The pilot: a tale of the sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper.

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)' One. \X'rtll atl you (lie; over thte elifll' You
mlust tlake a seaman'ls laddert't; thlerel is ftootini oil
the t nrots d cks lt ras ft' your handlts. Over thell
cli'}) I bild ye, o' I'llt eatst ye into the lsea, as 1 would
a dlead 0tclomy!''
I Mercy,' mercy!" implored I )illon; 0 I coillX
t01t (td it.t mi the day; by this light I shall surely
{ Over w-ith ye t! said't om, ( ".........))
Dillon waNited foir no more, but descended, with
triniblitig steps, thle dangerous precil)ic,&llieth lay:tefo.re him. II(e - ts filhotvted by tlle cookckswailt,
with a hfaste that unavoidably (lislotd htt. his o ip:
tive tfrom the treml?liingt stadt i he hfad ttilent onl the
shel'. of at t riok wl), to lis inreased hotiror, )tlund(t
himself danglinug i10 tihe air> his bod0y impendiug
over t the stle1n sl that was tu imblingt bt in, with
violn e:, upon11 t10e rocks bennceatht him. An iu vo
tluntary shriek burst t'orn iillon, as hre ftlt his
person thrust fromt the inarrow shelf',l and hisT ery
sonilded amnidrst the tempest, like thle screchintgs
of thle spirit of the storm.
" lAnother stuctt eall, and I cut your t'ow-linl,
viltlain" said the determined settan itn when tt no
thitng short of' eternitty twill bring you uIl)."'IThe souittds of footsteps and voicets wNvere now'
diistinetly Iaudible, and presently a pa'ty of armlled
tntl appea:ed oi the edges of the rocks, directly
ah}ove th11h1.
It wastv18 ta humaln votle" saidt one of' themt i and
like a matt int dist ress'.'
" It (talnnot be the imeni \Xe are sent int sea'ch of',"
rettlurned Stegeiant Drill;; " fo' r no watehwotrd that
I ever heardt sounded like(- that cry."'
T'h'lJy say, that such eiries are often heard, ii
stormsi al on this coast," said a voice, that wafs
utteretd wvith less of' military confidence than the