The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-08-07

err, and supposed. of course, that she
would anchor, but instead she shaped her
course right through the fleet They had
nothing that could catch her They fired
two shots at her one passing through her
cabin above the water lire. and the
other carrying away her flagstafr. Capt.
Caper won his 100000.
"Oh, yes, I've had some lively times in
blockade running myself. / was once in
command of the Jonathan-a neat little
schoouer-formerly the Belle. [ ran her
through the Gordon at Charleston on a very
dark, rainy night, April, 1862 The strin-
gent blockading was just beginning We
went over 10 Jamaica and unloaGed. Then
we sailed with a general cargo, somewhat
off Eernandina. AS we We're there with
hardly a breath of wind blowing, black
smoke showed up on the horizon, and 1t
was not very long before I saw the famil-
lar spars of the United States revenue
steamer Harriet Lane come out in bold re-
lief. l said nothing, but II looked as if the
game with me was up. Down the Lane
came, and out flew from her R1H the Brit
ish colors. / smiled to myself as | heard
some of the crew declare she was Brit
ism gunboat. My supercarso was Span-
lard, Francisco Silas by name, and, as the
Harriet Lane ran up to within easy speak
ing distance, I holsted Spanish cOlors and
told Francisco to reply in Spanish as l di-
reCted him. AS for myself, stretched
myself out as unconcernediy as l could
leaving Francisco to stalk about and play
captain.
"What schooner Is that?" was called out
from the Lane in Spanish. Fortunately we
had no name painted on the stern, so that
Francisco supplied a fictitious one in Span
ish. To the question where We We're from
and where we were bound Francisco re-
piled at my prompting, that we were
from Havana, bound 10 st. John, N. 3.
esrsT.g rfs
cargo remarked to me that he was sure
| the stranger was British. Don't fool your
| self, Francisco, / said. Look up at her
! her gaff end. Do you see that snug little
roll there all ready for breaking out2 Just
wait few minutes And sure enough, the
| roll broke and out huttered the stars and
| stripes. AS they futtered in the air the
British colors slowly descended. There,
Francisco l said IN an undertone, is your
British gunboat. Now don't make botch
of your replies
The caplin asked several questions, and
we thought he was satisfied with our
Spanish character. He rang TO so ahead,
when 1 observed an officer go and speak
to him. In a moment he and the officer
leveled their glasses on us. / knew some
thing was up, but what could we do with
a schooner against a steamer in that calm?
Presently a boat was let down from the
davits and the steamer stopped. The
cannon fwere trained on us and we knew
the jig was up. When a boat reached our
side a young lieutenant whom had
known in my ante-belum sailor days
came climbing up the sides Of the schooner
followed by several sailors.
"'Wen Capt. Gillett,' he said, as he
came towards me, I'm glad to see you
q recognized him and replied: I'm not
so glad to see you.
HE told me that he had recognized me
through his glass and that he had in
formed the captain of the recognition.
While myself an dcrew We're taken as
prisoners on board the Harriet Lane, the
schooner was taken possession of by the
lieutenant"