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The San Francisco call., 1898-03-06
JACOB LONG, THE OIL WIZARD.

Jacob Long, the famous "Oil Wiz ard" of Indiana has come into promi- hence again through locating, by his peculiar method, some extensive oil fields in Ohio. He prospected through out the oil country recently, and his predictions have been in almost every instance phenomenally successful
 Twenty years ago, when Long was in his prime he was called the water witch" Whenever a sawmill or resi- dence was to be built he was called on to ascertain if the place was provided with water. Long was enabled to de- tect the presence of water by means of a forked stick which he carried close to the ground. He held a prong in each hand so that the third prong pointed upward. He claimed that as he passed over the water the prong would invariably point downward. Scientific people laughed at his method, but his judgment proved to be so good that no one thought of putting down well unless Long was consulted.
 Some years ago while Long was searching for water, his stick began to perform very curious antics by turning Inward and outward. The phenomena puzzled Long at first, but after investi- gation he announced that large reser- voirs of oil and gas lay under this land. The theory seemed so absurd that he was laughed at, and his sanity was
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we were planning to beat each other to death with the iron rings in our hands, the women asking piteously to be themselves, with their little ones, the first to be slain. But the white men opened our prison door and drove us up and fastened us with iron rings to the deck.
 Once more we saw the sun rising, and beside us we saw great white cloud that seemed to stand on the water like the white head of Killman- jaro over the plain of Kalamba- We were turning away, thinking it cruel dream, when suddenly the cloud opened and there stood before us a beautiful green mountain, fresh as the valley of Kalamba in the Springtime, with sll- very streaks of water rushing down it's sides. F'rantically we struggled, but the white mans chains held us and his cruel laugh mocked us as we sat and looked at the beautiful land
 That night Umzula, our eldest daughter, and the betrothed of Ma lunga, once the pride and flower of our tribe, but now the slave of the slave man, crept stealthily from where the slave men were playing with cards, to where her mother sat, among her chains and those of her children, and looked alternately at the darkening is land and the faces and fetters of Ter father ard mother. while her eyes Dt- gan to glow as if some terrible re- solve had begun to burn in her brain. She spoke to her mother in firm and determined tone, that reached every ear, and made every slave chain rat tie
 "'Oh, mother she said, although the slave men value every slave, even the babes at the breast, as rocks of gold, nevertheless are the slave men as chil- dren before the slave dance. Only teach me the secret of the kiss of death. Teach me this and tomorrow the tribe Of kalma will dance and sing in great joy and freedom in the beautiful land that God has sent in the white cloud
 "Umzula's mother looked from her daughter on the chains of her husband, the once proud chief of the Kalambans, and upon Nalunga, sitting, like his chief, with his brow resting on his shackled hands, and then upon the re- mainder of the once happy tribe and then toward the mountain. Embracing her daughter and having spoken into her ear secrets known only to the wives and daughters of great chiefs, she gave her daughter two small ves- sels containing liquid Umzula glided away to answer the slave mans call.
 .Umzula danced the love dance and the white men, with poisoned kisses on their lips. fell, one after another. sinking into death. Then Umzula, her eyes gleaming and lips swollen and gasping for breath, staggered to her mothers feet and unlocked her mothers letters.
 "'Oh, my daughter cried the mother why did you not drink of the liquid in the larger vessel to save yourself?'
 "'Only enough to save my life long enough to save you. Tell Nalunga that Umzula, defiled by the kiss of the white man, dies with her last thought of him. q
 "She fell dead while the chains rat tied about her, and the sound of the cry of freedom rang in her failing ears. The slavers were all dead. The next day the ship was dashed against the rocks of this island. Over the grave of Umzula is a cross made of all that is left of the slave ship"
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crater of which is filled with pure water. The depth of this great basin is not less than 5000 feet. The diameter is 250 feet, approximately. The island CTS believe that it is the fountain or the gods. Its waters are crystal clear and fill the basin to the very br1m. Around it is a natural basaltic cause way, perfectly level except where the water, overflowing, has worn grooves.
 Below the cone the view was magnih- cent Far below floated the light cloudlets of the trade wind, and far be- meath them glittered the double lines of waves, like an embroidery of daz- zling pearls around the emerald skirt of the island. Beyond was all the dark, deep azure of the southern ocean,. Re luctantly turning from this enchant- ing view, and the mingling music or ocean and forest, rejoined the guides who at the fountains edge awaited me to drop in two large shells they had brought for that purpose.
 The King of the island, seated on yeranda in the moonlight, told Cap tain Brown the legend of Umzula. The story lacks little in dramatic way. It is given in the words of the King: Listen, now. my guest and my chill dren. to what UmZulas father spoke to his son, and my father repeated to me. The tribe of Kalamba dwelt, from the beginning of the world, in peace and freedom, in their valley under the shadow of Killimanjaro. until one dark night, when the tribe were all sleeping. Then. when no danger was feared, a host of Arab slave traders fell on our village and all that they killed not in our battle with them they made cap tives There were wooden yokes for their necks and they were driven with whips and sharp pointed stickS-men, women and children-for many moons,
 
 through terrible forests and rushing rivers-even the women with little children tied upon their backs. Many died of hunger or of thirst. Many were devoured by wild beasts. Some were killed by serpents. Others were stolen by other slave men.
 At last, at about the second hour of night, they reached a great water Next day, from great ship that lay near the shore, there came many white men who were armed with swords and spears and guns.
 These white men had much cloth and beads and money and chains and many bracelets and anklets of heavy iron, which, after much speaking with the Arabs, they fastened upon the hands and feet of our people The Arabs returned, rejoicing at all that the white men had given them for the tribe of Kalamba. The white men then drove us into their boats. We had no tears left and could only groan. We called upon heaven to take pity upon the tribe of Kalamba. The white men only laughed and forced us down into the inside of their ship. We only knew that 1t was day when the streaks of pltying sunlight came in through our prison door.
 One time our hearts leaped within us when the waters dashed over the ship, for we thought that our God was opening the great waters to swallow us up and give us freedom in death. A strange fever began to rage in us as the groans and wailings of our wives and little ones sank like fire into our ears and hearts and made us writhe and hiss like snakes. In our despair
The San Francisco call., 1898-03-06
HOW FOUR WOMEN ESCAPED
 BEING IMPRISONED M THE ICE
fife Whaling Fleet Now Hreat- WTh Destruction dt
 Point BQrroW.

 months of the year. When variation of the mon0tony came it was usually In the form of a whale that had been sighted" some four or six miles away, and then the men scrambled into their boats and were off. The exciting chase was watched by the breathless women and children in the ships, for it is not sport that permits Of their being any nearer, and they scanned the horizon with anxious eyes to see who secured the big catch.
 Several parrots went along, and they were to be told how to yell Hip, hip. hoorayl" and to sing the Star Spang- led Banner" when the thoughts of home came crGwding too fast. There were pianos in the cabins, and the afternoon hours were often to be passed In music and song.
 And to think that it should all turn out so unsatisfactory. But ask an old salt his opinion of the matter, and he will shake his head and say, T told vOlI SO
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ply myself to carrying out my plans for the w c. T. U. and dealing with whatever new work may arise.
 Mrs. Stevens was born in Dover Me, in 1S44. Previous to her marriage, at the age of 21, she had been teach CT. In her husband she found hearty and sympathetic comrade in all tenn perance and reform work. Their only child, Gertrude, now Mrs. Leavitt of Portland, Me, is also warm helper of her mother. Mrs. Stevens has been president of the Maine w. c. T. U. and for thirteen years was assistant re- cording secretary of the National w. c. T. U., being elected vice-prestdent at large in 1894
 In 1892 Mrs. Stevens was appointed one of the lady managers or the Worlds Fair and had entire charge or preparing Maine's exhibit Of charities and correction (homes, hospitals, asy- lums, etc) which appeared in the an thropological building at the exposi- tion. For three years she was treas urer of the National Council of Wo- men of the United States. and uIHa voluntarily retiring from that position was placed in the cabinet of the coun- ciI and given the portfolio of moral re- form.
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What is the real objection of the sail ors to having women on board their ships is a question many might ask. The only way to get truthful answer to the question is to get sailor alone and ask him. And then perhaps he won't tell.
 l had a talk with the women who caused all the trouble before they sail ed and, with that conversation still fresh in my memory, l can just about imagine how they put in the time after they steamed out of the Golden Gate more than three years ago. Each cap tain paid 5000 for the privilege of talk ing his wife with him on the cruise. All thought a great point had been gained as captains had been asking for the privilege for years and owners had been constantly refusing.
 These four women were the first, with the exception of Mrs. Peary, to venture so far north. And the circum- stances are so entirely different that such a comparison Is probably inapro pos. Mrs Green was the most robust of the four Mrs. Porter was a frail looking woman from Oakland, Cal, not we'll fitted to brave the rigors of such a prolonged cruise Mrs. Sherman seemed bound to be the life of the fleet so merrily did she look the voyage in the face three years ago. Mrs. Weeks was filled with a fund of inexhaustible humor and common-sense.
 And think of the packing in antici- patton of such a cruise. Into steamer trunks went all sorts of fancy work for the opportunity to study the her ring bone stitch was understood to be promising-and into the hampers went delightful packages, not to be opened for two or three years, as their pro- gressive game of food supply advanced, and boxes were packed with the mate rials for making the elusive chocolate cream, and even patties, on some great day when there was to be a special frolic. And you might have supposed those four steam Whalers were arks, for two by two they marched into them with the merriest possible forecast, as if such a thing as an ice blockade was a bad dream only, and the long north ern night was only myth of childhood geography days.
 I can form a very fair idea, from the talks I had with them before they sailed. of just about how these four in trepid females occupied their time. In the morning I fancy they did not tum- ble out very early from their fur sleep ing bags, especially in the six dark
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"H HE few people who knew that
 four women had sailed from
 this port on whaling ships about
 three years ago have been A mourning for them and wonder
 ing how they would fare when II came to facing starvation.
 These women went all right enough" said H. J. Knowles, owner of the vhaler Jessie H. Freeman, put they came back after the first winter.
 And thereby hangs a tale that shows what Jack Tar can accomplish when he makes up his mind.
 The eight ice-bound vessels now in the Arctic are the Orca, the Jesse H. Freeman, the Belvedere, the Rosario, the Fearless, the Wanderer, the Jeanie and the Newport, the crews of which number 265. The four women who sailed with the fleet were the wives of Captain Green, Captain Porter of the Jesse H. Freeman, Captain Sherman and Captain Weeks. The two children who sailed away were Bert Sherman, the six-year-old son of Captain and Mrs. Sherman, and Dorothy Porter, the eight-year- daughter of Captain and Mrs. Porter.
 The permitting of the women to go north on the whaling ships was really a big experiment. It has long been known that sailors object to having the wives of captains or mates on board a ship. This is partly superstition and partly Jack Tar'S own reason. To over come this objection it was decided that nothing should be said to the sailors about the women'S presence on board until the ships had been several days at sea. And this plan was carried out. However, Jack Tar carried his end when the time came. AS long as the ships were at sea and work was being done the sailors said nothing, so the women spent, without molestatiOn, whole summer in the Arctic. They also spent a winter there under protest and the second summer also. But when winter began to draw nigh again a howl went up.
 The women must leave the shipsi
 Of course the captains objected and swore, etc, but Jack Tar always has a card up his sleeve that he knows how to play. If the women would not leave the ships the sailors would" was the ultimatum sent out by the differ ent crews. And a few men actually carried out their threats, so the cap tains were compelled to send their wives and children home. Even a sea captain can realize that there is no more useless a piece of property in the world than a Whaler in the Arctic without crew.
 And so ended the experiment which has most effectually put an end to women going to the Arctic in whaling ships again.
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 rising proudly and grandly above the neecy clouds that float across the tropical sky, girdled about by foam, rich in tropical verdure, it is like gem of the ocean. It is peopled by the de- scendants of Africans who were in cap tivity. and who, according to the TO- mantle legend told by the present isl- anders, had a wonderful escape from a slave ship. and a not less wonderful escape from the fury of a gale before they found this land of refuge and free dom.
 The legend, which serves in lieu of history for the people, includes the nar- rative of a heroic young African girl, who, inspired by love of her people. pure in heart, bold In resolve, and gift ed with such talent for dissimulation and stratagem as might have belonged to the woman who overcame Samson, laid down her life for her kindred, and her final act was to liberate them while her blood was chilling with an insidi- ous poison.
 Captain William Brown visited the island of Anno Bom, on the steamship Klyde, while he was sailing with a ships cargo of machinery for the Rothschilds gold and diamond mines in South Africa. The island IS lonely and unfrequented. Captain Brown had heard of the history of the people and wished to see the island and to listen to the legend of the islanders. He saw Anno Bonn looming through the haze off the West African coast one Sunday morning. T was walking on the deck, says Captain Brown, in pleased an ticipation of having wish realized, when, just as it struck two bells ot the morning watch, the lookout called, land, ho!'
 Looking ahead saw a small, black cone, with a turban shaped cloud above it. I was told that this was Anno Bom. It was about twenty miles distant. The transformation scenes as we rapidly neared the island were beautiful The rising sun awakened the day wind and waited the rose and orange tinted cloudlets hither and thither. The eli 1 max came when we were close abreast of the island. Then the dense curtain of morning haze rolled aside and, full before us, stood AnnO Bom, majestic if stature and radiant in tropical beauty The people of the island, as they were l observed by Captain Brown, are physically perfect. large of stature | finely formed and at once strong and graceful. They wore no clothing, with 1 the exception of a girdle. They knew | lOllIIlio Ol AAlOACJ, iOi dik tilCy ICCO money, for the sea and the soil SUD- piled all their simple needs. They have 1 a church in which mass is said by a venerable padre daily. From the l priest they learn,' Captain Brown re- i lates, ''all that they cared or needed to l know beyond the limits of their Eden like little world. where the songs oi 1 birds, the sound of living waters and l of the ceaseless surf waves harmonize with their own simple hymns and i lyrics."
 High above the surrounding sea towers volcanic cone, the extinct
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In some ways the new leader resem- bles the old for she is earnest, broad-minded and intuitive. Then she knows Miss Willard's work and plans probably more thoroughly than any one else, having been more con- stantly associated with her than any other woman in the organization ex- cept Miss Anna Gordon, who has never been a public woman save in the sense of being Miss Willard's alter ego.
 Therefore there is wonderful unani- mity around the temple these days. Mrs. Stevens is accepted as president without demur, for it is as though she had been chosen and appointed by a voice from the beyond.
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United States would be on an equal footing, with no one as the official head. Miss Willard had keenness and foresight, and she recognized the dangers of such a situation.
 So she suggested the creation of the office of vice-president at large. As soon as her suggestion was adopted she nominated Mrs. Lillian M. N. Stevens to fill the position. At her own death recently Mrs. Stevens nat urally stepped into the high office of president of the w. c. T. U. So in honoring the new president the rank and file of the society feel in a way that they are honoring the last wishes of their late great leader in the cause.
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Vac Frances of

Worlds w. c. T. U. to observe the same day, and they doubtless will.
 Tt is quite decided that the next na- tional convention will be held in Los Angeles, and about the middle of No- vember Following that meeting there are to be large conferences all along the Pacific Coast" ~
 Mrs Stevens is a Unitarian and a suffragist, which goes far to show how broad minded the union is grow ing to be. For twenty-three years she has been president of the Maine W. c. T. U., and is thus the oldest, in years of service, of any union president in the United States This coming sum- mer she had planned to spend in Eng land, but now she has abandoned the idea and says frankly:
 'I shall stay at home and closely ap-
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at Eastnor Castle with Lady Henry, as well as in her London home in Park lane'
 This last petition Miss Willard is sued was to Yale" said Mrs. Stevens, musingly, "and her last official call was to all the local unions to unite in celebrating Neal Dow's birthday as prohibition day. That is on March 20, and a great many of the unions had engaged their halls and speakers when the news of Miss Willard's death came so the general officers have named that as prohibition day for all time to come This honors Miss Willards last call to perpetuity, and the officers have de- cided to make it also a memorial day for her. AS she was a worker for pro- hibition also, it seems a very fitting combination. We are also asking the
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 careful preparation for the calamity which has just befallen the w. c. T. U. there is no doubt. Proba- bly, she knew her own lack of strength, or her failing health, better than any one dreamed. She knew, too, that in case of her sudden pass ing there would be no one directly ready to take her place. for all the presidents scattered over the
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predictions since then have been so ac- curate that he is again beginning to enjoy local fame.
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questioned Failing to convince his neighbors, he left home and tried to accumulate enough money to purchase
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had been discovered by accident where
 he had located it twenty years ago. He has returned to his old home and his
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part of the land. Tn this he has been unsuccessful.
 A short time ago he heard that oil
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FF the West African Coast, in
 latitude degrees s. and longi- tude 30 E., lies the picturesque island of Anno Bonn. Surround ed by the blue waves, it's top rising proudly and grandly
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" HE few people who knew that four women had sailed from
 this port on whaling ships about
 three years ago have been 1 mourning for them and wonder
The Delta independent., 1898-11-18
Big cane Hvat Ora ,aizss.

A meeting Of representative men from
all parts OF Colorado was held in the par
lors OF Hotel Mcdowell at Debeque on
Nov. 10 and the Western Slope Hunting
association was organized.
p. Randolph Morris Of Parachute v;s
elected chairman and II. A. Stroud e
Debeque secretary and r. r.asurer.
The first hunt will be held Dec. 8, 9
aud 10. The hunt will take place on Ur.
per Roam creek and tributaries and is de.
signed to be one OF the grandest hunts
ever held in Colorado. The game sought
will include lions. gray and timber vol.
yes, coyotes. wild cats, etc. These ami.
mails have become so numerous in this
section OF the country that the people
resort to this means for their extermi.
nation.
This hunt will be conducted in parties
arranged 10 cDver the different sections
OF the country chosen for the hunting
ground. Local men who are we'll &C.
quaintea with the territory and its game
possibilities have been chosen as cap
tains and lieutenants and everything
possible viii be lone to make the first
hunt successful one in every particular
The last day the people OF Debeque will
give a grand barbecue and shooting
natches for the entertainment OF the
hunters. The cattle men and ranchers
are going to give this hunt all the assis.
fance in their power 20 as to rid the
country OF these destructive animals.
The Delta independent., 1898-11-18
Delta. Colorado.

The people OF this state are fortunate
in that the most direct route by which
they can reach the great exposition is
one Justly famed for the excellence Of
il. equipment and service. the courtesy
Of it's officials and employees. and the ..
tractiveuess Of the country through
which il passes. We refer to the Bur-
lingtou Route.