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By HELEN GRAY,
Written for Tnhe Stinny o 1]fJ*.
0 the ocean love r a pil
grimage to Cape Henry by
trolley from Norfolk, Va„
will prove an Interesting
diversion. The unique feat
ure of this historic point
of land is a great sard
mountain, which has taken
more ages of stormy winds
and waves to build than
the imagination is capab e.
of sealing.
A magnificent marine
view is to be had from the
top of the mountain. "ape Charles. I I
miles nw-ny. is to he seen on clear days.
In another direction is a vast forest
mprising 3 800 acres of ground, which
some time or other is to be made into a
game preserve and park. A life saving
-tation attracts the eye. and perhaps
many er.oft. for vessels flying the flags
of all nations, pass in and out between
; lie » apes of ihe Chesapeake.
Magnificent, tnderd. is the boundless
billowy ocean as seen from the sand
mountain of Cape Henry. Doubtless the
. imrades of Captain John Smith—he,
brave knight, was under arrest at the
time—plowed their way up the mountain
t. reeonnoiter. for <Jape Henry was the
•first landing place of those quarrelsome
adventurers who were destined to found
the lirst permanent English settlement
I . the new world. Here, after kneeling
and giving thanks for having escaped
The dangers of the deep, they planted a
write cross and claimed possession in
• e n r,rne r,f 7*ririoo Henry of "Wales. The
government owns 8 acres of land at
Cape Henry, upon which are located the
■ !,) and the new light houses. On the
■ . one Is a tabled placed there by the
\ssoeiation for the Preservation of Vir
ginia Antiquities. It bears this ins- rip-
‘Xe.ir tills spot
Handed. April 26. I ;07.
Captain Gabriel Archer Christopher New
port,
Hon. George Percy Bartholomew Gosnold,
Edward Maria Wingfield,
With twenty-five others
Who,
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Calling the
smwalBts
The Historic Sand Mountain a* Cape Henry,
Light House at Cape Henry,
Hie
Planted a cross
April 29. 1607.
'a Virginia 1
ndita.”
d the sand
. who
nu ml
-mi-h with
• ceded in w<
th.-v set sa
md mountain, the adventurers r
el the sealed iox which contained th
dfrs for government.
Lynnhavan bay. famous for its
cions oysters, is seen from th- car
dnw as you speed to the cape. it
I i a small Inlet of this bay that G
Sherwood received her ducking in w
ctaft days—she who was tried by a
of women.
Numerous indeed are the famed
that have passe,. In view of Cape H
and its m mnt.iin of sand. Mention
lus
ty in-
enry
m a y
he made of the Todinn princess, of the
loiaoco bought maidens and “One wid
ow." wives for the settlers; of the first
slaves; of that Berkeley, who preached
against schools in Virginia; of Herd Dun-
more. the fire fiend
Blackboard, tthe pirate, sailed his black
flag in these w;it r. and bold Captain
Kidd, tlie ubiquitous.
The sand mountain at Cape Henry is
a veritable delight to the small boy who
is ever in evidence, in fair weather and
foul, plowing its bulging sides.
Of ■; ial interest is the light house
at Cap.' Henry, and that at St. Charles,
t'he two promontories which guard the
entrance to the bay. It is through this
broad gap that the coastwise and trans-
Atlantic traffic, which contributes so
enormously to the prosperity of Norfolk,
Portsmouth and contiguous territory,
must pass in and out. The light hons’s,
therefore, are of the greatest importance
to mariners in all kinds of weather as
indicating the exact location of the en
trance.
Dropping down the bsv at night a •*
making ready to put to sea. one never
forgets the broad expanse of water and
the two opP’ sing lights on the Atp -s.
Throughout t'he still night watches they
blink at each other across the bay like
giant eyes. Each light has its own reg iar
signal which flashed at intervals, acquaint
the skippers with their nearness to the
mouth of the bay. and their relative dis
tance from each side of the shore. These,
of course, are used in conjunction with
an admirably planned system of buoys
and harbor lights.
Uhe Smugglers
By Albert vSonnichsen
x Outdoor iSeries
Fourth, of ti
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r was a year ago last fall,
almost two years now, that
I found myself In N< w
York, paid off from a dam’
yankee hot-box -the Henry
Hyde—ye a 1/ know 'er. [
ad a good pay day, a
' indered dollars or more, so
after cornin’ aehore, I
whooped 'er up for fair
about a week. On* morning
I woke up in Manchester
Pete’s place on Wall street
without a bloomin' sou in
me pocket. Well, Pete gave me a drink
to stranghten me up. an" out I goes, to
'unt me up some bloomin' lodging 'ouse.
Thinks I to myself, I’ll try the Sailors’
'Ome in Cherry street, an' over I goes,
down the Bowery.
"Suddenly some one alaps me on the
back an' shovts:
“ "Elio, Dirk, ’ow's things cornin'7'
"Well, strike me good an' blind, if there
wasn't Bob White, me old shipmate in
the .Glenogale, a yankee chap, but the
wrltest man as ever walked a deck. Wed,
Eob saw I’s In pretty bad condition, so he
takes me 'round to his lodging ’ouse. a
swell ’otel on Fourth avenue, too. an' 'o
sees as 'ow I has a bath an' a good feed,
an’ hy evenin' i was a-feelin' aii right
again Seems Bob was pretty well fixed
an’ 'ad lo o' dough, an’ for two days
'e gives me a good time. One mornin’ 'o
says to me:
'Hook 'ere. Dick, I s'pose ye're lookin'
for a ship now 7’
" 'Just so.' says I.
" ‘All right,' says 'e. ‘I’ll put you onto
somethin’ better'n an old windjammer. 1
am a-’untin' 'alf a dozen good chaps as
will appreciate a good thing an' stand
by a feller on the square. Now, do you
want to go with me? There's good money
in it. but it means a *snady lay-out—a
stiff lip.'
"Of course I was with ’lm right off, an’
that night Bob an’ me an’ five other chaps
took tne regular steamer for Savannah.
Then I was onto ’is game.
"From Savannah we took tine train to
Jacksonville an’ Joined our ship. Seems
Bob wag second mate, an’ ’ad been sent
to New York to pick some good men,
what could be depended on. She was a
little 50-ton steamer, new In the busi
ness. Portsmouth Peters was skipper—
ye’ve all ’eard o’ ’im. ’e as was mate of
the Shenandoah five years ago, an’ I
must say as ’e was Just the right kind of
a man to run the Job. ’E was 'ot stuff,
but on the dead level. We 'ad eight 'and*!
for’d. an' two mates an' a bos'n. On the
ship's articles we was gettin’ $30 a montn.
but on the side it meant $300 a trip. Not
so bloomin’ bad, mind ye. Seems the old
Bermuda was fitted out with a wrecker's
an' \ tow boat license, n’ that c \- ,i ill
er moves. Not but what the authorities
wasn't onto er. but tney gave ’er the
wink.
"Well. I stuck to me joh an’ made five
Iri
m
up the three -idled plunks. Sometimes a
trio t"ok a week, sometimes three Vi
se. we’d ’ave to dodge around among ti e
keys, iv.achin' the Spanish gunboats as
was pa trollin' the oast, an' then we ad
to keep sharp lookout, with ur smoke-
stack over the side so the-, < luldn't spot
us. Then, when all was clear, we'd make
a quick dash at dawn into the coast, an'
land the stuff. Several times w s almost
nabbed, but the Bermuda 'ad a swifter
keel than any of the Spanish p; trol i its.
We did the thing slick, too. After we'd
made out ihc insurgent signals ashore,
we'd just sail right in generally some
small ove where boats could land. Then
we'd circle dose in shore an' drop the
stuff in waterpro of casks with hjg floats
attached, tin' Bob an' I would slip off
with it in the dingy, an' we'd meet a chap
from shore who'd look over the stuff an'
give us a re.-eipt. Then the shore boat d
take it in tow. an' we'd go aboard again.
The whole job'd oe dune in twenty min
utes.
“Bui seems the thing was too good to
last—for me. anvow. This was our
sixth trip. We’d bc-ii lay'n’ on the
watch for two weeks, an' Peters was
'oppin' mad. So one mornin' 'e run in
ti little too late, when 'e should 'a' wait
ed till nexi mornin'. Consequence was
When we circled in the sun was almost
up. Over went the ca.-ks. with Bob an'
me a-'oldin' on to ’em in the dingy. Out
fame the nigger officer from shore a-
cussin' as fer bein' so late, an' 'e an’
Bob got to talkin', me actin’ as inter
preter. Some'ow. durin’ the argument
we drifted further inshore than usual.
We was stiii a-talkin' when there comes
a yell from aboard an’ the insurgent
officer given another an' 'Is boat pulls
for shore like 'ell. Bob an' I looks aroun'
an’ blast me bloomin’ eyes there was
the Bermuda a-steamln’ out an' leavin’
us. Then, before we know'd what t' 'ell
was u.p, we 'card a ''boo.ni—'boom—boom'
to seaward an' cut me Weedin' 'ed off
if there wasn't a Spanish gunboat corn
in' around the point a-hcavln' shells at
the Bermuda s fast as she could serve
'er guns. 'Ow those shells did whistle
aroun' the Bermuda's funnel! a-screoch
in’ like a lot o’ ’ot stones in water. She
cut through the sea like a torpedo boat,
the Spaniard after ’er, but login’. Last
we sec of im they was till’ down on the
horizon, the Spaniard still sendin’ up
puffs o' smoke from her guns, but far
astern.
Meanwhile mo an' Bob sot ashore
with the Cubans. Bob a-eussin’ an’ a-
carryin' on an' a-tearin - 'is whiskers like
a loon till the tears came to ’is eyes,
it was 'ard luck, login’ a berth worth
a ’und red quid a month t' ye.
" ’Gwvver. we "ad t' make the. best
of it. The Cubans 'adn’t much time for
us till they’d got the casks broke open
an' The stuff carried away from the
beach, then they took us up to their
ramp in tlie 'ills. 1 could speak Spanish
all right, sec.a' as 'ow I once was a
hos'n's mate in tlie Argentine navy, an"
so I got along well; but Bob, 'e didn't
sabe one word. 'Owever, we 'ad the
luck tj run across a young yankee of
ficer what was an insurgent captain, an'
'c was real friendly to us. fitted us out
with clothes an' saw as 'ow wo 'ad
lations an’ tobacco. 'E introduced us
to the commander of the outfit, a big.
fine lookin’ white Cuban, Commandants
Ricardo. The commandante laughed lit
to spiit 'imseif when ’e ’card ’ow we'd
lost our ship, while poor Bob like- to
cry with cussiu'.
"Well, in a few days we got used lo
Uie layout, an’ in a few days more tlie
yankee captain persuaded us to Join the
outfit. It was pretty tough at fir.-t,
bunkin' in with a lot o' niggers, but we
got a premise o' quick promotion. Seems
all kinds "ad a premise o’ ’unified acres
o’ land when the Cubans got their in
dependence, but we wasn't bankin’ mu h
on that. It was loot we was after.
"But 'ere comes the tougi;e.-t part.
"We'd been marchin’ an' scramblin'
through the 'ills an' jungles for over a
fortnight, brushin’ up agin small par
ties o’ Spaniards now an’ then, when one
day we run Into a small block’ouse. It
was a stiff scrap; we look tlie place by
storm, but, 'eli. I’d a darn'd sight rather
a' seen us worsted than ave 'appeii
what did. What th' 'ell did I care for
Cuban independence alongside o' Bob.
Yes, when we came to pick up our dead,
he was one o' em, chuck full o’ Mauser
holes. I felt sick, an' would 'a' thrown
the whole job up if 1 could 'a'.
"Well, after that scrap they jumped me
up to rhe sergeant, an' all the niggers ’ad
to salute me an' call me 'sargento.' An'
after awhile I got to kind o' like it. It
was an easy life, plenty' to eat, an' alius
the excitement o' something 'apponing,
chasing the Spaniards or gettin' chased
by them in a lazy sort o' way, for we
never broke our backs to catch 'em, nor
they to nab us.
"There were about 200 men in our out
fit, but sometimes we'd join up with oth
ers when there was a big fight on "and.
Whenever we captured an outfit it was
divvy up, all ’amis alike. There’s where
the fun canle in—the loot. We never
troubled ourselves with prim nets,
first that bothered me some, but v
came to see 'nw the Spaniards did tin
same, I got used to it. an' i did things
in the same light. We just lived on Span
ish rations an' smoked Spanish cheroots,
ail’ I got some rich tilings in the line o'
jewelry . an' I kept 'em in my canvas
belt. Ail' I wasn’t ih i uiy renegade
in the outfit. There was yn nkees ini'
Britishers an' Frenchmen, all in for giory
an' excitement an' loot—mostly loo;.
though, i think.
"But one day we struck a re. ''. \\ >•
tried to break through the 'trocha' one
morning an’ seems the place 'ad been re
inforced without our bein’ onto it, an’
we got 'edged in between a bluff an' a
river an’ when daylight came I'itey ad
us cornered. Our position was good for
fightin’, but there was ten Spaniard i to
every one o' us. But we gave 'em their
money's worth. They 'adn’t no cinch of
it. I'i) they rami, sneakin' th mgh the
tail grass, pottin' away at us till 'alf
oui men was down. Blast me bloomin'
eyes, but thosi Mausers did rattle! Ow
those bloodin' bullets did whistle! I saw
Ricardo drop an’ r *11 down 'ill. a shoutin'
off ’is Colt till the last.. Then 1 felt sick,
’cause Ricardo was a square s rt o' chap.
1 saw a Spaniard stick 'im with "is bay
onet. but that Spaniard never told about
it afterward. Then the young yankee
cap'll keeled over, hut up 'e jumps ag in
an' rushes down with nothin’ but a big
bowie. an’ 'e so took ’em by surprise that
did for two of ’em before they could
finish 'im. 1 can 'ear 'im yet. a-rippin’
out cuss words lhat'd make your blood
run cold. 'Ow 'e did kindle that knife,
'is shirt tails out; an' red with blood.’
“At last they rushed us with a whoop,
an' liien it was club an’ stick, give an’
take. Well, it suddenly struck me 1 'ad
enough, so 1 dived Into fine river an' got
away. I 'id in the jungle all day, ail’
when night came I screwed my nut. If
1 could kt‘ got back to the insurgents
without much trouble I'd 'a' done it. but
l's on the wrong side o’ the 'trocha.' I
must 'a' been the only one o' the outfit
got through. 1 managed at last to get
into Havana, an’ there i claimed the
protection o' the British consul. 'E got
A f ' a passage to Now York. I stiii kid
tlie stuff in my belt an’ it brought me
over $500. An’ 1 didn't get on no skate—
not on your life. 1 sol up a little cigar
store an' business was good an' 1 made
a first-rate living. An’ tncre'ss me yarn—
tlie long and short o' it."
There was quite a pause—the men were
taking a few minutes in which to digest
the story. Bob broke the silence.
"An'* what became of the cigar busi
ness, Cockney?”
"Well." exclaimed Hockney. "I made
I good money, but. blast me bloomin' eyes,
a feller gets sick o’ one place when one
s day's the same ns 'noiher. I stood it
ten months an’ was even thinkir.' some o'
splicin’ up with a little Irish girl, but,
• .says 1 to nv self, what I’ell. so 1 ups an'
.. sells out an' comes to Frisco, intendin’
, to buy me a small schooner an' go skip-
tier in the lambo- trade. ! ul I goes on
a Tear instead. Me bloomin' eyes, but I
did 'ave a royal week, a box at the Bald
win theater, oyster sappers at the Palace
'Otel as would make yer eyes blink, car
riages at im- bloomin’ call—oh, say, 1 was
a toff for one v. ~ k. one bloomin' week
of 'ig'ii livin'. Blew in somethin' like
three thousand plunks. an’ then—well,
bless me 'art. 1 shipped afore the mast
stead coin' skipper. Oh, my eyes, hut
that week!"
\nd Cockney rolled over with a deli
cious sigh as iie cheweii the cud of re
membrance of that delightful week of
cloth nf gold.
There was a giggle around tli-■ circle.
"That's Jack for ye,” said some of
the older salts knowingly to the young
er men. as though they had made deep
studies of sailors' weaknesses and were
not themselves subject to them.
"I wcis think-in’ some o' gain’ into the
tobacconist business once.” said a man
in the other watch, "but I finally came
to the conclusion it wouldn't pay."
“Well," explained I'orkn-y. "I was
onto a few moves. Is hummed up with
the fellers on the Havana packets. I'd
four or fiv,- fellers supplvin' me with ci
gars regularly.”
“Is there anything in that?" asked Jack
with unusual Interest. 'I mean for tHe
chap on the boat."
"Not a great deal," admitted Cockney,
honestly, “unless yt’r a mate or a stew
ard an’ can do it wholesale.”
"That's what I thought." responded
Jack, sinking back on his elbow’, "the
stuff's too bulky. 'Tain't like running
dope into Honolulu. That pays, by gum!”
"You try dot?" asked a German in the
other watch.
"My word, what a cinch!" responded
Jack.
‘Vat boat you vas on?"
“The old Zealandia—i was bos’n of her."
"De defeil—I was quartermaster of de
Australia, an’ 1 made lots of money on
opium."
"Yes," assented Jack, "it was a good
thing, but 1 didn’t know it. I got ambi
tious an’ tried it on the big scale. It
worked or.ee. but second time I got nab
bed. Remember the Island Fairy, when
she was captured?”
"Hell!" almost shouted the German,
"vas you von of In r crowd? 1 vas von
of de gang vat nabbed 'em. After I quit
de Australia I got a joh on he refenoo
•ried Ja
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’The hull you sa
“Weil. I must
in great shape.”
‘You gift us a gvot scrap," said the ex-
venue officer, reaching out his hand.
Irishman grasped it with great
•armth. There was mutual admiration
i that handshake.
"Say." asked Jack, with Intense inter-
= t. ‘‘can you tell just who it was put
ef on to us? I’ll swear it wasn't
Ah Sam. T was told It was him, but it's
a blame l lip."
"Yes," said the German, "T can tell
you all about it. Id vas a clerk in de
American consulate in Victoria. He was
on to you fellers ven you had de Fairy
regustered untor American colors, and
his brother vas in de ring. So he wrote
brother, and his brother put Kalakaua
in to it.”
“Who's the brother?" asked Jack, be
tween his teeth.
“Lou Davis.”
"Hell!"
There w-is astonishment, excitement. In
tense interest in that one -word, but not a
vestige of anger.
"You don't say," continued Jack in a
dazed way. "Well, who in he’ll would 'a'
thought o' that?"
"Well, say." Interrupted Bob, Impa
tiently, “here you two fellers are raking
over old reminiscences; where do we come
in? Come on. Jack, let’s have your yarn
from the beginning
'' Aye —a ye—aye,"
all 'have it."
. _s, jack." said the German, 'go abet,
Tim's a goo* story. I toid it myself many
times."
Jack leaned back and gave his pipe sev
eral vigorous puffs, as though to prime
himself" All hands edged up a trifle
closer, for Jack's voice was low and
gontle.
“Well,*’ he began, “as T said, while I
was bos n of the Zealandia I made good
money. There were five of us that hung
together—two quartermasters, the third
mate and one of the engineers. t\ e d
buy the stuff in 'Frisco for $11 a pound
and sell it In Honolulu for $40 and $50
and sometimes $60. That was before tne
China steamers touched there, mind ye.
While we five didn't belong to the King,
we were solid with the king's officers
just the same."
Here the German
laugh to himself.
"At the end of a year I'd scraped to
gether $2,000, and my mates stood just
about as good. So we put our heads
together and decided that what wo neod-
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