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THE SUN AND NEW YORK HERALD, SUNDAY, AUGUST 29, 1920.
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So some of the cheefe of the com pany, percclveing the mnrlners to feare the sufflslencie of the ship, as appeared by their mutterlngs. they entered Into serious con tulstaflon with the masti-r and other officers of the Bhlp. to consider In time of danger, nnd rather to retuurne than to cast them selves into a desperate and Inevitable perlll. And truly ther was great distraction anddif lerence of oppinioli amongst the mariners them selves; faine would they doe what could 1 e done for their wages sake (toeing now halfe the seas over), and on the other hand they were loath to hazard their lives too desper atly. But in examining of all oppinions, the master and others aflirmed they knew the ship to be stronge and firme underwater; and for the buckling of th'e malne beame, ther was a great iron screw the passengers brought out of Holland, which would raise the beame Into his place; the which being ilone, the carpenter and master affirmed that with a post put under It, set firme In the lower deck, and otherways bounde, he Would make it sufflctente. And as for the decks and uper workes they would calke them as well as they could, and though with the workeing of the ship they would not longe Keep stanch, yet ther would otherwise be no great danger, If they did not overprcss her with sails. So they comtted them selves to the will of God, and resniVetl to proceede. "In sundrle of these stormes the winds rere so feirce and the sc so high as they could not beare a k:iote f salle, but were forced to hull strike su: and toss wrlth the waves for dlverce cay.' togither. And In one of them, as they thus lay at hull, In a mighty storme, a lustie younge man (called .iohn Howland) coming upon some occasion shove the grattlhgs, was, with a seele roll of the snipe thrown Into the sea; but It r leased Ood that he caught hould of the top sails hailliarde, which hunge overboard, and rnne out at length; yet he held his hould (though he was sundrle fadomes under water) till he was hald up by the same rope to the brime of the water, and then vdtlj a boathooke and other means got Into the shlpe agalne, and his life saved; and though he was something ill with It, yet he lived many years after, and became a profi table member both in church and cMomon wealthe. "In all this vlage ther died but one of the passengers which was William Butten, a youth, servant to Samuel Fuller, when they drew near the coast." From his experience and knowledge of sailing conditions in those days, Captain John Smith writes: "But being pestered nine weeks in this leaking, unwholesome ship, lying wet in their cabins; most of them grew very weak and weary of the sea." Of the conclusion of the voyage, Bradford writes: The Mayflower Makes Safe Harbor. "After longe beating at sea they fell with that land whldh is called Cape Cod; the which being made and certainly knowne to be it, they were not a little Joyfull. After some deliberation had amongst themselves end with the master of the ship they tacked aboute and resolved 4o stand for the south ward (the wind and weather being falre) to finde some place aboute Hudson's River for their habitation. But after they had called that course aboute halfe the day, they tell amongst deangerous shouls and roring breakers, and they were so farr Intangled ther with as they conceived them selvse in Bieat danger; and the wind shrinking upon them wtthall, they resolved to bear up agalne for the Cape, and thought them sf Ives hapy to gett out of those dangers be fore night overtooke them, as by God's good providence they did. And the next day they gott into the Cape harbor wher they ridd In saftie. "Being thus arrived in a good harbor and brought safe to land, they fell upon their knees and blessed the God of Heaven, who had brought them over the vast and furious "fan, and delivered them from all the per iies and miseries thereof, agalne to set their fete on the firme and stable earth, their i i oper elemente." The reference to Hudson River is worthy of further comment entirely apart from the tole which New York might have played as the centre of New England. Some his torians, notably Azeli Ames, who has com piled "The Mayflower and Her Log" from original sources, assert that the skipper of tho Mayflower was Captain Thomas Jones, a rough sea dog who had led a more or less r,:ratical career on the high seas. Between Captain Jones and Sir Fcrdinando Gorges pnd doubtless Weston, they allege that a plot existed whereby the Pilgrims were de liberately stolen from the London Virginia Company and planted on territory outside of the Virginia grant. The manoeuvring about Cape Cod, according to this interpretation, was simply a part of the plot to discourage the Pilgrims from settling near the "Hudson, as evidently they Intended when they left Holland. It is difficult to say that they were duped, for there Is not a trace of suspicion about Captain Jones in any of the writings of this period of the Plymouth colony. The exact Identity of "Master Jones' Is not clear. Bradford does not refer to him by his first name, and hence there has arisen the alleged complicity with Gorges and the Earl of War wick. Historians of the Massachusetts His torical Society say that the skipper was one Christopher Jones, a trustworthy man en tirely different from Captain Thomas Jones, who was known to have a checkered caree; during his voyages to Virginia and other colonies. The course of American colonial history may have been greatly changed when the Pilgrims encountered the shoals and unfavorable winds off Cape Cod, but this bit of destiny can be easily exaggerated. It Is sufficient here to relate that the Pilgrim colony was founded outside the jurisdiction of the company from which had been granted a patent. Whether the eminent Gorges connived with a crafty skipper to ac complish tbe colonization of his difficult northern territory it Is not necessary here to state. As one of the leading members of 'The Council for the Affairs of New Eng land" he was quick to grant a patent to the Plymouth colony In 1621. Resolute though they were, the Pilgrims were but human. We can well imagine that there were some In that body of men and GOVERNOR COOUDGE it PLYMOUTH ROCK women whose optimism, courage and re- their larder of plain, coarse foods running llgiotu ardor cooled when they found them- exceedingly low. In Just such surroundings reives approaching the hard winter season In was "The Compact," that move of political this strange land with sickness rampant and genius, made. From Bradford's "Mourt's Relation" we read a blunt explanation ot what we might now call the morale of th Pilgrims after their memorable voyage. "This day before we came to harbour, ob serving some not well affected to unit I and concord, but gave some appearance ol faction, It was thought good there should be an association and agreement, that wt should combine together In one body, and tr submit to such Government and governour as we should choose and set our hands tc this that follows word for Word. "In the name of Ood, Amen. We whose names are underwritten, the loyall subjects of our dread soveraigne Lord King James by the grace of God of Great Britain, Franc and Ireland King, Defender of the Faith, 4c "Having undertaken for the glory ef Ood and advancement of the Christian Faith, and honour of our King and Country, a Voyagf to plant tho first Colony In the Northern parts of Virginia, done by these present ' solemnly & mutually in the presence of Oo'l and one of another, covenant and combln ourselues together into a clvlll body polltlke for our better ordering and preservation, .in furtherance of the ends aforesaid; and by vertue hereof to enact, constitute and framr such Just and equall Lawes, Ordinances, acts constitutions, offices from time to time, f shall be thought most meet and convenient for the generall good of the Colony; unto which we promise all due submission and obedience. In witne'ss whereof we have here, vnder subscribed our names. Cape Cod 11th of November, in the yeare of the raigne of our Soveraigne Lord King lames of England France and Ireland 18 and of Scotland 54 Anno Domino 1620." Then followed the signatures of forty-on menof the company. Gov. Carver, wnilam Bradford, Elder Brewster, Edward Wlnslow C&pt Myles Standlsh, John Alden. Dr. I-ullerton, Allerton and the rest. Such men. with those who came ten years later to found the Massachusetts Bay Colony and merge with it the struggling Plymouth settlement, are tho heritage of Massachusetts. Their contribution to the nation comes ringing aown through the years at this tercen tenary celebration of the voyage of that sturdy, plou band of Mayflower" Pilgrims. They wrote boldly their page of history. What became of the Mayflower was long cbscure. A discovery has been claimed by Dr. Rendel Harris, chairman of the English Speaking Union, of the hull of the ship lu the Old Jordan's Hostel, on Chalfont street, Giles, Buckinghamshire, England. Interviewing Fuad I. of Egypt with Rameses III. in Mind By Lieut. NEGLEY F ARSON of R. A. F. RAMESES III. leaned forward wearily on his golden throne; the finish of the annual Nile Sweepstakes was in sight A hundred horsemen dashed wildly across the scorching sands; in a cloud of golden dust they swept across the finish, Thop winning by a nose. The Imperial stables bad again suffered defeat. The Director of Sporting Affairs for the XX. Dynasty looked gloomily at the Em peror and started on a run for the Paddock. "Hi!" Rameses summoned him back, "Who was that 'gentleman' rider of Ours who pulled his horse at the finish?" "Dig Bey, O Omnipotent One." The Director of Sporting Affairs shivered appre hensively. "Dig Bey, a pale faced horseman who cornea from the North I " Rameses III. leaned forward wearily on his golden throne. "Have him killed!" he ordered. "Have put to death, also, the last fifty horsemen and their horses; they am too slow; they must not be allowed to live to perpetuate their bread. We have spoken t." A pause to mark the march of the ages! It was the day of the great Egyptian Sweepstakes In the year 1911 and the closely cropped grass track of the Alexandria Sport ing Club sweated In the glare. From across the swaying banana palms and mase grow ing in the oval enclosure came the sparkle of lance points, glinting in the sun; the flutter of red and green pennants, and a standard Joggled up and down, three white crescents on a red field with a five pointed white star between tbe horns ef each. I., Ahmed Fuad Pasha, G. C. B., eighth ruler of the dynasty of Muhammad All, ap proached. Before a diminutive monolith kiosk, stand ing apart from the stand, the little cavalcade came to an impressive halt There was a desultory, polite handclapplng from the cos mopolite gathering by the rail, led by the British political officers, and all officers pres ent came to a formal salute. A tubby little figure, dressed In a morning suit of English cut, stood up In the low barouche and smil ingly touched his red fez in rec6gnltlon. At a sharp command from their leader the line of Egyptian horsemen brought their lances to salute, the pennants fluttered gaily in the breeze, and Fuad I., Sultan of Egypt stepped condescendingly upon the narrow strip of red carpet leading to his kiosk. A cluster of Egyptian notables about its entrance flut tered forward In welcome; there was a quick hark from the Egyptian officer and the es cort wheeling with a flourish, dashed off down the smooth track. Riding Down the Course. "By the pipers!" An Englishman mut tered beside me, "I wish they would chop that sort of nonsense riding down the course In his bally old carriage. Cuts the turf all to bits!" He glared savagely at the trim white tunics of the vanishing lancers. The Sulton mounted to the upper platform of the kiosk and gazed about him appre ciatively, this being the first time that he had entered the structure built for his bene fit "Mol, Je suls, blen content" he told his anxious satellites, "Ca me fait beau coup paislr!" Although he is said to speak Eng lish quite well, he refuses to use that lan guage, preferring French, which he speaks fluently. He occupied his chair on the toal- r, overlooking the course, and turning to the others made some remark In an undertone that called forth a burst of polite laughter; he was evidently in good form. As he sat there, outlined against the blue sky, I thought of an article I had read describing his condition after he had been hot In the stomach by his demented brother-in-law. This had taken place at the Khedlval Club in Cairo, before he had suc ceeded to the throne. The article said that for some time he had "hovered" between life and death; but as I looked at him now the word hovered seemed strangely inappro priate; there was nothing Mrdlike about him; he was entirely too generous about the equator! Still, at the age of 60, the figure of even a Sultan often loses Its youthful grace. The Jockeys, walking their horses past the barrier, indulged in a few preliminary whiffs of speed, and the announcements went up, showing the entrants with their respective riders; the great Egyptian Sweepstakes was about to be run. An excited murmur came from the spectators,' "Mahufts, the Sultan's horse with Dlgby up!" There was a spon taneous rush towards the betting pavilions, where the wagering is parl-mutueL In front of the number of Mahufts surged a crowd of noisy bettors; every one seemed anxious to place money on the Sultan's horse. There was but a small chance for more than even money, so I moved to enter one of the less popular lanes to play a long shot for a place. "Don't do it" said the Englishman. "Put your money en Mahufts. It's the Sultan's best horse, and he has Dlgby up for him; an English Jockey; the best on the course and hell come through like a flash. Go heavy on Mahufts! With Digby up It's a dead cert!" We Joined the excited crowd and, reaching deep down in my trousers pocket, I went "heavy" on Mahufts I As we turned from the betting pavilion my companion said to me, "It's the Sultan's day, all right!" He nodded to the little group on the kiosk balcony. "I heard that the whole bunch of them up there have gone in up to the neck on Mahufts. Easy money, my lad, easy money!" With a flash of vari-colored silk jackets the riders were off; Mahufts away to a good start. At the turn the palms hid them from view, -and I gazed up at the group on the balcony. The Sultan, In spite of his embonpoint, was teetering precariously on his toes, a pair of large field glasses glued to his eyea I pondered absentmindedly what would happen If he should drop over the edge. He would bounce, I decided. The horses rounded the last quarter. "Mahufts! Mahufts!" shrieked a thousand throats. Mahufts was in the lead, Dlgby riding like a demon. At the Fini.h. Just before tho finish something hap pened; Dlgby was using the whip. With thundering beat the horses swept through the tape and . . . Mahufts . . . was not the winner! "Tow! Did you see that?" My Mend was spinning around like a Whirling Der vish. "Pulled! by the gods! Pulled! Did you see him? plain as day. Dlgby pulled him! The bounder, the waster, tbe rotten little trench dodger!" He stopped to regain his breath. "He ought to be killed!" he moaned feebly. I looked toward the group on tbe balcony. Fuad I. leaned forward wearily In his chair; his baleful gaze was fixed Intently on the vacant face of Dlgby, and the up turned points of his crescent mustaiche trembled vindictively. He regarded Dlgby with the frustrated desire that one sees on a cat's face as It spots a bird through the window. Shortly after that I had the honor to have an Interview with his Majesty; I was in bed at the time, in the Ras el Tin Hospital; that one-storied quadrangle of buildings that lies in the shade of the lighthouse on the Alexandria breakwater. 'Twas here abouts that Cleopatra had herself delivered in a rug to Caesar. Formerly the Sultan's stables, these unimposing stalls of yellow and whitewashed stucco had been turned Into a perfect haven of rest for the wounded. The inside of the square was a cool, green garden, with flowers, palms and franglpanni where the murmuring doves made love in the branches. At night the vcluptuous scent of these blossoms would sift through the net covered windows into the darkened ward and surround one with a subtle fragrance that seduced the Imagi nation like hashish, causing one to dream fantastically. Many a stout lad from Galllpoli had lain awake there at night, watching the lizards crawl over the celling, as he felt himself slipping across the Great Divide. "Ill sing thee so-ongs of Araby and tales of the wild Kashmln," an Irish orderly hums to him self by the red night light; outside the Mediterranean pulsates In liquid gold as a yellow moon sinks into darkest Africa! It was announced that his Highness the Sultan was to pay a visit of inspection to the hospital. Instantly things were plunged Into confusion, floors were scrubbed, win dows cleaned, brasses polished to mirror like lustre and all walking patients were put back to bed: they did not look sick enough standing up, and, following the ac cepted custom that went with ail inspec tions, they were placed horizontal upon Continued on Eighth Pag.