Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1896-07-03
OLD GLORY WAVED.
HOW A SKIPPER STUCK TO HIS
COlORS.
He Raise d the Flag at Seville De-
spite Objection of Our Consular
Agent-lt Was Treated With Ad-
miraiiOn as Well as Respect.

he hafse Il the rag at SeV1lle DE.
spite objection of Our Consular
Agent-lt Was Treated With Ad.
mIraiion as Well as Respect.
New York Herald
Here's the story of how Capt. Chas
Burgess, skipper of the Maine built
bark Bonny Doone, hoisted the Stars
and Stripes at Seville, though the ven.
cradle United States consular agent
protested and advised him to keep the
flag in his locker.
The Bonny Doone was moored at a
pier in Seville, within few yards OF
the esplanade and boulevard. Hun.
dreds of persons passed within view OF
her every hour, and on Sundays, when
the Spaniards were taking the air, the
boulevard swarmed with thousands.
Capt. Burgess reasoned that as his
was the only American vessel then in
port, it was incumbent upon him to
show the flag. He got out his ensign.
1t was bit weather-beaten, and be-
sides he did not think that it was
quite long enough. So he ordered a
brand new flag, whose stripes was the
reddest and whose field was the bluest
he could have made in all Seville. He
was preparing to hoist it to the mast.
head when he encountered our consul
lar agent over there, Samuel B. Cald-
well, once of New York, now OF Egypt,
Turkey and Spain.
Mr.. Caldwell has been abroad for
about eighteen years. He has estab-
lished himself in Seville in the busi-
ness of selling antiques. He was
formerly in the cotton business. He
is nearly seventy years old, and being
we'll established in Seville he doesn't
care to have fuss with his neighbors,
the skipper says.
CALDWELL WAS TIMID.
"Now, Captain" said the dealer in
antiques, Al wouldn't do that. 1t
will only attract undue attention.
You know that there is some feeling
here against the United States. Be.
sides, this is such q very public place
Enough said" said the skipper, as
he executed double shuttle over his
we'll secured deck. "Just what
want, sir. The people ought to see
this flag. It'll do 'em good"
"Don't be reckless" said the Con-
sular Agent, softly. "There is no great
occasion for it. Still, if you are bound
to do it, haul it down on Sunday.
You see, there are so many persons on
the Boulevard, and"
"More the merrier," said the hale
skipper. "Here, you! hoist on them
halyards
The flag went up in a rush, and the
Consular Agent shook his head sadly.
1t seemed as though everybody in Sc
willie saw the Stars and Stripes floating
over the Donny Doone. Students
would gather in groups and point At
it. The laborers along the docks
viewed it with interest. Handsomely
dressed women stopped, pointed at it
and asked their escorts about the big
gest and brightest piece of bunting in
the port. Perhaps the flag wasn't ex-
actly in proportion. Everybody could
see it, though, and that was more
desirable, the skipper thought, than
theories of proportion. His flag was
the most obvious thing along the
Seville quays.
Captain Burgess is Swede by birth
and an American by adoption. When
the war broke out he was mate on
several transports which carried men
and supplies to reinforce the Union
armies. He was on board the steamer
Grahams Polly, which, with one thou
sand soldiers and tons of munitions of
war, started for Sabine Pass. The
confederates sank the two gunboats
which conveyed the vessel, and the
Grahams Polly escaped.
"Iou see." said the skipper, in a
half apologetic tone, when I saw him
yesterday, q" that flag means something
to me. l wasn't looking for any
trouble, but put that flag up there to
stay, all the same, and if anybody
came after it was ready to stand by
it, though, of course, Pm peaceable
man."
Nobody did try to take down the
colors, and the Spaniards, instead of
making trouble for the skipper, ad-
mired him for his pluck. American
tourists came down to the water front
just to see the flag once more.
You do not know" said an Ameri-
can woman to the consular agent,
/" how glad was to see the flag on
board that American vessel"
"Ies:" said Mr.. Caldwell, with
rising infection. His antiques re-
quired busting about tina: time. He
had nothing more to say about the
colors of the Bonny Doone. The flag
was still floating when the staunch
craft left the keys. She bore herself
to the last as became vessel built in
Machias, Me-, even if she were loaded
down with olives and other foreign
victuals.
Now sail tho Captain yastar,Iay