The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1872-02-04
A Story or capt. Kidd.

Probably no rover OF the seas was ever
80 extensively known as Captain Kidd.
His ill-gotten treasures have been looked
for, wished for and dug for more extern
sively and diligently than the booty of
any other known pirate. But very little
Of the immense wealth which it has been
so often told he buried in various parts
of the world has ever been found, so far
as the public knows: Hundreds have
spent time and money in vain endeavors
to find the hidden gold Of Kidd.
The little incident which I am about
to relate may have no connection what
ever with the buried riches of the pirate,
but as had heard 80 much of him, and
the oft-repeated tales of his having de-
posted his treasures, or large part of
them, at least, among the sand banks of
Cape Cod, the following circumstances
seemed to me quite conclusive evidence
of its being in some way mysteriously
connected with him:
Toward the close of warm, bright
forenoon, about the middle of June,
18-, light. open carriage, containing
two men, drove along the dusty road
from p. and drew up at my fa-
Tiers house, when the occupants alight-
ed and inquired if their horse could be
cared for and fed. Being answered in
the affirmative, they remarked that they
were out for little recreation and hunt,
and desired to know what kind of game
they might expect to find in tho vicini-
ty. My father. who was standing near,
replied that it was not the shooting sea-
son, and they would hardly be likely to
meet with any success, as there was no
game here at that time of year. Here
let me briefly notice the two strangers
whose appearance wore such q contrast
as to require more than passing notice.
The elder of the two appeared to be
man OF some sixty years, whose long
white beard and hair, wrinkled face and
deep-set eyes, reminded me OF the seers
of whom had read.
He spoke but seldom, and in q low
tone. The other seemed directly the re.
verse OF his companion. In years about
twenty-five; a stout, well-made man,
whose smooth. round face, dark flashing
eyes and quick, impatient motions, be-
tokened an active, stirring youth. It
was such face and form as we often see.
but seldom retain in the memory long.
because no remarkable characteristics
are visible, by which we may identify
them If met again.
After seeing tho horse we'll cared for,
they returned to the carriage, from
which the young man drew forth small
single -barreled fowling piece, which he
proceeded very deliberately to load
with, as remarked at the time, sur
prisingly small charge OF both powder
and shot for hunter, or one accns
toned to the use of firearms. Having
concluded the task OF loading, he turned
TO his companion, saying:
''Do you think that will do2"
eyes, replied the other, "that will fix
them"
"Well. if you are ready. then let us
go on"
And turning they walked away toward
the shore, the elder leading the way,
while the younger followed, CARRYING
upon his shoulder tho gun.
They directed their steps directly to
the light. house. where they procured a
shovel. alleging as IN object that they
wished to unearth fox that they had
just driven to his den.
@Then moving leisurely away toward
the South, they passed the open plain.
skirted the low woods. crossed the deem
valley running West from the sea. and
ascended the high hill to the table-land
on the other side. pausing there mo.
ment to rest and sati fly themselves that
they woro not followed, then again taxi
ing mp their march Southwark. A little
farther on, and they were lost to sight
from the neighboring houses Their
movements. which up to this time had
been careless and Indifferent, now as
sumed different appearance.
They no longer proceeded with that