The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1898-02-11

| tndl the people are simple just because
| the town is; oh, no, they are not; they are
| genial, hospitable and as bright as other
| talks in a country where bright folks are
| raised-well. Chester has one main street
that runs of the Halifax highway, all
| through the town. past the postoff1ce, past
| Manning's, the Wister place, the par
| ade," and so back 10 the highway at
Robinson Corners That's how they
will describe it to you up there. After a
while you will find out what it means.
! If you go out on F'rida's Point you'll see
Quaker Island with its lighthouse; Naus-
SEES Island. big and overgrown with
beech; Clay and Frog Islands. and then
| away off, nine miles they call 1t, you can
see the rugged oaks on a little green
island.
''And what's that?" you ask.
That" the Chesterite will tell you, 'i.
Oak Island. They've been diggin' for Cap
tain Kfdd's gold over there for more
years than you'll ever see. Expect to find
it some day, too
THE STORY OF OAK ISLAND.
What grounds are there for supposing
that Captain Kids treasure is buried
on Oak Island?
gentleman who has interested in the
Oak Treasure company gave me the rea-
sons. His story is most fteresting as he
told it TO me. Said he:
More than hundred years have pass
ed since three New England settlers, by
name Smith, Maginnis and Vaughn, gath
cred in an inn in a New England seaport
town about the bedside of a dying sailor
The seafarfng man was very old and had
not borne particularly good reputation,
but Smith, Maginnis and Vaughn had
often helped him out when he was in
hard luck. AS he lay on his death bed he
whispered to them a remarkable story.
1t was that in the days when he was a
sturdy young chap his father, who had
been pirate in the service of Captain
Kidd. had told him that a large amount
or treasure was buried o nan island in
Malone Bay, Nova Scotia He gave him
chart with the island plainly marked
and diagram of the place where the pits
had been sunk, enjoining his son not to
search for it until after the fathers death.
The father went to sea- He never re-
turned. The son waited year in and year
out until he became old and a public
charge. Now on his deathbed, as an ex-
preston of gratitude to his three friends,
he put them in possession of the secret.
Smith, Maginnis and Vaughn straight
way made for Nova Scotia. They soon To-
Gated Oak Island in Malone Bay, where
the treasure was buried, and took UP the
land, presumably for agricultural pur-
poses. But they had a deeper motive.
1t was to find the buried treasure-the
plumber of the Spanish galleons. One day
while rambling over the island, they came
to a spot which attracted their attention
Vaughn at that time was but 16 years old
When we'll on in life he described the
events to a Mr.. Robert Creelman, who
still lives at an advanced at Upper Ste
wiacke, Nova Scotia Thes pot which
engaged the attention of thes ettlers was
depressed and had apparently been clear
ed of timber ears before, save for an old
oak that stood near by. On this oak were
peculiar marks and figures. Once of the
lower branches extended over the depres-
sion in the ground. Ten feet away they
found an old ships block. The men re-
turned the next day and began digging
That was at the end of the last century
and although the diggin has been going
on internationally ever since, we now be-
lieve that we are on the eve Of recover
ing tn treasur.
well, Smith, Maginnis and Vaughn
found that the earth was soft-that, in
fact, they were digging into an old pit
TIL sides were hard, but within the walls
the earth was loose and easily shovelled.
At depth of ten feet they came to a COW
ering of oak plank. They went down
thirty feet, and at each ten feet they
found mysterious markings on the side
planks. Then they gave it up. Their
neighbors, very superstitious in those
days, compelled them to quit. Seven
years later DR.. Lynds, of Truro Joined
Smith, Maginnis and Vaughn in another
effort to get at the treasure. A company
was organized. This was the first COM
pany organized. 1t proceeded to dig.
They went down ninety feet. At that
point they struck fat stone. three feet
long and sixteen inches wide. Scarcely
decipherable letters. roughly hewn upon
it, were eventually made out to read: