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Show 1 j DICK RODNEY; I Or. The Adventures of 5 i! An Eton Boy... 5 .........utitt! &C'68,Bi I'll IT HI! XX XV. -(Continued.) This Instrument of the law was simply sim-ply an upright wooden post risim; from the platform. At its base was a low stool, on which the condemned are seated, ami about three feel above that, appears an Iron ring with a handle and screw, by the compression of which they are strangled, instantly or slowly were on the deck c.f good old English oak--aye, as much at home as If we stood upon the chalky South Foreland, and saw the pres-it hop fields of fertile Kent at our fret, with the gray towers of Dover ami the white spires of Deal in the distance. Old Lambourne uttered ut-tered a shout, and pointed to the Union Jack. One must he abroad and far away to feel to the full the emotions that are excited, and the confidence which is inspired on seeing the old flag, that has swept, every sea and shore, waving in its pride from the gaff-peak of a British Brit-ish man-of-war. according to sentence. The crowd was very impatient; the hour at which the srini scene was to have taken place was now long past. Loud murmurs arose from the people, who had heard most exaggerated stories if Antonio's stature, strength It is then that we feel "what a sway one little island has exercised over the mighty earth." Mislop and I dined with Capt. B , who was anxious to hear or.r story m detail. Our shipmates were told off to their several divisions, and we were placed in the ward room mess for the remainder re-mainder of the voyage. We sailed that night, and under steam and canvas, as we bore away to the north, we soon saw the Peak of Adam sinking into the dark blue sea. "Adieu to the Canaries," said Hislop, waving his hat; "the next shore we and ferocity, ami glances of anger and Impatience were darted at the gilt dial of the town house, on which a black banner was hoisted but half-mast hip:h. We recognized nearly all I he crew of the San Ildefonso in front of the mob; and there, too, were a number of British Brit-ish sailors of 11. M.'s steam sloop o war Active, which had anchored iu the harbor that morning. Several priests in long, gray robes were hurrying to and fro, begging a "peseta" to pay for masses for the soul of the condemned man. As neither Hislop nor I had any desire de-sire to witness a scene so barbarous see will be Europe the white cliffs of Old England, perhaps." But next day we sighted the great pitons of the Salvage islands, a group of uninhabited rocks which are claimed claim-ed by the Portuguese (perhaps no one else cares about them), and which are surrounded by dangerous shoals. One of these isles closely resembles the fantastic rocks of the Needles, at the west end of the Isle of Wight. On the Salvages the canary birds are so numerous that an old voyager says "it is impossible to walk without crushing their eggs." We touched at Madeira, and after a delightful voyage of about sixteen days 1 ran up the Channel, and came to anchor an-chor in the Downs on the 29th of October. and revolting as an execution, we hastened has-tened to our posada to breakfast, where we were some lime later joined by Capt. Jose Estremera, who had just come from the Castle of Santa Cruz, where the culprit was confined, and who gave us all the particulars concerning con-cerning the execution of Antonio that we eared to know. CHAPTER XXXVI. Conclusion. I have but little more to add, for with this last episode the course of wild adventures upon which I had been so strangely hurried, nearly closes. A few hours afler the death of Antonio, An-tonio, when Hislop and I, with Lambourne, Lam-bourne, Carlton and other survivors of v,- rnocnio n-erp waiting in the office I had been absent from home more than a year, when I found myself in London in mighty London, with its dark forests of masts and its dark cathedral ca-thedral dome, that meets the eye from every point of view a wondrous and bewildering change, after traversing so long the wide and lonely sea! Yv-ith a heart swollen by anxiety to learn tidings of my father, my mother and sisters, I reached the counting room of my uncle's ffrm, Rodney & Co. in the city, but there was something some-thing so peculiar in my aspect, which pertained neither to sea nor shore, and was unmistakably outlandish, that old John Thomas, the porter, seemed inclined in-clined to shut the door in my face. A short explanation, however, soon overcame his scruples, and 1 was then admitted. My uncle was at Erlesmere, but his head clerk assured me that my family of the British consul, to make some arrangements ar-rangements for rewarding Jose Estremera Estre-mera for his great kindness to us all, we met Captain the Hon. Egerton B of her majesty's ship Active, who was so struck with our story that he offered offer-ed us all a passage to England, an offer of-fer we accepted with gratitude. His ship was leaving the African squadron, and returning home to be repaired. "Rodney Rodney," said he, ponder-ingly ponder-ingly when the consul introduced me, "you'ought to have been a sailor, for your name is well known in the service ser-vice " and his words brought the memory mem-ory ' of my poor mother's ambition back to me, and I thought of the old picture which hung in the dining room at home. . . After a brief conference with his shipmates, Tattooed Tom now came were all well, though they had long since given me up for dead, as a handsome (he assured me it was very handsome) white marble tablet erected to my memory in the Rectory church remained to testify. My letters from Cuba had never reached home. As I had no desire to shock my parents par-ents by a sudden surprise, a telegram preceded me, and in less than an hour I was off by the express tram for Erlesmere. But with all its speed the express seemed too slow for me. Maik Hislop accompanied me until he csuld . i,oiWe look nir for that forward, and twirling nis u -a hat said that "if the noble captain had no objection, as he, Ned Carlton Probart and the other poor fellow, , of the Eugenie were out of a berth, and at uncommon low water, they would Sadly ship aboard the Active and enter en-ter her majesty's service. terCaRt B, who saw at a glance that they were all first-class seamen, read-fyaccepted read-fyaccepted the offer and promised hem the usual bounty, for which thej taw three loud cheers for the queen til it came from their throats not the heartily that they were far away rmhhearr ad in a as they were, with scaiceiy tered as they were, with scarcely . eaverwer?0. my lads," said HisfoPi "this is the best th.nyou can dnlrr'shates neither Sbster'noreen hands, but thorough A'aBs 'thev all loved him, another cheer I c friendly glass together, have a tiieuno t ,.mer was set a snip, uLLI- , he meant to visit his old mother, who lived somewhere in Scotland. After all that we had undergone, all that I had to show my family were the sword and old book found in the waterlogged brig, the creese of a mutinous mu-tinous Lascar, and the ring given me bv the governor of Surabaya. I have now realized the truth of Goethe's maxim: "He that looks forward for-ward sees one way to pursue, but he who looks backward sees many." THE END. , fviendlv g ass lugcuiv.. bave a ft endO S gteamer was Sni that 'even ng, a boat under a to sail that ciei &. 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