The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1882-09-30
A strange Story.
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the romantic in a marine way around
this port. Piracy disappeared with the
keel boats from the Ohio river, and the
handling of coal, which constitutes the
chief business Of the river sailors, is in
the main devoid of the thrilling episodes
so common, if we are 10 believe the fore
castle, on salt water. Yet an incident
hat occurred at the Baltimore and Ohio
Depot on'Tuesday evening is only 10 be
explained upon the presumption that
SEVEN woULD-BE PIRATES
to use the plainest designation, spent at
least a portion of that day in the city.
The attention of "a Dispatch reporter
was attracted about 100 o'clock on the
evening specified to the singular behav-
ior of a group of men who were loiter-
ing about the platform, apparently wait
ing for a train, and obviously disposed
to avoid mingling with the general crowd.
One of them was a tall, slender man,
wearing II black silk cap and carrying a
gray buster on his arm. His clothes
were of "a fashionable cut, and his whole
appearance indicated that he was "A trav-
eler of the parlor car grade. His six
companions were as violently working
people. Their hands and faces were
brown, their clothing wac rather loose
and easy han stylish, and each one had
a carpet-sack or "A bundle. They adj
dressed the man in the cap as " Captain"
and showed him great respect as to one
in authority. There had been SO many
rumors afioat Of hordes of foreign IRON
workers and miners coming to take the
places Of the strikers here, and the APP
pearance-and behavior of the group was
so singular that the reporterapproached
n of the men and inquired
care you miners or ironworkors ?"
The man accosted stared as though he
did not catch the words, and when the
question was repeated the Captain
who was standing against the platform
railing, answered with some warmth
and a strong smell of gin "No, sir.
They are not miners and they are not
ironworkers. They look pretty rough
now, but before Christmas every man Of
the crew will W silk enough to stock
Il dry goods store and have
ENGLISH GoLD
enough in his pocket to be above the
necessity of labor for the remainder of
his life. It's Captain John O'Reilly that
says it, and | never deceived you when
the old 300 was afoat, did |, Parkins ?"
appealing to one of the men. You are
a spry-looking young man, he continued
to the reporter. "Too smart-looking to
spend your life turning a brake wheel
when you might as well be welding a
1t wouldn't be long until you
had a ship Of your own, il you would
join u.s." he continued en~couragingly,
evidently taking the scribe for a brake
man. He pulled the reporter to one
side, and went on to pour into his as
tonished ears a story to the effect that
he was Captain John O'Reilly that he
had served with Semmes in the famous
.privateer Alabama during the Rebellion.
He had been on the vessel when she met
in the shape of the Kearsarge
the French coast, but was rescued by
the English yacht Deerhound. lie went
on at some length to show how if Semmes
had taken his advice the Kearsarge
would have gone to the bottom instead
Of cold 29O." All this he told freely,
then, with many injunctions Of
'ecresy, "reminiscences of how he was in
he habit of rcquiting those who broke
aith with him, he unfolded his present
He said
GLOW many ships do you suppose
has in the Asiatic trade? You
lon't know. Well, she has hundreds of
hem, and every one of them carries a
ortune in its hold. What has she got
o protect them =? A lot of mountainous
Do you begin to see what 1
men ? We are going to the Indian
Ocean to make our fortunes
GAS pirates ?"
No, sir.
UNDER THE EGYPTIAN FLAG,
With letters of marque. The black flag
S played out. Will you go with us and
get rich, or stay here and be poor I Our
'essel is already purchased and almost
manned. 1t will drop in at a quiet little
'ort l know and take us aboard" !.
There was more in the same strain,
nut the reporter thought it the rambling
arm of an imaginative traveller, and got
id of the loquacious Captain as quickly
s possible. The Geographic dispatches
Thursday morning, however, brought
ntelligence which gives the color of
ruth to the Captains story. A tele-
ram from Halifax tells of the departure
f a mysterious schooner, dark, rakish
swift, a piratical looking craft with
Extraordinarily high ~bulwarks, suitable
Dr. cOncealing guns. Arms and ammu-
ition were put into her. and she was