Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-09-27
TALES OF THE SEA.
WEIRD YARNS OF THE SuPERNAT-
 uRAl SPUN BY THE CAPTAIN.

lucky Bark In the Demcrara Trade That
 Yves Said to Be Haunted-The Story of m
 Exile From Salvador.
 We were eating dinner ono night on the old cargo ship and talking of tho happenings at sea and on shore that arc called supernatural when the captain said:
 "One secs some things at sea not su- pernatural which arc fit to make a nerv- ous man sec ghosts. There was that case in ono of Greens liners to the colonies, where 0 man was sent down to clean out the chain locker. The locker had seemed foul all tho passage home, and so they hoisted out the chain and sent this fellow down with his brush and soap and bucket, with Q lamp, to clean it out. I'll wager he saw ghosts for a year after that, for when he'd got down on his knees to begin scrubbing he found himself bending over the skull of a dead man.
 Ut was most likely man that had slowed away out in the colony and had been caught under the cable when they were running it down quickly, and so had the life crushed out of him.
 However, I did know of n case that seemed supernatural right enough. It was in the Demerara trade, and was acquainted with the first officer of the bark where it all happened.
 ''In the first place, while she was out there loaded and ready to sail, tho cap tain had trouble with one of tho seamen, who drew out his knife and stabbed him to death then and there. The mate after ward took her home, but on tho way . passenger took to ailing in some mysteri- ous fashion and up and died very sud- denly.
 "Of course she was a haunted ship when she arrived home, and so the owners had her name changed, and she was refitted and painted up entirely different from what she had been. Then she sailed away with a new captain, but on the way out he took to drink, and by the time she reached Dcmcrara he was off his head and killed himself with q revolver.
 "Now she was haunted, sure enough, if you could believe the mate. Mind you, after she was refitted tho mate said never a word to tho new captain about what had happened in her before, and even when q new captain came out from home to take charge of her, believing that the last captain was naturally n drunkard, instead of ono who had taken to it after coming on this ship. this first officer never said n word. because he did not believe in ghosts or even in a futuro state.
 However, the first night the new
 captain was on board tho trouble began.
 The captain at about Q o'clock went to his room and retired. An hour later he
 was calling tho mate and telling that
 he had gone to sleep and then had been
 awakened by light in the room. On opening his eyes he saw . short. thick set man, with side whiskers, in the armchair at tho desk, leaning over, with his elbows on tho desk, holding his head between his hands and saying: oh, my poor head! Oh, my poor hcad!' That was enough for tho mate. Ho left the vessel that night with all hands.
 This new captain knew nothing of the
 style or manner of the one who had killed himself. and yet tho picture
 ghost or what you may call it-iu the chair was tho image in appearance" and dress of the suicide and had complained ill precisely the words and voice of the dead man"
 This brought out tho story of an exile from Salvador whom the narrator met in Guatemala Having got into trouble | with the authorities, Senor Don Sebas. tian Mojarieta saved his life by fleeing to Amapals, Honduras as many another
 exile has done, and there taking q
 steamer north to San Jose, Guatemala. A friend of his who was involved in like manner was to havo reached Amap. ala by different route in time for the same steamer, and to prevent any possi-
 ble delays Mojarieta engaged statcrooms
 and secured passes from the Amapala
 authorities for his friend and himself as soon as he arrived. But the steamer day
 came without his friend, and Mojarieta
 was obliged to sail alone.
 At the usual hour, on the first night | out" tho story teller went on, Mo jarieta retire and went to sleep, but
 had no sooner dozed off than ho awoke, hearing his friends voice, as ho says, in the next stateroom, which he had
 supposed to bc empty. Leaving his berth,
 he went out into the passageway and opened tho door to tho adjoining room,
 and there. he says. ho saw lying in tho
 berth tho body of his friend fully dressed, but with three bullet holes in tho breast
 of his coat and ono in tho right cheek At that Mojarieta tainted and was found on tho deck by the steward and put to bed again. Thereafter it was a
 most miserable passage, for the vessel touched at both of tho Salvador ports
 and was about n week reaching San
 Jose. Mojarieta was sure his friend had
 been shot and expected force to come of from each of the Salvador ports to demand him. Moreover, he was haunt
 ed continually by that picture of his dead friend.
 "Onoe in Guatemala he obtained en- ployment quickly and then began to re- cover something of his former spirits. He ascribed his vision to his over- wrought imagination and was begin ming to hope that his friend would yet appear vhsn . letter was received from . relative In Salvador. It not only told that the friend had been shot by tho government soldiers. but described the wounds of the body aftcr 1t was dead. Ho5aristA declares that the description aconrstsly portrayed the vision he had of his friend. and he believes that his