The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1910-06-26
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Jean, i nave an lQed!
Really? Where did you get it?"
Listen and will share it with you
sister mine, you know nature abhors
q vacuum, and your head
The sentence was interrupted by a
sofa pillow thrown with considerable
force and striking me full in the face.
You are not worthy to share this
great and glorious idea, but I'm for
giving. You know for several weeks
we have been trying to decide where
We should spend our summer vacation
and have not been able to come to
any decision. Now here is the idea,
] propose that we spend it on Santa
Rosa Island"
"Now that Is a brilliant idea." j
answered CONTEMPORARY.
"But wait until / elaborate We
want a change, we want a rest, and
there are all those new books we have
not had time to read. If We go there
We'll have no dressing for breakfast,
again for luncheon and yet again for
dinner, a comfortable kimona answer.
ing all purposes. Oh, know just the
place, no, it's no hotel, but we'll go
there today and spy ont the land. 1t
is near enough to Pensacola so that
We can invite some friends if we wish
company"
Grumbling yet half way convinced
and altogether interested l went to
prepare for the launch ride to Santa
Rosa Island
This Island of Santa Rosa Is the
breakwater between the gulf Of Mex
leo and the Santa Rosa Sound and the
old timers tell Of the terrible doings
of the pirates.
One old native of Santa Rosa had
visited at our house and during one
of those visits, while the September
gale was lashing the water to foam,
and with the boom, boom of the
breakers In our ears, accompanied by
the rafting of the windows and dash.
ing of the rain against the pane, he
told US of the beautiful girl whom
pne of these pirates loved and Of how
they met on the island, she rowing
from the mainland in her skiff to meet
her lover, and how he, becoming
Jealous, killed her and threw her body
into Pirates Cove from which it float.
ed to the place now known as the
Haunted Cove. Then, with a shudder
he told how, every month, when the
moon was full, just at midnight this
poor girl, dressed all in white, would
walk slowly and stately from Pirates
Cove, along the walk, smooth, wide
level expanse of sand called THE
Ladies' Walk" to the rendezvous
known as RED Mans Hollow" and
how, Just before she came from her
grave in Haunted Cove, three pale
lights appeared. He told is that
these lights could be seen on dark
stormy nights very often and that they
always rose from the water just be.
lore the body came to the surface.
We were rather doubtful as to the
truth Of all this as no one ever was
\ known to venture on this part Of the
Island at night, especially if it was
dark and stormy, though several of
the older residents declared that they
bad seen the lights and had seen the
lady walking, they being safe on the
mainland.
Josie and discussed this and Other
legends of the island and decided thai
we would have an opportunity of view
Ing the walking lady.
We anchored the launch opposite
Red Mans Hollow, on the Santa Rosa
side, and were soon in the hollow
famed in song and story Of Spanish
Florida as a rendezvous of the pirates
who roamed the seas and who buried
bheir treasures in this place f-.
This hollow is formed by. the drift