New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1889-02-03
THE MANOR LORDS or AUsHoN.
WOODS AND STREAMS OF THE FoRBEsEs
A nsHERmAN's STORY ABOUT sHEEp-cHA

PAGNE PAID FOR THE JOKE.
Between Vineyard Sound and Buzzards Bay lies the
Island OF Naushon. It extends in general direction
northeast and southwest and Is eight miles long and
varies from one to two miles In width. On It are
woods and farms and the village of Tarpauln Cove
nestles In Its bay the southwestern end OF the
Island. And of all this domain the Forbeses arc lords
Of the manor possessed of the earth and the funess
thereof They the grazing sheep in the pastures,
the deer in the woods the hoases OF the villagers and
the barns Of the farmers But the great glory Of Maui
shon is its wooded hills and wales through which the
deer swarm and who're all sorts of game that VIII
stand the climate increase and multiply, awaiting the
time when they shall fulfil their destiny and be shot
By Forbes or the guest of Forbes Toward the
northeast end of the island the stately homes Of
]. Malcolm Forbes and hs father Each house stands
on wooded hill and ct the base Of these hills winds
that beautiful sheet Of water Hadley Harbor. In
summer time IT is like fayland there clear cool and
deep, no ripple breaks the surface, and sound is
heard but the songs and twtterngs Of the birds IN the
woods on shore.
The trees grow to tho waters edge and above them
gmpses caught of tho chmneys and gables OF the
two great houses Near the entrance to Hsdley
Harbor may nearly always be seen moored j. Malcom
Forbess celebrated yacht Puritan and inside bis fathers
steam yacht Sheerwater One important part OF the
Forbes navy is the steam launch which between
Haushon and Woods Holl in the summer time, for
tho convenience of such OF tho family as may have
gone up to Boston for the day. Mr.. Forbes, Mr. Fay,
Of Woods Holl, and several wealthy families having
country houses in the neighborhood, do not travel in
the ordinary everyday trains when during the
1t peases them travel between their villas and Bos-
ton. The ordinary train on the Cape Cod branch OF
the Old Colony Railroad is a slow and deliberate instl
tuition given to long stops for meditation and rest in
places where, Dickens remarked Of another massa-
chusets railroad, the mprobabilIty Of there being
any TO get of is only equalcd by the responsibility
Of there being any one to get on'
But the Baron OF Naushon and his wealthy neigh
bors the mainland have part in all this, but IN
stead have special train of their chartered for
the season. 1t has the right of way over other trains
and makes the trip from Woods Holl TO Boston In
most excellent time. The vulgar proetariat of the
region call this train the "F1ying Dude.' styling
Duder may be- but what the glores Of Naushon
II one had to ride on average Cape Cod train to get
TO them Once a year there is grand deer drive on
Nsushon. pack of staghounds are lot loose, Mr.
Forbes and his guests station themselves at the mar
rowest part of the island, and then como tbs bay
ing Of the hounds tho crack Of the rifles and the swf
Wild rush OF tho deer Hunting and fishing and shoot
ing make the days Of summer and the early fall
pass quickly on Naushon, and at night when the
whippoorw calls in the woods the deer sleep In their
coverts and the riding lights of the coasng schooners
from the windows Of the hOspitable manor houses
and each tired guest forgets his weary limbs as no
recounts the sports OF tho day and boasts Of the game
he hagged by shore and heath and forest glade
Concerning the sheep of Naushon good story was
told recently by gentleman who was present when the
amusing affair took place. J. Malcolm FORBES IN MS
yacht Puritan with party Of friends on board, was
driven BY stress OF weather to anchor In little nar
Dor on the Cape Cod coast A number OF nshng
smscks were anchored near, and TO pass away inc
evening Mr. Forbes and his guests went over to
one of them to study the character OF these
sons OF the brine and listen their quaint stories Of
q strange ventures Mapped by land and sea" The
song and story went round In the dmt cabin OF the
fisherman until all of the bad contributed some
thing except tho youngest member boy OF aDous
eighteen lie was extremely dLhdent when it came
his turn and II needed considerable urging to get him
TO begin. Finally he told a story OF how he once
sailed on cOastlng vessel, which got out Of pro,
her passage, and finally put into TarPaulin Cove
. Just as we dropped anchor,' said the boy, saw
what we are looking for fresh meat No more short
rations Of weeyly blscut's Now, Mr. Forbess sheep
In rho yiefnty,of TarpaulIn Cove have way of dis-
appearing which is truly remarkable. Time and time
again have tho shepherds reported that their HOOKS
had been invaded during the night put never mas me
sailor reached this part of his narrative Mr. Forbes
became AZ once all attention He leaned forward,
solution Of who stole the sheep One Of the sailors.
who recognized Mr. Forbes began to administer furtve
but vigorous kicks to the youth, but only ELECTED
q You lot me alone Bill, Pm telling this story"
WelS the boy went on, went ashore, and, picking
out good fat sheep, chased her round and round
that field until finally caught her, got Dor head
between my knees and drew my sheath-knfe.'
BY this time every eye was axsd on The taco Of
boy, glancing around to how hs story was being
received, noticed this and took In tho situation like
a flash so, with scarcely pause, he ended his mar
ratve with, swell that sheep looked so darned pltif
that ( couldn't kill her, and so list lot her 60"
Mr. Forbes sank back with look OF unutterablc
disgust on his face and a shout went Zip from HIS
guests that shook the deck beams. Even the stern
fishermen smiled grmly. 10 was champagne al
around when the party got back TO the yacht