The National tribune., 1897-05-27

would be to stroll through an Indian jungle
infested by tigers. Pleasant specimens they
were, this collection of polyglot scoundrels-
renegade Greeks, Sicilians, Maltese, and
fugitive Neapolitan smugglers, with Mehndl
Ali for Captain, born In Athens despite this
Osmani name, and ON whose head price
was set
With the last glimmer of twilight n shore
boat came alongside, and after discharging its
cargo OF baggage put back to the harbor.
Mehndi Ali was, as his adopted country
men say, a son of Satan " in the fullest ac-
ceptation of that Eastern phrase, but he was
also good sailor, and knew the Mediter-
ranean well. Now his tall, gaunt figure
moved to and fro on the cabin-roof that an
swered for quarterback, and be muttered
curses upon the Pasha, Mehemet ben Eek,
poor Ida, and things in general, while listen
ing to the sound of favorable breeze rising
fast over the sea- The Chumpa, as her Captain
very well knew. would never lie within half
dozen points of tie wind, and went to lee
ward abominably if it was not astern or ON
her quarter. Here was weather the most
favorable imaginable, and yet this. that. or
the other accursed thing kept him waiting.
His second In command, an atomy of man,
badly wanted by the British authorities at
crew gradually faded away from that vi
cinity. Nobody had any confidence in
Mehndi Ais forbearance, or the slightest
belief in his own ability to anticipate what
he might do. Nothing happened, however,
though the Chumpa's riding-light had been
burning for an hour before . lookout for
ward reported boat coming out of the har-
Dor. 1t proved to be anch crowded with
men, upon whose arms the stars shed pale
and fitful CLEANS. Three female figures,
otherwise indistinguishable in their wraps,
were huddled together aft, and when this
clumsy contrlvance forged alongside the
gangway these passengers were hurried on
deck and speedily hidden in the cuddy.
Kanaris'5 lost love, for she it was, attended
by two women from the Pasha's harem, had
passed that period when emotion can vent
itself in words or action. The stupor of an
overwhelming despair crushed her down,
and beyond some vague yet persistent re-
solve to die rather than submit, she was al
| most unconscious. strong guard, such as
an Odalisque destined for His Sublime
| HighUess, the Sultan, required for her safe
keeping, then clamOred up the side, and in
stantly became as supremely uncomfortable
and infinitely out of place as all Turks are
ut sea. Immediately after, being used to
sarreptitious departures, the crew made sail
Silently as their anchor came away, aud
rounding before the wind the Chumpa's
head WAS laid n. E., and she slowly faded
away. Keen eyes, however, watched on
shore, and when the heavy tapping of can
| vas showed what was being done, a dozen
dark forms started up among the ruins of
| that old Venetian castle which once guarded
the basins left side, and stealing away
through deserted streets where most houses
stood tenantless, they sped swiftly over
Khania's beautiful plain towards the hills.
While the Turks had been at work, the
Sphakiots bad been preparing little surprise
that vas also ready to he sprung.
To be concluded ne1t treeE