The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1858-12-10
THE GREEK PIRATE.
BY sYLvANUs COBB, JR.

1t was Just atdusk, many years ago after
the iron heel of the turbaned Turk had
trod down the liberties Of Greece, that a
young man made his way down from the
city of Athens, leaving Pir@us TO the
right, towards ;he sc: coaS:. lIS ssas not
more than five and twenty years of age,
stoutly built, aud wearing that expression
of countenance and manner Of conduct
which, at u single glance, bctray the de-
termined, resolute man. just outside of
tho entrance to Port Lion, about half a
mile from the stone pedestal upon which
used to stand the large marble lion from
which the port took its name, laid small
boat, in which were two men, and towards
this spot the above mentioned individual
took his way.
"Wherc is the brig, Matho?' asked the
new conner, as he laid his hand upon the
bows of the boat and pushed her off from
the land, after which he leapcd on board.
"She is just off the cape, nearly fifteen
miles from here replied the elder of the
two boatmen. "But tell me, Parthenius,
are you determined to go on board to-
night
Tonight repeated Parthenius, while
sudden fash shot from his dark eye.
Yes; and ere it be light again, my
vessel shall have passed through the Silo.
ta.'
What has happened, my dear captain,
that should thus change your plans? l
thought you were to sail southward.'
For moment the young captain gazed
towards the harbor, and then, slowly rails.
ing his finger, he said, almost in whisper
but in whisper so deep that the embryo
hurricane roared ia its meaning tones:
DO you see where those spars rear
their tapcring points above the hill?
Yes
"That is the bloody Turk. The last
remnant of the mountain band that sough,
liberty among the rocks now lies in the
hold of yonder ship, and among them is q
wbito-haired old man who is to be sacri
feed because he fought for Greece. That
man is my father but as sure as there is
a just God in heaven, he shall not be de-
livered up to his death thus. Tomorrow
morning the Turk sails for the Marmora
but by the powers of Olympus, she shal
never cut its dark waters with a Greek
prisoner on board Azotusp
"Sir,' returned the younger Of the boat
men, who was thus designated.
/" Step to the mast and loosen the fur
ling. And you, Matho, stand by To shove
her head round
AS Parthepius spoke, he seated hilnsel
at the helm of the boat, and in a few mo
ments moro her broad sail caught tht
breeze.
A few words Will explain all that th,
reader need understand up to this time
When tyrant foe first overran the fertil,
plains Of Attics, old Psrthenius gathered
several hundred OF his countrymcn togeth
er among the mountains, and there the,
determined 10 defend themselves anc
their daughters. The younger Par
thenius had also gathered together /,
band Of choice spirits, but the sea wa,
chosen a. the theatre of his actions anc
!. Greece was now yoked by the Turkish
power, our youthful hero was, of course
held in the light of a pirate. No other
vessels suffered at his hands save those o
the Turk; but among them his ravsge
had been 80 extensive that every soapor
along the coast rang with the tale of hi
deeds The son vas etill ~ liberty bu