The Connecticut labor news. (New Haven, Conn.) 1921-1925, 1921-04-15
To the Reader of this Work:
COREWORD.


In submitting Captain Carriers
strange manuscript to you in book
form, I believe that a few words rela-
tive to this remarkable personality
will be of interest.
My first recollection of Captain Car
ter is of the few months he spent at
my fathers home in Virginia, just
prior to the opening of the Civil war
l was then a child of but five years,
yet I we'll remember the tall, dark,
smOOth-faced, athletic man whom
called Uncle Jack.
He seemed always to be laughing
and he entered into the sports of the
children with the same hearty good
fellowship he displayed toward those
pastimes in which the men and wom-
en- of his own age INDUCED; or he
would sit for an hour at a time enter
tanning my old grandmother with
stories of his strange wild life in all
parts of the world. We all loved him,
and our slaves fairly worshiped the
ground he trOd
He was a splendid specimen of man.
hood, standing a good two inches over
row of hip, with the carriage of the
trained fighting man. His features
were regular and clear cut his hair
black and closely cropped, while his
eyes were of a steel gray, rejecting a
strong and loyal character, filed with
fire and initiative.
When the war broke out he left us,
nor did I see him again for some f1f-
teen or sixteen years. When he re-
turned I have seen him sit for hours
gazing off into space, his face set in
look of wistful longing and hopeless
misery; and at night he would sit thus
looking up into the heavens, at what
I did not know until I read his manu-
script years afterward.
He remained with us for about a
year and then went to New York,
where he purchased a little place on
the Hudson, where I visited him.
He told me at this time that if any
thing should happen to him he wished
me to take charge of his estate, and
he gave me a key to compartment
in the safe which stood in his study,
telling me would find his will there
and some personal instructions which
he had me pledge myself to carry out
with absolute fidelity
After I had retired for the night I
have seen him from my window stand
ing in the moonlight on the brink Of
the bluff overlooking the Hudson with
his arms stretched out to the heavens
as though in appeal.
SnunraI nc off no n 1oS
home from my last visit, the first of
March, 1886, I think, I received a tele
gram from him asking me to come to
him at once.
I arrived at the little station about
mile from his grounds, and the
livery man told me he had some very
bad news for me; the Captain had
been found dead shortly after day
light that very morning by the watch
man attached to an adjoining prop
erty
For some reason this news did not
surprise me, but I hurried out to his
place as quickly as possible.
The Waterman who had discovered
him related the few details connected
with the finding of the body. 1t lay,
he said, stretched full"length in the
snow with the arms outstretched
above the head toward the edge of the
bluff, and when he showed me the
spot it flashed upon me that it was
the Identical one where l had seen
him on those other nights, with his |
arms raised in supplication to the |
skies.
Left alone in the study, I opened |
the safe and withdrew the contents of |
the drawer in which he had told me l |
would find my instructions. He direct |
ed that I remove his body to Virginia |
without embalming, and that he be |
laid in an open coffin within q tomb |
which he previously had had con-
5tructed and which, as I later learned.
was we'll ventilated. His further in
structiOnS related to this manuscript |
which l was to retain sealed and I'M
read, just as I found it, for eleven
years; nor was 1 to divulge it's con-
:ents until twenty-one years after his
1eath.
A strange feature about the tomb,
where his body still lies, is that the
massive door is equipped = with a
single, huge gold-plated spring lock
which can be opened only from the in
side.
Yours very sincerely
EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS.