The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1906-02-03
BRADY
WRITES
OF CUBA
[By Thomas @. Brady

Santiago de Cuba, Jan. ~, 1906.
Editors telegram
My last letter left US coming into
this historic city with Juan and Ell
cany on one side. Mora Castle and
the memory Of Hobson and the
Merrimac on the other. We Amer
leans now appreciate the courage
Hobson and his crew displayed, and
it is only by comparison that we
can. The distance from shore 10
shore ut the entrance to the harbor
is not wider than.the span from the
General Distributing company's
building to the Waldo hotel. 1t was
through this narrow gorge with the
channel less than half that distance.
that these boys steared the Old .Mer-
rimac through a living hell Of shell
and shot, and Admiral Cevera APP
peared to have appreciated their
courage more than our own people,
specially the press who have al
tempted to guy Hobson Of his honor
with the silly kissing yarns,
Our interpreter, who, by the way,
is a citizen Of Massachusetts, told Us
many interesting stories of the oe-
|curanees of those strenuous times.
some Of which the younger readers
Of the Telegram will appreciate aud.
they are worth relating in this let
ter
When Ceryera sailed into this har-
Dor all Santiago turned out and. ii
was regular gala day to be con-
GUIDED BY banquet that night. The
cartoonist knew of nothing more
contcmptible they could do than 10
compare us to a hog" so the very
brilliant idea struck them they Sc
cared the biggest and fattest hog.
they could, had il roasted to a
finish and placed il in the middle Of
the banquet table, had it colored red.
white and blue and placdrd on it.
Now We will eat the American
Hog" When the Admiral's eve
caught it one entering the banquet
hall, he became enraged, refused 10.
sit down until it was not only re-
moved from the banquet board. but
the building, and proceeded to- make
a speech to- Them which all remcm-
Der TO. this day, and the American
hog was moi eaten. Poor Cerycras.
how much wiser be was than his
superiors.
But its not history, but a letter !
was to write. We are now ont on
The Caribbean, the blue Caribbean.
1t is only 3 a. m. and the SO OIL de-
scribed in song and prose, "SoutIl-
crn Gross, is Just coming in sight.
As it comes above the horizon ii
seems ready to topple over. so much
does it lean to the left. but a. the
day grows older it straightens up.
Many's the traveller who has mad
the journey Of thousands Of miles
for the short two or three visions of
the tropical skies and asight Of the,
Southern Cross. II is visable less
than three hours each clear morning
and only from the tropics. ii i
beautiful beyond the description ol
an ordinary promoter at least. We
have a very choppy sea and the good
tug Colone is inclined to do stunt
or two. not Just to the like Of land
Holsters OF the average West Vir-
gina Ham Eater but we're hold
ing on t. what We have pretty well.
At last we are at Gauma, ready
for the saddle. It's a splendid har-
Dor with the ruins Of Spanish
block house overlooking the port.
At this port some years ago consid-
cradle valuable iron ore was shipped.
The property Of Sevillia, which is
soon to pass into the possession II
West Virginia company with all its
vast wealth, contains upward Of
acres, has a seaport Of ~
miles and is on an average Is miles
deep. 1t is a virgin forrest, thickly
wooded, with the tropical timbcrs If
enormous size and great length If
very even average. Here and there
through the property pastures have
been cleared and the quincy grass
abounds. Our party rode horseliacl.
INTO one Of the pastures and were