The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, December 29, 1895, Page 15

THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, DECEMBER 2 1895. 15 Down BY A WHALER OLD IN RUST AND GRIME AND MOLD. SHE HAD PITCHED AND PLUNGED AND WALLOWED AND ‘ROLLED N MANY A WIND-SWEPT SEA, My Bovs, MARY AND MANY A SEA o » THE MOON SWUNG DiMLY ADOWN THE SKY, 74 | LAY = THE WIND THROUGH THE NIGHT WENT MOANING BY— — AND | HEARD IN ITS MINOR TONES A SiGH CONE SOFTLY OUT OF THE SEA. My Bors, FROM DEAD MEN OUT IN THE SEA. - HER BLOCKS WERE WORN FROM SPRIT TO PEAK AND THEIR S T ROUND WITH A DisMAL CREAK HE THUNDER-BASS OF THE WHIRLING CLOUP IN THE CHORAL OF TH My Bovs, THE TEMPEST HYMN OF THE SEA WEAR IN THE GEAR FLAKED 'CROSS HER RAILs, WEAR IN HER DINGY, TATTERED SAILS VAS THE WEAR OF A HUNDRED HOWLING GALES—, THE HOWLING GALES OF THE SEA, My Bovs, THE WILD. DRIVEN GALES AT SEA. SHE SMELT OF THE HARBOR-MUD OF HER BED THE DUST AND DECAY OF YEARS LONG SPED AND THE R CH. THICK SCENT OF THE WHALE LONG DEAD~ THE WHALE OF THE NORTHERN SEA, My Bovs, THAT SPOUTED HIs BLOOD AT SEA. —— - — SHE SMELT OF THE JUNK, THE BILGE AND Ror, THE OiL CASK AND THE BLUBBER-PoT . ~==_AND ALL OLD ODORs LONG PasT ——— SAVORY SNIFFS OF THE Sta, e MY Boys, r H(ENIX. Ariz., Dec. 24.—1t seems to | premonitions, or whatever you ¢ [{*” me I have heard more ies in the | said, as he leaned back in his c 3 t few daysthanle ard before. | had an experience once that settled my ere old; some Ibave my | faith in them. You see, I went to Califor- | e of them 1 be! e to | nia in 1855, along about the time of the THE SALINE SCENTS I 0. SHE WAS & WRECK FROM HEAD TO HEEL FrOM WiNDLASS FROM HER Rova THE WA( = AFT T0 BROKEN WHEBL— L TRUCK T0 HER S0GGY KEBL= GE OF A LIFE AT SEa, My Bovs, ~ ‘\AWE“msans LiFE Aii/ THERE WAS A TIME WHEN THIS FaB LIKE A WHITE BIRD OVER THE RIPPL OF THE SU AND HER HEART WAs WiTH My Bovs, RIC FLEW ING BLUE MER MAIN, WHEN HER WINGS WERE NEW, THE SEA, WiTH HER MATE, HER KiNG, THE SEa, ——ael = £ OF THE CHARGING WAVES WHERE THE SURGE-BEAT AND FORGOT~ My Bovs, | HEARD THE BOOM ARD F FELT THE JAR e ALONG THE BAR. REEFS AND THE GREAT CLIFFS ARE FRONTING THE MENACING SEa, THE THREATENING, VENGEFUL SEA OF THE SEA. = THE PITCH WAS GONE FROM EACH WORMY PLANK, = _THE RUSTY CHAIN S RARG AS SHE SWUNG—AN UNCANNY CLANK 1 Must STRUCK s ON HER ANCHOR-SHANK HEARD OFTEN 0’ NIGRTS AT SEA, v Bovs, O NIGHTS ON THE DISNAL SEA, No'}lmsvu ; S AN, 0 Sancoe c;fi’ DING THE Wiggy, Apypp IANTEYING Foj 7 FoR THE Sap, PEANRALR ES THAT HANDLED Ty, AT- SONGI WERE VIEWLESS Taings,Fogy p gre> O ¥°Bots, b THEN THIS SILENT. SOULLESS VOYAGER 'WENT OUT WITH NO LIVING MARINER, —\FOR THE WAVES ON THE BAR WERE CALLING HER BACK ONCE AGAIN TO THE SEA. My Boys, HER SAVAGE LOVER, THE SEA. HAVE DREAMED, ELSE WHENCE THE SpeLL THAT CAME TO ME. FOR THE VESSEL'S BELL EIGHT—MIDNIGHT—TWAS A PASSING KNELL To THE FOLKS DOWN IN THE SEa, My Bovs, ASLEEP IN THE SOUNDLESS SFa, & . D. Monihan told one of these. | Frazer River excitement, and during the the oldtimers in Eastern California | period when Hank Monk, Dave Quadlum will remember Mr. Monihan. He was | and ‘Shorty’—Dave Berg—were kings of Mayor. of this city once, but at the last | the whip. I knew nothing about life in election—but then that's another story | the West, but I could drive ten horses | and has nothing at all fo do with the one | one hand, so I soon got a job driving stage | he told of b »ach days. from Laporte to Marysville, and many a *You may 4/ ///:///f, i _£ | out of the yard at Laporte one morning in TOLD IN one passenger. and the road was infested with highway- | men, and unless a man had- to travel, | he took the safest course and stayed | |at home. 1 guess I had been| driving a month or more, when I puiled Times were scaty then, | April in 1855. There were no passengers | that morning, but they had a package, or | a bag, I should say, consigned to A. D. | Rivers, manager of Wells, Fargo &' Co.’s | Bank at'Sacramento. As the agent threw | | the thing up in the boot, he called to me | 1n a low tone, ‘Jim, that’s all, but there’s | $30,000 in that.” Well, sir, when he said | that something told me that I was goin§ to be held up. I knew it just as well a3 knew 1 was breathing, so, telling the sta- ble-boy to hola my horses, I hunted @ ANA e ers and lit a cigar; “I think that one of | Ed Schwartz’s beats any I ever heard. Schwartz, you know was a good soldier, | and enlisted in the Fourth New York Cavalry uncer J. Irwin Grerg, on whose staff he afterward served when he was but 19 years of age. This incident occurred in the early ’60’s, when the command was in quarters at Camp Remount, near Dunfrees, Va. It was early in the day when a scout brought in the news that a force of Con- {fderates was moving against the picket ine. 800 men, went out to meet them. captured. They were carried to the major immediately. of cburse, and when ushered into his presence seemed | astonished. This astonishment was so marked that it was noted at the time, but no attention was paid to it, and learning Thg major was detailed, and, taking | Aftera | | hot skirmish fight fifteen prisoners were — &5 SHE FADED AWAY ACROSS THE SURGE. i WHERE THE NIGHT-LINE MEETS THE OCEAN'S.VERGE. AND | HEARD FROM HER BELL A SOLEMN DIRGE FOR, THOSE ASLEEP IN THE SEA \ > MY Bovs, 4 THAT SLUNBER AFAR AT SEA. —— =7 e RIZONATOWN I never think of General Crook that I do | not® also think of how his brother-in-law made him a prisoner of war.” Charles Crowley also told ome. Mr. | Crowley is business manager of the Gazette of this City,and was for a num- ber of yearsa member of the California Athletic Club. His was a Crook story, too. “The reason why Crook was retired from the United States army aftgr return- ing from Mexico, where he left Geronimo | without engaging him 1n battle, has never been published that I know of,’” he said, as he called to the office-boy to bring another pot of paste out on the porch. “You no doubt remember that when | Crook started after Geronimo in the possessed a very fine te.or voice, and at | me and bade him_explain. He told me the ladies’ request I had him brought | that he ‘just ‘seemed pulled away.’ I ace down to the parlor and bade him sing | cepted his explanation and told him he something. }y;o. readily complied, and, | could sing another song, in payment for picking up a_hymn-book, quickly selected | which the ladies would remit his punish- a bymn and commenced to sing, ‘They ‘ ment. Picking up & hymn-book again he ‘Are Waiting for Me Over There.”” Yuma, | selected another hymn with great deliberas you know, is right on the river, and as he | tion, and sung as well as anvbody can, was returning to his tier he escaped. He | ‘Bringing In the Sheaves.” What? No, swam across the river all right, but ne was | sir, it’s a fact,”’” asseverated the Governor, captured on the other side and returned, | as he picked -up his pen to sign a l\'ulioual | atl of which did not consume over half an | Guard lieutenant’s commission. [ hour. Again I ordered him brought to Leoxarp FowLER. that the skirmish line of the foe wasa long distance from its forces it was det: mined to execute a flank movement. This was successful, and the Confederates being | seventies he took only a small force of | soldiers, but a large force of Indian scouts. ‘When he got down to Sonora, Mexico, to | where Geronimo had retreated, these around a while and got some rags; these I tied up in small square packages: st the ze of a Government bill—and sealed them | { “FQUR' MEN JUMPED FROM THE BRUSH AND COVERED ME.” ith the company’s seal; these I putinto | another bag and took it along with me. | That was the worst ride I ever took. Iwas | expecting some road agent to ho'd me up | every mile of the way; but it was not until | I got to the clump of live oaks about | four miles from the Eleven-mile House | and fifteen milesfrom Marysville that four | men stepped out, two from each side of | the road, and covered me. [ was not sur- rised—not a bitof it. I had been expect- ing it all the time; so, pieking up my dummy bag, I yelled, ‘Boys, I'm in a hurry; there’s nobody inside and this is all I've got.” I threw it down to ope of them and he cut it open. Seeing the com- pany’s seal and all signs of valuable plun- der, they lowered their guns and the leader yelied, ‘Pass on.” Now, you had just better believe I made those horses urrv over the next four miles. At the Eleven-mile House we got a change of horses and a guard. Late that night I landed the pouch at Marysville, from where it was taken to SBacramento. Get any reward? No, I only did what they hired me for.” General Sampson told another. There | are many people in California who know the general. He opened the campaign at Pasadena last year, and is well acquainted with most of the prominent Republicans in California. “Talk about war stories,” he said, as he | drew a match across the seat of his trous- cut off from their horses, 400 men and the commander were taken prisoners. So soon as the commander was iaken to the major, the reason for the rebs’ astonish- ment was apparent. The resemblance was remarkable; so that from what his father had told him and what the captured colonel said the major knew that he had captured his own uncle.” Whitelaw Reid of the New York Trib- une told another. Mr. Reed is spending the winter here. “The recent death of Mrs. Crook re- minds me of a story on her husband which 1 have never seen in print,” he said as he adjusted his straw hat and moved farther into the sun. “Ithappened in 1862 while we were in Cumberland, Maryland. You know those Maryland women are all pretty and Crook, after meeting one two or three times, fell deeply in love with her. She reciprocated although she made beliave that she did not since her brother was in the Confederate army. Crook used to go to see her often,and one night just as he | was leaving, her rebel brother with a com- panion, both of whom had succeeded in gemng through our lines, rode up to the ouse, and finding Crook there, took him prisoner. They carried him off, but he was exchanged soon afterward and at the close of the war married her. It was a bit funny, I have always thought, and indeed | scouts turned traitors. They threw away ilhe provisions, filled up all the water- holes they came across, and in other ways heightened the hardshipsof the campaign. | On account of all this, when the men | finally overtook Geronimo, they were hali- starved and nearly famished. Crook saw this and so did Geronimo, for the scouts had told him. It’s all right to curse Geronimo, but no man who knows anything about him will deny that he was a shrewd, clever scoundrel. He was quick to_take in the situation and, after surrounding Crook’s small force, told the general he would either have to make terms or be annihi- lated. Crook, under those circumstances, decided to make terms, and, according to the dictation of Geronimo, promised as a United States soldier and a_gentleman not to make war upon the 1ndians any more. Crook, thinking of his men and not of himself, for Crook was not a man to think of himself very much, made the promise and was allowdd to escape. When he came back he was retired at his own request :‘nd General Nelson A. Miles succeeded im.”” Governor Hughes told the last cne. He had just pardoned some man out of the penitentiary, and as he finished remarked : “This reminds me of the last visit I paid to Yuma. I was down there with some ladies, and while we were there the prison choir was practicing. One of the men ’ “GERONIMO TOLD CROOK HE’D HAVE TO MAKE TERMS OR BE ANNIHILATED,”