The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-03-28

sing into jungles never imagined by
the duskiest chief Of all ZuluIand.
SanduskT WoMld be built on the
open lake were it not for little
piece OF land that juts into Lake
Erie. forming SanduskT harbor.
This extension is generally known
as Cedar Point and is more or less
popular with summer boys and girls
during three or four months Of the
year One end of the point, the end
that forces its nose into the open
lake, is built up in the summer re-
sort way. but as one walks back
toward Rye beach and the mainland
he realizes that he is in very wild
country.
There are mysterious stories about
this portion OF the point People
who live at Rye beach say that the
entire point has never been explor-
ed. that there are strange passages,
Wild sWamps overgrown with swamp
rice, tangle of small trees and lit
tie streams to interrupt the tray
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Others will tell you that the. Wild
portion Of the point is Inhabited by
strange men who live in shacks and
dine sumptuously on fish and game.
The question has been mooted one
and had been argued pro and con,
until finally something happened.
twas just after the Ice had gone
out of the Lake and the gulls were
disporting themselves in the harbor
in true gull-like fashion. Sandusky
was rubbing its eyes one windy
morning when a strange figure
walked down the main street He
looked like Robinson Crusoe and act
ed like a sailor out to spend his
months pay. 1T was man. That
was evidenced by his long whiskers
which swept to his knees. His hair.
heavy and gray. fell on his Shout
ders and gave him a peculiar proph-
etlike appearance His clothing. like
Kipling's water carrier. was moth
ing much before and less than half
y Of that behind. Shoes-he had none
Neither did he have any money. but
on his back he bore a load Of musk
rat skins that would sink Spanish
pirate ship He traded the skins for
liquid refreshments. applying same
peared, and no one has seen him
since. It isn't exactly correct to say
that no one has seen him because a
certain intrepid explorer sought out
the wild man in his lair and ate
roast duck with him short time
after~ard.@
It should be known that the boats
to Cedar Point do not run early in
April. but an old launch was secur-
ed and the trip was made across the
harbor. Then the previously men
toned intrepid explorer encased
himself IN an English s1ip-on, a pair
of rubber boots and placed an ak
over his shoulder. After bidding
goodby to the captain the trip was
on. ~
About three miles from the SUM
mer resort toward the mainland.
the tangle OF trees suddenly grows
dense. Poplars. oaks. FIR and pine
trees twine their branches together
in such way as to make progress
almost impossible. Little trickling
streams running across the point
from the lake to the harbor do not
particularly serve TO make walk
ing easy Great grayish pudd1es Of
water. acres OF swamp land inha BIT
ed by scores OF blacksnakes and
ponderous bullfrogs combine to
make that portion OF the point an
excellent locality to shun after cur
few Ell.
All of this beautiful scenery is
miles away from the summer re-
sort and as one advances through
the tangle Of und he finds
that IL 1t has been explored the ex-
plorer failed TO leave any marks OF
his visit.
The path grew more dense every
foot. but the intrepid explorer was @