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i i 'Ht FLOWED nm VOLUME XLII—NUMBER EIGHTEEN. Atlanta, Ga., Wee A Endinq July 2, / 50c PER YEAR—SINGLE COPY5c. IN |v?N; Hr | | *, .Nv? | 'i w\ n; $ Historic T*v* T • *i* V •%«•%*• V* • *t* • V • T*v • , i 4 *T*‘I'tv*V'*T® *!*•'!’ • */ •‘i**V®V®T* -I* ♦ 'I* • O V • *J- • -I-1V • V • • *•« • • V « v * V Sand Mountain PranK of Time at Cape d Nature Henry, Odd v» * . 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, • • • -i- • M -- V' * * 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 ■«C •...... • • - o •«■•••» ■•-•• * •••-•■ ® « . * e •«•••■ a • • •« c -.-s c-.-o* ■»■ o-« •■♦•o •»- 9 «-*• c ->— o -.-. o • ® ...<•■ 8 •-•O- 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 VOIl ff I -k. The the himse ’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- CONTINUED ON LAST PAGE. "let- chorused thf -ave a low gurgling IB £f UTZS i