul one up, and see what
there is in it; perhaps we may find a lobster
or two already caught for our own use.”
"Ah, Ulric, that would by no means do ;
we should have the fishermen down upon us
in a jiffy,” said Herbert.
" Fishermen ? ” said Adele, inquiringly.
"Yes,” replied Herbert; "they are there
on the beach at the farther end of the cove ; ”
and he pointed to a boat drawn up partially
out of the water; and near it were grouped
three men, who were evidently fishermen.


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"O, yes, I see them,” said Ulric; "but if
we hauled up one of the traps just to see
what there is in it — Holloa ! we’ve passed
them all,” he exclaimed, as the boat glided
by the last of the cork floats.
"Never mind, Ulric,” Herbert said. "You
will have another chance shortly to see one,
for in Gibraltar Gove, as the fishermen call
it, which we shall soon come to, there is
another lot of traps, and I will haul one up
and show it to you.”
"And in the mean time, Herbje, suppose
you give us a little account of the habits of
these animals, and how they live,” suggested
Adele.
"Yes, do,” said Ulric. I — ”
Here Max, who had thus far kept quiet
for fear of seasickness, which, however, did
not trouble him, uttered an exclamation, and
pointed to the open sea beyond.
All looked in the direction to which he
pointed.
The whole surface of the water seemed to


INTELLECTUAL FISH. 39
be alive with fish. The ripples and waves
were broken and ruffled by a thousand strug
gles, and eveiy now and then numbers of
bright, ' sparkling fishes sprang out of the
water, and fell back with a splash.
"Why, what is it?” cried Ulric; "there
seems to be a whole ocean of golden, shining
fishes.”
"That is nothing but a school of herring,”
said Adele, in reply. She had seen just such
another gathering before.
" Schools of herring! ” cried Eric, laugh
ing. " A little while ago Herbie told us of
lobster Jjoys, and now we ’hear of herring
schools. I suppose fhe codfish go to Sun
day school and church.”
"Not quite that,” Herbert answered. " I’ll
tell you all about the herring after I’ve told
you about the lobsters.”
" See now, we are just entering the school:
what a scattering and splashing there will be ! ”
As he spoke, the boat glided among the
fis-h noiselessly; but as it advanced they


40
ENNISPELLEN.
crowded against each other, diving and floun
dering, and opening a wide path through
their numbers for the passage of the boat.
Suddenly, from some cause, they all simul
taneously sank from sight, and the water was
quiet again.
" Why, they’ve all gone ! ” cried Adele.
“Yes, they are gone to the bottom,” said
Herbert; " they sometimes take alarm from
some sound or motion, which ordinarily
would not disturb them, and sink as you
have seen them.”
"And now, Herbie, tell us about the lob
sters,” said Adele.
"I will, after we have examined a wicket
or trap,” Herbert replied. "Here is another
lot.”
As he spoke he turned the rudder so as to
bring the head of the boat to the wind, and
directed Max to drop the anchor.
As it went over the side and sank to the
bottom, it drew out nearly the whole line to
which it was attached, and Ulric feared that


EXAMINING THE LOBSTER TRAPS. 41
there would not be rope enough; but shortly
it gave a jerk, and the boat remained still,
and, fortunately, close to one of the cork
buoys.
Reaching out with the boat-hook, and pull
ing the buoy in, the wicker trap soon rose to
the surface, and in it were discovered three
lobsters, one very large, and the others
smaller.
"Why, they are green !” exclaimed UlriCj
whose knowledge concerning these animals
had heretofore been confined to boiled speci
mens.
" Living lobsters always are,” replied
Adele, again better informed than Ulric.
"But how did they get into the trap?
through that little hole in the side ? ”
"Yes,” answered Herbert; "you will see
that there is a bait of fish offal in the cage,
and that w r as what attracted them. It is by
just such fishing, if we can so call it, that
nearly all the lobsters biought to market are
caught.”


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ENNISFELLEN.
"But why do they not swim out again?”
questioned UJric. "I think that they are
very silly to be caught in so simple a. trap.”
"It is difficult, almost impossible, for them
to pass out, after they have entered the door;
for, as you see, it springs to on the inside,
like a rat trap, and holds them in.”
"Aren’t they funny-looking wretches?”
exclaimed Ulric. "Their eyes literally stand
out of their heads ; and those huge claws of
theirs, they handle them like big tongs.
Are their shells hard before they are boiled !”
As he spoke he poked a finger into the
trap, and was just on the point of seizing
one of the large claws, when Herbert quick
ly pushed his hand away.
"You must be careful, my inquisitive Ul
ric ; if you get a finger in those claws you
will regret it. See, a pinch on this piece
of wood grinds it apart.” .
As he spoke he thrust a stick into the
claws of the large lobster, which with one
pinch cut it asunder.


THE LOBSTER’S HABITS. 43
" My gracious ! ” exclaimed Ulric ; " ’twas
lucky you pulled my hand away. I had no
idea the wretch was so strong in the jaws.
I cannot comprehend why an animal living,
as a lobster does, on the bottom of the
ocean, .should have such biters.”
"I know,” again exclaimed Adele ; "the
fishermen, who sometimes bring lobsters to
Ennisfellen, told me all about it. They say
that these animals use their claws in tear-,
ing up and cutting the sea-weeds on which
they feed. You know, Ulric, how tough
some of the cdgce are, and the lobster needs
strong claws to pull them apart. I never
could understand, however, how the creature
grows. I asked' the fishermen, but they
never could explain it to me, and I don’t
believe they know themselves.”'
"O, well,” exclaimed Ulric, " that is just
what Herbert is to tell us about; and now
we are all ready to hear.”
"■Very well,” replied Herbert; "but as I
can explain as well while we are sailing,


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ENN1SJ ELL'EN.
and we should be on our way to the fishing-
ground, we will drop the trap back again,
and start.”
As he spoke he let the wicker basket
sink again to the bottom, and, directing
Max to hoist the anchor, the boat was soon
flying before the breeze.
" The habits of the lobster,” began Her
bert, " are full of interest. Like all the
crustaceans, the animal has its season of
moulting, and the devices it puts into execu
tion, and the caution that it has to observe
while moulting, are highly amusing.”
" Moulting ! ” exclaimed Ulric, in astonish
ment ; " I never before heard of a fish
moulting. What do you ’mean?”
" I mean simply that, in order to grow,
every lobster, crab and shrimp is obliged
to cast off its outer skin or shell at intervals,
and have a new one grow over its body.”
" How singular ! ” observed Adele.
"Yes, it is,” replied Herbert. "During
the early period of the animal’s life it is, of


MOUL TING.
45
course, obliged to cast its shell often ; in the
second year every two months ; but, as the
size increases, a new dress is less often re
quired, till at last, when fully grown, its
armor grows, as it were, rusty, and becomes
coated over with parasitic shells and plants.
I have seen specimens almost covered with
plants, and as they walked over the sand
beneath the water, they resembled the walk
ing forest that Macbeth saw.”
"But how do they get their shells off?”
inquired Ulric, impatiently.
"That is just what I am about telling
you,” replied Herbert. " When the lobster
finds that he is growing altogether too large
for his clothes, and that if he eats any more,
or grows fatter, he will be in danger of apo
plexy, he retires to a quiet nook in the rocks,
where no other lobster or other enemy lurks,
— for everything in the ocean is the lobster’s
enemy when he is moulting, — and there lives
in strict seclusion for several days. Like a
hermit, he lives and fasts, and soon the


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shell becomes detached from the emaciated
body within, and over this is formed anew
but tender skin, still within the shell.
' f As soon as the lobster feels that this
skin is formed, every effort is made to get
out of the covering shell. After a while
the armor splits along the back, like a ripe
seed husk, and this offers a means of
escnpe.
"After great tu£<nno; and wri^linor, the
legs, tail, and claws gradually follow the
body. Of course the large claws give the
most trouble; but the lobster perseveres,
and, after a while, the flesh is drawn out of
the claw shell like a piece of india-rubber;
but it instantly resumes its ordinary shape.
"Now, of N course, after' 5 such violent
exertions, the.poor lobster is exhausted, and
as it is covered with nothing but thin skin,
it is totally unfit to protect itself from the
attacks of other lobsters and fishes; so
the animal keeps alone as much as possible,
and eats only when no danger threatens.


THE OLD MAN’S HEAD. '47
" It is only when the skin is thin and
elastic that the lobster grows; but this it
does surprisingly fast, and one. would hardly
think that the; fleshy mass,; which is some
times seen lying helpless beside the perfect
shell, so much smaller than it, was ever
contained in the armor. It reminds us of
the gigantic genii of the Arabian Nights,
which came out of the jar when the fisher
man raised the lid.”
" How strange it all is ! ” observed Adele,
musingly.
"And' do all the crabs and other crus
taceans moult, in--this w r ay? ” asked Ulric.
"Yes; and it is while the outer shell is
removed that the .crab is considered most
valuable as food,” replied Herbert.
"But see, we are approaching the Old
Man’s Head.”
As he spoke he pointed ahead to a jutting
rock, crowned by a-high crag, which, as
they approached it, bore a faint resemblance


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to the outline of an old man’s head, with
peaked chin, and nose, and long beard.
"Beyond is Pleasant Bay,” added Her
bert, " and when there we have come to the
fishing-ground. Max, when we have passed
the point, be ready to drop the anchor.
And, Adele and Ulric, you must keep quiet
while I am lowering sail, and not fall over
board.”
Max seized the anchor, and stood ready
for the word, and Herbert, just as the boat
passed the point, but while the eddies which
swept around its rocky base rippled about
the boat’s stern, turned the tiller, cast loose
the sail, at the same time ordering Max to
drop anchor, and in a half minute the boat
was at rest.
" Now we’re ready' for fishing,” said
Herbert.
Ulric scrambled for the lines and tackle.
Their anchoring-place was just abreast a
huge rocky cliff, which towered above them
many hundred feet; beyond was the quiet


AT ANCHOR.
49
water of Pleasant Bay, a most lovely nook,
having for its two outer bounds rocky cliffs
stretching out like huge iron gauntlets to
protect the quiet water and beautiful little
beach which bounded its inner corner.
Above, the skies were bright. Around
them the waves were rustling and struggling
as they rushed towards the rocks, and then
fell back laughing, as if it was jolly sport
to wash the cliff all day long. Flying
above their heads, the gulls and terns were
casting inquisitive glances towards them,
and high up on the rocks their nestlings
were calling to the parent birds to know
what the intruders wanted.
All these things were hardly noticed by
the party, for fishing was their errand, and
. no time was to be lost in getting about it.
Herbert had chosen this anchorage for a
first attempt among the sea-bass. He knew
that in the lively water which bubbled and
splashed about the cliff those beautiful fish
are found, and he was impatient to make an
4


50
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attempt, at least, to catch one. He had
with similar tackle to that given him by his
grandfather captured salmon, but he had
never had an opportunity to fight with the
bass.


FISHING FOE BASS.
51
CHAPTER Y.
IN PLEASANT BAY.
MAX had baited the cod-hooks and
lowered the lines, and Ulric and
Adele were patiently waiting for a bite,
before Herbert had got his rod and line
in order; but in a few minutes he, too, was
ready for work, and, baiting his hook with a
minnow, he made a cast among the waters
which bubbled and foamed at the base of
the cliff.
In order that my readers may understand
my description of Herbert’s fishing, I will
explain some points with which they may not
be familiar.
In fishing for bass and other game fish,


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scientific fishermen use a different tackle from
those who make fishing a business.
A sportsman would scorn to shoot a game
bird when perched, just as an ardent fisher
man would disdain to capture a salmon with
a seine. Game fish are to be treated as
game, and accordingly the nicest and most
perfect weapons are to be used against
them.
A bass rod is made jointed or otherwise,
but pliable and strong, and along its length,
as with the salmon or trout rods, are little
rings, through which the line is passed ; this
is not fastened to the small end of the rod,
but passes through another ring. At the
butt, or large end, is a reel or wide w 7 heel,
for the purpose of holding many yards of
line. By pulling upon the line it unreels,
and by turning the handle of the reel it is
wound up.
Herbert’s line was five hundred feet long;
and this, even, is not so great a length as
many use when fishing for bass.


adele’s catch .
53
Herbert’s cast was rewarded by no bite,
and he was obliged to make the effort again
and again, throwing the baited hook far out
among the ripples.
He was obliged to keep the bait constantly
in motion, for the bass is so dainty a fish that
a dead minnow has no attraction for him. It
is the same in fishing for trout or salmon —
where artificial flies are used, one is obliged
to keep them constantly moving.
Ulric and Adele had hand-lines, with which
the cod were to be pulled up hand over hand.
Their bait rested quietly near the bottom.
While Herbert was casting, Adele sud
denly felt a heavy tug, a jerk, and pull, as
if something large and strong was trying to
pull the line away from her.
The sensation was a novel one. She had
been fishing before, but had never caught a
fi*h ; and now to feel this great thing pulling
and tugging at the end of her line was very
trying to her nerves. A cold chill ran over
her, as thoughts of sharks, whales, mer-


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maids and mermen, darted through her
brain. She gave a little shriek, and cried
out, —
"O, Herbie, something dreadful has got
hold of my line.”
And then her courage failed her, and she
let go of it, and down it slipped into the
water.
" You little goose ! ” shouted Ulric, fran-
ticly ; " it was a cod.”
He made a rush for the line, but Max
seized him just as he was on the point of
slipping overboard. Otherwise there would
have been a cold bath for Master Ulric.
The excitement, fright, and Ulric’s impo
lite remark, were too much for Adele, and
tears, which could not be restrained, rushed
to her eyes.
Ulric, on the instant, saw them, and felt
sorry for his quick speech; but before he
could speak he felt a strong, heavy tug at
his own line, and with a sudden jerk began
to pull it in.


UL RIO’S SEA-POACHEE. 55
Max, who, as soon as he had seized Ulric,
and placed him on his feet, had moved to the
forward part of the boat, also had a bite,
and Adele’s tears were quickly stopped by
the excitement of watching Max and Ulric
land their fish.
In a few seconds Ulric had his fish to the
surface, when, with an exclamation of dis
gust, he cried, —
" Pooh ! it’s only a sea-poacher, a sculpin I ”
Max at the same time drew up his fish,
which proved to be a splendid great cod,
over three feet long. Taking it from the
hook and killing it, he brought it to Adele,
saying,—
"Miss Adele, I present you with the first
fish which you caught.”
Then, to her look of inquiry, he said, that
when he baited her hook, he took the precau
tion of tying the end of the line to the boat,
anticipating a possibility that it might be
dropped, or that a large fish might seize the
hook, and she be unable to hold it.


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ENNISPELLEN.
"So, Adele, you caught the first fish, after
all,” said Herbert; "and as for Ulric, he
ought to catch nothing but poachers all day,
for calling you such an unkind name.”
Poor Ulric ! the disgrace of catching the
first sculpin, and Herbert’s rebuke, were
hard to bear ; but throwing the fish back into
the water, and again baiting his hook, and
throwing it in, he, with Adele, whose line
was again in the water, waited for another
bite. Max, who had also prepared a tackle
for himself, was waiting his luck with the pa
tience given to the traditional fisherman.
Herbert, who had been casting for several
minutes with a minnow, with poor success,
now,changed his bait, and used a small crab,
a number of which he had brought with him.
As soon as the hook touched the water,
a bass rushed for it, and, jumping clear of
the waves, showed his silver sides for an in
stant, and then descended with a splash,
bearing the hook in his mouth.
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PLAYING THE BASS.
57
the line to run from the reel, holding it only
with his thumb.
With a tremendous rush the bass darted
to the ocean, bearing the line, which now
made the reel fairly whiz. Fifty, one hun
dred, two, three, four hundred feet, and still
the bass rushed out.
At length, just as Herbert feared the line
would part, the fish turned and swam more
slowly, and parallel with the shore. Now
was the time to begin to reel in.
Herbert proceeded to do this cautiously.
Holding the rod firmly, he turned the reel,
slowly at first, until, as the fish began to
yield, he moved it faster, and at least two
thirds of the line was in before the bass
made its second run: giving another leap
from the water, and endeavoring to shake
the hook from its mouth, it darted off again,
and again the line rushed out to nearly its
entire length before Herbert dared check
the fish.
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in Herbert’s movements, that they paid no
attention to their own lines, until, seeing
Max pull up another large cod, they hauled
in, only to find that their bait had been
stolen.
Max baited their hooks for them, and they
again dropped the lines.
Herbert was now reeling in the bass
slowly, the fish being evidently nearly ex
hausted : nearer and nearer it approached,
when suddenly Ulric, then Adele and Max,
began hauling in their lines, each fast to
a cod.
Max and Ulric succeeded in getting their
fish into the boat; but Adele, never strong,
and now weakened by. the unusual excite
ment, was unable to get hers above the sur
face, and the bass, making a sudden plunge
beneath the boat, wound the line, to which it
was fast, around the cod-line, and in an
instant the two fishes were splashing and
floundering together.
“The net, Max, the net! quick! or the
\


PEESEVEEANCE EEWAKDED.
59
bass is off!” shouted Herbert, who was
aglow with excitement.
Max was ready, without need of urging,
and, slipping the mouth of the net under the
bass, soon lifted it into the boat.
Poor Adele instinctively held on to the
cod-line, although she was in the midst of
all the confusion and excitement. She dared
not let go, and fortunate for her it was that
she held on ; for if she had permitted the line
to escape, she probably would have been
drawn overboard. For she was standing in
the midst of the coils, as she had drawn the
line in, and her feet and ankles were com
pletely encircled.
The instant the bass was secured, Ulric
seized Adele’s line, and her fish was pulled
into the boat.
Herbert lifted the bass from the net, and
held it up to the admiring gaze of the others.
It was a splendid fish, glistening like silver
in the sunlight. Herbert wiped the perspi-


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ENNISFELLEN.
ration from his brow as he laid the fish on the
deck.
"Max,” he exclaimed, "was that battle
well fought ? ”
"Yes, sir, it was,” replied Max; " a noble
fish, and nobly conquered.”
"And now,” added Herbert, "we’ll up
anchor, and enter the cove, and lunch; then,
if Adele and Ulric want a little sport among
the turbot and flat fish, we’ll give them a
chance; and then for home.” .
Max hauled up the anchor, and, with the
oars, soon sent the boat to the inner shore.
Assisting Adele to the beach, Herbert and
Ulric landed with her; and Max, lifting out
the hamper, and carrying it up into a shel
tered place beneath the overhanging rocks,
soon had a most enticing lunch spread out
for the party.
With appetites sharpened by the healthful
<: :ercise and the bracing sea breeze, they fell
to with such a keen relish, that, had not a
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TAKING LUNCH.
61
would have had a sorry show for a meal
from the remnants.
As it was, enough was left in the hamper
to keep them all from hunger for some time
longer, should occasion require.
That this was a fortunate abundance was
shown by subsequent events.


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ENNISPELLEN.
CHAPTER YI.
THE SMUGGLER’S CAVE.
OR an hour the party rested beneath
the shadow of the rocks, listening to
Herbert’s account of the lives of the animals
which inhabit the ocean and the shores, and
of the gulls, and guillimots, and terns, which
were flying over their heads in great num-
At length Ulric, who had listened intent
ly to the descriptions of the nesting-places of
these birds, on learning that by exploring
the cliffs they might succeed in finding num
bers of the eggs and young, suggested that
they should ascend' the cliffs and examine
the ledges.
Herbert saw at once that such an ascent
bers.


ASCENDING THE CLIFF.
63
would be impossible for Adele, and he so as
sured Ulric.
"Never mind me ! ” exclaimed Adele ; "you
may climb the rocks, and I will remain on
the beach, and make a collection of the pretty
shells and sea-mosses for my grotto.”
This arrangement was satisfactory to Her
bert, who knew that no harm could come to
Adele if she remained on the beach ; and he,-.,
and Ulric, and Max, after taking off their
coats, and providing walking-sticks from
some drift-wood on the beach, started on
their ascent of the cliffs.
Ulric soon found that climbing the rocks
was harder work than he had anticipated.
In many places the cliffs arose almost per
pendicularly, and to scale them required the
greatest exertion ; but with Herbert ahead to
pull him up, and Max behind to push, when
he came to a bad place, the party made
quick progress, and they soon reached a rug
ged shelf many feet above the ocean. On
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ENNISPELLEN.
On approaching them, the birds -flew above
their heads, screaming loudly, and darting
at them, as if about to attack them.
"Gracious, what savage birds !” exclaimed
Ulric; " they act as if they wanted to peck
out our eyes.”
''They will not trouble us,” said Herbert;
"they are only alarmed by our approach, and
perhaps think that Ave wish to take their
eggs. These terns, or sea-swallows, as many
people call them, are perfectly harmless
birds. They live entirely upon small fishes,
which they capture by diving for them into
the water. You will see presently numbers
of them returning from the water, each with
a small fish in its mouth, for its mate or
young.”
As he spoke a tern flew towards them
from the water, bearing in its beak a min
now, which it had just caught. When it
reached the. ledge, it hovered for an instant,,
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THE SEA FOWL.
65
what appeared to Ulric to be a niass of wool
or down, not ten feet from where he stood.
" Why, what does that mean ? ” he ex
claimed ; " see ! the fish fell down there ; ” and
he pointed in the direction of, the downy mass.
"Yes, that was a young tern,” answered
Herbert. i
" A young tei’n ! ” exclaimed Ulric ; and
with one jump, he seized the bird and lifted
it from the rock. ;
The young tern, thus molested, gave a
cry of alarm which drew from far and near
immense numbers of the old birds ; and their
cries and confusion were so great, that Ulric
could hardly hear his own voice, as he ex
claimed, —
" The birds are crazy ! I never heard such
a racket in my life.”
" The}’’ are only alarmed at our molesting
the young bii'd,” said Herbert; " a visit to
their rookery is, no doubt, a rare occurrence.”
" What a comical-looking object! ” cried
Ulric, as he examined the young tern.
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ENNISFELLEN.
The bird rested quietly in his hand, now
and then opening its mouth wide for a fish,
and looking pleadingly at'him with its large,
black eyes. It was a fat, chubby little thing,
and covered entirely with soft gray down or
hair. Its legs were reddish, and the webbed
feet indicated its natural home to be the
water.
Ulric, after examining the bird for a while,
put it back on the rock, and began making
further explorations.
"Be careful, Ulric ! ” exclaimed Herbert;
"you will smash those terns’ eggs.”
"Eggs? I see no eggs,” replied Ulric.
" There they are, almost before your feet,”
answered Herbert.
Carefully looking on the rock, Ulric dis
covered three '€ggs, which were so nearly of
the color of the rock, that unless he had been
on the watch, he would not have seen them.
The eggs were of a brownish clay color, and
were spotted and marked with black and
brown. They were laid close together, and


HARD WORK,
67
with the small ends in the middle of the
pile.
"Do not disturb them, Ulric,” said Her
bert, " and we will see how many we can
find.”
They all at the word began the search,
and on a space of perhaps twenty square
yards, found ten nests of eggs and four
young birds. The season was not yet late
enough for many young terns to be found,
and those they did find were unusually early.
"Now we will take another climb,” said
Herbert, " and we .may find something else
of interest.”
Again they began the ascent of the cliffs,
and Ulric soon found that the realities of
rock-climbing were different from the ro
mance. Every now and then he, grazed
his knees against the sharp projections, and
his feet and legs were so tired that he could
hardly drag them up.
"Come on, Ulric!” exclaimed Herbert,
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nearly up; a few more feet, and we will
rest.”
Reassured, Ulric made fresh efforts, and
soon the party stood upon the summit.
Ulric threw himself flat on the rocks, and
gave a huge sigh of relief at arriving at a
resting-place. Herbert and Max stood be
side him, gazing upon the magnificent pan
orama before them. .
Stretching out as far as vision could reach,
the ocean, blue as the heavens above, was
rippled in the sunlight with little silvery
waves.
Upon the broad surface, here and there,
the white sails of a' vessel moved slowly, as
if endowed with life. In one place on the
horizon, a mass of black smoke ascending
indicated the presence of an ocean steamer.
Occasionally the sun was obscured for an
instant, and for that instant the ocean was
veiled as if with a fleece of white.
Afar in the distance was Flamboro’ Head,
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69
bald, rugged top of Peny-Gant and the
neighboring mountains. And on the long,
smooth strip of beach beyond Filey Point,
Ennisfellen lay sunny and bright. Looking
down to the base of the cliff, the water
appeared of a most beautiful green color,
save where it dashed against the rocks,
when it was of a foamy white.
"Look down, Ulric,” said Herbert.
Ulric stood up and glanced over the edge
of the cliff to the surf, which was rushing
and murmuring many feet below them. For
an instant the little fellow turned pale, and
shivered.
"What, are you giddy?’’asked Herbert,
laughing.
"No, not giddy,” replied Ulric, taking his
hand ; " but I had no idea we were so very
high. . Ugh ! what a fall one would get if
he slipped over the edge here ! Why, the
beach looks like nothing but a yellow line,
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Adele — why, what under the sun is she
beckoning and dancing about for ? ”
Herbert glanced down to Adele on the
beach far beneath him. She was making
most extraordinary movements, dancing,
waving her handkerchief, beckoning, and
running hither and thither, as if in great
excitement.
Herbert, putting his hand to his mouth to
serve as a speaking trumpet, hallooed down
to her, to discover what was the matter with
her.
She seemed to answer his shout, but the
distance was too great for them to hear
what she said, and as she still kept beckon
ing to him, and seemed much excited, he
concluded that they had better descend at
once to her. So with Max to take the lead,
and Ulric next, and Herbert last, in order
that the little fellow might receive all the
help possible in climbing down, they began
the descent.
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THE DISCOVERY.
71
Ulric, shortly, " but climbing down is the
hardest.”
It was true, and my young readers, who
have daringly scaled a rocky cliff, have
probably found it more difficult to get down
than up.
However, our party -worked slowly, but
surely, and after hard labor reached the
beach.
Adele, who had watched them anxiously,
flew to her brother, and, bursting into tears,
exclaimed, —
" O, Herbert, Herbert! ”
"What’s the matter, darling?” asked
Herbert, soothingly. ''What’s the trouble,
pet? Why are you so frightened? We
are here; do not be alarmed.”
But it was a long time before she could
be pacified.
With an arm still around her, he seated
her in the shadow of a rock, and used every
effort to discover the source of her trouble.
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explain that she had in a little while , tired of
gathering shells, and thought she would
climb the rocks, too. -But she took a differ
ent course from the one followed by the
others, and soon found that the path by
which she ascended was nearly smooth, and
seemed worn with travel.
She followed it, and found that after it
led through several turnings it entered a
cave, which, on her looking in and examining
it, proved to be inhabited, for there were
men’s clothes hanging here and there, bar
rels, boxes, and ropes, and several muskets
hanging to racks on the rocks.


HERBERT’S PLANS.
73
CHAPTER VII.
WATCHING THE SMUGGLERS.
OF course it took A dele long to explain
everything, and when she had finished,
and told how she fled as if for life, fearing
every instant that some awful man would
start out from behind the rocks and seize
her, the whole party were intensely excited.
" Smugglers! ” ejaculated Herbert and
Max, in a breath.
What course to follow was hard to de
cide. Herbert, on whom fell the care of
the children, was anxious to remove them at
once. He knew that the lawless men who
were known as smugglers would show them
but little mercy if they found them about
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concluded to investigate the secrets of the
cave himself before he left the cove, as the
result of his examination might prove most
important.
The fact that there was no boat nor vessel
anchored in the bay, nor in sight, impressed
on him the belief that the cave was simply
a place for the deposit of smuggled goods,
and that it was not at the time occupied by
any of the gang. So, with Adele to point
out the path, they proceeded to the cave,
which they soon found.
As Herbert had conjcctured, there was
no one in the cave, and they had a good
opportunity to inspect its contents. They
found several rude bunks fitted up to serve
as sleeping-places, and a stove and lanterns.
These certainly indicated that the cave was
used sometimes for a lodging-place; and this
was proved by finding a variety of food in
a rude locker. The boxes and bales of
goods which were stored in the cave were of
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75
number of caste and barrels filled with some
kind of fluid. Removing a bung to one of
the casks, Max tasted the contents, which
he, with a smack of the lips, pronounced to
be wine. Examining one of the boxes,
Herbert found it to contain a large amount
of silks and laces, and the other boxes
appeared to be equally valuable.
The importance of the discovery was so
great that Herbert for a few minutes was
undecided as to the proper course to pursue.
At length he said to the others, —
" This is a very important event, indeed ;
I hardly can tell you, Ulric and Adele, how
important it is. We have discovered a nest
of smugglers, and if they are managed
properly they may all be caught. But if
we make the least mistake they will carry
off their booty at once; or, if they should
find us here, they w T ould not hesitate to
kidnap, if not murder us. jSTow, I have a
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leave this cave; it will not do to remain here
another moment.”
He led the way out of the cave, and the
others following him hurriedly, they all
hastened to the beach.
" Max,” said Herbert, when they had
reached the shore, " if it were not for
Master Ulric and Miss Adele we would stay
here to-night and watch the smugglers. We
could easily conceal ourselves here in the
rocks, and then, when we found out their
numbers, could hurry back to Ennisfellen
and procure a sufficient number of the coast
guard to capture them all.”
" We can stay, too,” exclaimed Ulric,
anxious to share in the excitement and
glory.
"Ah, but grandfather and grandmother,”
said Herbert; " they would worry about us
terribly. I don’t know exactly how to
manage yet, but I want to capture this
gang, if possible.”
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77
worried,” urged Adele. "They have the
greatest confidence in you, Herbert, and
they cannot think harm has come to us,
for we have had no storm.”
" That is very true, sir,” said Max,
respectfully.
Max was as anxious as Ulric for glory,
and perhaps was a little too desirous of re
assuring Herbert.
"I do not know,” replied Herbert; "I’m
afraid they will worry very much; but I
have about made up my mind to a course.
I think we shall be able to reach Ennisfellen
during the evening, and the chance of catch
ing these rascals is too good a one to be
lost. My plan is to first secrete the boat,
which can be easily done by running her
behind any of these jutting points in the
cove here, and then to wait for the arrival
of the smugglers. Then circumstances will
guide us further. Max, I will depend on
you to take the boat and find a safe hiding-
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out for a signal from me. You must select
some place where this beach is in full sight,
and when I am ready for you in the night, I
will burn three matches, one after the other.
When I have burned the third match, row
over here very quietly, and we will leave.
Do you understand thoroughly ? ”
" Yes, sir,” responded Max. " I am to
watch for three lights, one after the other,
and then come for you quietly.”
" That’s right; and you had better take
the children in the boat with you. I don’t
know that it is safe to leave them with me.”
Adele and Ulric would not consent to this
at all. They were intensely excited in the
prospect of watching for the smugglers,
and were not willing to be put off thus.
Herbert at length yielded to their en
treaties, and consented to have them remain
with him.
"Well,” he said, "I consent, but you must
be perfectly quiet: a word, a rustle, when the
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79
and then we are lost. And now, Max, you
had better start. Already the sun is setting,
and it will take some little time to find a
good hiding-place. Take something to eat
with you, for you will need it.”
Max took some food from the hamper, and
one of the jugs of water, and entering the
boat, was soon rowing across the bay. The
others watched him until he passed behind a
projecting point of rock, and then proceeded
to the shelter under which they had taken
lunch.
" This will do nicely for a hiding-place —
won’t it? ” asked Ulric.
" Yes,” replied Herbert, glancing around,
and observing the surroundings; " this is
hidden from the beach and the path to the
smuggler's' cave, and we would hardly be no
ticed here in the night, even if sought for.
So here we will remain for the present.”
The place the}’ - were in was well hidden,
but still commanded a view of the bay.
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the rock, and began their watch. Gradually
the skies grew more and more dark, and the
stars, one after another, began to twinkle and
grow more bright. The evening breeze set
in, and made the waves splash louder against
the rocks, and toss up higher on the beach.
Darker it grew, and the stars brighter.
Ulric and Adele, who liad, in their excite
ment, lost all thought of hunger or supper,
were now reminded by Herbert that they
had better eat something. . The suggestion
appeared so unreasonable, that they both at
once' declared that they were not hungry;
but Herbert insisting upon their making an
effort, and joining him, they ate up every
crumb there was left in the hamper.
It had now grown so dark that they could
see but a little distance upon the water, and
their eyes, from long watching, began to ache
and blink.
Ulric, who had had altogether a hard day’s
work for him, at length began nodding, and
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ADELE SPIES THE VESSEL. 81
and the only wonder is, that Adele did not
follow his example. But, possessing a more
nervous temperament, and being now most
intensely excited, her eyes would not close, but
fixed their gaze upon the surface of the water,
and watched patiently for the coming of the
smugglers. She sat hand in hand with Her
bert, conversing in subdued whispers with
him, and listening for the slightest noise to
indicate the approach of the outlaws.
At length Herbert felt her hand clasp his
tighter, and with a nervous pressure; and
looking more intently upon the water, he
saw approaching through the gloom a dark
object, which soon took the form of a vessel
with sails hoisted.
"They have come,” whispered Adele; and
as she spoke, there was a faint plunge in the
water as of an anchor sinking, a creaking,
and then the descending of canvas ; and soon
nothing of the vessel was to Jbe seen but the
hull.
Not a whisper passed between the watch- '
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ers; but Ulric was awakened gently and
quietly, lest he might awake when the smug
glers landed, and, in the confusion of awaken
ing, give some indication of their hiding-place.
Fortunately Ulric awoke, fully conscious of
the surroundings; and when Herbert whis
pered in his ear that the smugglers had come,
he was instantly on the alert.
A boat was now seen approaching the
beach, and in it the outlines of four men
were visible against the background of water.
Presently the scraping of the boat’s keel on
the beach was heard, and then the landing
of the men.
"Bill, I’m as hungry as blazes,” said one
of the party in a low tone. "I’m for a good
supper before we land the goods ; dang it, we
needn’t unship before morning, and I’m for a
night of it.”
"Yes,” replied another, also in a low tone,
" and not be worth your salt in the morning.
I say, land the goods ; then, if you want, you
may eat and drink all night.”


THE COAST CLEAR.
83
This plan was at length determined upon,
and the boat made several passages to and
from the vessel, bringing to the shore bales
and boxes, which two of the men proceeded
to carry to the cave. At length all the
goods seemed to be brought ashore; for the
boat was hauled higher up on the beach, and
the two men, who had gone to the cave with
goods, did not return.
"Well, Bill,” said one of the men on the
beach to the other, " this is a good ven-
tur; and now let’s have some grub. The
schooner’ll do well enough to-night without
a watch — won’t she ? ”
"If she won’t, I don’t watch her,” said the
other, gruffly ; "but there won’t anything dis
turb her this night, I know; the coast-guard
don’t come so far as this, and fishermen
won’t come in the bay to-night. So let’s
grub.”
With these words the men left the beach,
and their steps grew fainter and fainter as
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Herbert, unwilling to risk anything, still
kept with the children, quiet in their place of
concealment. At length, after the outlaws
had been gone a good half hour, Herbert,
followed by Ulric and Adele, left their
hiding-place cautiously, and crept down to
the beach.
Herbert, before he gave the signal for
Max, dragged the skiff left by the smug
glers down to the water, and embarking,
they all pushed off from the shore. He
knew that if discovered they would not easily
be caught, if on the water, and took this step
as a precaution. When several rods from
the shore, he lighted the matches in the man
ner he had agreed on with Max, and soon
the Ariadne was seen slowly approaching
them from the other side.
" Sh! ” whispered Herbert, as Max drew
near. " All’s right, Max; and now for En-
nisfellen.”
The skiff rounded to under the lee of the


The Signal. — Page 84.



THE SCHOONER ASHORE.
85
j-uht, and in a few moments the party was
ciuoard.
" Now, Max,” whispered Herbert, " bear
a hand, quietly, and row to the bows of the
schooner.”
Max followed Herbert’s direction, and
shortly the Ariadne grazed against the side
of the vessel. Pulling along to the bows,
Herbert drew his knife, and severed the an
chor cable.
"Cast loose now, Max,” said Herbert,
quietly ; " and the wind is just right to float
her ashore.”
Pushing the yacht from the schooner, and
keeping it in position by moving the oars
slowly, they watched the schooner, now re
leased from her moorings, as she moved be
fore the breeze, until she grounded on the
beach.
Then, hoisting the sails, Herbert- turned
the head of his boat towards home ; and in a
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Point, and was flying before a stiff breeze
on her way to Ennisfellen.
As he had expected when they reached
home, the whole household were anxiously
looking for their coming,. and their arrival
was most warmly welcomed by the servants,
who were watching for them upon the beach.
"O, Master Herbert, but the mistress was
dreadful worried about you and the chil
dren ! ” exclaimed .one, as they stepped from
the boat.
"Well, well,” said Herbert, "we’ll soon
console her; ” and he led the way to the
house.
"I’m very glad you’re safe, my boy,” said
his grandfather, as they entered the hall;
" but you should not have kept Adele and
Ulric out so late: that was bad generalship.”
"No, sir : it was owing to smugglers. I
am. sorry we alarmed you, grandmamma.
I thought it best.to stay.” And then, with
frequent interruptions from Adele and Ulric,
he told the story of their day’s adventure.


THE EVENING P11 AYER. 87
A fresh excitement filled the throng. Mes
sengers were hastily despatched to the coast
guard and police, and soon a number ♦ar
rived.
Herbert’s account of the smugglers, their
cave, and its surroundings, was so plain, that
a party was at once made up for a night at
tack, taking the Ariadne, with Max for a
pilot, and- the coast-guard boat.
Ulric and Adele were greatly praised for
their courage in helping Herbert watch for
the smugglers; and, indeed, they deserved
commendation, for the circumstances were
very trying.
As the hour was now quite late, Mr. Nich
ols summoned the servants to prayer ; and the
children knew by the tremor in his voice, as
he gave thanks for their s&fe arrival, that he
had felt very anxious for them. And when
the kind grandmother kissed them, and whis
pered, " God bless you, my darlings, and
keep you safe and happy ! ” they knew that
to her, too, they were very precious.


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As the boys were to return to Eton on. the
following day, all sought their rooms reluc
tantly ; but Ulric and Adele soon fell asleep,
Herbert lay awake for a while, thinking
over the day’s adventures. He was very
happy, having given his sister and Ulric so
much enjoyment. He resolved to watch
over Ulric at school, to make him as happy
as possible there, and, above all, to be careful
always to set him a good example. Then,
commending himself to the good All-Father,
he, too, fell asleep ; and at last, all slumber
ing peacefully, the silence was complete, ex
cept for the low soughing of the waves upon
the beach.


CHANGE Or SCENE.
89
CHAPTER VIII.
AT SCHOOL' AGAIN.
URBERT and Ulric left Ennisfellen
together. Herbert was to spend a
couple of days with his cousins at Stanley
Manor, and Ulric was to go to his uncle’s.
General Nelson had been ill for some time,
and Warren had been devoted to him, giving
up all his plans for the holidays, and keeping
dutifully by his father’s side in the grand,
dull, old house.
Now he was rewarded by seeing his dear
father well and about again; .and longing for
a sight of his little cousin, he had asked the
general to send for Ulric, whom he regarded
as a brother, for he, poor lad, had no broth
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Herbert and Ulric both had pleasant vis
its, and arrived together at Eton early Mon
day morning.
Spending the first hour or two in looking
up old friends, Ulric w T as warmly welcomed
back, for he had always been a favorite
among the well-disposed boys. And those
of the other class, who had ill-treated him
during his first year at Eton, w^ere shamed
indeed by the kindness with which the manly
little fellow greeted them.
Ulric had now been out of school for two
years ; but he had lost nothing, for during
his stay at Ennisfellen, Mr. Nichols had sent
him daily, with Adele, to recitation at the
parsonage in Flamboro’, and Mr. Lee had
been a most excellent instructor; so that
now, indeed, Ulric . went up one . remove
above his old form.
The present term was looked forward to
with a great deal of interest by all, for in the
course of a few weeks would come Eton
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91
Herbert’s cousin, Lord Morton Stanley,
was the captain of the school, and candidate
for the captaincy of the Montem. But there
was another lad, high in the school, Ned
Grindall by name, and he was a rival can
didate ; and as the school was pretty nearly
divided between the merits of the two, some
'exciting times were expected.
. As my young readers may be curious to
know what the Montem is, I will give them
a brief description.
In the first place, the Eton Montem is a
very old custom, and is celebrated at Eton
triennially, or every three years.
The custom is a very simple one. It con
sists of a procession of the boys in a kind of
military order, with banners, flags, and music,
and headed by their captain, who is elected
by vote of the school.
They march to Salt Hill, a mile and a
half from Eton, on the Bath road, — a gay
procession in their fancy dresses,—the ad
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in silk stockings, satin doublets, and velvet
caps, beg the spectators for salt, which, in
this case, means money.
The sum collected often amounts to a
thousand pounds, and, the expenses of the
day being deducted, is given to the captain.
The sum remaining is generally several
hundred pounds, and this, if the captain be
a poor boy, is intended to help pay his way
through the university.
Morton did not, of course, need the money;
but it was the height of every Eton lad’s
ambition to be captain of the Montem.
Herbert was expected to vote for his
cousin, and Ulric would probably do the
same; still it was deemed worth while by
the other party to try to gain his interests.
Ulric went to Mr. Kaine’s, where he had
formerly boarded, and, at once took possession
of a bed in the dormitory, a share in the
wash-stand, a place on the floor for his boxes,
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THE WARNING.
93
clothes. Then he went to the school-room
to put his books away.
There he found Tom Ward, the funny boy
of the school. Tom was in high spirits,
making fun, for the others, of two new boys
who were to occupy No. 7 at Mr. Kaine’s.
"A sweet time you’ll have of it.! ” .he ex
claimed to the two, who stood staring at the
strange appearance of things around them.
"I came Saturday, and have been here two
nights. I can tell you, No. 7 is a musical
room. You won’t do much sleeping.”
"Why not?” asked one.
"O, you’ll see. You’ll find out.”
"Rats?” asked another, uneasily.
" Worse ! ” said Tom.
" O, dear ! what is it? ”
" You’ll find out soon enough ! ”
Tom’s serious manner and mysterious cau
tion quite alarmed the new boys; but Ulric
was not deceived.
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"what’s the joke?” for he suspected that
Tom proposed to haze the new boys.
" Holloa ! ” cried Tom, a little .vexed;
"when did you come?”
"Just now,” said Ulric. "Don’t be angry,
Tom ; come, shake hands.” ^
" ISFo one could be angry, with you long,
you young scamp; but don’t you blow my
fun.”
"No,” said Ulric; "but what are you
going to do.”
" Have a strange cat or two in the dormi
tory,” said Tom.
Ulric laughed.
"That will be fun—won’t — ”
" Bow-wow ! ” sounded a sharp, angry
bark at his heels.
"Gracious ! ” said he, jumping; "get out!”
and he turned to drive the dog away; but
there was no dog to be seen.
" Me-ow-ow ! ”
He wheeled sharply around; there was no
cat in sight.


YE NTRILOQUISM.
95
" Well, I never ! ” he cried, perplexed.
"Nor I,” sounded Herbert’s voice in his
ear.
"Why, where — ” began the puzzled lad.
But Herbert was nowhere to be seen ; only
Tom was near, and he stood laughing at Ul-
ric’s discomfiture.
. "Tom,” asked Ulric, suddenly, "was that
you ? ”
"Can you keep a secret?” asked Tom.
"Yes, certainly.”
"Well, then, it was I. I have been
taking lessons in ventriloquism.”
"Yen— lohal?” said Ulric.
" Ven-tril-o-quism ; the art of speaking so
that the voice seems .to come from within, or
at a distance from the person,” replied Tom.
And this time Ulric turned, looking all about
for his tutor, for Tom had mimicked his voice
exactly.
"That was me, too, goose,” said Tom, po
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to a soul, and you’ll see all the sport, free-
gratis-for-nothing.”
Ulric, who now began to see how much
fun would transpire from Tom’s newly-ac-
quired accomplishment, promised readily to
keep the secret.
"But how did you learn it?” he inquired.
" O, all through the vacation I had to
stay at my aunt’s. It’s awfully dull where
she lives, and I nearly died; but just as I
was considering whether my father would be
very mad if I ran away, a ventriloquist came
into the place, and gave an exhibition. I
began to revive; and, finding he intended to
remain there, I induced him to take me as a
pupil. It took all my pocket-money, in
cluding five pounds that my aunt gave me;
but I learned the art.”
Herbert now joined them, with Morton and
Arthur. Tom gave Ulric a warning look,
and the lads walked off together towards
Mr. Kaine’s.
After supper, all the students collected in


NO. 7.
97
the chapel for prayers, and then went home
to their rooms.
Ulric had the run of Herbert’s study and
of his cousin Warren’s, and between the
two he spent a merry evening.
At nine the bell rang, and the ringing
of the bell was the signal for the lads to
seek their dormitories. No. 7 was small
and' crowded. Beds were placed against
the walls, leaving an open space in the
centre of the room, where the boj’s had
equal rights to toss in confusion their boots,
coats, and trousers ; and here those articles
wjsre generally thrown by the idle ones who
were too lazy to hang their garments in the
wardrobe.
The windows were high and small, and
the lights were dingy, diamond-shaped panes
of glass ; so the night was generally pretty
dark in the room.
All the beds were occupied. The new
boys were upon opposite sides of the room.
It had been a hot day, and there were
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swarms of gnats buzzing around, ready to
feast on the cheeks of the tired lads.
The new boys, not seeing anything alarm
ing, began to boast of their courage. They
were not afraid of anything. They didn’t
believe anything would disturb their sleep
but the gnats.
"Wait and see,” said Tom, laconically.
And then he suggested to Iiarry Drake,
the one nearest him, that he had better have
something on hand to hit out with.
Harry poohoed, but Tom observed with
satisfaction that he took a big boot to bed
with him, and that Will Fales, the other
of the new boys, had marked the position
of a boot-jack lying with the heap of clothes
in the centre of the room.
" That’s all right,” he murmured; and
then he kept himself awake, by a succession
of hard pinches, till the others, in fancied
security of peace, were dropping off to sleep.
Then a deep sound struck the sleepers’
ears, making them turn uneasily.


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" Me-ow-ow! ”
Harry Drake and Will Fales were wide
awake and sitting bolt upright in an instant.
Again the startling cry, —
" Ye-ow-ye-ow! ”
” That’s a plaguy cat,” whispered Harry.
" Scat, scat! ” hissed Will.
Tom of course paid no attention to them,
but gave vent to another yowl.
" Me-ow-ow-ow ! ”
"O, gracious !” cried Harry; "I can’t
stand this. Where is she, Will?”
" On your side of the room somewhere,”
said Will.
" No ; she’s on your side,” said Harry.
" Ye-ow-ow ! ” said Tom.
" There, I told you she was on your side,”
they both exclaimed in a breath.
Tom continued to howl, and the others
now woke up.
Ulric nearly choked to keep'from laughing
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" Why don’t you let a fellow sleep ? ” said
he ; " what’s the row ? ”
" How in the world can you sleep,” cried
Will Fales, " while that cat is yowling?”
"Cat?” said Tom. "I don’t hear any
cat.”
"O, gracious ! you will in a minute,” pre
dicted Harry, disconsolately.
"Well,” said Tom, turning over with a
yawn, "if a cat disturbed me, I’d knock the
mew-sic out of him pretty quick. Don’t
wake me up again for nothing; that’s all.”
And then he gave vent to a long-pro
tracted " ye-ow-ow ! ” that would have done
credit to the largest cat ever known.
"Aha!” thought Harry, crawling out of
bed, with his big boot held in firm grasp.
"I’ll spoil her fine voice for her.”
And at the same time Will grasped the
boot-jack, and listened for the next dulcet
strain with murderous intent.
Tom’s sharp ears heard their cautious
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ing his voice between the two, he produced a
questioning " Ow-ow ! ” and answered it with
a reassuring " Pur-ow ! pur-ow ! ” while
Harry and Will crawled a little nearer each
other.
They were now within easy reach, and each,
imagining that the cat had but a moment
more to live, hammered away, Will with the
boot-jack, Harry with the boot.
" O, O ! don’t! ” screamed Will, as the
boot came down on his head.
" Ow, ow ! What d’ye mean ?” shrieked
Harry, as the boot-jack whacked his shoulder.
"Where’s the cat?” asked Tom, mis
chievously, while Ulric laughed till he
choked.
" What is the meaning of this disturb
ance?” asked Mr. Kaine, coming in with a
light, and viewing with astonishment the two
figures on the floor.
Tom volunteered an explanation; and
when he gave it, Mr. Kaine found it hard
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Harry and Will sheepishly crawled back
to bed, tenderly careful of head and shoulder,
and Mr. Kaine, suggesting that the cat had
probably run out, left them, with directions
to be quiet and go to sleep.
Of course these instructions were rather
hard to be obeyed; but the lads understood
that there was to be no more disturbance in
No. 7.
Ulric quieted himself with thoughts of
his pleasant home at Ennisfellen, and the
dear ones there, and, asking a blessing on
them all in his prayers, lie fell asleep.


RIVALRY.
103
CHAPTER IX.
HAZING.
THERE was great rivalry between the
two school parties at Eton.
Ned Grindall, Morton’s rival candidate,
was a poor boy and a king’s scholar ; but he
was very popular.
Morton’s proud, haughty manner was
greatly against him now ; and his conduct
during his first two years at Eton was also
remembered, and brought up by the opposite
party. He had greatly improved since that
time, however, and all his school friends were
determined to gain for him the Eton Montem
captaincy.
All the lads in Mr. Kaine’s house were
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Fales, who had pledged their vote to the
other side.
This greatly provoked Tom Ward, and he
made himself odious to the two, teasing and
plaguing them in every conceivable way;
making them the butt of his sharp wit’s ar
rows, and the recipients of all his mischiev
ous jokes. Especially he delighted to make
them quarrel; and as they were both very
hot-tempered lads, this was an easy thing
to do.
He discovered that Harry was very sen
sitive about his name, furiously resenting any
attempt to make fun of it on the part of the
other boys, and this peculiarity gave Topi
his clew.
One morning, soon after the cat-concert
had been given in No. 7, the boys found the
breakfast table in comparative security from
the interference of masters or monitors, as
Mr. Kaine and the tutor were both absent,
and Morton seldom found fault.
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105
table, and Tom began the attack by calling
them Grinclall cakes.
Harry and Will both retorted ; and then
Tom, throwing his voice in Will’s direction,
and making it seem as if Will was speaking,
exclaimed, —
" Quack ! quack ! ”
"What d’y’ mean?” cried Harry, furious
ly, turning upon Will.
" ’Twasn’t me,” said Will, quickly.
"Quack, quack!” said Tom, in a most
provoking tone.
"That wasn’t you, either, I suppose,”
sneered Harry.
"No,” said Will, doggedly, "it wasn’t — ”
"And if you say so again, I’ll make ducks
and drakes of you,” added Tom, still imitat
ing Will’s voice.
Will stared around in amazement; Harry
turned crimson with rage
"Quack, quack !” said Tom again, adding,
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“ Shy a GrindaTl cake
At thy tormentor, Drake! ”
This was more than Harry could bear;
and amid the laughter of the boys at Tom’s
sally, he actually did catch up a griddle cake,
and fling it across the room at Tom.
Tom, quick as a flash, seized a large
spoon that lay near him on the table, and
holding it like a bat, hit the flying cake, as
it reached him, and sent it back to Harry
Drake.
Meanwhile Mr. Kaine had entered un
seen, and being excessively displeased with
this most disorderly conduct, he sternly or
dered the delinquents from the room, giving
them each such a large number of Greek lines
to write out, that the boys remaining at table,
for fear of a like punishment, banished their
laughter at once, and gravely concluded their
repast, while Mr. Kaine delivered to them a
lecture on "the disgraceful scene,” and stern
ly reprimanded Lord Morton for not pre
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107
So Tom did not get quite so much fun out
of the joke as he had intended. Two hun
dred lines for one offence was a severe pun
ishment, he thought, and certainly not at all
pleasant; and he made a wry face as he re
membered the sail he must lose to make up
the lesson.
His conscience also troubled him. Ulric
had suggested that it was very mean to de
ceive Harry so, in regard to Will. The two
were so angry and offended that they would
not speak together; and Ulric boldly -de
clared it was very wrong and wicked for him
to fix upon Will the reputation of having
told a falsehood, as all the boys at the table
had really thought it was Will who spoke,
Ulric being the only one let into the secret
of Tom’s remarkable power.
But, although he was ashamed of himself,
Tom would not acknowledge it; nor would
he release Ulric from his promise. And he
still continued to torment his victims.
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was no peace in the dormitory with Tom,
Harry and Will always quarrelling, and the
other boys taking sides. The room, too,
grew to have a name for noisy disturbances,
and was put under special watch; but when
the monitors entered, Tom always made ex
planations, and all the other lads in the
room, including Ulrjc, were soundly rated.
To him, poor lad, the " fun ” was soon rather
sorry fun.
Tom’s favorite amusement was to carry
on a conversation in whispers between two
imaginary persons beneath the window,
about the expediency of robbing the boxes
of the boys, or breaking, into the school
rooms and ransacking the desks for money.
Of course, a conversation of this kind,
preceded by a low, admonitory " Hark! ”
from Tom in his natural voice, had the effect
of instantly arousing all the little boys, and
keeping them wide awake with terror, and
of somewhat disturbing the peace of the
older ones.


tom’s cruel hoax .
109
One little fellow, Jimmy Cass, was very
nervous and timid, and with him Tom
carried his joke altogether too far for the
child’s good.
Jimmy was awakened one night by Tom’s
voice.
" Hark ! ” said he ; " ’sh ! I thought I
heard something.”
The trembling child listened, and pres
ently a whispered conversation was carried
on.
"Yes; I thought so. You mean Jimmy
Cass ! ”
"That’s the boy. We’!! steal him. His
father would pay a lot of money to get him
back. We’ll carry him off.”
Then there was a pause. But presently
the voices appeared to be just outside the
door.
" He’s in here. ’Sh ! ”
Poor little Jimmy had listened with white
face and wild, staring eyes to the cruel prop-


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osition to carry him off; but he made no
outcry.
Now, however, Ulric, who lay near him,
heard a. gurgling, choking sound. He
sprang up and struck a light; and then the
sight that met his eyes made him utter an
exclamation of horror.
There lay poor little Jimmy, staring at
the door with such a look of terror as made
Ulric’s heart sick.
" Jimmy, Jimmy dear,” said he, tenderly,
" don’t be frightened — don’t look so !
There is nothing there, Jimmy ; ” and he put
his arms about the little fellow, and tried to
soothe him. But still the child stared wildly
at the door.
"O, Tom ! ” cried Ulric, •' come here and
tell him it Ayas only you. Jimmy, Jimmy !
Don’t look so! don't!”
Ulric’s tone frightened Tom. He was not
naturally hard-hearted, and had no idea of
how he was terrifying the little child when he
played the cruel hoax. He came instantly to


TOM TURNS COM FOB TEE. Ill
Jimmy’s side, and, taking him in his arms,
began petting and comforting him, begging
him not to be frightened.
But he himself was greatly alarmed.
Jimmy’s face was dreadfully white, and
his eyes had not lost their wildness, while
his heart beat against Tom’s breast fast
and violently, and his pulses throbbed
with the rushing of the blood through his
veins. Tom knew he must be suffering
extremely.
For over an hour he walked up and down
the room with the child in his arms before
he dared leave him, soothing, talking and
singing to him; and finally, when Jimmy
could speak, and said he would try not to
mind it any more, Tom took him into his
own bed. And there they fell asleep;
Jimmy, little forgiving fellow that he was,
clinging to the one who had so cruelly
terrified him ; and Tom, as he lay with
Jimmy’s arm around his neck, and felt his
nervous starts, and heard him mutter,


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"Don’t! 0, don't frighten me so! ” drew
the child nearer to him, and, vowing he
would never again amuse himself at the ex
pense of the little fellow,' he sealed the vow
with a kiss.
Jimmy really suffered for a long time
after the cruel hoax was played. He was
so nervous he would jump and start at the
least sound, and Dr. Russell at last re
quested Mrs. Kaine to take him from
the dormitory to a room near her own,
and to nurse him up a little, and he
would excuse him from school. Had it
not been for this kind treatment -the sen
sitive child might have been injured for
life by the shock his nervous system had
received.
Ulric was always kind to him; but now
Tom, full of remorse for his cruelty, could
not do enough for his little friend. He grew
to love the little fellow dearly, and Jimmy,
in return, became greatly attached to him.
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113
had three brothers, and two dear little sisters,
and how they had all died of diphtheria;
how his papa was very ill, away out in
India; and how his dear mamma had been
obliged to go out to him, leaving her Jamie,
—" She always called me Jamie,” said he,
wistfully, — only eight years old, to fight the
hard battle of life in an English public
school. Tom saw how doubly cruel he had
been to this little lad, who had seen more
trouble in his eight years than he in his
fifteen.
"You must take me for a brother, Jamie,”
he said, kindly, while the little fellow’s
eyes shone brightly at the familiar name.
"And I’ll tell you what,” added Tom, "I’ll
write to my aunt to-day, and tell her I
want to take you to Wales with us for the
midsummer holidays.”
"O, thank you, Tom,” said the child,
gratefully; "I would like it so ! ”
"Well, so it shall be,” said Tom. "And
now I must go to my form.”
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114 ENNISFELLEN.
He wrote to his aunt in the afternoon ;
and when, in a few days, her reply came,
"Jamie” had a cordial invitation to visit
Wales with Tom Ward.


CHAPTER X.
THE YISIT TO LONDON.
HE days flew on, and Adele and Gracie
Lee, at home in Yorkshire, were ea
gerly looking forward to their visit to Eton,
for Mr. Nichols had invited Gracie to accom
pany Adele, and her parents had allowed her
to accept the kind invitation.
Adele had been to Eton several times, but
never during the Montem celebration ; so she
naturally looked forward to great enjoyment
then. As for Gracie, she had never been
out of Yorkshire, and the idea of seeing
both London and the Eton Montem, at the
same time, was enough to excite her wise
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the pretty travelling-dress her mother had
made, like Adele’s.
" People will think we are sisters — won’t
they?” she said, dancing around in delight,
and looking as charming as a bright, pretty
little girl could look.
But people would not be very likely to
make such a mistake, for Adele had fair,
white skin, blue eyes, and long, light curls;
while Grade’s complexion was clear and
dark, with short hair, straight, and black as
night, and bright, black, laughing eyes.
Mr. Nichols was quite proud of the two
well-behaved little girls he was to escort, and
looked forward to the visit almost as eagerly
as they did.
The morning for their journey came, and
the day dawned clear and bright.
Gracie had spent the night at Ennisfellen,
and, being younger than Adele, and more
excitable, had chattered, like a lively little
girl as she was, long after her companion
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117
drowsy in the morning that maxima had
hard work to awaken her.
"Come, Miss Gracie,” said she, giving
her a little shake; "wake up, honey ! Miss
Del is half dressed.”
"Don’t, don’t,” was the little girl’s sleepy
reply.
" The lamb ! ” exclaimed mauma, compas
sionately, but administering another shake;
"if you doesn’t get up, honey, you’ll miss
the train to London.”
London was a magical word to Gracie
Lee. She was wide awake in an instant,
and began the business of washing and
dressing.
After a pleasant breakfast, Max drove up
to take them to the station; and bidding
Mrs. Nichols and mauma an affectionate
good by, they drove off for the London
train, amid the good wishes of the servants,
one of whom threw an old shoe after them
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It was twilight when they reached Lon
don, where they were to spend a few days
before proceeding to Eton, and Mr. Nichols
put his charge into a cab, and drove with
them to a hotel.
The little girls, tired with their long ride
in the cars, were glad to have their supper
and go to bed; but early the next morning
they were up and about, and ready to go at
once to Hyde Park with Mr. Nichols, he
having promised Grracie that she should see
the Queen’s Palace, and Apsley House, the
former home of the brave Duke of Wel
lington.
After exhausting the beauties of the park,
they visited the Zoological Gnrdens, which,
both declared, were far more interesting than
palaces, and where they would have liked to
spend the day. But Mr. Nichols reminded
them how much there w r as to be seen, and
how little time they would have for other
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SEEING LONDON.
119
at a group of funny little monkeys, another
shuddering glance at the sleepy snakes, and
one more laugh at the antics of the learned
seal, they left the Gardens and visited the
Museum, and the National Gallery; and in
the afternoon, to their great delight, went to
see Cinderella performed at the Drury Lane
Theatre.
The next day Mr. Nichols took them to
the old historical Tower, the Thames be
neath which had been so oft, in olden times,
“ By many a foul and midnight murder fed,”
and whose silver waters, even now, some
times rippled by, to catch the weary sighs of
prisoners there confined.
After spending a quiet Sabbath, they
passed another day in London, sight-seeing
and pleasuring; and then, to give them all
the enjoyment possible, Mr. Nichols char
tered a sail-boat, and a man to manage it,
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twenty miles’ sail up the silver winding
Thames, and by Windsor Castle. They ar
rived at Eton just at dusk, when the pictur
esque town, with its high towers, white wind
ing river, and gleaming lights, seemed to
the children the prettiest sight they had yet
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121
CHAPTER XI.
A HAPPY MEETING.
ERBERT,” said Ulric, bursting into
come.”
"Not. my grandfather!” said Herbert,
pausing in the midst of a Greek essay, and
looking up.
"It’s no one else,” replied Ulric, "but your
grandfather, Adele, and Gracie Lee. Mor
ton was down by the river, and saw them
coming up in a sail-boat; and he’s taken
them to the lodgings you engaged, and sent
me up to tell you.”
While he was speaking, Herbert had
locked up his essay and taken his cap, and
was ready to follow Ulric down the stairs,
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although in a more leisurely and dignified
manner, for Ulric slid down on the baluster.
" Did Morton win, Herbert ? ” was Adele’s
first question, after the greeting was over,
and they were all seated comfortably in the
pleasant lodgings Herbert had hired; "he
won’t tell. He says we will see to-morrow.”
"And so you will, dear,” said Herbert,
with a smile.
"But please tell us now,” pleaded Gracie
Lee. •
" Don’t you think he looks altogether - too
well pleased for a defeat ? ”
"Then he did win. O, Morton, we are
so glad ! ” cried Adele. " Gracie and I have
been wishing, these six w'eeks, that we were
Eton boys, just to vote for you.”
"Thank you,” replied Morton, well pleased
by her enthusiasm. "I had no idea I had
gained such zealous partisans.”
" It was a pretty close pull, though,” put
in Ulric. "There were six hundred and fifty-
three boys to vote, and Ned Grindall’s party


TOM WARD IN MISCHIEF AGAIN. 123
were canvassing so for him, that it’s almost a
wonder there were any honest votes left.”
" Why, weren’t they fair ? ” asked Gracie.
"No,” said Morton, excitedly; "they were
not fair at all. Why, Mr. Nichols, Grindall
is a regular politician. He is a king’s schol
ar, and poor; but he manoeuvred in every
way to be elected.”
"And he might have been,” said Ulric,
interrupting, " if Tom Ward hadn’t shown
him up, through Tony.”
" Who is Tony ? ” asked Adele.
"Ned Grindall’s brother,” replied Ulric,
" and as lazy a little fellow as ever shirked
his Latin.”
"And what did Tom do?” asked Mr.
Nichols, with whom Tom Ward was a great
favorite.
O, ’twas such fun ! ” cried Ulric, with a
merry burst of laughter, in which Herbert
and Morton joined. " You see,” he contin
ued, "Ned Grindall had the name of being
most immaculate; and Tony had the name


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of being most remarkably smart. He’s down
in the lower school, and his form are reading
short Latin odes.
" The other day they had one on Death.
JSTed Grindall was busy canvassing, and Tony
went to him for help, in his busiest moments.
He scolded Tony well for interrupting him,
and spoke so loud that Tom overheard him,
and found out, —just think of it!■—that Ned
had written out every one of Tony’s Latin
lessons, since he entered the school, parsing
and all; and after giving poor Tony a regular
blowing up for coming to him then, he wrote
out that lesson for him.”
" But I don’t see,” said Gracie, interrupt
ing the story, "how he remembered the
parsing.”
" He never studied it,” said Ulric ; " that’s
the thing. Jimmy Cass says he always used
to copy the paper, and have it between the
leaves of a book, and when his turn was
coming, he’d read it off the paper.”
"O, my!” exclaimed Gracie, greatly


tony’s translation . 125
shocked, having been brought up by her
good father to hate deceit in any form.
"Well,” continued Ulric, "Tom Ward
meant to stop that fun right off; so lie
watched Tony carry the paper to his desk,
and deposit it there, with a look of great
satisfaction. The little rascal was so con
fident that he didn’t look it over or copy it.
"As soon as he was out of sight, Tom re
wrote it, transposing Ned’s translation with
a lot of ridiculous nonsense, and writing in a
small running hand, a good deal like Ned’s.
Tony never dreamt of the trick being prac
tised on him. Next day he was as idle and
inattentive as usual, till it came his turn to
recite; then, jumping up confidently, and
getting the word from the last boy, he read
out with the greatest assurance, —
" 'Mors omnibus communis—More omni
buses for the community /’
"0,1 wish you could have seen the faces !
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around in dismay. Mr. Andrews was white
with rage.
'"Go on, sir/ said he, sternly.
"' Sit tibi terra levis said Tony, with a
trembling voice.
"' Well ? 5 said Mr. Andrews.
"'Sit by the Tiber , on the level ground /’
said Tony, hesitating, and almost crying;
but reading off his translation, and thinking
Ned could not possibly be wrong. The boys
screamed with laughter, and Mr. Andrews
was awfully angry. He thought Tony was
making fun; for he had always been his best
reader before, and parsed well, too. So he
just thundered out at him, —
" ' That will do for, impertinence, sir ; ’ and
sent him up to Dr. Russell.”
"But, after all, he’s a plucky little fellow, 5 '
said Morton, "for he has had two canings,
and is threatened with expulsion; but he
won’t tell of his brother; and he thinks, too,
that Ned really wrote the paper that dis
graced him, and did it purposely.”


KIND DEE JDS.
127
"0, dear!” sighed Adele, who had not
yet spoken, and whose eyes were filled with
tears. "I am so sorry Tom Ward has done
such a mean, mean thing. Tony was very
wrong, of course, and his brother, too ; but
Tom did no good by serving him so.”
"He thinks so now, Adele,” said Her
bert. " He is always sorry when he has
made any one suffer. He went to Dr. Rus
sell, and told him all about it, and begged
him to pardon Tony, and keep him at school.”
" And won’t he ? ” asked Adele.
" I think so. The little fellow seems to be
heartily repentant.”
" We left him -studying up his Latin, in
Herbie’s room,” said Ulric ; "he’s given him
the run of his study, and helps him along,
and won’t let the fellows bully him.”
"That’s just like you, Herbie, you dear,
kind old fellow,” said Adele, looking up to
her brother with admiring glances.
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done,” Herbert said, not thinking his own
little deed of kindness worth their attention.
" Do you remember my telling you of Lang
ford ? ”
''Don’t, Herbert,” said his cousin, hastily;
but he continued, —
"Langford is third in his form. He would
have been first but for an unlucky sickness,
which put him back, in the winter. He is a
splendid scholar, but labors under the disad
vantage of being very poor, and the mis
fortune of being lame. His mother is a
clergyman’s widow. She has a small an
nuity, and has managed, with great economy,
to keep her son here at school, but cannot
bear the expense of the university course.
This I learned from him, poor fellow, the
other night, and that he had tried very hard
for some scholarship ; but Morton won one,
and Ned Grindall the other. There were
only two this year. Well, I told Morton
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129
Morton — bless the dear old fellow — went
straight to Dr. Russell, and made over to
Langford the scholarship fund and all his
share of the Eton Montem money.”
Very proud of this kind and generous
deed were Herbert’s listeners; they turned
to congratulate Morton, but he had slipped
away.
" He doesn’t like to be praised,” Ulric
explained; "he*s shy.- But he’s a splendid
fellow,” ' he added, in a burst of friendly
enthusiasm.
" And so is Arthur,” thought Adele.
Mr. Nichols said nothing, but was busily
thinking how greatly the public schools were
maligned, when they could train such noble
lads as these for responsible positions in the
world.
There was Morton, changed from a selfish,
disagreeable lad, to a kindly, generous youth
of great promise ; Herbert, more manly, but
no less kind and gentle for his three years’
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life at Eton; Warren Nelson, no longer
the surly, passionate lad he was once, but
thoughtful, gentle, and affectionate; Tom
Ward, poor Tom, always erring, and always
repenting, and striving to atone for his
faults; Ulric, a bright, happy little lad, firm
and rightly inclined; and Arthur Montgom
ery, true as steel, and always acting accord
ing to his honest convictions of right and
wrong.
Ulric broke in upon his reverie. .
"It’s near nine o’clock, a*tid I must go,”
said he, dolefully. "Herbert’s a senior, and
can stay out; but we jolly 'juns’ have to be in-
at nine. Good night, Adele and Gracie ; and
remember, I shall ask you for salt to-mor-
row. Good night, Mr. Nichols.”
Herbert said he would go, too. There
were some little things to be attended to for
the morrow, and he must see to them; so he
bade them all adieu, with Ulric, and the two
walked down the street to Mr. Kaine’s.


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”There,” exclaimed Gracie, "you never
told Ulric that you missed him, Adele.”
"But I think he knows it, all the same,”
Adele answered. Then she appeared to be
lost in a brown study, so that her grandfather
asked her if she was going to sleep.
"No, grandpapa,” Adele replied. "I was
thinking of that poor little boy Tony. I
wish you’d let me ask Herbie to bring him
here. He says he is sorry, and he must be
feeling very badly over his disgrace.”
"Very well, darling; Herbert shall bring
him,” her indulgent grandfather replied.
"And Jamie Cass, too,” suggested Adele.
For Ulric had written about Jamie in the
letter he sent home to let Mr. Lee know he
had actually gone up one remove higher than
his old form.
"Yes, dear,” assented Mr. Nichols, "Jamie,
too.” And then he added, that Adele and
Gracie had better seek their couches, if they
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So, bidding him an affectionate 'good night,’
they went up to their room, leaving him to
recall, in undisturbed reverie, his boyhood’s
days, and the way in which he himself had
looked forward to Eton Montem in the years
long gone by.


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CHAPTER XII.
ETON MONTEM.
HE morning was as clear and bright
as the two happy-hearted girls had
wished it might be. They were up in time
to greet the first little sunbeam that struggled
over Eton Hill, and Adele, looking from
the window, uttered an exclamation of sur-
" What is it?’’asked Gracie,"running to
look out. " O, my!” she added; "isn’t
that splendid?”
It was indeed a pretty sight which greeted
their sparkling eyes. In the night-the col
lege buildings and grounds, - and the Main
Street, w T ere all decorated with gayly-colored
flags, banners, streamers, and Chinese lan-
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terns. The effect was highly picturesque
and delightful.
Turning back into the room, Gracie, this
time, uttered an exclamation, and pointed to
the mirror, where hung two sashes, blue and
pink, lettered in silver, " Pro More et
Monte ! ” and marked for Adele and Gracie.
" How kind of Herbie ! ” Adele exclaimed,
recognizing her brother’s writing. " That is
the motto for Montem Day, Gracie; and
see, here are two silver medals. ' Floreat
Etona /’ I am sure I hope Eton may
flourish forever.”
"So do I,” said Gracie. "Hark! there’s
a drum ! Adele, we must hurry.”
But alth'ough they both hurried a great
deal, and flew about like a couple of birds,
their dressing did not progress very fast, for
every other minute some noise or interruption
outside would call them to the window.
When at length they did get down stairs,
looking very bright and pretty in their white
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THE PROCESSION.
135
the dining-room windows, and Mr. Nichols
had hard work to persuade them to pay any
attention to their breakfast. He had pro
cured an open carriage, that they might see
the whole show comfortably, and without
being jostled by the crowd, and the carriage
arriving at an early hour, they drove out to
Salt Hill, there to await the arrival of the
procession.
Meanwhile, in the college yard, all was
bustle and confusion.
The procession was forming, and boys,
in every variety of costume, were darting
hither and thither in search of their place in
the ranks, while the marshal, with a gilt
baton in his hand, vainly endeavored to
reduce chaos to order.
At length the procession was formed, and
the signal given to start. The drums beat in
unison with the excited boy-hearts, the bands
burst out with triumphal strains, the ensigns
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loud cry of " Floreat Etona ! ” they took
up the line of march to Salt Hill.
Morton headed the procession, as captain
of the Montem, gorgeously arrayed in
scarlet velvet and white satin, with velvet'
cap and plume. Then followed his staff,
dressed in green and gold, and wearing
cocked hats and swords; and after them the
marshal, in blue and silver: he preceded the
rest of the procession, which was composed
of every variety of character. Here were
sergeants, paged by white-skinned Indians
and beardless Turks. There were corporals
in sashes and gorgets, guarded by innocent
polemen in blue jackets and white trowsers.
The provost in his cassock was a curious
mixture of real and mock dignity, clearing
the way for. the grand people to see ensigns
salute them, or to view the solemnity of
counts of the Holy Roman Empire and
grand seigniors.
And hither and thither, among the crow_d,
darted {.he little salt-bearers, ^vitli velvet cap


COLLECTING SALT.
137
and plume, satin doublet, long silk stockings,
and velvet salt bag, begging as insinuatingly
as pretty children can beg for money for the
Montem.
How happy and excited were all the lads'!
What with the crush in the cloisters, the mob
on the mount, the clatter of carriages, and
the plunging of horses, and the universal
gayety of all, from the peer who smiled upon
them and sighed that he was no longer an
Eton boy, to the country girl who marvelled
that such little gentlemen should have cocked
hats and real swords.
Ah, the Montem is a gala day which will
be honored at Eton forever.
Adele and Gracie, as the throng ap
proached them, clapped their hands in
delight, and joined, by waving their hand
kerchiefs, the cheers which rang from the
crowd for Lord Morton Stanley, captain
of the school and of the Montem.
They looked eagerly for Herbert and those
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distinguished with Warren Kelson,- Tom
Ward, Harry Caruthers, and Arthur, when
a familiar voice asked them for salt, and.
looking around, there was Ulric, looking very
handsome and happy in his fantastic dress.
"I’m.here for my contribution,” said he.
laughingly, "as I promised you.”
" Hold up your bag, and let me see if it
is getting heavy,” said Gracie, as she and
Adele held out some silver pieces to drop
into it.
" Yes, it is heavy,” said Ulric, laughing
again as he held it up. " Uncle Warren,”
he added to General Nelson, who stood near
him talking to Mr. Nichols, "you put in a
bank note, please. It won’t be so heavy as
gold, and will be just as much.”
"But how do-you know I will put in any-.
thing?” asked his uncle, with a smile.
" Because you were an Eton boy once
yourself,” Ulric replied.
His uncle laughed, and gave him a five
pound note, and Mr. Nichols did the same.


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tem chair, and borne upon the shoulders
of the crowd to the top of the eminence —
a situation which it required all Morton’s
dignity to support with honor.
Then came the ode, — a combination of
nonsense, satire, and fun, — delivered, of
course, by the inimitable Tom Ward, and
ending, —
“My tale is o’er, my lyre unstrung,
The last, last rhyme upon my tongue;
Farewell, then ! should the toward muse
Expire ere the next Montem views,
0, give a pearly drop of tear,
If riot, a pint of purl or beer.
Farewell! the world hath been and must be,
To poets, statesmen, fiddlers, and to me! ”
Then, after this masterly production of ab
surdity, the procession broke ranks for
a while, and Herbert, Tom, Harry, Arthur,
Warren, and Ulric gathered - around Mr.
Nichols’s carriage to exchange greetings.
Morton, by the dignity of his office, was
prevented from joining the group; but he
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the bows and nods the girls bestowed upon
him, and seemed as happy as the rest.
The group around the carriage were talk
ing and laughing with jnerry badinage, when
Adele observed that Tom Ward’s attention
was abstracted, and looking in the direction
in which he kept glancing uneasily, by the
sight which met her eyes her sympathies
were instantly aroused.
A really noble looking little fellow stood
at bay, surrounded by a dozen or more
thoughtless schoolmates, all much older and
larger than himself, who were evidently tor
menting him with the skill and cruelty in
which school-boys excel.
One little lad was trying to prevent them*
and in return he, too, was being hectored.
"Who is it? What a shame ! ” exclaimed
Adele.
"It’s Tony Grindall,” said Tom ; and then,
as Adele looked conscious, he turned crim
son, and exclaimed,—
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awfully sorry. I say, Adele, do you think
your grandfather would care if they, Tony
and Jamie Cass, should sit on the box with
the coachman ? ”
"No, indeed,” said Adele; " bring them
here.”
Off went Tom, and as Adele explained
why he went, all turned to look at the group
of boys.
" Arn’t you ashamed, you fellows ? ” began
Tom.
"No!” they shouted. "He is telling
fibs.”
" He’s looking out for ' omnibuses for the
multitude.’”
"He’s going to 'sit down on the level
ground.’ ”
" He says his brother didn’t write the
translation.”
"And he didn’t,” said Tom, boldly. "I
did it myself; and it’s the meanest thing I
ever did in my life. Young Grindall, can
you ever forgive me ? ”


tom’s confession .
143
Tony flushed and hesitated, then stretching
out his hand, said,—
"Yes; I don’t mind it now. It served
me right for cheating ; .and — ” here his voice
faltered—"I’m so glad they know it wasn’t
Ned—poor Ned ! ”
Tom’s eyes grew hazy.
" Come,” said he, " Stanley’s grandfather
wants you ; see! he’s beckoning—you too,
Jamie, come ! ”
He led the way to the carriage, and after
being kindly spoken to by its occupants, he
had the satisfaction of seeing the two little
boys enjoy themselves for the rest of the day.
Tony and Adele became quite friendly;
she told him of her grotto at home in Ennis-
fellen, and he gathered flowers and bits of
rock and stone for her, and was so bright
and interesting that she found herself won
dering if it were possible that this was the
boy who had been so deceitful in the school.
At length they all began moving home
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box of Mr. Nichols’s carriage, and Ton} 7- carry
ing the bits of rock for Adele, when he gave
a sudden start, and whiz ! something spun
through the air, and Morton fell with a cry
of pain. Instantly all was confusion.
"What is it? O, w r hat is the matter?”
cried Adele, turning white with fear.
"A stone has struck Lord Stanley,” an
swered a voice from the crowd.
"Is he much hurt?” Adele asked, faintly,
as Mr. Nichols stopped the carriage and
hastened to the young baron’s side. But no
one answered her question, and she was
obliged to endure the suspense of waiting
till her grandfather returned.
"He’s standing up now,” said Jamie, who
from his station on the coachman’s box could
see over the heads of the crowd; " he’s given
them word to march. Your grandfather is
coming back, Miss Adele.”
Then Mr. Nichols, returning, said that the
missile, a piece of jagged rock, had struck
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145
of the blow had overpowered him; but he
had recovered himself, and insisted on the
procession’s marching to town in a quiet and
orderly manner; and although Mr. Nichols
had oiFered him a seat in the carriage, Morton
would not leave his post at the head of the
column.
While her grandfather was speaking,
Adele caught sight of Tony’s face. He
was very pale and frightened, and as Mr.
Nichols concluded, he drew a long sigh of
relief.
" Is that the stone, which you have in your
hand?” asked Gracie.
" Yes,” Mr. Nichols answered.
Adele looked and saw it was just like the
specimens Tony had been carrying for her.
" Could it have been Tony who threw it ? ”
she thought, and then was angry with her
self for asking the question.
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CHAPTER XIII.
JUSTICE AND GENEROSITY.
FTER Morton’s accident, all enjoy
ment, of course, was over. It was
an unfortunate ending for Montem Day, and
all were highly incensed at the indignity put
upon their captain.
Morton, poor fellow; deserved great credit
for his courage and perseverance in continu
ing an orderly march; for to have left the
procession, and gone home in a carriage,
would have made matters much worse.
This Morton knew ; and although he was
suffering severely, — for the stone had rup
tured a blood-vessel, — he said nothing of it,
and, for the credit of Eton College, persisted
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147
When the procession broke ranks in the
college yard, at the end of their march, Her
bert. and Arthur, knowing that Morton was
in great pain, led him to Mr. Nichols’s lodg
ing, which was much nearer than Mr.
Kaine’s house. He was pale and very
weak, now that the excitement was over,
and began to be quite frightened, for his
mouth kept filling with blood.
Arthur ran for Dr. Burrill, and Herbert
made him drink some salt and water; but
still the wound continued to bleed, and even
Mr. Nichols thought it dangerous. Poor
Morton was not allowed to talk; he lay still
and very pale upon the sofa, thinking his
young life was last slipping away, and wish
ing it had been a better one.
"You will make a better 'Lord Stanley’
than I,” he said, faintly, to Herbert.
But the look of pain in his cousin’s face
showed him that Herbert had no thought of
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Dr. Burrill, arriving, applied some simple
restorative to the young baron’s chest, and
gave him a few drops of medicine, which
stopped the bleeding.
"It is nothing dangerous,” said he; "keep
quiet, and in a few days, with a little care,
you will be well, Lord Stanley. Who threw
the stone?” he asked of Ulric ; "does any one
know ? ”
"They say,” said Arthur, as Ulric flushed
and hesitated to reply, "that it was young
Grindall.”
"I hope he’ll be expelled,” said the
doctor. He was an old Etonian, and was
very angry at the indignity put upon Mon-
tem Day.
Herbert, Adele, and Ulric looked pained
and disturbed.
" Why do they accuse poor Tony?” asked
Morton, gravely.
" He had his hands full of rocks and
stones,” answered Arthur. "Don’t you re
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149
"Yes,” said Adele, "for my grotto ; but,
Arthur, I don’t believe Tony Grindall threw
the stone.”
"Nor I,” cried Herbert and Ulric.
"Neither do I,” said Morton, faintly.
"You must not talk,” said the doctor to
him. "As for young Grindall, appearances
are against him. I, for one, am afraid he
did take this opportunity to revenge his
brother’s defeat.”
Then he gave some further directions as v
to Morton’s treatment, and, again enjoining
strict quiet, left him with Mr. Nichols.
" Grandpapa,” asked Adele, tearfully, " do
you think Tony did it? ”
" I am afraid he did, my dear.”
Meanwhile there was one boy, who knew
the perpetrator of the cowardly deed, and
that boy was poor little Tony. He had
seen it all. His brother, with a heart fall
of envy, rage, and bitterness, had flung the
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heir of Stanley Manor; and Tony had seen
him from his high seat on the box of Mr.
Nichols’s carriage.
Ned, when he saw Morton fall, feared he
had killed him, and fled, until he heard a
bystander telling another " ’twas some wicked
little chap in the lower school.” Then he
reflected that, if he ran away, suspicion
would instantly fasten upon him, and with
a remorseful and guilty conscience he joined
the rest.
Tony resolved to keep the secret in his
faithful little breast, and never to tell that it
was Ned; but he did not dream, poor child,
that he would be accused. With a heavy
heart he carried Adele’s treasures to the door
of the house, and then thanking Mr. Nichols,
and saying, " Good by,” ran off* to think over
what should be done, in Herbert’s study.
Passing through the cloisters, he learned
that it was he himself, and not Ned, who
was charged with the cowardly deed.
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eyes and crimson cheek. "How dare you
say I did it?”
"Dare? We dare say anything to a little
coward, who tells lies and cheats.”
"Especially we dare say what is true,”
cried another of the taunting school-boys.
But now, again, timid little Jamie Cass
stood bravely forth in Tony’s defence.
"He didn’t! I know he didn’t! I was
with him all the time.”
"Perhaps ’twas you, then,” said Will
Fales, roughly.
"No, it wasn’t,” cried Tony, furiously.
"Perhaps, since you’re so positive about -
who it wasn’t, you can tell something of who
it was,” said Harry Drake, with a sneer,
while poor Tony turned crimson, and looked
wildly about for some way of escape from his
tormentors.
A monitor just then entered the cloisters
with Cyclops, the school porter.
" There he is,” said he, pointing out Tony.
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The boys drew back as Cyclops came
forward.
" Young Grindall,” said the monitor,
sternly, "Dr. Russell has sent for you. As
for you, boys,” he added, addressing Tony’s
tormentors, "I wouldn’t sully my lips with
speaking to him, if I were you.”
Tony turned white and red with rage.
Then, throwing back his head proudly, he
looked the monitor firmly in the eye.
"I am going to Dr. Russell,” he said.
" He is just” And then he turned to follow
the porter ; but Jamie, stopping him, bravely
threw an arm around his neck, and said
aloud, —
"I know you are not guilty, Tony. No
body shall make me believe so.”
" Thank you ! ” was all Tony said; but
grateful tears sprang to his eyes. He drove
them back, however, and followed Cyclops
to the doctor’s study.
There Dr. Russell talked to him kindly
and firmly, till, finding that the child knew


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153
who was the guilty one, and failing to make
the stanch little fellow acknowledge that it
was his brother, he told him sorrowfully he
should pronounce the sentence of expulsion.
Tony had been crying bitterly; but when
Dr. Russell told him this, he swallowed his
tears, and drew his head proudly up; helped
to bear his fate by its very injustice. But
this trial was not in store for him.
Some one knocked at the door.
"Come in,” said Dr. Russell; and in came
Tony’s brother.
"Dr. Russell,” said he, quickly, "Tony
must not be unjustly punished.. I struck
Lord Stanley.”
"O, Ned,” cried little Tony, "I would
never have told ! ”
The good doctor was both grieved by
Ned’s confession, and touched by the great
love that could enable Tony to bear a heavy
punishment to shield his brother. Ned
Grindall had always been a favorite with
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gained a scholarship, and would leave Eton
at midsummer. The kind preceptor was
very charitable. While Ned stood awaiting
his sentence, he was thinking if a severe
course might not be unwise—a kind, for
giving spirit best.
" Grindall,” said he, at length, "I am very
sorry to'hear that you perpetrated that cow
ardly deed. Think what an example you
have set to the school! — you, a sixth form
boy, and a monitor. I am glad, however,
that you have the manliness to take your sin
upon your own shoulders. I will leave your
sentence with the school. You may make
your confession to the monitors, and they
may decide whether you can remain or not.
They may forgive you. But, my dear lads,”
— here he laid a hand kindly on the head of
each, — "remember you have both offended
the Judge of a higher tribunal than the
school authorities, and that each of you will
be judged ' according as the heart speaketh.’
Go to Him, my young friends, in your


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155
trouble, and seek the grace which you both
need.”
Humbly and penitently they-left his pres
ence, both resolved on a better course.
The meeting of the monitors was called
the next day, and Ned humbly confessed to
them his attack upon Morton, and his de
ceitfulness about Tony’s Latin translations.
Morton, of course, was unable to be pres
ent, but he sent a note by Herbert, request
ing that Ned might be forgiven, and allowed
to retain his rank and position in the school.
His generosity influenced them all: unani
mously they agreed to forgive and forget his
faults ; and Ned, with tears in his eyes, as
sured them they would never regret their
generosity.
And they never did. A low fever broke
out in the school soon after, and Ned Grin-
dall was one of its first victims. And when
he died, I think the boys, and Dr. Russell,
too, must have been very thankful, in their
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been of great kindness ; and, moreover,- they
knew that his repentance was sincere, that
his contrition was heartfelt, and that after
his quiet, peaceful death, he would wake in
the "golden city,” where the weary are at
rest.
Little Tony was nearly heart-broken, but
could not help realizing how much kinder
the boys had grown, with their hearts opened
by his sorrow. Herbert, Tom, and Ulric
were his constant friends; and when the
school was broken up, on account of the
fever, Herbert took him home to Ennis-
fellen.
Adele and Gracie had returned before;
and they devoted themselves to the little lad,
trying to lighten his sorrow and make him
happy again. But Tony’s faithful heart was
sore stricken : for a long time he would take
no interest in anything. Gradually, how
ever, his grief wore away, and when, under
the kind influences around him, he became
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157
Nature intended he should be, all felt amply
repaid for their efforts in his behalf.
Ned’s memory occupied a tender niche in
his heart forever, and Tony never forgot the
lesson he had learned — to walk uprightly in
the fear and love of the Lord, and to have
charity — the greatest of the Christian vir
tues.
Tom Ward visited Wales with Jamie Cass,
where h‘is remarkable powers of voice were
the marvel of the simple country folk. A
great deal of innocent amusement he afforded
them; but I am glad to be able to record,
that Tom never again entertained himself at
the expense of pain to another; and before
lie left Eton, he frankly confessed his power
of ventriloquism to the boys at Mr. Kaine’s,
and declared that Will Fales was entirely in
nocent of the charge against him.
Morton soon recovered from the effects of
the blow he had received. When the school
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Langford was invited to spend this un
expected vacation with them, and he soon
became a great favorite at Stanley Manor.
Mr. Montgomery became so interested in
him, that he made arrangements by which
Mrs. Langford was enabled to remove to a
snug little cottage near Cambridge, where
she had the satisfaction of being with her son
throughout his university career — a blessing
which the lame boy fully appreciated”.
Warren Nelson went with the general to
Italy, and Ulric gladly returned to Ennis-
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CHAPTER- XIV.
tony’s encounter with the smuggler .
OJSTY was one day sitting alone upon
some high rocks on the beach at En-
nisfellen, watching the ever-restless waves,
and thinking mournfully of his dead brother.
It was getting late, and he was far from
the house; of this he had not thought until
aroused froni’his reverie by the sound of foot
steps ; then, looking up, he saw a rough,
ill-looking man, dressed as a sailor, coming
towards him.
"A smuggler, I do believe,” said Tony to
himself.
The man was evidently intoxicated; and,
not liking his appearance enough to want
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ing towards the house. But he had not
gone far, when, —
" Holloa ! you there — stop ! ” came ring
ing in loud and insolent tones after him.
Tony paused and hesitated, thinking what
he should do.
"I’ll run for it,” he presently decided; and
off he went like a flash.
But he was pursued, and fast as he ran,
faster yet ran the smuggler after him. Soon
a hand fell heavily upon his shoulder, and he
was whirled around, with a violent shake, to
confront the angry man whom in every
nerve he felt to be a foe.
" What do you mean by making off so ? ”
growled the man, giving poor Tony another
shake: "d’you know a chap, in these parts,
name o’ Stanley?”
Instinctively Tony felt that this man meant
harm to Herbert. He knew that the smug
glers of the coast were a wild and lawless
set; that they thought as little of taking a
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AN UNPLEASANT COMPANION. 161
they were bitterly incensed against Herbert
for tbs exposure of the cave.
’you know of a chap name o’ Stan
ley?” repeated this one, who already saw in
Tony’s pale, set face that he did know.
" What shall I do ? ” thought the poor
child, desperately. "I must not tell him, and
I cannot say I don’t know, for I do.”
At poor Ned’s death-bed Tony had prom
ised never again to sully his lips with a false
hood, and he had faithfully kept the promise
thus far.
The man was swearing at him with the
most dreadful oaths, Tony thought, that he
ever heard. His heart grew sick with fear,
and he looked wildly about for help ; but,
alas ! nothing was to be seen but the yellow
beach, the sky, the gray rocks, and the sur
ging waters beneath.
"Look here, I say, sir ! ” cried the smug
gler, growing frightfully angry at the brave
little lad’s continued silence; "you just walk
back in your tracks ! ” and he led the child
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out to the near edge of the rocks. "Now
answer my question, an’ I’ll let you go. I
don’t want to harm you. . But if you don’t
tell me all about that other chap I’m after,
I’ll throw you into the water.”
Tony knew very well that the man meant
all that he said. What did he care for the
life of a little boy, wicked, lawless wretch
that he was ? And suppose he did not
answer, and the man should kill him; some
body else would tell where Herbert might be
found. If he should only speak and get
away, could he not save Herbert by giving
the alarm to the household? But just then
lie caught sight of Herbert’s figure, alone
among the rocks nearer to the hall. If this
man should see him now, how could Her
bert defend himself, alone as he was ? Sud
denly, with a firm resolve never to turn trai
tor, but to be true to his friend, Tony turned,
and looked firmly up into the scowling face
above him.


tiie smuggler’s threats . 163
"Now are you going to answer?” asked
the man, savagely.
" No ! ” said Tony, with lips so dry that
he could scarcely speak.
" No ! ” cried the smuggler, his face red
with rage. "_ZVo/ Now I’ll just tell you,
my fine bird! you’ve got to answer me.
D’you see this ? ” unbuttoning his dirty vest
and showing a revolver. "Now, if you don’t
tell me, in less than no time, where that chap
is, and when I can nab him, I’ll shoot you,
as sure as you’re born, and throw you in to
the fishes ! and you won’t be the first I’ve
killed, either, by a good deal. Will you
tell me, then, now?”
"No,” said Tony, with trembling lips.
The man drew his revolver, and held it
close to the child’s head.
Tony thought 'he was to be shot instantly.
His heart stood still. He closed his eyes,
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CHAPTER XV.
tony’s courage prevails .
I 1ST spite of his threats the man would not
have dared to shoot Tony there upon
the beach, for he well knew that the report
of his revolver would bring a score of the
Ennisfellen servants down upon him. But
Tony did not know this. He thought that
his hour had come. He read no mercy in
the cruel, vengeful face above him. When
his prayer ended, he looked up calmly in the
glaring eyes of the smuggler. But now he
felt no fear; his heart seemed turned to steel.
"You came within an ace of it then,” said
the man, cruelly. "I only didn’t kill you,
because you hadn’t told me. Now, then,
once more, where’s that chap? Will you tell
me?”


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"No !” said the brave little fellow again,
in a low tone.
In an instant there was a rush of feet be
hind the smuggler; the revolver was wrested
from his grasp, and he was hurled, head fore
most, down from the rocks into the sea.
Tony could only see that it was Max, and
sank upon the sand, his high-strung excite
ment suddenly leaving him.
The smuggler was swimming in to the
shore.
"Hold on ! ” cried Max, savagely ; "there’s
your boat; take her and clear out! Come
an inch nearer shore and I’ll shoot you ! ”
and he aimed the revolver at the swimmer’s
head.
To Tony’s amazement, the man, being a
coward, obeyed, took to his boat, and went
off, afraid to encounter the wrath of honest
Max again. For Max knew the man well,
and knew also that the police were watching
for him out in the bay; and he observed with
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straight towards them. Then turning to
Tony, who was also watching his late an
tagonist, Max inquired, —
"Whatever, Master Tony, was that man
at you for ? ”
" He wanted me to tell where he could
find Herbert,” answered Tony, with a sigh
of relief.
" And you wouldn’t ? The Lord forever
bless you, Master Tony! You’re a right
brave lad ! If the wretch had found Master
Herbert, he would have killed him, sure ! ”
Herbert himself now came hastening up
the rocks.
" What is it, Max? Who was the man?
What did you pitch him off for? You might
have killed him.” For he had seen the
whole of Max’s interference and its result
from the distance.
" Small loss if I had, sir,” was Max’s
laconic reply. ' f He was a smuggler, sir,
and after you ; he was going to shoot Master
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167
where you were. He’s true as steel, sir, and
he wouldn’t tell, though the wretch held a
loaded revolver at his head, and swore he’d
kill him.”
" Tony, Tony ! did you really peril your
life for me?” cried Herbert, completely over
come by this instance of faithful friendship.
As for Tony, he was made a lion of at
once. At the hall, when they had reached
it and told the story of his danger, all flocked
around the little hero with hearts fall of eager
sympathy.
Mr. and Mrs. Nichols could scarcely be
lieve the tale at first; that such a thing should
happen in well-conducted England seemed
almost impossible to them. They shuddered
as they thought of the brave child’s situation,
and they could not feel grateful enough to
him for his generous courage in shielding
Herbert; for they realized what the smug
gler’s treatment of him would have been,
with vengeance for a motive, when he could
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Adele, between her joy that both were
safe, and her fear of what might have hap
pened if Tony had been less brave, or Max
less prompt in his defence, was laughing and
crying, and clinging to Herbert.
Ulric was admiring Tony and expressing
his satisfaction at Max’s prompt and decisive
course of action.
"You’re just the pluckiest chap for a
friend, Tony ! ” he cried, earnestly. "I love
Herbie dearly; but I’m afraid I would have
told, all the same, if I’d been threatened with
a loaded revolver held at my head.”
"I would do anything for Herbert,” said
Tony, gratefully; " he was always kind when
all the others were down on me. He has
been a good friend to me.”
"But wern’t you afraid, really now?” per
sisted Ulric.
"Yes,” said Tony, "I was dreadfully
afraid at first; but afterwards I wouldn’t
have answered him if it had been only a com
mon question ; he was so repulsive, so wick-


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169
ed-looking and mean, I wouldn’t have let
him make me do anything.”
"Bravo, Tony ! You’re a regular George
Washington, Rogers, Fox, General Grant,
and all the rest of ’em ! ” Ulric cried, getting
rather mixed up in his list of heroes. "I
say, Mr. Nichols, why can’t we have a
tower, or a summer-house, or something or
other, built on the spot where Tony stood,
for a holocaust, you know? ”
Even Tony joined in the laugh at Ulric’s
idea of a holocaust, which is a burnt-offer-
ing; but the suggestion of a tower was
eagerly caught by Herbert and Adele.
"Yes, yes, grandpapa,” they cried; "let
us have a tower, built like a light-house,
there; those rocks are very dangerous, you
know.”
And so eager were they, that Mr. Nichols
consented to think of the project.


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CHAPTER XVI.
BUILDING THE LIGHT-HOUSE.
MR. NICHOLS’S thought led to ap
proval. He consulted a number of
the neighboring squires, and the result was a
decision on his part to build a small light
house with a fixed light, which would really
be of great service; for several wrecks had
happened, and many lives had been lost, upon
this dangerous ledge.
The rocks upon which Tony had stood
were not covered at high tide ; but a sloping
shelf ran out from them, under water, half
a mile into the sea, and vessels driven upon
this shelf were invariably wrecked.
The beacon at Flamboro’ Head lighted the
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but on this small ledge no friendly gleams
warned the mariner of the hidden danger.
So greatly was the need of a light-house felt,
that when Mr. Nichols’s purpose became
known, a subscription was started, and quite
an amount of funds sent in to help on the
project.
Plerbert and the children were full of en
thusiasm, and spent all their time in study
ing charts and plans, and driving Gypsy to
Flamboro’ Cliff to watch the progress of the
stone cutters there, for of that stone their
tower was to be built.
Mr. and Mrs. Nichols intended the work
to be a sort of thank-offering for Adele’s
strange rescue from the shipwrecked Euro-
pa. They were, therefore, greatly interest
ed in it; and while Gracie Lee rode about
with the children, they studied the subject
with the rector.
An illustrated volume of reports on the
various lights on the coast was procured,
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Inchcape Rock Light-house. The new one
would be like it, very much smaller, of
course, and built of the stone from Flam-
boro’ Cliff.
The decision once made, workmen were
sent from London and York, and the busi
ness of building began.
Laying the corner-stone — though, as Ulric
said, "how could it be a corner-stone, when
the tower was round ? ” — was quite an im
pressive ceremony.
A number of Mr. Nichols’s friends were
there; among them Lord Gordon, of York,
who was greatly interested in all benevolent
and charitable schemes. Through him Queen
Victoria had heard of the projcct, and it was
known that Lord Gordon would deliver a
message in her name.
The party from Ennisfellen stood upon the
rocks, close to the structure. Below them
were a crowd of fishermen in their Sunday
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in their best, their honest faces glowing with
pride and pleasure.
Mr. Lee began the ceremony by asking a
blessing upon the undertaking; he then said
it was in part a thank-offering for the restora
tion of the heiress of Ennisfellen from the
storm and the sea; that, as her life had been
saved, this building was to be dedicated to
the saving of other lives.
Then a deed was read by which Mr.
Nichols, in behalf of Herbert and Adele
Stanley, bequeathed the tower to the Mar
iners of England, and apportioned an ade
quate sum of money for its proper mainte
nance, to be paid annually by the estate of
Ennisfellen.
Max was by the same deed elected light
keeper until his sixtieth year, wdien his suc
cessor would be duly appointed from some
one of the Ennisfellen tenantry; and if the
estate should ever not sufficiently support the
light-house, the building and all its appoint
ments would be forfeited to the government.


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A ringing cheer went up from the crowd
when the deed was read, and then they lis
tened to the queen’s message.
"Her Majesty,” Lord Gordon said, "high
ly approves this enterprise. In the name of
England, she thanks Mr. Nichols for his
benevolence. She commends Herbert Stan
ley’s capture of the smugglers, and congratu
lates him on having so firm and courageous
a friend as Antony Grindall, upon whom she
bestows an Albert Medal as a token of her
regard.”
Cheer after cheer rang out for the gracious
queen, and for her brave little subject, while
Lord Gordon hung around the neck of the
blushing lad the silver Albert Medal — an
especial gift from the queen, and bestowed
only in cases of great valor in saving human
lives.
Lord Gordon, again speaking, presented
the new station with a life-boat; and then,
amid a burst of music from the coast-guard
band, the royal, national flag was uufurled,


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and Adele, throwing a bottle of wine, chris
tened the " Ennisfellen Light-house.”
The deeds and papers were then put in the
corner-stone, Herbert and Adele laid the first
trowelfuls of mortar, the covering stone was
placed, and the ceremony was over. But
not the interest of the children — that never
flagged.
All through the long vacation, they
watched the workmen, as —
“ They hewed the timber, they piled the stone,
And day by day the walls rose fair.”
It was nearly finished, and the lamp was
lighted on the evening of the last day of their
vacation, when the children walked down
from the hall to take a farewell view.
"I am quite left out in the cold,” said
Ulric, laughingly, "notwithstanding that I
originated the idea. However, that is the
way of the world. When Columbus stood
an egg on end, all the world knew how.”
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laugh; " you must devote your energies,
XJlric, to the study of holocausts.”
"Ah,” retorted Ulric, triumphantly, point
ing to the lamp, as they turned back towards
the hall, "isn’t that a burnt-offering?”
"If Tom Ward was here, he would say,”
said Tony, —
“ How far that little candle throws its beams!
So shines a good deed in this naughty world.”
And now, my dear young readers, while
the sea mists settle, and the tide comes in,
and the gulls scream their " good night ”
over the rocks, we will bid adieu to our
young friends at Ennisfellen. Whether the
parting be final or not remains with you.
I, for one, leave them with regret.


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