The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1875-02-25
How Detroit Boy Turned Pirate.
CHAPTER 1.-THE BOY.

CHAPTER 1.-THE BOY.
He was one of that kind of boys who
need a good whipping about twice per
week, but who think they ought not to
be whipped more than one IN two years.
His amusement was sliding down hill on
nothing, blufing some boys, and pre-
pairing cayenne pepper lozenges for I'M
suspecting cats. He was often Leard to
remark:
"Things has got to git up'n howl
when Leonidus is around p
CHAPTER u.-AT TWILIGHT.
Time, sundown-scene, the interior of
a preserved woodshed. The sound
of blows and cries rent the solemn still
ness of twilight's mystic hour, and the
old man was heard saying
.There, [ guess that'll last you for
day or two I've put up with your sass
as long [ can -
No reply-nothing but deep-drawn
sobs and quavering s1ghs.
The old man threw away the strap and
walked into the house, and Leonidus sat
on the corner of q table to mediate.
CHAPTER III.-A BLOODY RESOLVE.
"That's the last licking I'll ever take
from any mortal man p whispered the
lad, shaking his fist at the kitchen door.
"And I'll make the old man sorry that
he ever laid strap over his only son !"
He resolved to run away and become q
pirate He would sail the raging main,
revel in murder, acquire ducats, and
then come home and take revenge on his
father. With Leonidus to resolve was
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passed upstairs and was soon engaged
in making up a bundle, consisting of
one pair of patched pants, one photo
graph of his girl, one jack-knife, one
cotton sock and a few walnuts. The
bundle was thrown out of the window,
and then
CHAPTER Iv.-LEONTDUS LOOKS AROUND
for the last time The bedstead looked
familiar, the old blue chest in the corner
and thousand tender memories con-
nected with it, and the broken-down
chair seemed to hold out its arm and
plead for him to stay.
" would If the old man hadn't licked
me-" answered Leonidus; "but I'll
show him what kind of coffee-mill I
am 7"
He passed downstairs and halted to
embrace the baby. He wasn't down on
his mother, and he gave her sweet
smile. He crawled in behind the stove
and whispered to the dog:
"Good-by, old Sampson. I'd like to
stay here, but I'm too old to be licked p
And he passed out of doors and the
great wide world was before him.
CHAPTER v.-soLEMN THOUGHTS.
Securing his bundle, Leonidus crept
into the back yard to see if it was really
best for him to become a pirate. The
polar wave chewed at his ear and red
dened his nose, and he wondered if the
pirate business wasn't pretty cold bust
ness. He diknt know whether it was
best to make for Toledo or Chicago in
order to become a buccaneer, but he
finally passed through the gate. He
walked around the house several times to
catch glimpse Of his mother. It was
hard to tear himself away. He knew
how she would take on next day, and
how the papers would call it another
Charlie Ross case, and he decided to
go into the yard and think it over
again.
CHAPTER VIA RAY OF LIGHT.
After a little time spent in thought
Leon-dus decided that if his father would
agree never to lick him again, and would
give him 50 per week to buy candy, he
would not run away and become a pirate.
He would go In and make his proposition
to the old man, and if it should be re-
jected-farewell to home-welcome a
career of blood.
He went in. No one had noticed his
absence, and each face looked as natural
as if he hadn't been gone twenty eight
minutes. He felt some little delicacy about
broaching the proposition, and as a feel
eli" he asked the old man to lend him
his knife. It was handed to him and re-
turned after awhile, and Leonidus de-
cided to put off making the proposition
until morning. He got into his little bed
feeling that it was positively his last
night, but the next forenoon he was
heard splitting wood in the back yard
and saying to Jack Sparkling
GIVE concluded to wait until he ticks
me just once more, and then nothing can
stop me-nothing on earth. Free Press.