Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1895-10-31

ram Tor all TIE water we used, quite
bit Of time was consumed in looking
after that. We tried a number Of times
to dig for water, but always struck
salt.
oneY"
mo, ] don't think did. You see,
had done all this for 80 many years,
and | knew no other life, so [ was sort
OF fitted for it, | never had much Of
a childhood as other children have it.
That is, never knew playmates. Mine
We're the chickens, ducks and lambs
and my two Newfoundland dogs.
Do you over feel homosck for your
island homer
Never. The sea is a treacherous
friend. In sailing to Georgia one time
| was blown TO the West Indies, and
I've 10 love for such things. -
Is it true, Miss Moore that you
have yourself saved q livesYn
- 1t is, " she SAID, modestly, land l
wish ii had been double that number
OF course, there we're great many
others, washed up on the shore, half
dead, whom we revived, and they all
stayed with us until they received
means with which to leave. They used
to eat up all our provision, and govern
ment never paid us cent for boarding
them. -
Were many Of the dead washed onto
your beach," 4 look as though she
saw the ghastly faces came into Miss
Moore's eyes; she shuddered and male
a little gcsture'wi her hands, us she
exclaimed:
Hundreds We had to keep them,
too, until government chose to dispose
of them. "
Miss Moore owns the property on
which she lives, and has, besides, il il
said a bank account of S75, 600, all of
which she accumulated during her re-
cluse existence, when her expenses
were necessarily small A part Of her
little fortune was acquired, 80 the ma
tives say, through interests which she
controlled in oyster beds near tht
island, the planting, gathering anC
seeding for market all being conducted
under her supervision. She boasts thai
she has never seen the day she was
afraid of man. When practically in
clined. oystermen or clam-diggers at
tempted TO venture on her soil she was
on the lookout, and even though the in
vader came well protected she would
man her little boat, and, with an old
shotgun that was her constant com.
panion, row out and command hasty
retreat by the offender. She rarely
wasted words on such an occasion.
represent the United States gov.
eminent aud you've got TO goln was
her terse way of putting it, and She
was invariably obeyed
Another industry by which she added
to her dollars was the making of decoy
ducks. They were sold not only tc
visitors to the island as souvenirs, but
tho demand for them became so great
among sportsmen that Miss Moore FIRE.
quently had orders from dealers for tive
or three barrels of thcm at time.
When asked how she made them she
replied;
Why, | just took two blocks Of
wood and carved them out with d
knife. 1t didn't take long to make
one, and ! liked to do it. / often
worked at them in the nights that /
had TO stay up"
During the interview the subject Of
| gencalogy came up. In this it appears,
-'A't' 4t''i' 10 Hhllu an tllu uSlhhl .
My mother was descended from the
plantagenets, :" she said, proudly, "and
Baron Boothe of England, is also one
Of my ancestors, as is Gen. David
, Wooster. -
As her visitor arose to leave Mis-.
Moore said:
And did the New York World sen6
you all the way up here just to SOC
/ meg
II certainly did, /" she was answered,
land had you been further away
should have been sent Just the same, "
Well, we'll" she said, slowly, nod
ding her head with each word, and
then added, with apparently much
commtseration
But it's too bad you didn't know
when | was visiting my sister in
Brooklyn, and saved yourself this long
journey
With cordial invitations 70 "rome
again whenever you can, the reporter
said .goodhy to this very interesting
bul by no means new woman.