The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1900-04-24

N@JDo san Antonio, and were running
along the northern shore Of Cuba.
l was up early. by eight bells, or a
little after 4 a. m, and with deep in
ierest surveyed the coast of that
beautiful island, the first and now the
last portion Of that vast empire be-
yond the seas which Columbus be-
queathed to CASTLE and Leon.
Dat IS my country, senOr." said An.
tonic, who was at the wheel, and THE
remark. with the repulsive aspect OF
the spaniard and his mysterious char
a%cter. served to dissipato by
tary enthusiasm.
That Is Caybo Buena vista-and
the breakers on the weather-bow." ne
continued; mark the C~ollorados, a
long reef 81 .ccks. The blue sharks
are as thick there as the stars in the
sky"
Ne we're now in the Gulf OF Flor
ida.
The sky was eloudless and blue. saS
now it seemed as if the welkin above
and the almost waveless sea below
were ~endeavoring to outyie each other
in calmness, in beauty and in the glory
Of their azure depths. The wind was
of the land and rather ahead, but the
sails we're trimmed to perfection, and
we ran through the gulf on a taut bow
line.
have so much more to narrate than
my limited space permits me to give in
full detail that l must compress into
one chapter all that relates to my
visit to Matanzas.
Our run through the gulf was de-
lightful, and on the 29th OF January,
just as a rosy tint was stealing over
the sea and the rocky shore of Cuba,
after the sun had set beyond the wa
tiers Of the Gulf Of Mexico, we saw Ha-
vana light. bearing south by west. and
distant about fourteen miles. So we
passed in the night the wealthy capt.
tai of Cuba. so famed in the annals OF
our yictories-La Habana, or the har-
bor-of which, from our being so far 10
seward, we could see nothing but the
the great revolving light which burns
so brightly on the high rock of the
MORO, or CASTILLO DE los Santos
Reyes; and before dawn we deserted
the light Of Santa Cruz on cur water
bow.
Weston drew my attention to it, add
ing, THAT is the beacon which SO
scared me when it shone through the
stern windows Of the empty polacca
brig"
Next day. after en~countering a head
wind, against which we tackled fire.
quently between the Pan de Matanzas
and the wooded point of Sumberella
at 10 o'clock in the morning a Span,
ish mulatto pilot came on board n
took the brig in charge.
We ran safely into the harbor, and
by II o'clock came to anchor al a placs
recommended by Antonio, half a ca
ble's length from the castle of st. Sew
erino. In half IN hour after the sails
were all unbent and slowed below. and
preparations were made for breaking
bulk"-to unload the vessel. whose car
go, I have stated consisted Of steam
machinery and Goals for the sugar and
co1ee mills.
Gangs Of Spanish mulattoes, negro
porters and jumpers, in red shirts and
white drawers, with broad straw hats,
and nearly all with rings in their ears
came on board in quest Of employment
and then all was confusion, garlic,
dirt, jabbering in Spanish and Congo,
singing, swearing and smoking cigar
itos.
I was now al liberty to go ashore.
and after the first hustle was over
Weston left Hislop in charge of the
brig and accompanied me. Matanzas
presented nothing new to him, but ]
surveyed with interest, not unmixed
with wonder, the new world in which
found myself.
The city Of Don Carlos de Matanzas
occupies a gentle eminence between
the Rivers San Juan and Yumuri. which
roll into the bay from the mountain
Gus ridge that traverses all Cuba. Its
name, Matanzas, signifies the place OF
murder, because in that bay some OF
the Spaniards of Columbus were slain
by the native Indians.
ITO be continued.)