Front Cover
 Title Page
 Chapter I
 Chapter II
 Chapter III
 Chapter IV
 Chapter V
 Chapter VI
 Chapter VII
 Back Cover

Group Title: Brothers
Title: The brothers
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Title: The brothers
Physical Description: 1 v. (various pagings) : col. ill. ; 17 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Kingston, William Henry Giles, 1814-1880
Evans, Edmund, 1826-1905 ( Illustrator )
George Routledge and Sons ( Publisher )
Ballantyne, Hanson and Co ( Printer )
Publisher: George Routledge and Sons
Place of Publication: London ;
Glasgow ;
Manchester ;
New York
Manufacturer: Ballantyne, Hanson and Co.
Publication Date: [1876?]
Subject: Youth -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Brothers -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Natural history -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Fathers and sons -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Adventure and adventurers -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Voyages and travels -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Christian life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1876
Genre: novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Scotland -- Glasgow
England -- Manchester
United States -- New York -- New York
Scotland -- Edinburgh
Statement of Responsibility: by William H.G. Kingston.
General Note: Date of publication from inscription.
General Note: Frontispiece printed in colors; Illustrations by E. Evans.
General Note: Issued with three other titles in original publisher's binding.
General Note: With: The school friends, or, Nothing new / by William H.G. Kingston -- The ivory trader / by William H.G. Kingston -- Alone on an island.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Title Page
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Chapter I
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
    Chapter II
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        Page 11
        Page 12
    Chapter III
        Page 13
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        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
    Chapter IV
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
    Chapter V
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
    Chapter VI
        Page 31
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
    Chapter VII
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        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
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    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
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ANY years ago, while King George the Third sat
on the tranquil throne of England, and before
the First Napoleon became Emperor of France,
Gilbert Maitland, the youngest of Farmer Maitland's three
sons, was one autumn evening, mounted on his shaggy
pony, riding through the New Forest. He had set out
from the town of Christchurch to return to his father's
house, which was situated between it and Lymington.
The shadows of the trees grew longer and longer, till
they disappeared altogether in the general gloom, as the
sun sank into the leaden-coloured foam-topped waves
of the English Channel, which could here and there be
seen from the higher ground through the openings of the
trees on his right. The wind howled and whistled, and
the dry leaves and twigs, blown off by the south-westerly
gale, came flying by even faster than he galloped, while
the clouds gathering thickly overhead increased the
Gilbert was not altogether comfortable in his mind.
Hie had gone, contrary to his father's wish, to pay a visit


to Dick IIockley, whose acquaintance he had formed
while at school at Christchurch, and whom Mr Maitland
considered an unfit companion for one of his boys. Mr
Hlockley held a small farm, and though it was badly
cultivated, he had become wealthy, and had built a good
house, and rode a fine horse, and lived in a style much
above his position. He was, indeed, more than suspected
of being connected with one of the many gangs of daring
smugglers who at that time carried on their illicit traffic
on the coast of Hampshire and Dorsetshire. Dick, a
bold, rough fellow, two or three years older than Gilbert,
boasted openly that he had already engaged in several
smuggling enterprises.
Gilbert was fascinated by the accounts his acquaintance
gave him of the risks he had run, the excitement of being
chased, and the triumphant satisfaction of landing a
valuable cargo, and conveying it, escorted by a large
body of armed men, under the very noses of the Revenue
officers, into the interior. Gilbert's great ambition was
to join in one of these expeditions; whenever he could
get an opportunity, he rode over to see his friend, and to
listen to his long yarns.
His father had at first cautioned him against any in-
timacy with a person of so doubtful a character as young
Hockley, and then, finding that his warnings were of no
avail, had positively prohibited Gilbert from associating
with him.
He had grumbled greatly at this, when one day, Mr
Maitland being away from home, in the hearing of his
sister Mary and his two elder brothers Hugh and Arthur,
he declared that he would go, notwithstanding what his
father said.


Dick is an honest fellow, and he has asked me to
come, and I don't see why father has a right to stop me,"
he exclaimed.
Father has forbid you to go, as he does not approve
of young Hockley, and at all events it is your duty to obey
him," said Mary. Pray, Gilbert, do not go ; it will vex
father so much."
I will tell you what, Gilbert," exclaimed Hugh, "if
you are going to play any tricks of the sort, I will lash
your hands behind you, and shut you up in your room
till father comes back. I am the eldest, and it is my
business to keep order while he is away."
You had better not try to lay hands on me, or it
willbe the worse for you," exclaimed Gilbert, dashing out
of the room.
I don't think he will dare to go," said Hugh, resum-
ing his studies, which had thus been interrupted.
Arthur, who was also sitting with his books before
him, had not spoken.
They were both reading hard. Hugh had sometime
before left school with great credit, having gained nume-
rous prizes, and an exhibition which would enable him
at his own earnest desire to go to college, where he hoped
that with the talents he was supposed to possess he
should make his way to a good position in life. He
had a fine constitution, was strongly built, and neither
study nor bodily exercise ever seemed to fatigue him; so
that with the resolution and clear intellect he possessed,
he had every prospect of succeeding.
Arthur, though studious, was delicate, and had been kept
back somewhat by ill health. Neither of them had any
taste for farming pursuits, and their father, who was proud


of their talents, was anxious, as far as he was able, to give
them the means of following the course in life they had
marked out for themselves. He and his ancestors, sturdy
yeomen of the upper class, the pith and marrow of the
English population, for many generations had held the
farm he occupied ; and as he wished it to continue in his
family, he had determined that his younger son Gilbert
should become a farmer. Gilbert was what is often
called a fine-spirited lad, but unfortunately he had been
allowed to have his own way, and in consequence, fre-
quently exhibited a determination not to submit to con-
trol. He had also never known a mother's tender and
watchful care, for Mr Maitland had been deprived of
his wife soon after Gilbert's birth, and perhaps this
circumstance may have prevented him from restraining
the child's temper, or punishing him when guilty of faults,
as strictly as his better judgment would have prompted
him to do.
Mr Maitland, an upright man, proud of his old family,
and satisfied with his position, did not wish to rise out
of it, though he was ready to allow his sons to run for-
ward as far as they could in the race of life. He held
the laws in respect, and, an exception to many around
him, was strongly opposed to the smugglers and their
illicit traffic. He would never allow them to deposit
any of their goods on his property, and the active part he
took in assisting the Revenue officers gained him much
ill-will from the contraband traders.
Gilbert had scarcely left the room when Aithur got
up, saying in his gentle way--
I will try and persuade him to obey father, and not
to go off to Christchurch. If he wants a ride, 1 will


accompany him to Lymington, where there is to be a
review of the Foreign Legion ; or if he has a fancy for
fishing, we will take our rods, and try and get some tench
for father's supper."
Oh, do get him to do that said Mary. "Father
likes them better than anything else, and I will try and
cook them nicely for him."
Arthur, leaving his darling books, hastened out after
Gilbert. Mary hoped he might find him, and prevent
him committing the act of disobedience he threatened.
She loved all her brothers, and the two elder treated her
with tenderness and.respect. She was a kind-hearted,
good-tempered, and intelligent girl, in every way worthy
of their love, and possessed of a considerable amount of
beauty. She came next to Hugh in age, but she and
Arthur were more generally companions, as they agreed
in most of their tastes. Hugh was already a young man,
and though he had no objection to a gallop through the
forest, he devoted the greater part of his time, even when
at home, to study. He had determined to make his way
in the world, and he knew that only by steady application
could he hope to do so.
Mary now sat at the window, busily plying her needle,
and refraining from speaking lest she might interrupt
him, though she wanted to talk to him about Gilbert,
whose general conduct had of late given her great an
xiety. She could not help thinking that it would be better
if he were to be sent to a distance, and thus be separated
from his present companions. Neither she nor Arthur
liked to tell their father what they knew about him, but
she thought that Hugh might do so, and might suggest
the plan which had occurred to her.


Arthur, after some time, came back. He had searched
everywhere for Gilbert, but had been unable to find him,
his saddle was not in the harness-room, nor his pony in
the stable; it was evident that he had ridden off some-
In the evening Mr Maitland came back, and inquired
for Gilbert. His other children were unwilling to say
that they feared he had gone to Christchurch, for they
hoped he might have taken a ride in some other direction.
Night came on, and still he did not appear. Mr Mait-
land inquired whether any of them could tell where
Gilbert had gone. At last Mary confessed that he had
said he should ride over to see Dick Hockley ; but that
she hoped, from her and his brothers' remonstrances, that
he would have refrained from doing so.
Hour after hour passed away, and Mr Maitland, at
first angry, became anxious about him. The night was
too dark to permit of any one going out to search for
him ; indeed, as there were numerous ways through the
forest by which he could come, he might be easily missed.
Midnight arrived, and he was still absent. Mr Maitland
now became seriously alarmed, and he, with Hugh and
Arthur, went out in different directions from the house,
listening anxiously, in the hopes of hearing the sound ot
his pony's footsteps, but the roaring and whistling of
the wind in the trees drowned all other noises. At
length they re-entered the house, Mr Maitland sent the
rest of, the family to bed, but sat up himself watching
for Gilbert's return.



GILBERT knew his way, and that he could trust his little
forest-bred pony to carry him safe home; so he gave it
the rein, and let it gallop along the open glade, though
the gloom was often so dense that he could not see a
yard beyond the animal's head. He had got some dis-
tance, and had just crossed another road, when he heard
the sound of horses' hoofs behind him. There were
several. They came on at a rapid rate. Who the
horsemen were he could not tell. The sounds increased.
He put his little forester at its swiftest gallop, but his
pursuers were soon at his heels, and a stentorian voice
shouted to him to stop, with the threat of a pistol-bullet
through his head. He pulled up, feeling that all hopes
of escape were vain.
Who are you ? what are you after here ?" shouted
the same voice, and two men galloping up seized his
rein. What business takes you out at this time of
night, youngster ?" asked one of the men.
I am going home," answered Gilbert.
"Where is your home? said one of the men, drawing
a pistol from his belt; "answer truly, or I will send a
bullet through you "
I am going tothe house of Mr Maitland, my father,"
answered Gilbert, more frightened than he had ever be-
fore been in his life.
Mr Maitland you will not go there to-night !" ex-
claimed the man, with a loud curse. Why, he is the
fellow who before brought the soldiers down upon us, and
this youngster has been sent out to learn where we are


going, and will be setting the dragoons from Lymington
on our heels. If Mr Maitland ever falls into our hands,
he will find we have a heavy score to settle with him."
These remarks were interlarded with numerous fierce
oaths, which need not be repeated.
The men now turning round the pony's head, led Gilbert
back, swearing at him in a way which made his blood
curdle, and fancy that they intended to shoot him or
knock his brains out.
They had not got far when Gilbert saw a long line of
horsemen riding two and two, in close order, crossing
the road. They appeared to have heavy packages
on their saddles, and were armed with blunderbusses
and swords. Gilbert's conductors seemed to be watch-
ing for some one to come up. After the horsemen came
a line of waggons, with an armed man sitting in front of
each and another behind, while a horseman rode on
either side. There seemed to be no end of them, one
following close upon the other. Gilbert counted a
hundred or more. At last another band of horsemen
appeared. One of Gilbert's captors called to a man
riding among them whom he addressed as Captain,"
and told him of the way they had found Gilbert, and
their suspicions.
"Bring him along with you," was the answer, "we
will have a talk by and by with him."
Gilbert's captors joined the ranks, and the party of
smugglers continued to make their way by unfrequented
paths through the forest. He now recollected hearing
that a strong force of military had been sent down to
Lymington to assist the Revenue officers, and every mo-
ment he expected to see the smugglers attacked. They,


however, seemed to have no dread of being interfered
with, but rode on, laughing and joking with the utmost
indifference. From the remarks Gilbert overheard, he
found that they had taken good care to mislead the mili-
tary, who were waiting far behind them, near the coast,
under the belief that the intended run of contraband
goods had not yet been landed. At length the smugglers
reached a spot where their large band was to break up
into separate parties who were to branch off in various
directions, some with silks and ribbons to go even as far
as London, others to different towns, while a portion of
the goods were to be stored in hiding-places in the forest.
A large party of mounted men still remained after the
waggons had gone off. Among them were those who
had seized Gilbert.
Well, Captain, what shall we do with this young
viper; he is a son of old Maitland's, and there is no doubt
has been after mischief."
"Do ?" answered the person addressed, a big dark-
bearded man, clothed like his companions in rough sea-
faring costume. The easiest way would be to leave
him here to frighten the crows," and he looked up at the
overhanging branch of a tree.
Gilbert felt ready to drop from his pony with terror.
Oh, don't, don't hang me!" he cried out; I did not
want to do you any harm. If you will let me go, I will
not say a word about what I have seen."
"Very likely !" growled the Captain, "but you knew
that a cargo was to be run, and were galloping off to bring
the dragoons down on us."
I knew that a cargo was to be run, because Dick
Hockley told me so; but I was not going to fetch


the dragoons, for I did not even know where they
A very likely story; and if Dick Hockley has been
chattering to you, he will have to answer for it," observed
the Captain. "However, bring the lad along. We will
hear what Master Dick has to say for himself."
The troop, with Gilbert in their midst, now rode back
by the way they had come towards the coast.
Gilbert supposed that they were about three miles from
Christchurch, when, turning to the left, they came in sight
df one of the numerous small farms which existed in
those days in the forest, consisting of several straw-
thatched mud buildings. Here he was told to tumble
off his pony, which was led away, while he was conducted
into a small inner room in the cottage, The window,
high up near the roof, was closed by a shutter from the
outside. The only furniture was a truckle-bed and a
stool. The cottage apparently belonged to one of the
men who had captured him, for Gilbert heard him in-
viting the rest to partake of the provisions he placed be-
fore them. They were all engaged in eating and drinking
and talking loudly for some time. He heard the Captain
at last say-
We will now go and hear what account Master Dick
has to give us about this youngster, and if he has been
trying to play us a trick, he must be shipped off out of
the way."
Gilbert could not tell whether the smuggler referred to
Dick or to himself, though as it was very evident they
would not scruple to use violence if they thought it
necessary for thcir own safety, he felt very uncomfortable.
At last, from the sounds he had heard, he supposed


that most of the men had mounted their horses and ridden
off. Feeling tired, he groped his way to the bed, on which
he threw himself, and in spite of his anxiety, was soon
He was awakened by the entrance of his host, bringing
him some bread and cheese, and a jug of milk.
There," he said, you must be hungry by this time,
youngster. It's more than you deserve, though."
How long am I to be kept here ? asked Gilbert. I
again tell you I did not want to do any one harm; on the
contrary, I think you smugglers very fine fellows."
The man laughed.
It does not matter what you think; if Dick cannot
give a good account of you, you will be sent across the
seas, that I can tell you."
Saying this, the man left the room. Gilbert was very
hungry, so he ate the bread and cheese, and drank up the
milk. By the light which came through a small chink
in the shutter and under the door he saw that it was day-
time; but hour after hour passed on, and he was still a


MR MAITLAND became seriously anxious when morning
dawned and Gilbert did not return. Calling up Hugh
and Arthur, he told them to mount their ponies, and ride
in the direction Gilbert was most likely to have taken;
and as soon as the farm servants arrived, he sent them
out to search the forest far and near. He himself, after


consulting Mary, mounted his horse, and rode off to Christ-
church, to ascertain from Dick Hockley whether Gilbert
had paid him a visit.
He found the young man lolling over a gate smoking.
"Your son, Mr Maitland? what, has not he got
home? he exclaimed in unfeigned surprise. Yes,
he paid me a visit yesterday. He is an old schoolfellow,
you know, and I am always happy to see him. He and
I are very good friends, and there is no reason we should
not be that I know of."
That is not to the point," said Mr Maitland, sternly.
"You acknowledge that he paid you a visit. I wish to
know when he left you."
Somewhere about five o'clock, as far as I recollect,"
answered young Hockley; "and as he was as sober as a
judge, I should think his forester ought to have carried
him home in a couple of hours at the outside."
Mr Maitland continued to cross-question Dick.
"I tell you he left me at five o'clock, and I know
nothing more about him," was the only answer he could
obtain. Mr Maitland was at length convinced that young
Hockley knew nothing more than he said about his son.
He made inquiries in the neighbourhood, and ascertained
from two or three people that they had seen a lad re-
sembling Gilbert in appearance riding towards the forest.
He gained, however, a piece of information; it was that
a large cargo of goods had been run that evening from
the well-known lugger, the Saucy Sally, and had been
conveyed with a strong escort inland, under the com-
mand of her daring captain, Slippery Rogers, who was
so called from the way in which he managed on all
occasions to elude the Revenue cruisers afloat, and the


Government officers and soldiers sent in pursuit of him on
"It's lucky you did not fall in with them, Mr Mait-
land," observed his informant. They have vowed
vengeance against you; and it would fare ill with you
if they were to get you into their power."
I am not afraid of them, or any ruffians like them "
said Mr Maitland. I shall do what I consider right;
and try to rid the country of such pests as these outlaws
have long been to it. It is a disgrace to those who should
know better, and who yet encourage them by buying
their goods, and refusing to give evidence when they are
caught. They not only deprive the king of his just
dues, but injure legitimate trade, and encourage a general
lawlessness among the whole population of the coast.
However, I must hasten off, and try and find out what
has become of my poor boy."
On making further inquiries, Mr Maitland ascertained
the route the smugglers had taken, and became convinced
that Gilbert must have crossed their path, and probably
fallen into their hands. He accordingly called on the
two neighboring magistrates, and deposed, to his belief,
that violence had been offered to his son by the smugglers.
He gave information also to the Revenue officers, who
promised all the assistance they could afford.
Having done all he could, hoping that Gilbert might
in the meantime have arrived there, he set off home.
Mary met him at the gate. Gilbert had not been seen.
Hugh and Arthur had come back, and had gone out
again to renew the search. The whole day was spent in
searching for the missing one, but no trace of him could
be discovered.


Day after day passed by, and Mr Maitland could gain
no tidings of the son. who, notwithstanding his dis-
obedience, he loved truly, as the last gift of his affection-
ate wife.
Many weeks afterwards Gilbert's pony was found in
the neighbourhood of the farm with its saddle on its
Arthur, from overstudy, it was supposed, fell ill, and
his life was despaired of. Poor Mr Maitland feared he
should lose him also. He had not unhappily the con-
solation of true religion. He was a just and upright man
in his own sight, and in that of his neighbours, and fully
believed that he deserved the favours of God on earth,
and merited heaven when he should be called hence.
When the time of trial came, there was something want-
ing. He could not look up to God as his loving, tender
Father, and go confidently to Him in prayer for support,
or say truly, Thy will be done."
Hugh had gone to college, where from the first he ex-
hibited the talents which had gained him credit during
his school career, and his tutor wrote word that he was
among the most promising young men in the University.
He avoided all unnecessary expenses, and being of a
thoroughly independent spirit, kept aloof from those who
would have drawn him away from his studies. His aims
were, however, worldly ; the human intellect he held in
the highest estimation, and was satisfied that by his un-
aided efforts he could do as he desired. He was sober,
moral, and economical, because he was convinced that
should he be otherwise he would injure his prospects.
Hugh Maitland was therefore looked upon as an excellent
young man, and perhaps few were more convinced that


such was the case than himself. le wrote home deeply
regretting Arthur's illness, hoping that the doctor's skill
and Mary's watchful care would bring him round, and
sympathising with his father in his grief that no tidings
had been received of Gilbert.
I am still convinced, however," he observed, "that
had he met with foul play, or by any accident lost his
life, his body would have been found, and I have hopes
that he will still turn up. Perhaps, as he had been read-
ing Robinson Crusoe, he may have taken it into his wise
head to run off to sea, though I should have supposed that
he would have sent a line to inform us of his romantic
proceeding. Tell Arthur to keep up his spirits, and not to
say die."
Mary watched over Arthur with the most loving care,
and through God's mercy he gradually recovered his
strength, and was able to resume his studies. The
doctor warned him, however, that he must not stick to
them too closely, and advised him to take constant rides
with his sister, and be in the open air as much as possible.
If you will be guided by me, my young friend, you
will give up your intention of going to college, and assist
your father on his farm," he observed. You will find
it a more healthy life than the one you propose, and
probably get as strong as you can wish." Arthur began
to consider whether it was not his duty to follow the
doctor's advice. Mary hoped that he would do so, as
he would then live at home with her. Mr Maitland
promised every encouragement remarking-
"Now I have lost poor Gilbert, there is no one else
to keep on the farm when I am gone, or to afford a
home to Mary."


This latter argument weighed greatly with Arthur.
He had had indeed no definite aim in his wish to go to
college; he might perhaps become a master in a school,
or take pupils at the university, or should he get a fellow-
ship, obtain a living, but he had never thought even in
that case of the duty of striving to win souls for Christ.
Of the gospel and its requirements he had a very imperfect
knowledge. Possessing a more gentle and loving spirit
than Hugh, he thought it would be pleasant to go about
among the poor, to try and make them moral and good,
and relieve them in distress. There were very few cottagers
in their neighbourhood who required much assistance.
When any of them were sick, he and Mary had found
much satisfaction in carrying them food and delicacies
which they were unable to procure, and in helping them
sometimes with money from their own scanty means.
During the summer long vacation Hugh did not come
home, having gone with some young men who had en-
gaged him to read with them. When he returned at
Christmas, Arthur's resolution of becoming a farmer was
somewhat shaken. Hugh put before him so many of
the advantages a hard-working man with good talents
might obtain at the university, that his desire to try his
fortune there revived. He had continued his studies for
several hours every day, and now Hugh being able to
assist him, he set to work with renewed vigour during the
long winter evenings.



GILBERT scarcely knew how long he had been a prisoner
when he heard a voice which he recognized as Dick's.
For some time he could not make out what was said.
I will have a talk with him," he at length heard Dick
Some more remarks were made when the door opened,
and he found Dick standing outside.
"Why, Gilbert, they have treated you somewhat scurvily,
but it was for your good, lad, and no one is more anxious
about that than I am," said Dick. Come along, and have
some dinner, and we will talk matters over."
They repaired to the kitchen, where an ample meal,
with no lack of spirits, was placed on the table. Gilbert
did justice to it, and Dick plied him with liquor, which
he drank off without considering its strength.
I must tell you, Gilbert, that your father is in a tre-
mendous taking about you," continued Dick. If you
were to go back, I should not be surprised if you found
yourself turned out of house and home. He came to me
this morning, and accused me of spiriting you away. I
told him that I knew nothing about you, which was the
fact. Now as matters have come to the worst, you are
not likely to have a pleasant home even if you do go back,
let me advise you to put the plan we have often talked
about into execution, and come and have a trip with
me to sea. Captain Rogers sails in the Saucy Sally to-
night, and I promised to go along with him. We will
have a jolly time of it; you will only have to swear that
you will never reveal anything you see or hear about


the doings of the smugglers. I told him that you
were as true as steel, and that I would answer for
Dick said much more to the same effect. At another
time Gilbert might have refused to leave his kind father
and sister and brothers, even with only the intention of
making a pleasure-trip, for he was not yet hardened in
vice, but the spirits he had drunk had taken effect. He
had committed the sin of wilful disobedience to his
father's commands, and was thus easily deceived by his
treacherous companion, who persuaded him that that
kind father was too angry to forgive him, and that he would
be henceforth an outcast from home. Such is the way
Satan always tries to deceive erring people, both young
and old, and to persuade them that their heavenly Father
is not at all times ready to blot out their offences if they
come to Him seeking forgiveness according to the way
He has appointed through the all-sufficient atonement of
His Son.
His false friend had fully calculated on gaining over
the unhappy Gilbert, and had told his host to get a pony
ready for him. As soon as evening approached they
mounted and rode to the banks of the Christchurch river,
near which the Saucy Sally lay moored. Though a
notorious smuggler, as she had then no contraband in
her, she could not be touched by the Revenue officers.
Most of her numerous crew were already on board;
others were preparing to go off.
Come said Dick, we will soon be among the fine
fellows," and sending back their ponies by a lad who came
for the purpose, he and Gilbert jumped into a punt, and
paddled alongside.


Gilbert was welcomed by Captain Rogers, who had
been expecting him.
Glad to see you, lad he said, shaking him by the
hand, "and hope we shall have a pleasant cruise to-
Gilbert did not suspect that that slippery fellow had
an object in getting him to join his gang. It was that
he might revenge himself on Mr Maitland, whom he
hated heartily. Rogers thought also that by getting
Gilbert among them it might prevent him for the future
from interfering in their illegal traffic as he had hitherto
The Saucy Sally was the longest boat of her class
ever built-so it was said-measuring one hundred and
twenty feet from her bowsprit end to the extremity of her
outrigger. She had a large cuddy forward, and another
aft, while the whole of the midship portion was open
for the stowage of casks, of which she could carry from
between two and three thousand. She pulled forty oars,
and carried an enormous spread of canvas; so that in
calms, light winds, or gales she could easily give the go-
bye to any of the king's cruisers who might chase her.
The Saucy Sally was soon gliding swiftly out to sea.
She had got some distance from the land, when a light
breeze springing up, her sails were hoisted, and away
she sped at a rate no ordinary vessel could equal towards
the French coast. Gilbert, who had often longed to
take a trip in the craft he had so much admired, was
delighted with the way in which she sailed, and Dick
took care to keep him amused, getting several of the men
to recount some of the daring and hazardous adventures
in which they had been engaged. Gilbert thought the


life of a bold smuggler about the finest and most exciting
he could wish for.
They soon reached the French coast. Dick invited
Gilbert to go on shore, and introduced him into scenes
of vice of which before he had had no experience. The
Saucy Sally was detained some days taking in her
cargo. The whole of this time was spent by Dick and
Gilbert on shore, in company with several other profligate
young men.
"Well, you have seen something of life," observed
Dick, as they were once more on board. You will find
it somewhat slow work when you go back to help your
father on his farm-eh, lad ? "
I cannot go back," answered Gilbert gloomily; I
should like to assist in running our cargo. There is excite-
ment in that sort of work which suits my fancy."
I admire your spirit, lad !" exclaimed Captain Rogers,
who overheard him. If you stick by us, we will stick
by you, and you shall have a share in the profits of our
venture; I know I can trust you, from what I have seen
of you. Wherever there is danger, I shall expect you to
be near to help me," and Slippery Rogers shook Gilbert's
hand warmly.
On the voyage back to England a bright look-out
was kept for any Revenue cruisers which might be on
the watch. Twice the Saucy Sally was chased. Once, as
a thick fog lifted, she found herself close to a Revenue
cruiser, from which several shots struck her, killing one
man and wounding two; but notwithstanding, with the
help of oars and sails, she managed to get away. The
Saucy Sally reached the English coast at night, and
Captain Rogers threw up a signal, to let his friends on


shore know of his arrival. A signal, to show that all
was right, was returned. The Saucy Sally ran in, and
boats coming to her, in a wonderfully short time the
whole of her cargo was landed.
"Come !" said Dick to Gilbert, "if you wish to see all
the fun, you must assist in conveying our cargo inland,"
and he gave him a brace of pistols and a short gun,
such as the rest were armed with.
Dick then told Gilbert to mount a horse, over the
back of which a couple of ankers were slung, and he
found himself riding along in company with a large gang
of smugglers similar to those he had met with a short
time before. He was now thoroughly involved with the
smugglers, and less than ever could he venture, so he
thought, to go home. Captain Rogers and Dick felt
that they had got him securely in their toils, and that
they could make use of him as an instrument to do what-
ever they might require.
They had got some distance inland when a halt was
called, a scout having come back with the information
that danger was ahead. A consultation was held among
the leaders, who determined to push on, and if necessary,
to fight their way. Dick and Gilbert, and others on
horseback, were summoned to the front. Advancing for
half a mile, they saw drawn up a strong body of mounted
Revenue officers. The smugglers with oaths ordered
them to get out of their way, and on their refusing, rode
boldly forward, firing as they advanced. The Revenue
officers fired in return.
Make use of your weapon, Gilbert cried Dick,
seeing that his companion hesitated to attempt killing
his fellow-countrymen engaged in the performance of their


duty. "Are you chicken-hearted, lad? I thought better
of you."
Thus taunted, Gilbert raised his piece. One of the
officers was seen to fall from his saddle. More smug-
glers coming up, the Revenue men, finding themselves far
outnumbered, retreated, carrying off two or three wounded
companions. One smuggler had been killed, and several
slightly wounded. The smugglers dashed on, the dead
man being put into one of the waggons, and without
further hindrance reached their destination.
You did that well," said Dick to Gilbert ; I saw you
bring the fellow down; should not be surprised that you
killed him."
Gilbert shuddered. Had he really been guilty of the
death of a fellow-creature ? if so, all hope of ever return-
ing home was gone; he would be hunted as a murderer,
and murder, he had often heard, was sure to be dis-
Dick saw the effect his remark had produced, and
tried to laugh it off.
Why, my good fellow, such things happen every day,
and it's no use being downcast about it," he observed.
" You can take up your old quarters at Deadman's Farm
till the Saucy Sally sails again ; and then if you have a
fancy for it, we will make a longer trip. The skipper in-
tends to try his luck on another part of the coast, as this
little affair will probably make the forest too hot for us
for a time. We shall be back again, however, when it
blows over, depend upon that."
Gilbert lay concealed for about a week. He had time
for reflection, and had he dared, he would have gone back.
It's too late now, though; it's too late !" he groaned


out, and had recourse to the brandy-bottle to stifle con-
He was once more on board the lugger, and from
henceforth for several years was the constant associate of
the smugglers. During the time he paid several visits
to the neighbourhood of Christchurch; but he was so
completely changed in appearance that even had he met
any of his old acquaintances, they would not have recog-
nised him. He had long ceased to be called by his own
name, having assumed another, by which he was known
among his associates. Dick Hockley and Slippery Rogers,
and others who were acquainted with his secret, kept it
for their own objects, and under his assumed name he
became known as one of the most daring and desperate
of the band.


HUGH had returned to college. It was again summer.
Arthur studied harder than evec during every spare
moment. He assisted his father as far as he could, but
Mr Maitland saw that his heart was not in the work, and
he more than once observed-
I am afraid, Arthur, you will make no hand at farm-
I will do my best, at all events," was Arthur's reply.
He frequently, as before, rode out with Mary. They
were sometimes joined by Harry Acton, a young man who
had lately taken a farm in the neighbourhood, and who
seldom failed when he met them to turn his horse's


head round, and accompany them on their ride. He was
intelligent and well educated, and Arthur liked him from
the first. Mary gave no opinion, but she did not object
to his accompanying them. Mr Maitland, after hearing
Arthur's report, invited Mr Acton in to tea, and seemed
favourably impressed with him. He only thought him
rather grave, and was surprised that a young man accus-
tomed to country life should not take any interest in races
or sporting, and had even declined to join the hunt.
Life is too short for idle amusement," Harry observed
to Mary one day. I have abundance of exercise in
attending to my farm, and I feel that I am responsible
to God for the proper employment of my time."
Mary thought that a little amusement now and then
could not be wrong.
Relaxation from business for our mental or bodily
health may not be so," answered Harry; but when
I reflect that I am responsible to God for every moment of
my life, I cannot reconcile it to my conscience to spend
time in pursuits which do not tend to honour and glorify
Mary had never heard such language used before; and
though she had already learned to like him too much to
quarrel with him, she was disposed to think him some-
what puritanical.
Still Harry Acton came and came again, and Mary
looked forward to his visits with pleasure. Serious as
his remarks were sometimes, he talked well on numerous
subjects, and she confessed that he was very agreeable.
Arthur liked him more and more, and was thankful to
have found a companion who could enter into his feelings
and views.


Mary and Arthur had ridden over one day to Lyndhurst,
and were passing through that picturesque village, when
they saw a large number of people collected on the green
beneath the wide-spreading trees which bounded one
side of it. Approaching, they saw a person mounted on
a small platform, which raised him above the assemblage.
He was of a tall, commanding figure; and as he stood
bareheaded, it was seen that his hair was slightly tinged
with grey, thrown back from off his high and expansive
forehead. He was giving out a hymn in a clear, full voice,
which reached even to the distance they were from him.
"He is a Methodist of some sort," observed Arthur.
" I suppose, Mary, you do not wish to stop and hear him."
I should be sorry to pass by without ascertaining
whether what he is saying is worth listening to," answered
Mary. I like the tone of his voice, and I remember
learning that hymn from our poor mother."
It was Rock of Ages cleft for me."
The young people drew near to the outside of the
circle formed round the preacher. Though thus at some
distance, every word he uttered was distinctly heard. The
hymn concluded, in which a number of people joined, he
offered up a short prayer that the blessing of God's Holy
Spirit might convey the words he spoke to the hearts of
his hearers, and he implored them to reflect that they had
immortal souls which must live for ever in happiness un-
speakable or in immeasurable woe.
"And yet what claim have we to the bliss and glory
of heaven ?" he asked. "We have none. Every man
is vile and outcast, full of disobedience, utterly sinful-ay,
a rebel against God I Unregenerate man lives in open re-
bellion against his Maker. As well might, a rebel taken


in arms against his lawful sovereign demand pardon by
right, as man, till reconciled to God, claim to be admitted
to heaven. Men virtually acknowledge this when they
profess a hope of going there by their performance of
good works, by their penances, by the confession of their
sins to other sinful mortals, by their sacrifices to Him
who has said that He takes no delight in the blood of
bulls and of goats."
He continued, with text upon text, to prove the utter
depravity of human nature, and man's lost condition. He
pointed to the state of society in all countries, people of
all classes, to the hearts of each of his hearers, compelling
them to search within, and many with horror felt that
they were utterly lost. Then suddenly he pointed to
the blue canopy of heaven, undimmed by a single cloud,
and spoke of the unapproachable purity and holiness of
God, in whose sight even the heavens are not clean; of
heaven His dwelling-place, where all is peace and joy
and love and holiness and purity, surpassing human
comprehension. He spoke, too, of the might, the awful
majesty and immutable justice of the Divinity, who can by
no means look upon iniquity, who considers every depar-
ture from His exact and strict law as sin, who allows no
such sins as small sins, and considers the least infraction
of one ot His laws as sinful.
But I have not yet finished the catalogue of God's
attributes," he continued. He is a God of mercy : He is
a God of love; though He hates sin, Heloves the sinner, and
that love caused Him to form the glorious plan by which
His justice and mercy can both be satisfied-by which
sinful and rebellious man can become reconciled and fit
to inhabit a pure heaven, in which nothing vile and un-



defiled can enter. That plan I would now with swelling
heart unfold to you. That gospel plan which God sent
down His well-beloved Son, not only to declare to sinful
man, but to carry out. Christ Himself announced it when
He said, God so loved the world, that He sent His only-
begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not
perish, but have eternal life.' Yes, God could not pass
over sin; but in His infinite grace and mercy He allowed
His only-begotten Son, all pure and holy and obedient, to
be punished instead of unholy and rebellious man. iHe
might have sent an angel, but then man would have give\
to that angel the love and reverence and obedience which is
due to Himself alone. Christ left not one particle of the
work to be done by man, graciously allowing man to take
hold of it through a living faith, producing love and grati,
tude and adoration towards Him who accomplished it
Yet even thus sinful man was not left to his own unaided
efforts. When Christ rose, the first-fruits from the dead, He
promised, ere He ascended, to sit at the right hand of God,
there to be man's great High Priest, Mediator, and Inter-
cessor-to send one to dwell with, to enlighten, support,
and comfort, to urge and to enable man to take advantage
of that salvation which He had completely wrought out.
Oh, my friends rebels though you are, that gracious,
loving God asks you to be reconciled to Himself. He has
done the whole work for you. You cannot undo a single
act, or unsay a single idle word; every evil thought is
registered against you. But all, all will be blotted out-
'Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as wool;
' The blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth from all sin !' Oh I
let me urge you to take advantage of that blood shed for
you on Calvary. Accept without a moment's delay our


loving Father's gracious offer of reconciliation. Only have
faith that Jesus died for you-that He boreyour sins upon
the accursed tree-that He nailed them there, and put
them out of God's sight, and give Him your willing, loving
obedience! Seek in His Word with faithful prayer to learn
His will, and His Holy Spirit will enlighten your minds,
enable you to comprehend what you read or hear, and
will aid you in obeying His commands."
Mary and Arthur were among the most attentive of
those assembled round the preacher.
Much more he said. Another hymn was raised, a
prayer offered.
Mary had sat with her eyes on the ground. She
looked up, and saw Harry Acton by her side.
"I rejoice that you have been here," he said. "I
tvill, with your leave, accompany you home."
Mary said, Pray do."
It is humbling to our human pride to be called on
to acknowledge that we are outcast and rebellious sin-
ners," he remarked, "but it is a truth all must be con-
vinced of before they can understand the value of God's
plan of salvation."
I do feel it most deeply," murmured Mary; and
had I gone away without hearing the gospel part of the
address, I should indeed have been most miserable."
Arthur made no remark, but as soon as he reached
home, producing a Bible, he asked Acton to help him
to refer to many of the passages which had been quoted.
"Remember, Arthur, we must not only search the
Scriptures, but search them diligently, with earnest prayer
for enlightenment," observed Harry.
They did so. Mr Maitland was from home, and the


three thus sat together without interruption, searching,
as Harry remarked, "whether these things were so."
It was the commencement of a new era in the lives of
the brother and sister. No longer legalists and formal-
ists, as they had hitherto been, they became true and
humble followers of Jesus, and found a happiness and
contentment they had hitherto not known.


MR MAITLAND gladly allowed Mary to accept Harry
Acton, who had asked her to become his wife. Arthur,
on this, entreated his father to allow him to go to college.
I would rather that one of my own sons should have
taken the farm after me; but as Harry seems willing to
occupy your place, and as I am afraid you will never
give your heart to the business, I must let you follow
the bent of your inclination," answered Mr Maitland.
Arthur at once, therefore, went to college. As his
father could make him but a small allowance, he entered
as a sizar. He worked, however, so diligently, that though
he did not possess the brilliant talents of Hugh, he made
good progress. Hugh had not only supported himself,
but when he left the university, had saved sufficient to
enter as a law student at Lincoln's Inn. Having not
only eaten his way through his terms, but studied hard
all the time, he Was at length called to the Bar, and was
shortly afterwards engaged as junior counsel in a case
relating to the purchase of a property in his own


county. His senior counsel having been taken ill, the
cause remained in his hands. Having frequently been in
the house about which the dispute had arisen-he was well
acquainted with the locality-he brought forward witnesses
to prove what he knew to be the truth. He had thus an
opportunity of exhibiting his powers as a speaker, and
triumphantly won. He had no lack after this of briefs,
and in a short time became known among the solicitors
on the circuit as a rising barrister, in whose hands they
could safely commit the causes of their clients.
Mr Maitland was proud of his son's success, and
welcomed him whenever he could spare time for a
Between Hugh and Harry Acton there was, however,
no sympathy. Hugh looked upon Harry as a very
worthy young man, to whom he was happy enough to
see his sister married, but thought him somewhat weak,
and too much absorbed in his religious notions. Harry,
on the other hand, considered Hugh a hard, worldly man,
whose sole aim was to push his way in the world, for-
getful of all higher spiritual matters. Still they were
very good friends, and Harry took every opportunity of
putting the truth'in a loving and affectionate way before
Very good," answered Hugh one day to some of
his remarks, "but life is short, and those never get on
who waste time on subjects which interfere with their
lawful pursuits. I want to be a judge some day, and
when I am not studying law cases or my briefs, I must
take a little relaxation, and should break down if I at-
tended to the matters that interest you."
But, my dear Hugh, agreeing that life is short, I argue


that for that very reason we should employ it in a way
to prepare ourselves for the event which must occur at
its termination. Its very brevity proves to me that it is
only a portion, and a very small one, of our existence, and
that it is given us to prepare for another and a holier
state of existence. As we employ it here, so shall we be
better fitted for that higher, and what may be most
glorious, state.
"Very well argued, Harry !" said Hugh ; I will
consider more than I have hitherto done the plan which
you say the Bible contains for man's redemption from
the sinful and rebellious condition in which you argue he
lives here below."
Harry had more than once clearly placed God's
scheme of salvation before Hugh, who had listened to it
with a dull, if not inattentive ear.
Hugh, however, went back into the world to enjoy its
amusements, and to attend to his legal duties, and did
not allow Harry's remarks to trouble him.
Arthur, meantime, took his degree, and as soon as he
was of age, entered the ministry. He had, however, no
interest, and was not likely to obtain preferment. He
was, indeed, indifferent to it, provided he could have the
opportunity of preaching the gospel, and winning souls
for Christ. His worldly acquaintances declared that he
had no high or lofty aims, and Hugh pitied him for
being content to go through life as a humble drudge. His
Christian friends considered his aims were as noble and
lofty as any human being could possess. His earnest
desire was to gain subjects for his Master's kingdom.
He was ready to preach the gospel at all times, and in
all places, wherever he could get men to listen. He felt


as earnest when pressing one poor lost sinner to accept
the truth and be saved, as when addressing a large
multitude, hanging on his words; and he made his way
into hospitals with that object in view, looking upon the
souls of the humble and wretched as of as much value
in God's sight as those of the rich and powerful. He
was at length appointed chaplain to the prison of the
county gaol, a post which many would consider as among
the least hopeful for winning souls. Arthur Maitland
performed his duties in no perfunctory way; he entered
upon them with all the zeal which the love of souls can
alone excite, influenced by God's Holy Spirit. Here,
month after month, he laboured with untiring energy.
Unhappily, the prison cells were at that time always full;
and many who entered them in dark ignorance, went
forth rejoicing in that risen Saviour, against whose loving
laws they had long been rebels. Arthur would seldom
even allow himself a short visit to Mary and her husband,
much as they rejoiced whenever he was able to come.
Mr Maitland continued, as heretofore, engaged in his
agricultural pursuits, and as stern an opponent of the
smugglers as before; he was, indeed, more than ever
incensed against them, on account of a fearful outrage
which had lately been committed on a Custom-house
officer residing at a neighboring village. This officer,
Bursey by name, had been always a conscientious and
zealous servant of Government. He had mortally offended
the smugglers by his activity. On this account Mr
Maitland held him in much esteem, and had constantly
afforded him support. On a dark night in winter, Mr
Bursey, after he had retired for some hours to bed; was
aroused by a loud rapping at the door. On looking


through the casement of his chamber, he perceived two
men, whose countenances he could not distinguish
because of the gloom of midnight. He inquired their
business, when one of them informed him that he had
discovered a large quantity of smuggled goods in a barn
at no great distance, to which he and his companion
would lead him on the promise of a certain reward. A
bargain was immediately struck, and Mr Bursey, telling
his wife what had occurred, and that he would soon be
back, unsuspicious of danger, hastily clothed himself, and
descended unarmed into the passage; and on opening
the door, his brains were instantly dashed out on the
threshold. The other inmates of the house were aroused,
but before they could reach the hall door the murderers
had fled. There could be no doubt that some members
of the daring smugglers who had so long infested the
neighbourhood were guilty of the murder, but who they
were it seemed hopeless to discover. Every effort was
made to trace them; Mr Maitland was among the most
active engaged in the search. Hitherto, however, the
culprits had escaped, and it was supposed that they had
left the country.
All hopes of finding them had been abandoned. At
first Mr Maitland, knowing the feeling of hatred he had
excited against himself, though a brave man, thought it
prudent to avoid riding to any distance from home after
nightfall. By degrees, however, he grew less cautious;
and if business called him out, he did not hesitate to
delay to any hour that was convenient. He had one day
gone to Christchurch, and it was somewhat late before
he mounted his horse to return home. The friend he
was visiting had begged him to stop till the next morning,


If you fancy that I fear the smugglers, set your mind
at rest; I am not likely to be attacked, and my mare will
give them the go-bye if they attempt to do so."
He set off. Darkness came on, and a storm of thun-
der and lightning that had long been brewing broke over
his head. While passing through a thick part of the forest,
four men suddenly sprang out on him, and a couple of
bullets whistled by his head. Putting spurs to his horse,
he was dashing on, when his bridle was seized, and he
was dragged from his saddle. A heavy blow on the
head almost stunned him, but he retained sufficient
consciousness to distinguish the voice of another man
who had suddenly rushed up.
"Who have you got there ? asked the new-comer.
"Old Maitland, and we will give him his deserts,"
replied one of the men with a fierce oath.
"Hold hold don't kill him i" cried the man.
It was too late. One of the ruffians let the butt end
of his pistol fall with a tremendous blow, which made the
unfortunate farmer fall helpless to the ground. A cry
of horror echoed through the forest.
The murderers, satisfied that they had performed their
deed of vengeance, hastened from the spot.


HARRY ACTON and his wife anxiously sat up till a late
hour, waiting the return of Mr Maitland. When he did
not appear the next morning, his son-in-law rode over to


Christchurch to inquire for him. Harry became alarmed
on hearing that he had left that place, and hastened to
the nearest magistrate. A search was at once made in
all directions. Mr Maitland's body was at length found.
It was evident how he had been killed, and it was at
once suspected that some of the gang of smugglers who
had murdered Bursey were guilty of the deed. While
the party were waiting for a cart to convey the body to
Christchurch, a man was caught sight of among the trees
in the distance. On finding that he was observed, he
took to flight. He was chased, and at length overtaken.
His dress showed that he was a seaman, probably a
smuggler, his countenance was haggard, his eyes bloodshot.
He made no attempt to defend himself, though he had a
brace of pistols in his belt, and they were both loaded.
As he was being dragged along, blood was observed on
his coat, and blood had flowed from the victim's head.
His name was asked.
"Geoferey Marwood," he answered promptly.
"What do you know about the death of this man ? "
he was next asked.
I did not kill him," he answered.
"You will have a hard job to prove to the contrary,"
observed one of his captors, as they dragged the unhappy
man along.
Mr Maitland's body was conveyed to Christchurch,
where an inquest was held, when a verdict of murder was
returned against Geoferey Marwood, and others not in
custody. He, notwithstanding, protested his innocence,
and accused four others of being guilty of the crime.
Warrants were therefore issued for their apprehension,
while he was conveyed to Winchester gaol to await his


trial. Notwithstanding his protestations of innocence, it
was generally supposed in the neighbourhood that Mar-
wood was guilty of the murder of Mr Maitland, and that
he had accused the other men in the hopes of prolonging
his own life while search was being made for them.
Though,, however, they for a considerable time evaded
,the officers of justice, the whole were at length appre-
hended and conveyed to gaol. For many weeks the
wretched man known as Geoferey Marwood lay in the
felon's cell. Arthur Maitland frequently visited him,
though he could not do so without horror as the supposed
murderer of his father. Yet his sense of duty overcame
all other considerations, and he endeavoured to address
him as he would have done any other prisoner. The
man, however, seemed to have hardened his heart, and to
have an utter indifference to his fate.
"I have said that I did not kill the old man; but if it
is proved that I did it, they will hang me, I suppose,
and there will be another man less in the world. It is
no matter, for I have nothing to live for; if I had, I
should not have been taken in the way I was."
But you have a soul, and that must live for ever,"
urged Arthur. If you die impenitent, still refusing to
accept God's offer of mercy, which He holds out even to
the worst of sinners, that soul must spend eternity in
misery unspeakable, cast out from His presence."
Arthur then read to him the account of the Crucifixion,
and of the Saviour's gracious promise to the penitent thief.
"Great as is the crime that you are accused of, even
if guilty, though man may not pardon you, God has
promised to do so if you turn to Him and accept His offer.
'The blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth from all sin.'"


I tell you I am not guilty of that crime," answered
Marwood. I have done a number of things I wish
that I had not; but if they choose to hang me, they may-
that's all I have to say about it."
Still, although Arthur had seldom met with a prisoner
who appeared more hardened or more indifferent to his
fate, he persisted in visiting him, and placing before him
the truths of the gospel.
He had endeavoured to show him what sin is, how
hateful it is in God's sight, and he had warned him that
God is a God of justice, and can by no means overlook
iniquity. He had faithfully placed before him the fear-
ful condemnation which he would bring down upon him-
self if dying impenitent. He now spoke to him of God's
long-suffering and kindness, of His mercy, and readiness
to forgive. lie inquired whether he remembered a fond
mother and kind father whom he had offended.
Surely when you did so, and went back to them and
expressed your sorrow, they received you again, and for-
gave you."
I never remember my mother," answered the prisoner.
" My father was a good man, but he was stern, and be-
cause I disobeyed him and joined some wild companions,
I was told that he would not forgive me, and so I ran off
and kept out of his way. I found out afterwards that he
thought me dead. It was too late then to go back, for I
had done so many things which he would have condemned
that I could not face him."
Just at that moment the warders arrived at the door
to conduct him to the court. His trial was about to
commence. He and the other four men accused of the
murder of Mr Maitland were placed in the dock. The


junior counsel for the prosecution was Hugh Maitland.
As had occurred at the commencement of his career, his
senior counsel was unable, on account of sudden illness,
to attend. His private feelings, as well as his professional
interest, induced him to exert all his talents to procure
the condemnation of the prisoners, whom he believed to
be guilty. Every effort had been made to obtain proof
against them. Of this they well knew.
Evil-doers, though often faithful to each other while
success attends them, are frequently, for the sake of
saving their own lives, ready to betray each other.
One of the men had offered to turn king's evidence.
Hugh brought him forward as a witness.
The trial went on. The evidence contributed to fix
the guilt on all the prisoners. That, however, of their
traitorous companion was crushing. The jury were con-
vinced that Marwood was guilty, as well as the three
others. The blood on his coat, and his having been
found in the neighbourhood, left no doubt on their minds,
notwithstanding all the counsel of the accused could say
in their favour. The jury brought in a verdict of "guilty."
The judge was about to pronounce sentence, when one of
the condemned men claimed to be heard. lHe acknow-
ledged that he and his three companions were the
murderers of Mr Maitland, and that though he had not
struck the fatal blow, he had been assisting; but that
Marwood, though he had arrived at the moment, had no
notion of their intention, but, on the contrary, had inter-
fered and endeavoured to stop them. This evidence
was considered of so much value, that though the judge
condemned the whole to death, he recommended Mar.
wood to mercy.


In those days a brief time only was allowed between
sentence and execution. The three other prisoners knew
that they had no hope of escaping, and Arthur felt it his
duty to warn Marwood that the Government were so de-
termined to put an end to the smuggler's traffic, and to
punish all who fell into their hands, that he must not
entertain much expectation of being reprieved.
I care not for my life ; but of this crime, as I have
always said, I am innocent, and would die a thousand
deaths rather than suffer for it," he answered. "And
tell me, sir, who was that lawyer that appeared against
me. I heard his name ; it is one I once well knew."
He is a barrister of high talent, the eldest son of the
murdered man."
The prisoner, who was now in the condemned cell,
lifted his manacled hands, exclaiming, involuntarily it
My brother appear against me God have mercy on
him, for through him I have been unjustly condemned.
As there is a God in heaven, whom I have so often
blasphemed, I tell you again that I am guiltless of the
crime for which I am condemned !"
Arthur was too much agitated to speak for a moment.
"You the brother of Hugh Maitland ?" he exclaimed,
"I am his brother. We had but one other brother,
Gilbert, who lost his life when a mere lad; so we -believed,
and long mourned him as dead."
Arthur Arthur exclaimed Gilbert, for he was
indeed the prisoner. "I recognize your features,
although I had not till now done so. Can you believe
me guilty of our father's death ? I confess to countless
crimes, but of that I am innocent."


Arthur at length recovered himself. From several cir-
cumstances which Gilbert brought to his memory, he was
thoroughly convinced that he was indeed his brother.
*' I before hoped that you might escape death, and now
that I am convinced that you are innocent, I must use
every exertion to prevent the risk of the reprieve not
reaching Winchester in time to stay your execution."
Arthur hastened away in search of Hugh, who was on
the point of starting for London. The calm, self-con-
fident barrister sunk almost fainting into a chair when he
heard Arthur's account. He, however, soon recovered
his self-possession.
If Gilbert is innocent, I am guilty of fratricide, and
shall have contributed to bring disgrace on our family "
he exclaimed.
Together they set out for London. A reprieve, which
had hitherto been refused, was granted.
It was on the very morning that the execution of the
prisoners was to take place. An accident might delay
them. It was daylight before they reached the gaol.
They found the Governor in a state of agitation, for one
of the prisoners had escaped. He was greatly relieved
on finding that it was the man for whom they had brought
a reprieve.
"One difficulty is got over," he observed; "but I
should have had to keep him here, for he and another
were accused, by that fellow who turned king's evidence,
and who hopes to get the promised reward, of being
implicated in Bursey's murder."
The two brothers looked at each other. Hugh could
scarcely restrain his feelings ; a sense of bitter shame pre-
dominated, however, for .the disgrace he had hoped to


escape might still fall on his family. Arthur earnestly
prayed that the information might be false, and that his
unhappy brother was innocent. The prisoner was sup-
posed to have made his way to Southampton, and to have
escaped on board a foreign-bound ship.
Several months passed away; it was the autumn.
Arthur had gone to spend some days with Mary and her
husband. He had ridden over to call on some friends
at Christchurch. A heavy equinoctial gale was blowing
from the south-west. As he was returning along the
coast, wishing to obtain a view of the stormy sea, now
covered with foaming waves, he observed a large lugger,
under a press of sail, standing towards the shore. A
number of people were collected on the beach, and he
guessed, from the light waggons and horses of which he
had caught sight, that preparations were being made for
running a cargo of smuggled goods, then often done in
open day, the Revenue officers being either enticed away
or bribed not to interfere.
The danger a vessel must encounter venturing in at
that time appeared fearfully great. He could not bring
himself to leave the spot. The reason of the lugger's
attempting the hazardous experiment, however, was evi-
dent. In the offing appeared a sloop-of-war, and one, he
knew, had been sent to cruise after smugglers. From
remarks he overheard, he discovered that the lugger was
the Saucy Sally, commanded by Slippery Rogers. Every
moment the gale was increasing, and the surf came rolling
with greater and greater force upon the beach. Those
on shore threw up a signal to show that landing was
impossible, but the fearless crew of the lugger pushed
madly on. One instant she appeared with her broad


spread of canvas swelling to the gale; the next, surrounded
by the fierce waves dashing up madly around her, she
lay shattered to fragments on the shingly beach, her
crew struggling vainly in the surf. Some few amid the
wreck, and casks and bales, which formed her cargo, were
washed on shore, but the greater number were carried
out far beyond human reach by the receding waves. Of
those who were saved, several were fearfully injured,
some breathed their last as they were dragged out of the
water. Arthur offered that assistance which the rough men
were little able to afford. He had sent off for a surgeon,
and having attended to two of the sufferers, hastened
to the side of a third, who seemed to have received some
severe injuries. As he knelt down he recognized the
countenance of his unhappy brother Gilbert, who, opening
his eyes, fixed them on his face.
We obtained a reprieve," said Arlhur. "Why did
you escape ? you knew I had gone to obtain it."
I did not trust to the king's mercy; and as I had the
opportunity, I determined to avail myself of it, answered
Gilbert in a feeble voice.
Our king is a merciful sovereign ; he has ever shown
a readiness to forgive when his sense of justice will allow
him," answered Arthur. But oh! how much more
merciful is our Father in heaven ; and His justice having
been amply satisfied by the willing sacrifice of His dear
Son, who died for sinners, He is abundantly ready to for-
give the sinner who trusts to that full atonemL.,t made
for his sins I speak thus, dear Gilbert, for I fear youl
time on earth is short."
I know it is," answered Gilbert. Oh continue to
speak as you have begun. I knew myself to be a guilty,


outcast sinner before I left the prison. What you had
said to me sunk into my heart. It was for your sake
and for Hugh's more than my own that I escaped ; and I
came back in the lugger resolved not to participate in the
profits of the enterprise."
Arthur sighed.
"Those who associate with evil-doers share in their
doings," he was compelled to remark, but he dwelt not
on that subject.
My dear brother," he continued, we are all sinners
in the sight of a pure and holy God, who cannot look
upon iniquity ; but He in His love and mercy has pro-
vided a fountain in which all our sins, however black,
however foul, can be washed away ; and He tells us in
His Word that though they be red like crimson, they
shall become as white as snow, and though they be as
scarlet, they become as wool-that He will put them as
far from us as the cast is from the west. To that fountain
which flowed from the side of Jesus when He hung on
the cross, offering himself up as a full and sufficient
sacrifice in God's sight for the sins of all who trust in
Him, let me urge you to turn your eyes ; believe in that
loving Saviour that He died for you, as well as for other
sinners; that His heart yearns toward you; that He
desires you to come to Him and be saved."
"I remember, Arthur, that you said this to me in
prison; but I hardened my heart. I was strong and well,
and feared not death," answered Gilbert, with a deep sigh.
" I can do nothing to merit heaven.--it's too late now, it's
too late."
It is never too late," exclaimed Arthur. The arms
of Jesus are ever ready to receive all who come to Him


in simple faith, trusting to His merits alone, and not to
any merits of their own, or anything they ever can do
to deserve His favour; banish such a thought from
your mind. By His free grace He gives us salvation :
remember the thief on the cross ; he simply turned his
dying eye on his crucified Lord, acknowledging that He
was the Son of God, and the same answer Jesus gave
to him He will give to you if you believe on Him.
Remember, too, how the Israelites in the wilderness,
bitten by the fiery serpents, were told to look on the
serpent of brass, the emblem of healing held up by
Moses, and no sooner did they look than they were
healed. How merciful, how loving, how gracious, is our
Father in heaven, who, knowing the frailty of poor human
beings, has thus provided so simple, so easy, and yet so
all-sufficient a means by which they may be saved."
Arthur, animated by love for his brother's soul, con.
tinued thus to plead with him, for he dreaded lest he
might die in the attempt to move him. He would have
pleaded, however,4in the same way with any other sufferer,
for he knew the value of human souls.
At length several of the people assembled round him,
and charitably offered to convey the injured man to a
cottage at some little distance from the beach.
Let me be taken there," whispered Gilbert; there
is another I should wish to see, to ask her forgiveness
for all the pain and sorrow I have caused her, but do
not leave me."
A litter was speedily formed with a couple of spars
and a piece of sail, and Gilbert being placed on it, four
fishermen conveyed him towards the cottage, Arthur
walking by his side, still holding his hand. The men


seeing that Arthur was a clergyman, were not surprised
at the attention he paid to the dying man, nor did they
suspect the relationship.
I am praying for you," whispered Arthur ; "and oh,
let me entreat you to pray for yourself."
I am trying to do so, but I find it hard. My faith is
weak-too weak I fear to avail me," gasped the dying
Though it be but like a grain of mustard seed, He
has promised that it shall remove mountains," answered
The cottage, happily the abode of Christian people,
was reached. The sufferer was placed on a bed prepared
for him by the good woman of the house, and Arthur
immediately sent off a messenger to summon Mary and
her husband, as well as a surgeon, in the hopes that his
skill might benefit his brother; Anxiously he watched
the livelong night by the side of Arthur's couch, and it
was with joy unspeakable that towards morning he heard
him whisper, God has answered my prayer ; I believe
that His Son Jesus Christ died for me, the just for the
unjust, and that through His merits my numberless sins
are put away." Soon afterwards the surgeon arrived.
After examining Gilbert, he took Arthur aside. The
injuries the poor fellow has received are such as I fear
no human skill can remedy. I will do my best, but I
can give no hopes of his recovery ; he is a fitter subject
for your care than mine, though these smugglers are such
ruffians that I do not suppose you will be able to do
much with him."
"We are all by nature rebels to God," answered
Arthur, endeavouring to conceal his feelings. I will,


as you advise, remain with the poor man, and follow the
directions you give."
The surgeon told Arthur what he advised and took
his departure, and Arthur hastened back to his brother.
Mary and her husband arrived early in the morning.
Gilbert, though too weak to speak, knew his sister, and
showed by signs that he understood what she said. He
pressed her hand, and a smile lighted up his countenance
when she assured him that she had never ceased to pray
for him, and to feel the same affection for him as of
Those prayers hav : been answered, have they not ?"
said Arthur bending over his brother, and he repeated
the last words Gilbert had uttered, I believe that the
blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth from all sin." Again a
bright look passed across Gilbert's countenance, and
holding the hands of the loving ones kneeling by his side,
his spirit passed away. One of his last requests had
been that he might be buried with his hapless com-
panions who had been rescued from the waves. It was
complied with, and no one besides those who were with
him at his death knew that the shipwrecked smuggler
was Gilbert Maitland.
Oh that the young could see the fearful termination of
the broad road they are tempted by Satan to follow, ere
they take the first downward step along it I


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