The Kay County Sun. (Blackwell, Okla. Terr.), Vol. 3, No. 5, Ed. 1 Thursday, June 24, 1897 Page: 3 of 8
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N the latter part
of that period in
which fleets roamed
about the Carib-
bean Sea and the
Mexican Gulf fly-
ing the “jolly
roger,” and armies
of bucc a n e e r s
_ stormed and plun-
dered cities of the
Spanish Main, there
appeared a femal pirate from South
Carolina, pretty as a picture and as
bloodthirsty as Captain Kidd.
Her name was Anne Bonny, and she
could lead a boarding party to take a
galleon of Spain ami make the pas-
sengers and crew walk the plank after-
ward with the most dashing buccaneer
that ever sailed under the skull aud
crossbones.
Anne was born in Ireland, her pa-
rents immigrating to the Carollnas
when she was a baby. She was a wild
and headstrong girl as she grew up,
but as her father was a man of prop-
erty it was expected that she would
make a good marriage and settle down.
Several desirable young men were
striving for her hand and fortune, and
but for that opportunity which Satan
always sends to the wickedly inclined
Anne Bonny!* name might now be read
in the pedigree of some old and proud
Southern family. Hut the opportunity
came In the shape of a wicked sailor,
fresh from the Spanish main, a sailor
strong and lusty of limb, full of strange
oaths and Jamaica rum. and more than
half suspected of being a pirate. And
in sooth he was a pirate, left by iome
chance on the American coast, and
waiting for an opportunity to get back
to the Wes?" Indies and the life of a
rover again. Anne must have had in
her the same devil which has recently
been shown by the Princess Chimay,
for, turning her back on her well-born
sweethearts, she eloped with the pirate
voyage, and many fierce fights with
armed merchant vessels and ships of
the King which tried to take them.
The old chronicles say that in all
those engagement the two women pi-
rates fought like fiends, killing many
with their own hands and encouraging
the men to all sorts of horrible deeds.
At last there came along one of the
King's ships too strong for Captain
Rackham to fight with successfully and
too swift for her to flee from. It was an
English frigate, and she at once gave
battle to the saucy pirate. A storm
of grape and canister swept the decks
of the pirate ship, and the crew in
terror ran below. Anne Bonny and
Mary Reed, so far from leaving the
deck, waved their cutlasses in the faces
of the enemy and cursed them. Mary
Reed, drawing her pistol, fired into the
men who were huddled below, killing
one and wounding others. The ship of
the wicked Rackham was taken, an 1
those left alive on board of her were
tried for piracy. Anne Bonny and
Mary Reed, though they had exposed
themselves so recklessly in the fight
were taken alive and carried to Eng-
land to be tried. At the trial both were
found guilty and sentenced to be
hanged. Anne, however, was reprieved
from time to time, and finally escaped
execution. What ultimately became of
her is uncertain.
ICE MEN.
llow the Hardy Ksplorer* Reached Thi.
Land l» a Mystery.
How palaeolithic man got to this
land—for it does not seem likely that
the genus homo was indigenous here
—is a question that has puzzled the
wisest; perhaps by way of Greenland
over the bridging ice field which prob-
ably connected Europe and America,
say Lipplncott's. However, we know
that he did get here, and, as the first
wandering bands of these old hunters
came, we know, too. that they found
a land of snow and ice, of great rivers
and many lakes. It seems probable,
from the finding of occasional imple
ments in the older travels, that the
earliest emigrants arrived while the
glacier was at its maximum. One un-
broken field of ice had spread over
all the north, covering Manhattan is-
land 1,000 feet and reaching to within
fifty miles of Philadelphia. As the
years passed, more bands of these
Reason* Why There Is a (louil
lu AMI rails.
The reason why so large a quantity
of American wheat was imported into
Australia last year is explained by
Daniel W. Maratta, United States con-
sul-general at Melbourne, says the New
York Times. It appears that wool-
growing is regarded by Australians as
much the most important Industry,
and in pursuing that the Australian
farmer Is often led to neglect the culti-
vation of whjat. As a rule, the larger
“squatters,” or ranchmen, do not cire
to devote their time to farming, pre-
ferring to give all of their attention tc
sheep raising. “The consumption of
wheat in this colony,” writes Consul
Maratta. “is at the rate of six bushels
to the acre, and as the crop of last
year only yielded four and two-tenths
bushels to the acre, it will readily he
seen that the colonists were short of
their requirements nearly two bushels
to the acre. To meet this deficiency,
the first for a great many years, large
imports were made from the United
States. These shipments were made
from San Francisco, with the exception
of one or two vessels from New York.
It is becoming a common custom
among Australian ranchmen to rent
their land for wheat-growing on shares,
the ranchmen furnishing the land and
the seed and some neighboring farmei
doing all the work. As the wool-grow-
ing industry, however, is constantly
tending to crowd out the wheat culti-
vation, there is a prospect that In-
creased demands ui>on America fot
wheat supplies will be made in the fu-
ture. Mr. Maratta says: “It has been
wondered how it is that Australia can
produce wool, and, for that matter,
sheep, so much more cheaply than
America, and the answer, too, is very
simple. First, the advantage lies in
the climate. Here you have a climate
where the sheep can and do safely
spend every night during the year in
the open air and without covering
Then the pasturage Is unlimited and
virtually free. The cost of labor it
cheaper than with us, and station liv
ir.g is cheaper, and all these thing*
combine to cheapen the animal, 'ou
(an purchase at a retail butcher's her*
in Melbourne prime lamb and muttoi
■'.t from 5 to 6 cents per pound.
(ow Mm. Lincoln Attended to tl»e
tleede of » sick Sol.ltcr Slie Wrote
Letter to HU Mother Held a
Vrlcelru Relic by the Agent.
Tubal Cain.
LP Tubal Cain was
a man of might
In the days when
Earth w a s
young;
By the tier red
light of h.a fur-
nace bright
The strokes of his
hammer rung;
And lie lifted high
his brawny hand
On the iron glow-
ing clear,
rill the sparks rushed out in scar e
As he'fashioned the 8W°rd and spear-
And he sand—"Hurra for my hand!
work * it
Hurra for the spear and sword.
Hurra for the liund that shall wieiu
them well,
For he shall be king and loiu.
To Tubal Cain came many a one.
And each one^prayed^for a^strong steel
blade
As the crown of his desire;
And he made them weapons sharp anu
strong, , ,
Till they shouted loud for Kl<‘e.
And gave him gifts of pearl and gold.
And spoils of the forest free.
And they sang -"Hurra for Tubal Cain,
Who hath given us strength anew.
Hurra for the smith, hurt a for tht
flrt?
And hurra for the metal true!
But
III.
change
came o’er his
a sudden
heart .
Ere the setting of the sun.
And Tubal Cain was filled with pain
For the evil he had done;
He saw that men. with rage and hat
Made war upon their kind, ,
That the land was red with the blood
they shed
In their lust for carnage blind.
And he said ' Alas! that ever 1 made.
Or that skill of mine should plan.
The spear and the sword for men whose
Joy
Is to slay their fellow-man.
AARON BURR'S PISTOL.
II* Adventure* Since It Have » Fatal
Wound to Alexander Hamilton.
Louis Marshall of Versailles, Kv..
possesses the famous pistol with which
Aaron Burr killed Alexander Hamil-
ton. says the St. Iritis Post-Dispatch.
The fatal weapon .has changed hands
many times, and has had an interest-
ing career. Its authenticity is unques-
tionable. Judge Van Ness, who was
Burr's second, marked the pistol and
gave it to Col. James Bowie, together
with its mate, the Hamilton pistol. Col
Bowie wore the pair as belt pistols,
hut lost one pistol while swimming a
I ayou. He afterward presented the re-
maining weapon to Dr. Carr, the su-
perintendent of th® United States
arsenal at Baltimore. Dr. Carr acted
as second to Thomas F. Marshall of
Versailles, th° Kentucky orator and
statesman, in his duel with Janies
Watson Webb, editor of the New ^ ork
Courier and Enquirer, in which Webb
was crippled for life. Dr. Carr then
gave the Burr pistol to Mr. Marshall,
who subsequently presented It to his
hi other. Edward C. Marshall. The lat-
ter carried it through the Mexican war.
It wan stolen from him by his body
servant, but, through a miracle, was
located in the City of Mexico and re-
covered by one of his soldiers. Capt.
Marshall, before his death, gave the
pistol to his son. Louis Marshall.
Thomas F. Marshall, while It was in
his possession, had the dueling pistol
altered from a flint to a percussion
lock. It still shoots very accurately
ind carries a two-ounce ball. Its bar-
ic), which Is twelve inches long, looks
more like a section of a shotgun than
anything else, while the handle is
marked twice with the “X” sign, which
meant in the palmy days of dueling
that the weapon had done fatal work.
And for many a day old Tubal Cain
Sat brooding o'er his woe;
And his hand forebore to smite the
And his furnace smouldered low.
But he rose at last with a cheerful face,
And a bright, courageous eye.
And bared Ills strong right arm for
While the quick flumes mounted high.
And he sang—"Hurra for my handi-
craft!”
And the red sparks lit the air;
Not alone for the blade was the bright
steel made;"
And he fashioned the first plough-
share.
V.
wisdom from the
And men, taught
past. .
In friendship Joined their hands.
Hung the sword In the hall, the spear
on the wall.
And ploughed the willing lands;
And sang—"Hurra for Tubal Cain.
Our staunch good friend Is he;
And for the ploughshare and the
plough.
To him our praise shall be.
But while oppression lifts Its head,
Or a tyrant would he lord,
Though we may thank him for the
We'll not forget the sword!"
—Charles Mackay.
York regiment,
the record.
•« Tan I do anything for you?
you eat something or take a swallow
of wine?'
•• Tm not hungry or thirsty.'
•' Tan 1 write a letter for you.
•• ‘Not to-day. I'm too weak.'
“ ‘Then I will leave some of
flowers with you. President Lincoln
helped to cull them. I will
again in two or three days. Keep up
your courage. You ure going to get
well. You must get well.’
"She was the first woman who had
spoken to me since I had reached the
armv. looking at the sweet flowers
which Mr. Lincoln had ‘helped to cull.'
and thinking of the dear woman who
had spi>k<*n so kindly and hopefully
had more effect in brightening my
spirits than all else that had occurred
in the hospital.
“Three days later the same lady
came again, and direct to my cot.
•• How Is my little soldier boy to-
day?' she asked in a way so motherly
that it reminded me of my good moth-
er hack in New York, the patriot moth-
er who had given her consent to my
going to the war after praying ov< r
the matter many times. The hosplta
angel—that wns what we learned to
call those noble women—after giving
nie a taetc of chicken and Jell>, -l-sh
me If 1 had a mother. She saw by
the tears in my eyes that I had.
" 'Now we will write tnotner a let-
ter.' .
"Then .-lie sat by my side and wrots
the letter. I hadn't been able to write
for a month.
•• ‘I have told your mother that l am
near her soldier hoy and have talked
with him. What shall l tell her for
you? That you are still too weak
write yourself?’
" 'Please don't tell her that. It will
make her worry. Tell her I am fast
getting well.’
"The first day 1 got home my moth-
er asked me how I liked Mrs. Lin-
coln, the President's wife.
“ I never met Mrs. Lincoln. What
made you think I had?'
"Then she took from a box closely
guarded in an old bureau a letter. It
read like this:
"Dear Mrs. Agen: I am siting by
the side of your soldier boy. He has
been quite sick, hut is getting well
He tells me to say to you that he U
all right. With respect for the moth-
er of the young soldier,
"MRS. ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
"That was the first that I knew that
It was the President's wife who had
made me those two visits. I begged
my mother to give me the letter. You
can have it when l am gone. V\ hen
she died, a box and an old letter fold-
ed in a silk handkerchief were among
her glftB to me.
“Tho box, kerchief and letter will
pass along the Agen line as mementos
too sacred for everyday display. Chi-
cago Times-Herald.
PORTRAIT OF FEMALE PIRATE.
Bailor. The pair, somehow, found their
way to the island of Old Providence,
thon a great pirate resort.
At Old Providence Anne found a man
who pleased her more than her sailor
In the person of Captain Rackham, a
mighty plunderer of the aeos, a storra-
er of cities, a slayer of men and a taker
of gold-laden Spanish galleons. Rack-
ham and Anne were married, and they
put to sea in hla ship on a voyage of
blood and plunder.
There never was a crew in the world
that approved the captain taking ills
to sea with him. Pirate crews
no exception. Rackham did not
to run counter to the wishes of
gallant crew, for pirates were a
haaty folk, and it was ill urguing with
them. So Anne wont on board her hus-
band's ship disguised as a cabin hoy.
On board the ship she found a woman
named Mary Ileed. who was disguise.
ab a sahor. The ship had an eventful
huidy explorers reached this land, and
as the second and later recessions of
the ice occurred, with accompanying
flooded rivers, It is likely that a fairly
.lens" palaeothith'.c population peopled
our river valleys. It was a long time
since the first of their race came over
the ice; a far distant past It must have
seemed—as it truly was to these later-
day men. To us the founding of Egypt
is so far away that it seems almost
wholly mythical; but the time which
elapsed between the period of maxi-
mum glaciation and the later days of
the epoch was possibly five times long-
er. Yet this is one of the short
period's in the life history of the In-
fant race. Such was time In the be-
ginning.
Georgia Man Who Walk* <*» Water.
From the Atlanta Constitution:
Prof. Robert Cook, of Amerlcus, Ga.,
whose marvelous feats of walking on
water have attracted widespread at-
tention In Americus, was reared her*
and until two years sgo was actively
engaged in mercantile business. H*
will walk on the Chattahooche River at
Columbus this week, going thence to
Ijtke pontchartraln to practice for a
walk on the Ohio River from Pittsburg
to Cincinnati.
Walnuts and butternuts are being
successfully cultivated in Whatcom
county, Warfilngton. They are not na
time to the regtoa
<ln*e at Hand, Very.
Jaded Cyclist (scarcely good for an
other five minutes)—How far is it tc
Brookley, my man? Native—Brook-
ley, sir? Oh, you be close on It.
| Jaded Cyclist (Joyfully) Which way<
I Native—Straight up that steep '111
there, turn to the left for about fout
mile, then croBs the bridge and follow
I the telegraph posts for a stretch, then
sharp round to the right, and Brookley
[ ain’t more'n two m—. Jaded cyclist
I faints
Mr*. Lincoln u« a Nur»e.
“I have a letter you would like to
see. I guess," said Asaemblymau
James H. Agen, of \\ est Superior.
“With you?”
“No. It is too precious to carry
around In a grip or pocket."
"Who wrote it, and what does It
contain?" ’
"Let me tell you a story before an-
swering your double question: in 1864.
while following Grant near Richmond,
and when we had come so close to It
that they could hour our muskets, and
we their church bells, I was stricken
with a fever and seut to hospital. In
time they landed me, more dead than
alive, In one of the great hospitals at
Washington. I was a very sick hoy.
Boy Is right, for that was all 1 was -
sweet 16, as a girl of that age would
be. For three weeks I had no ambi-
tion to live.
"One day, after I had passed the
danger point, and was taking a little
notice of what was going on. a number
of ladie«i came through the hospital.
They had busketa containing deli-
cacies and bouquets of beautiful flow-
ers. One of them stopped at each cot
as they passed along. A hunch of
blossoms was handed to each sick or
wounded soldier, and If he desired it
a delicacy of some kind was also dis-
tributed. Every now and then one of
the women sat in a camp chair and
wrote a letter for the poor fellow who
hadn't the strength to write him-
self.
"I wanted nothing to eat or drink,
but those pretty posies held my atten-
tion. One of the ladles stopped at my
cot. I hadn't yet got my full growth,
and In my then emaciated, pale condi
tlon I must have looked like a child.
8he seemed surprised as she looked at
me.
" 'You poor child, what brought you
here?’
" 'They sent me here from the Army
of the Potomac.'
" ‘But you are not a soldier?'
" ‘Yes madam. I belong to a New
A Kindly Word.
Neat the blood-stained body of a
ragged gunner who had fallen by his
gun with a mortal wound In his head,
was a bent form of a ragged, forlorn,
powder-smoke 1 boy of fifteen. He had
Just kissed the lifeless face .and now
stood with quivering lips and with grief
too deep for tears, gazing luto the cold-
In-death face. The chaplain. Just then
coming up, heard this heart-broken
soldier boy saying, "He Is dead and
I'm alone now in the world.
The last of his brothers had fallen,
and he was without friends or home.
No, you ars not ulone,” said the
chaplain, as he tenderly grasped his
trembling hand. The first tears now
began to flow down over his powder-
btained cheeks. 1 his Christian sym-
pathy poured over his aching heart had
mellowed it, and the thought of a new-
found friend gave this aching, bleed-
ing heart some relief. A few days af-
ter tl is the good chaplain gave him
a Christian baptism, and through the
kindness of this Christian man, God
raised up friends that day in the army
for this homeless orphan boy, and en-
abled him to begin aright that Chris-
tian life which in after years was so
fruitful of good. The destiny of a life,
and probably many lives, turned that
day upon those kind words spoken
amid the dangers and smoke of battle,
for they lifted a burden from a faint-
ing heart. St. Louis Chrlstlnn Advo-
cate.
Told of Heath In a llream.
Warned In a dream. Mrs. Simon
Weaver walked eight miles Into Terre
Haute, Ind., to ttud upon entering her
home her husband lying dead upon the
bed. Simon Weaver had committed
suicide at an early hour by drinking
carbolic acid. He had been out of
work for nearly a year end brooded
over his 111 fortune. Ills wife had been
In tho country visiting relatives. She
claims to have had a horrible dream.
In which her husband seemed to be In-
jured.
To prevent bicycle handle bars from
vibrating with the Jur of the roachln*
a new device consists of cutting out i
section of the upright bar and fitting
Into It a piece of soft rubber, ngnlnsi
which the cross bar Is pressed b?
means of a belt on the upper ilde o»
the bar.
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