Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1895-08-01
Vol. XVII.
THE CREW OF THE EVA MAE
SAFE In the Harbor at Beaufort. The In
land Trip to the Sea a Success. A
Little Sore, But Happy,
Hearty and
BY our Special Reporter.
Beaufort, n. c., July 27.

A'SO9o AA'OA "nu lily luS 10 10 81
on water that is rocking O.
wavey is different. However
the Eva May has weathered tn,
storm, and with a few hardship
and quite lot of pleasure, hav,
made the trip from Goldsboro tt
Morehead City. We were littl,
behind the Eva Mae in comins
into this port, and when WI
arrived they had made landius
and scattered, possibly in search
of something to eat, perhaps
however, in search of the post
office where they expected te
find letters from home.
'Tis safe to say that no set o1
shipwrecked mariners were ever
SO glad to place foot again on
land as were the crew of the Eva
Mae.
Tis a long pull from Colds
boro to Morehead. and you can
imagine the pleasure of the crew
on landing and exclaiming: 1--WE
are here at last" The question
OF how TO get back is the one
that will be bothering their
minds. The excursion of Hol-
lowell & Peterson may prove a
God send to them.
After entering Harlow creek.
dark and lowering clouds began
to gather in the distance and
soon the shrieking wind comes
rushing across the water. All
was astir aboard the Eva Mae.
turn after turn of baggage was
dumped overheard, until the
water was dotted. Knowing they
would need most of it again, we
picked up all that we could find
and slowed it aboard our boat
'Hoist signal of distress, -
commanded the first officer, and
promptly a yellow flag spread
itself to the breeze. We soon
came along side Of them.
Whats up ooys? Smallpox
aboard?"
''No. In distress: about to
sink. Sprung d. leak"
"Well, you'd had better take
down that flag Or you will be
qnarantined," we remarked.
Who put up that flag P"
sharply spoke the commander.
Il did," said the second mate.
Il told you to put up signal of
distress, not sick flag. None of
us are sick"
Yes, we are," sung out a
chorus of voices. "Home sick.
sea sick, and sick of this trip,
and when one is sick, if he amt
in distress, where is he?"
The flag was hauled down.
We rendered them some assist
ance, and told them we had their
baggage aboard,
We are friends now, and as
the trip is nearing an end, we
presume we will remain so.
The wind calmed down and our
presence seemed to cheer them,
SO they pulled away.
During the early part of the
larboard watch we heard q noise
that sounded like someone was
trying to board us, and their
movements were so stealth. like
that we at first thought someone
was trying to Scuttle our rig. In
q few moments our fears were
allied by hearing a familiar voice:
Don't shoot; it's me, with
news from on board the Eva
Mae"
We soon hauled the midnight
ad en- turer on board and he
handed US the following, which
he pronounced a true bill, but
made US promise not to say
which one of the crew it was.
We promised. On the return of
the crew of the Eva Mae to
Goldsboro an inspection of the
crew, and especially those lovely
white pants, will reveal which
one of them it was that ran away
on the approach of a. sandfiddler
and fell into the water. The fol-
lowing are the lines:
Far out on the white-capped water
though roam,
My thoughts of thee, my own sweet
sunny home,
Do in my heart keep taunting me,
As the wind sweeps Ger the deep blue
sea.
Oh, mother, dear, twas on yon glist
ening sand,
h Twas there we first struck camp and
land;
gAnd do you know, rushed right into
the sea
cause one of them sandfddlers got
after me.
This isn't one baf OF the many
Rscenes they had. We intend to
tell how they did at the sight OF
a crab and how one seeing a sail
vessel, thought it was a. huge
bird bearing down on them, which