The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1899-10-11
STORY OF OCEAN MARY.
Baby Mascot of the Sea Won the
Heart of Pitatc,

Heart of Pitate,
In the village burying ground at Hen
mixer, n. H., may be seen standing
among a dozen slabs of like design a
small slate stone, whose inscription, in
common with the others, in no manner
suggests that the story of the one in
whose memory 1t was set was different
from the ordinary affairs of the hillside
pioneer.
1t is the grave of Ocean Mary. 1t was
years and years ago that the baby mas
cot of the sea won pirates heart.
Previous to 1920. the year in which
the principal events of this narrative
occurred, many families of Scotch peas
antry crossed the North Channel and
found for n time homes in the larger
towns ON or near the coast of Ireland
Thus Londonderry became the resi-
dence of n large number of Scotch
yeomanry.
In those old times of slow ships and
many perils of the sea, 1t was far
cry from Londonderry in Ireland to
Londonderry in the granite State; still
Scotland and the Emerald Isle had al
ready sent sturdy pioneers to the new
world on the Merrimac.
Tradition, often the truer part of his
tory. has failed to save from oblivion
the name of the ship which sailed from
Londonderry for Boston in July, 1920,
but She is said to have been in many re
spects vastly superior To others of her
class in those times. At any rate, long
before she dropped anchor off the pie
turesque coast many well-to do fami-
lies had prepared for the long voyage.
OF those who from the deck of the de
parting ship watched the green shores
of Ireland fade from view large pro-
portion We're not only strong of limb,
but thrifty and provident
Out through Tough Faye. past Irish
owen Head and far beyond Giant's
Causeway, with favoring winds, sailed
the fated shin.
Among the passengers We're James
Wilson and his young Wife. A year be-
fore Wilson married Elizabeth Fulton.
and they We're ON their way to Lon
donderry N. H., where land had been
laid out to james Wilson as one uf the
grantees of THAI town
One sultry evening the lookout saw
ON the horizon sail standing like Il
gray silhouette against the early rising
moon All through the hot summer
night the strange craft wore nearer
and nearer. and when morning came
her low hull could be seen like a black
shadow under her full SET of canvas
The pirate was within gunshot of
the emigrant ship.
To fight or run away was not to be
thought of. The slew ship had not Il
dozen muskets. They simply waited.
They had not long Ia walt, for boats
We're soon alongside and swarmlng up.
on the deck, the robbers fell to work
as men who knew how TO plumber and
Kill. Crew and passengers were bound
and some were left lying where they
were captured, and some rolled into
corners, just as suited momentary
freak of the invaders.
None were killed. Valuables were
gathered into parcels convenient to DO
transferred 10 the pirate ship. The rob
Der captain going below to search the
officers quarters. threw open the after
cabin door with a rough hand but see
ing a woman lying in the berth.
stopped.
why are you there?" demanded the
ruflian.
"Sce.' The terrified woman uncov-
cred baby's face.
Then the pirate drew near is it a
boy or IA girl?"
"A girl"
Have you named it?"
No"
The pirate went to the cabin door
and commanded that no man stir until
further orders. Then returning, he
went close TO the berth where the WON
an lay, and said gently, IF may name
that baby. that little girl, | viii unbind
your men and leave your ship I'M
harmed; may | name the girl2''
yes"
Then the rough old robber came
nearer still and took up the tiny, unre-
ssting hand of the baby. Mary" was
the name the woman heard his speak
There were other words, but spoken
so low she could not hear. Only his
Maker and his own heart knew. but
when the child drew its hand away the
mother saw tear on the pink fingers.
There have been other knights than
Bayard. Here was one.
AS good as his word, the pirate cap
tain ordered all captiyes unbound and
goods and valuables restored to the
places from which they had been
taken; then with his crew he left the
ship and pulled to his own vessel
But the emigrant ship had scarcely
got under way when new alarm came
to them. The pirate was returning.
If they were dismayed at his reap
pearance, they were surprised to see
him come on board alone and go direct
ly below to the cabin. There he took
from parcel a piece of brocaded silk
of marvellous fneness OF texture and
beauty Of design. Seen at a little dis
lance the effect OF the pattern Is as OF
plaid combining in wonderfully har-
moniZed tones nameless hues of red
and green, sOftened with lines of what
evidently was once white
Time has, perhaps. somewhat mel
lowed its color tone, but the richness
OF its quality is as the richness Of
pearls.
Let Mary wear this on her wedding
day" the pirate said, as he lay the silk
on the berth
Some time early in the year 1882,
Thomas Wallace emigrated to America
and settled in Londonderry where, on
December Is of the same year, he was
married to Ocean Mary by the Rev. Mr.
Davidson of that town. Her wedding
gown was the pirates silk.
A granddaughter and a great grand
daughter have also worn the same
dress on like occasions.
At the Buttonhole.