Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1846-06-17

to that which had followed the departure of the
schooner, burst upon the waters of the Meitterra-
mean /; and Clio who was faithful to the memo
ry of the horrors of that night, attempted not to
tire to rest but sitting up beside her lamps, carefully
trimmed them, and looked with anxiety for the NOR
ming, thinking oflong ago. At length wearied with
sitting beside her tiny beacons she wrapped herself
warmly in her cloak, and caring not that the chill
blast blew upon her head walked down to the beach
The heavens were once more clothed in ptchy black
and the hollow moaning of the waves sounded ghast
ly in her care. Turning back, the cheerful gmmer
of her beacons alone looked hopeful in al he whole
scene around and thy twinked star-like In whole
heaven of darkness. Poor CIio,her thoughts center
ed on dear object, walked along the beach, heed
less of the wild fury of the wind, and of the foaming
pillows at her feet, when sound met her ear, to
which, on such nights, it had long been famiar-it
was the swinging of the yards of large vessel, at
no great distance, in the bay. She listened-the
storm seemed to drown every sound; and then a.
gain the Tapping of sails, the creaking of yards,
and then the swift hurying of the chain cable
through the hawse-hole showed that vessel was
about to anchor. The faint outlines of large
ship caught her eye, and again Clio thanked
heaven that she had thought of the mariners lamp
for without it surely vessel could have entered
that bay at night during the gale much more have
dared to anchor.
The lovely Greek girl listened with charmed
senses to all that passed, and presently had the
satisfaction of seeing the brig, for so it, proved,
riding at anchor under bare poles. A loud order
was now given to lower away the boat, which I'M
der the lee of the land was no very difficult UNDER
taking; and presently party having entered it,
began to pull for land. The task was no easy one
The sea was tolerably smooth, but the wind blew
with terrific violence and yet did the superiors urge
the men to preserve. Stoutly did the rowers lay
to their task, and at length the exclamation, Sin
oars proclaimed that her keel had touched the bot
tom. In a few minutes more, six sturdy sailors
were in the water, and running the boat up the
beach. Two men now left the cutter, and landed.
They spoke; their language modern Greek,
though one used it but badly.
''That lamp proved mighty lucky thing, 1 must
say. l do believe but for it we should have never
got into these snug quarters, for how ship is to
find its way in the dark is mystery to me-
sHeaven be thanked for that light, which if | mis-
take not, comes from cottage l know full well;
though what the girl can want up at tits time OF
night is more than can say
.Never mind, heaven bless her, for she has saved
all our lives,' said the other.
! She was rewarded now, and, oh, how richl She
had been proud of saving lives before; but she
had saved her lover.
"Zetzos p' she cried, 'Zetzos Have then
brought him back to life!'
"CIio," the astounded mariner replied, son the
beach at this hour!'
eyes, Zetzos,' the girl shreked rather than said,
as she hung upon his neck, sand it was no accident
saved your life. That lamp has burned for you du-
ring two long years-for two long years has Clio
watched, and you have come at last, and saved by
me.'
'My Clio," said the young sailor, deeply affected,
'let us to thy cottage, and there we can mutually
explain. My friend and supercargo will accompany
u.s.
! Clio, with proud, grateful, glad, and bursting
heart, led the way and when the first burst of joy
and delight was over, what exquisite Clio she was
and how she was, and how she attended to the COM
forts of the wearied sailors, how she would provide
them with warm food and drink ere word was said,
were all in admirable keeping with her character
Zetzos followed her movements with proud and
moistened eyes: and sight could be more pleasing
than that rough sun-burnt sailor, softened as wo-
man under the influence ofhappiness and love. They
supped, the men having returned to the ship: and
then their stories told. That of Clio is already
known. Zetzos, the night of the old Storm, had
been wrecked,the schooner striking the rock. On
this the saved themselves, and were in the NOR
ming picked up by an American vessel, bound from
Leghorn to New York. Having, when a lad, served
in English and United States ships, Zestos, who had
| lost his ALL took service. His talents as seaman
were at once appreciated, and in New York he found
ample employment. His conduct giving universal
satisfaction, he was at length entrusted with brig
bound for Leghorn, accompanied by supercargo,
who knew the Mediterranean well. Oyertaken by
Storm the young captain had for shelter to Sclo,
trusting to his knowledge of the coast to enable him
to run into his favourite bay. What he could do
with his quick schooner not easily done with
the square-rigged vessel, and Zetzos was about to
turn her head seaward, when the Mariners Lamp
caught his eye, and guided by the welcome light, ne
reached the desired haven.
happy woman was Clio, and happy man was
Zezos, who, having taken his command, returned to
/ Scio, and welded his faithful mistress, becoming a
! plougher of the land, instead ola plougher OF the
deep. They prospered, and prosper still nor did
Clio neglect her vow, as her her husband each day
blesses, SO do many others, the Mariners Lamp.