er his appetite for wealth had been satiated
he sailed back to his native land of Scotland, made a landing, and
returned on board with the insensible body of a beautiful young woman
in his arms.

"The pirate ship then made sail, crossed the Atlantic, and anchored in
the roadstead of the Isles of Shoals. Here the crew passed the time in
secreting their riches and in carousing. The commander's portion was
buried on an island apart from the rest. He roamed over the isles with
his beautiful companion, forgetful, it would seem, of his fearful
trade, until one day a sail was seen standing in for the islands. All
was now activity on board the pirate; but before getting under way the
outlaw carried the maiden to the island where he had buried his
treasure, and made her take a fearful oath to guard the spot from
mortals until his return, were it not 'til doomsday.

"The strange sail proved to be a warlike vessel in search of the
freebooter. A long and desperate battle ensued, in which the cruiser
at last silenced her adversary's guns. The vessels were grappled for a
last struggle when a terrible explosion strewed the sea with the
fragments of both. Stung to madness by defeat, knowing that if taken
alive a gibbet awaited him, the rover had fired the magazine, involving
friend and foe in a common fate.

"A few mangled wretches succeeded in reaching the islands, only to
perish miserably one by one, from hunger and cold. The pirate's
mistress remained true to her oath to the last, or until she had
succumbed to want and exposure. By report, she has been seen more than
once on White Island--a tall shapely figure, wrapped in a long sea
cloak, her head and neck uncovered, except by a profusion of golden
hair. Her face is described as exquisitely rounded, but pale and still
as marble. She takes her stand on the verge of a low, projecting
point, gazing fixedly out upon the ocean in an attitude of intense
expectation. A forager race of fishermen avouched that her ghost was
doomed to haunt those rocks until the last trump shall sound, and that
the ancient graves to be found on the islands were tenanted by
Blackbeard's men."

It is more probable that whatever treasure may be hidden among the
Isles of Shoals was hidden there by the shipmates of a great scamp of a
pirate named John Quelch who fills an interesting page in the early
history of the Massachusetts Colony. In proof of this assertion is the
entry in one of the old r