Beadle's Dime Novels No. 208: The Ocean Outlaw — page 54: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER VL We must now turn our attention to Glen’s Cottage and {t© inmates. Something over a year had elapsed since Rilpn Grey had visited his family; and, in epite of her efforts to feel ensy, Ethel had begun to entertain an ill- di fined fectng of alarm for his safely that almost amount ed) to a presentiment of coming evil. Though there was nothing in the mere fact of his absence to occasion Unea- siness, (for he had beer away much longer at a time,) but Jately she had permitted her mind to dwell on very little circumstances connected with her father’s prolonged s'ay —trifling, it is true, of themsclves—yet they formed a chain of reasoning that convinced Eihcl that something— she knew not what—was wrong. She feared that her parent had allowéd himself to be engaged in some contraband trade; but, a suspicion of his _reul business never, for a moment, entered her innocent heart. Her mind was too pure to entertain the thoaght that it was possible that one to whom she gave the tille of father was engaged in actual piracy ; and daily a prayrt went up to the Throne of Grace for the wanderer's safe return to his home, aud to the path of virtue, if be had sirayed from it. It was a beautiful afternoon in the early part of antnmn, that Ethel Grey sat by an open window that comminded a view of the little cove at the foot of the garJen; thouch apparently occupied in contemplating the scenes betore her, she was in reality thinking of her absent father, an! wishing she could sce his boat, at that moment—as she bal seen it many times—puss up the cove, and land at the little pier. Suddenly, she saw a figure emerging from the bushes, conmicldooks.conn