The Grenada gazette., 1888-02-04
/ an oath that he would recover the

IN oath that he would recover the
money from the Grecian robber.
1t was about two O clock in the morn
ing when we crossed our vessels gang
way.
Gall all hands, slr!' said Captain
Dobson, the moment we touched her
decks.
The men, astonished at so unexpected
summons. came running aft in every
style Of deshabiHe.
In few and forcible words their
commander told them Of his loss, and
called upon them to support him in
taking the law into his own hands and
recovering the money. sysr
A loud and hearty British cheer was
the response. Arms were brought on
deck, the Mary Jane was left in charge
Of the boy and the cook; then all the
rest Of us, nine in number. went into
the long boat and off in search of our
| noble Grecian.
After an hours sail we came to the
spot where ! expected to find her, for l
had taken particular notice of her posi-
ton and had observed the bearings Of
several vessels in the distance, but she
was not to be seen. Captain Dobson
was furious at the thought that the
pirates had fed and gone clear off with
his money. After cruising about for
an hour in vain, l happened to look up
at the massive old lighthouse from
which the cleaning golden rays came
streaming through the darkness, Of the
early morning. The sight of it at
once inspired me with a sudden
thought.
Captain" said, do you think the
lighthouse people may have seen the
Xebec get under weight Perhaps she
has only shifted her anchorage, for
fear we might return to identify her" :"
Bravo? That's right, my boy;' re-
piled the skipper. LET us try, any
| how"
It was with some difficulty that we
managed to effect landing upon the
rock on which the lighthouse stood;
this accomplished. we at last succeeded
in making the inmates hear us A
door about twelve feet above us was
opened, and slight wooden ladder
being passed down, we were enabled to
enter the building and make inquiries.
The female, whom we had seen revel-
ing in absorbed contemplation Of the
storm and tempest, proved to be the
only daughter and companion Of the
old Greek mariner installed as keeper
Of the lighthouse. She was a handsome
young woman, with pale, classic feat
ures, long raven hair, and deep-black,
dreamy eyes. Very fortunately we
found that she had seen the Xebec
heave up her anchor and move toward
the creek inshore. The old man re-
fused to leave his post, but his bright
eyed daughter, in the broken 'lingua
Franca," volunteered to guide us. Her
offer was at once eagerly accepted by
our "old man," who, however, seemed
to have become dazed, as it were, in
her presence. The rough tar had not
often been brought into contact with
such feminine beauty. Although hel
father seemed rather doubtful and un.
easy, our solemn assurances and the
promise of large reward pacified him
and obtained his consent. Descending
to our boat, the young woman guided
us to the mouth Ut IL small creek at THE
southern extremity of the bay, and
there, sure enough. close in under the
tall rushes of the bank, lay the object
Of our chase. There was no fear Of
any mistake, for had taken particular
notice of several peculiarities in her
build and rig,
Now, then, my lads, are your arms
all loaded, capped and ready2' asked
the captain.
"Aye, aye, sir" came the response;
and the click, clicking of musket and
pistol locks followed, while cutlasses
were unsheathed and gripped by
brawny hands.
'Luff up, then, Mister Leachline;
luff up, and run her aboard cried the
''old map'' to our mate, who was at the
tiller.
As we closed with the brig, he con.
tinued:
Now, then, my hearties, don't for
get what you are to do. Directly we
get alongside, l and the second mate
will make for the cabin, while all the
rest of you-except Joe, who will re-
main in the boat and make her fast
and take care uf the young woman
spring aboard the pirate, form line
across her decks abaft the mainmast,
and keep her crew from coming aft.
Mr. Leachline will command you"
The next moment we bumped along.
side and were scrambling over the
Greeks low bulwarks.
The Gordon was drawn across her
decks. then T. the captain and one OF
our men. who spoke Italian, entered
her cabin, pistol and cutlass IN hand.
As we did 50 q figure sprang from
the port stateroom and fired pistol
full in our faces.
"Cut him down, boys, cut him down!'
roared the skipper, whose go-ashore