tico, and a boat being lowered,
Fleetwood leaped into it, and went on board her, accompanied by the
surgeon, who had discovered that Miss Garden had very little occasion
for the exercise of his skill. They lifted up poor Nina, but they had
come too late to save, for death had kindly released her from the misery
which would too probably have been her future lot. Fleetwood, believing
that it would gratify Ada, had the bodies carried on board the _Ione_,
to be interred on shore; and as no other had been found on her decks,
the pirates had probably thrown their slain comrades overboard. He
searched in vain for Paolo Montifalcone; he could scarcely believe that
he would have deserted his sister at such a moment, and he was fain to
conclude that he had been among those killed by the first broadside of
the Greek brig. She had hove too close in shore, and had sent her boats
in chase of the fugitive pirates, but none of them were overtaken.

The two brigs then ran round to meet the _Venus_, when Captain Rawson
ordered the _Zoe_ to be burnt in sight of the island, as a warning to
its piratical inhabitants.

It was proposed by Captain Vassilato to make an expedition inland, to
hunt them up; but Captain Rawson considered that it would not be worth
the loss of time, as their chief was killed, observing that, after all,
they were, probably, not much worse than a large proportion of their
fellow-islanders, and as their vessel was destroyed, they could do no
more harm, for the present.

The three vessels then made sail for the island of Lissa, where the
_Vesta_ had just before arrived.

The seamen and marines, who had formed the garrison, were then ordered
to embark on board their respective ships, first having dismantled the
rude fortifications, and tumbled all the guns over the cliffs.

The bodies of Nina and the pirate chief were conveyed on shore, in two
coffins, and buried, side by side, in a green spot, under the shade of
the only remaining tower, which, to this day stands as a monument to
their memory.

The island, where so many of the stirring events I have described took
place, is once more silent and deserted, except by a few harmless
fishermen, among whom, however, the name and deeds of the famous pirate,
Zappa, and his stranger bride, are not forgotten; and, as they point to
their graves, they say her spirit may be seen in bodily form, on calm
moonlight nights, standing on the summit of the cliff, watching for the