The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1900-09-12
GRIM SABLE ISLAND.
THIS WRECK sTReWk SAND BAR IS
DOOMED BY THE SEA.

Ring Sold In HaiIfax.
sable island belongs TO Nova Scotia,
is ld5 miles from Halifax and 50 miles
east of Cape Canso," writes Gustav
Kobbe In Ainslcc's. "It Is n trecless,
shrublcss waste. scanned by wind and
wave and of ever changing aspect. A
cone shaped hill near the east end,
once mere unduation of sand. Is now
over 100 feet high and is still growing.
Other hlllocks are gradually being
moved away by storms. The hlllocks
are liable to be undermined so swiftly
and swept out of existence that they
are carefully watched from the various
stations on the island. there being
no certainty how far an inroad of the
sea will extend after each successful
attack. Even the coarse grass of the
island grows In different manner
from that of the mainland. 1t t,es not
bear seed. but shoots up from roots
which run along under the sand Dur
ing the winter the sand is blown over
the grass and burics II sometimes three
or four feet deep. but the hardy blades
grow up next season. as II the island
sands had projected them from the
cold of winter in order to make them
all the stronger.
The island itself is fighting for self
preservation. II seems ms II Il drew
ships into Its fatal embrace as rallying
points for its loose and shifting sand.
thus to protect itself by bulwark OF
wrecks against nnnihilation by the sea.
Tradition says that when Sable island
was discovered by Cabot in l447 ii was
so miles long and 10 miles wide. In
1902. when rescue station was estab.
lished there. II was only 40 miles long.
Since then II has shrunk to but l'itlp
more than 20 miles in length. aI. in
width II Is only mile at its widest.
Within 2S years the western end lost
seven miles. Shoals over which the
ocean now surgcs are pointed out as
former sites of lighthouses. One of
these was 40 swiftly undermined by
the sea that 1t had to be abandoned
with the greatest precipitation The
spot where once stood the supcrIntrui.
ent's house is now under two fathoms
of water.
'The island, rapidly diminishing at
its western end. Is slightly gaining at
its eastern. Slowly. like ship drag
ging its anchor, 1t Is moving eastward.
VIII II ever reach the edge of the
shoals, stand tottering on the brink OF
the abyss till 1t receives its coup de
grace and plunge over the submarine
bank forever into the depths? Unfor.
tunately its end will probably be less
dramatic. There is good ground for
believing that this gray sar bar will
slowly wear away until it becomes an.
other submerged shoal added TO an am
buscade alrrady some 60 miles in
length, for line of breakers extends
16 miles from one end OF the island and
2S miles from the other.
"In the space of single year Sable
island claimed more than 200 lives. In
fact, so many wrecks line the shoals
of this ocean graveyard that the new
pile up on the old. like bodies heaped
in one ditch. The Crofton Hail. an iron
sailing ship wrecked few years ago
on the northeast bar. broke In two
about amidshlps The pieces have
drifted together again. and the island.
ers suppose that she struck crosswise
upon an old submerged wreck and is
settling over 1t, which accounts for the
two parts coming together. Nor Is the
island satisfied with the awful tribute
which 1t exacts from the living. The
same informant who writes me about
the Crofton Hall adds that the bark
John Mcleod, which was wrecked off
Devils island at the entrance to Hall
fax harbor drifted ashore on Sable is.
land bottom up, wreck of wreck!
"One of the grimmest legends of Sa.
bic island dates from the wreck of the
Amelia, and there is enough evidence
of truth connected with 1t to show
what bloody deeds were added on that
occasion to the terrors of shipwreck
Captain Torrens, who commanded the
gunboat which was dispatched to Sable
island after the wreck OF the Amelia,
was one of the survivors of the second
disaster, A passenger on the lost trans
port was Lady Copeland, on her way
to join her husband. The captain of
ehS buhpoat Dccn tOlu lIul but
wore on her fsrefinger a ring OF pecul.
lar artifice.
'"The story has 1t that Captain Tor
rens, wandering over the island one
night In search of possible survivors,
was attracted by the piteous whining
of his dog in front Of a small, open
shelter known to have existed at that
time, but long since toppled to pieces,
Approaching the shelter he was star.
tied to see the figure of a woman all in
white and holding toward him the
bleeding stump of a forefnger. While
he was gazing at the apparition II rose,
silently gllded past him and dived into
the sea. But time and again thereafter
the white woman with bleeding fore
finger was seen wandering over the
sand hills.
1T is probably only part of the weird
legend that Captain Torrens, feeling
sure that q shocking crime had been
committed, tracked the guilty pirate