The New Orleans bulletin. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1874-1876, 1875-02-17
How Detroit Boy Turned Pirate.
From the Detroit Free Press.
CHAPTER 1.-THE BOY.

| tie was one OF that kind OF boys who nee
good whipping about twice per week, bu
who think they ought not to be whipped NOR
than once in two years. His amusement wa
sliding down hill on nothing, bluffing som
boys, and preparing Cayenne-pepper lozenge
for unsuspecting cats. He was often heard +
remark:
| "Things has got to get up n howl whe,
Leonidas is around p
| CHAPTER Hat TWILIGHT.
| Time, sundown-scene, the interior of ,
well-preserved woodshed. The sound O
| blows and cries rent the solemn Stiffness O
| twilights mystic hour, and the old man was
| heard saying:
"There, guess thatll last you for q day OF
two! I've put up with your sass as long as
| can !"
No reply-nothing but deep-drawn sobs
and quavering signs.
walked into the house, and Leonidas sat on
the corner of an old table to mediate.
CHAPTER III.-A BLOODY RESOLVE
"Thats the last licking I'll ever take from
any mortal mani" whispered the lad, shaking
his fist at the kitchen door. ''And I'll make
the old man sorry that he ever laid a strap
over his only son."
He resolved to run away and become a
pirate! He would sail the raging main, revel
in murder, acquire ducats, and then come
home and take revenge on his father. With
Leonidas to resolve was to execute. He en-
tered the house, passed up stairs, and was
soon engaged in making up bundle, con-
sisting OF one pair of patched pants, one
photograph of his girl, 1ne jack knife, one
cotton sock, and few walnuts. The bundle
was thrown out of the window, and then
CHAPTER Iv.-LEoNIDAs LOOKED AROUND
the room for the last time. The bedstead
looked familiar, the old blue chest in the
corner had thousand tender memories con-
nected with it, and the broken-down chair
seemed to hold out its arms and plead for him
to stay.
g would if the old man hadn't licked
me" answered Leonidas ''but I'll show him
what kind of cotfee-mill l am y
He has passed down stairs and halted to
embrace the baby. He wasn't down on his
mother and he gave her sweet smile. He
crawed in behind the stove and whispered to
The dog.
Goodbye, old Sampson. I'd like to stay
here, but I'm too old to be licked"
And he passed out of doors, and the great |
wide world was before him.
CHAPTER v-soLEMN THOUGHTS.
Securing his bundle, Leonidas crept into |
he back yard to see if it was really best for
him to become a pirate. The polar wave
,hewed at his ears and Redeemed his nose
md he wondered if the pirate business wasn't
pretty cold business. He didn't know whether
t was best to make for Toledo or Chicago in
'rder to become a buccaneer, but he finally
passed through the gate. He walked around
he house several times to catch glimpse of
lis mother. 1t was hard to tear himself
way. He knew how she would take on next
lay, and t he papers would call it another
,harlie Ross case, and he decided to 60 into
be yard and think it over again.
CHAPTER VA RAY OF LIGHT.
After little time spent in thought, Leoni-
as decided that if his father would agree
ever to lick him again, and would give him
2 per week to buy candy, he would not run
way and become pirate. He would go in
nd make the proposition to the old man, and
it should be rejected to home
elcome career of blood.
He went in. No one had noticed his alb
snce, and each face looked as natural as if
e hadn't been gone twenty-eight minutes.
lie felt some little delicacy about broaching
lie proposition, and, as '.feeler," he asked
lie old man to lend him his knife. 1t was
anded to him and returned after a while, ]
nd Leenidas decided to put off making the |
roposition until morning He got into his I
tile bed feeling that it was positively his last
light, but the next forenoon he was heard :
'litting wood in the back yard and saying to !
ack Sparkling:
1--WE concluded to wait until he ticks me T
st once more, and then nothing can stop J
e-nothing on earth {