Charlevoix county herald., 1912-12-21
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down to the in ships? Will he not rather
give to the tales of strange things seen
and believed by sailorfolk?
1t is the writer's pleasure to waste time sailing
the in small craft, usually alone. Upon
OF these voyages having anchored upon the edge
OF the More Sands. he awoke in the middle of the
night to find himself enshrouded by thick fog
eerie enough the uninitiated reader will doubtless
think. Upon looking out at the black wooly
wall of fog that surrounded him, he distinctly
heard his own name hailed the water.
No other craft near This struck him as be-
ing so peculiar that he mentioned il to friend
when he arrived at one OF the little anchorages,
. and the skipper of barge, CHANGING to oyerhear,
said: That's the OF gentleman Of the More!
Often Of foggy nights We may ear i'm ayellins
aht in kind o. elpless way, but sometimes is
Language is something horful. They say e
uwas a first mate wot dropped overheard and
swan to the sands, where e walked about until
the tide an drownded i'm"
Upon another occasion | sailing along the
coast of France under the cliffs upon which
stands Girls Nez lighthouse which is about the
most powerful light in the world II was very
dark night, and the revolving rays of the light
house kept flashing upon the sails OF my boat,
lighting them like powerful searchlight, until
proceeding along the course | got out OF their
range The strange effect had been forgotten,
only to be remembered in time to prevent me
from becoming firm believer in ghosts. There
out at sea ghostly ship was sailing; she was
Shco''
Tor every sail set like a glove-ghost ships were
never particular in this respect-indeed she was
one Of those fine ships out OF Glasgow which are
the last words in sailing craft.
From apparently nowhere ship had come
n ship uncannily glowing with an unnatural light
Her sails were surely cobwebs and her ropes
were spider strings!
Strange sights and sounds frequently come the
way OF seafarers
The grovelng kissing sea. breaking through
the night It's appearance is CHASTITY gray; 1t
comes from nowhere, it fades away soon after.
What could not the imagination weave 1t into?
Shape or sound of spirits chased by the Evil One,
ahe diving wife with arms outstretched, or sound
oof mothers voice Moreover, such messages as
sea sounds give have frequently come from the
dead. the howl Of the raging gale, or the muir
muir of the gentle breeze through the halyards
have borne the departing message In words that
ouere exactly those the lost whispered last
To the mind of one who knows the sea, II
would seem strange that sailors not more
superstitious than they are, and there are Ger
tainIy many reasonable excuses for their belief
in such stories rs that of the Flying Dutchman
A patch OF swirling vapor through the rigging OF
his ship upon a dark night. Imagination does
ahe rest he has seen the Flying Dutchman.
Cornelius Vanderdecken, Dutch navigator OF
long ago. was making a passage from Batavia
For DAYS and DAYS he encountered heavy gales
and battling head winds while trying to round the
Cape of Good Hope. Struggle against the winds
as no would he lost as much one tack as he
gained upon the other. Struggling vainly FOL
nine hopeless weeks, he ultimately found himself
in the same position he was in at first thu
shin having made progress Vanderdecken
In ut Of wrath. threw himself on his knees