The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1890-06-17

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I Clelise, whoahad never before met any
or five hours. But when the sun went
down a fresh topgallant breeze was
blowing frem the southeast, and the brig
was seen from the masthead just speck
on the herizen.
"He stood on his course until mid
night, then kept dead before.the wind
two hours, and then hauled away on the
other tack to the southland and westard.
At daylight nothing was to be seen of
the brig, and he shaped his course for
| the island.
''The schooner had been drifting lit
tie since she first hove to, and my father
told the captain that he was in as good a
| place to anchor as he could find. The
captain then gave the order to clew up
the topsail, the anchor was let go, and
the craft swung with the tide very handy
to the watering place
"'Send two men aloft, Mr.. Silva we
heard the captain say to the first mate,
and mind they keep good lookout to
seward
my father having agreed to help with
our canoes TO tow the water casks from
the beach, hosting tackle was got out, a
raft of six casks was dropped over the
side and, towed by two of the slaver's
boats, was soon making good Roadway
| toward the mouth of the fresh water
creek.
'The party was in charge of the Sec
| n,,d 70 and him L ona
of the crew in English, addressed him
in the same language, which seemed to
surprise him. He told sme he was born
/ in America, in Maine, think he called
the place. He talked a good deal, and
from him l learned much about the
schooner and her people.
HE said she was of 10 tons burden,
had been built only about year and a
half, and had just got back from run to
Cuba, where she had landed nearly 400
slaves in good condition. They now had
| 300 slaves on board, and had intended to
take on hundred more, but the English
brig had scared them off.
lone hundred and seventy of these
slaves were men, and the rest were wo-
men, with the exception of two boys,
five or six years old. One woman, he
told me, had. a young baby.
1.-THE crew numbered forty-two, all
told. The captain, he said, was French
man from Marseilles, named Glanvil,
the smartest sailor and the most daring
fellow he had ever been shipmates with.
All these particulars turned out to be
important.
my father told me he should like to
have the slaves detained as long as pos
sible, as it might happen that the Eng
lish brig or some other man-of-war
would come along. He had sent one of
our people part way up the mountain
above the town to keep a lookout, and
let him know if he saw sail.
1T was past 8 o'clock before the first
raft of filed water casks was alongside
the schooner. The water was pumped
from them into empty casks in the lower
hold.
"The poor black people between decks
kept up their cries, praying to be let out.
None of US were allowed on the schoon-
er's deck, but could see from the canoe
that sentinel with musket on his
shoulder, and cutlass stuck in his belt,
stood all the time by each of the hatch
ways ready to shoot down any slave who
should succeed In reaching the deck.
1.-The heat was oppressive; the wind
had died away and the air was heavy. A
little after noon a light breeze sprang up
from seaward, and with it came heavy
swell that made it difficult to tow the
casks filled with water from the beach
to the SLAYER.
cit was perhaps Q o'clock when, just
as we were about to push off from the
watering place, the man whom my IA
Their had sent up on the mountain side to
keep lookout came running along the
beach and spoke to him. My father, who
was with our people helping the slavers
men TO fill the casks from the creek, said
to me, in our language, He says there is
a sail in sight
1--WE had got within about three ships
lengths of the shaver when we heard the
voice of the captain singing out to Mr..
Smith, the second mate, to let go the
casks and hurry on board. I looked
aloft and saw that the recall signal was
hoisted, and when turned nay head over
my shoulder toward the shore / could
see the men getting into the boat and
starting to pull off. Two hands ran
aloft on the Clelise forward. and soon
loosened the top gallant sail and topsail,
which had been furled when she dropped
anchor.
LAS the mate let go the casks he cast
off the line by which our two canoes
were towing, and the one l was in pad
died alongside the schooner.
The vessels crew were working
lively, can tell you. There was gang
at the windlass and the anchor had al
ready broken ground; the topsail was
hoisted and ready to be sheeted home.
The schooner swung with the wind, and
man took the wheel just as we got
abreast of the gangway.
The little Frenchman was walking
the poop furiously, looking toward the
shore from which the boat was coming,
then out to sea. When he saw our canoe
he took hold of the main rigging with
one hand and leaning over the rail said,
in a low voice, like hiss: How close in
can l go to thereY pointing 20 the large, |
high rocks that we call the sail rocks, at
the northeast end of the island.
with steady breeze you can run in
so you can throw biscuit ashore, said
/. There is plenty of water there. but
when the tide is running you want to |
allow for it
'eTnen he asked, very sharply, IL was
3 pilot