The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 18??-19??, 1911-05-09

@ country-a traitor ever
to your friendship. After his arres'
in Mississippi territory, 1907, after his
araignment at the little town Of
Washington, Miss, with enthusiasm
you went his bond; you placed your
hand, brain n purse at his dis
posal; you sheltered the arch con-
spirator at Windy Hill Manor, you1
home. Traitor to you, his friend, as tc
his country, he suborned your trusted
slave, Jerry, and tempted him to
steal your Arab stallion in h night
from his locked stall. Bur forfeited
his bond, and on that stallion made
his escape to Pensacola, from thence
sailed to france.
migrate! I despise him utterly
false to friend n foe, seducer OF
murderer Of the patriot Ham
he idolized his daughter; beautiful,
accomplished Theodosia, Theodosia.
worthy of all admiration. all love.
tShe was mysteriously lost at sea.
That mystery has never been solved.
Theodosia, affectionate. dutiful daugn-
egerness to see and welcome her trait
or father after his exile, in the pilot
boat Patriot.
The Patriot was never heard of
ESdII, lHc HOIAN \11CuSAt ~ 1uuHACA
off Cape HatteraS in a storm.
Il am dying; benz your head low.
You turn pale; you say that I. a re-
spected citizen, your longtime friend,
am suffering the visions and halluci-
nations that precede death: that you
do not believe me? Bend low, I re-
~iterate, I, your friend, was n Of La
Elites dread. blood-stained pirates
the terror, the overs Of the Southern
seas I'M nnn of fhnSQ whom 1oak-
son pardoned for aiding at the battle
Of New Orleans.
THAT was a brave fight! Old
Hickory gave the English hill from
behind those breast-works OF cotton
bales His was the genius Of a born
general. Two thousand British SOL
diers led IN a charge on Jackson's
breast-works, and were left dead or
wounded on h field. Pakenham lay
dead. Major Generals Gibbs and
Keane, the two officers mex in Q
nland, were both wounded-the form.
er mortally-our loss was six wound
ed and seven killed.
GLORIOUS day, my heart quick ems
now at the memory, though my life
blood is congealing. Hurrah for the
Star-Spangled Banner! The English
colors trail ANONYMOUSLY In the dust.
old Glory proudly unfurls to the
breeze. Victory is ours, hurrah! hur-
rahi
There were none Drawer, none
more daring OF that field than La
Elite and his pirates. They were the
crew, the gentlemen adv%enturers-
some OF them the best blood Of
Europe. They had wearied Of piracy
and Its horrors they fought for recog-
milton from an outraged nation; they
no longer wished to be branded as out
laws, they fought to wipe out crime,
they longed for American citizenship;
TO found homes, to have wives and
children. Piracy had lost it's charm,
we were surfeited with it's nameless
unmentionable horrors.
-, one Of La Fitte's pirates, who
1ought that day, am a noble Of France
OF the ancient regime. You look in
c~reduious. It's not the fever speak
ing In these old, withered veins
siugslshly creeps the blood Of the De
It's. l whisper It. Do you hear
L dare not utter it louder. 1 dragged
that noble name in the mire Of theft,
rapine and murder. 1 was a degen-
crate; l a pirate from choice,
1 am stepped in blood-innocent
blood!
But sometimes I pitied women and
babes that fell into our power, ana
nleade d Tofthem, though not always
successful, n I've laughed at women
made to walk the plank by the inexor-
able captain.
Spirits, thronging around my bed.
You are avenged; let my remorseful
soul pass IN peace. Avaunti Avaunti
.TheostcNa, beautiful, brave spirit,
7 Plead for YOU, L am guiltless OF your
fste. For you, those fiends threatened
to throw me into the sea. Babes.
did not split you on my eutlass 70,
roSfin,a nc did nv com a dos ~
brain whirls. Red hot ingats an'
doul.oons shower down and barn TX
carcass, diamonds, rub.es, opais. touch