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Designed by
THE Literature Department of
THE North Carolina Sorosis
TO Review the Heroic Traditions
OF THE Lower Cape Fear
as an Incentwe
TO THE Achievement
OF A More Glorious Future
SPENCER COMPTON .
Earl of Wilmington and Viscount Pevensev, Speaker of the House of Commons
From the portrait by Bosdet, Royal Academy
Courtesy of lite owner, Dr. James Sprunl
A Pageant
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Written in Collaboration cy
CITIZENS OF WILMINGTON
IN NORTH CAROLINA
W'lTH THE SLiiPERVISION OF
Frederick Henry Koch
Professor of Dramatic Literature in the University
of North Carolina
printed by
Wilmington Printing Company
Wilmington, N. C.
po
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WA.l.'
To
JAMES SPRUNT
A Loyal Son Of The Cape Fear
Whose Efforts Have Preserved
Our Glorious Traditions
To Posterity
National recollection is the foundation of national
character.
Edward Everett.
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Communal Pageant-Making 7
Foreword 11
The Prologue 21
The First Part 23
Episode 1 27
Episode II 39
Episode III 47
The Interlltde 53
The Second Part 55
Episode 1 59
Episode II 65
Episode III 75
The Interlude 81
The Third Part 83
Episode 1 87
Episode II 97
Episode III 107
The Interlude 113
The Fourth Part 115
Episode 1 119
Episode II 123
The Committees of the Pageant 125
The Players of the Pageant
Stat nf IlluatrattonH
The Earl of Wilmington Frontispiece
FACING PAGE
The Live Oaks of the Cape Fear 19
Orton Plantation 37
CoRNWALLis' Headquarters 53
The Second Attack on Fort Fisher , . . . 81
The Gateway Port of North Carolina . . .113
OInmmunal fagpant-lHaktttg
By Frederick H. Koch
OUR CAROLINA country from Cherokee to
Currituck— from the Great Smoky Mountains
to the shifting dunes of Hatteras— afifords a
remarkable ground-soil for pageantry. Here is an
untouched store of brave tradition— legends of the
"Lost Colony" of Sir Walter Raleigh, of the intrepid
pirate Blackbeard, of the Croatan outlaw, Henry
Berry Lowrie; here are brave tales of the Revolution,
of hair-breadth escapes of blockade runners in the
War Between the States; here the deeds of the in-
domitable pioneers, of Daniel Boone, of bonny Flora
Macdonald, of the patient Town Builders of Old Salem;
here, too, the lore and balladry of our sturdy mountain-
folk— a wonder-field for the making of pageants and
plays of the people.
Because of her unique position in the making of
American history, it is especially fitting that the City
of Wilmington in North Carolina should embody her
heroic heritage in an historical Pageant of the Lower
Cape Fear. Here was the first armed resistance to the
tyrannous Stamp Act; here, at Moore's Creek, was
the first victory of our American arms in the War of
the Revolution.
Also in her contribution to the beginnings of Ameri-
can dramatic literature Wilmington has played a
notable part. Here, in Wilmington, Thomas Godfrey
wrote The Prince of Parthia, the first tragedy written
in America by an American. Here flourished for many
years a noteworthy group of amateur players. The
Thalian Association, including in its active member-
ship such distinguished citizens as Edward B. Dudley,
(7)
8 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
the first Governor of North Carolina elected by the
people, and boasting a theatre of its own as early as
the year 1800, when the town could claim scarcely
more than fifteen hundred souls.
A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear was written in
collaboration by a group of citizens of Wilmington,
members of the North Carolina Sorosis. Fifteen
people contributed to the gathering of historical in-
cidents; the text is the joint product of five different
writers. So the Pageant is a fresh instance of co-
operative authorship in the making of genuinely com-
munal drama.
Such collaboration is significant. It should have
a widespread effect in enlarging the horizons of dra-
matic literature by stimulating the people en masse —
not simply as participating actors in the pageant, but
also as joint authors. So a socialized literary as well
as histrionic art may be cultivated, and the folk-con-
sciousness awakened to fresh forms of expression.
And it is well for us to remem.ber in this connection
that the collective intelligence of the community is
determined largely, not simply by the extent to which
society is able to understand itself, but also (and per-
haps more powerfully) by the extent to which society
is able to express itself.
It will be readily admitted, I think, that communal
expression in drama will most completely approximate
a representation of the life of the comm.unity when
the authorship is collective rather than individual.
Then the composition is enriched by as many view
points as there are writers, as cannot be the case when
there is but a single author — often a professional, not a
resident of the community, engaged to write the
pageant for the city or the tov/n.
Communal Pageant-Making 9
A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear will be staged in
a natural amphitheatre on the banks of the Cape Fear
River. This is altogether fitting since the historic
River really forms the life-current of the play. By
the River came the first explorers and the settlers;
over its waters moved the human tides through all
the changing years. Some of the Pageant scenes
actually take place on the River. The pirate sloop
of Blackbeard, moored just ofi shore, will form an
important part of the stage-picture in the Money
Island incident. In the exciting action of the daring
little blockade runner, Lilian, a replica of the original
will be used. This will add much to the reality of the
scene, as will the appearance of a group of Cherokees
in the espisode of the Cape Fear Indians. These,
coming from their reservation in the western part
of the State, will have an active part in the play,
speaking their own language.
Five hundred citizen players will take part in the
performance. All the costumes will be home-made,
except certain historic costumes to be worn by actual
descendants of the characters represented in the
Pageant. Hundreds of others will have a part in
preparing for the production; so the Pageant will
represent the entire community.
But the most significant feature of A Pageant of the
Lower Cape Fear, it seems to me, is its literary form.
It is not merely a spectacle, but a worthy pioneer
in communal authorship in our State. It carries on
the ideal cherished by the author in Raleigh: The
Shepherd of the Ocean, of the pageant-form as not
merely dramatic, but as dramatic literature.
In this Raleigh Tercentenary Pageant- Drama, pro-
duced at Raleigh, North Carolina, last October, was
10 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
demonstrated beyond question that the mass of the
people today really crave the spoken word. Each
night the vast audiences that filled the amphitheatre
to overflowing, listened to every word with the utmost
quiet. The spell of the poetry of Sir Walter Raleigh,
written on the night before his execution, brought a
hush like that of a waiting congregation in a great
cathedral.
Pageantry should be more than spectacle. It should
cherish the spoken word. It should arouse the people
to an active participation in literature by giving them
a living voice. For the sound is the soul of the word.
By giving to the people such opportunity of communal
expression as pageantry affords may we contribute
somewhat toward the making of a new literature in
America, which will be genuinely national.
Chapel Hill, North Carolina,
March 18, 1921.
The first recorded mention of the Cape Fear is in
the narrative of Sir Richard Grenville's expedition in
June 1585. Our later introduction to the noble stream
which takes its name from the Cape of Fear, involves
a tragedy clouded by a mystery which 350 years has
not revealed. The scene is laid in "The Kingdom
of Silence and Awe disturbed by no sound save the
sea gull's shriek and the breaker's roar."
In Robert Sanford's account of conditions on the
Charles River (subsequently called Cape Fear) we
read a pathetic story in the quaint vernacular of the
17th century, of the expedition from Barbadoes under
command of Sir John Yeamans in October 1665, in
a "Fly boate" of about 150 tons called "Sir John",
accompanied by a small "Friggatt" belonging to Sir
John Yeamans and a "Sloope" purchased by a "com-
mon purse", for Colonial service. After the three
vessels had been separated at sea by a great storm
in which the "Friggatt" lost all her masts and was
very near foundering, the three vessels were provi-
dentially brought together again in the beginning of
November 1665, and came to an anchor at the mouth
of Charles (Cape Fear) River, from which they were
shortly afterwards driven to sea by a hurricane. Again
were they guided by Divine Providence into the haven
where they would be; and for a third time they en-
countered heavy weather, and the "Fly boate" was
driven ashore on the middle ground (off the present
Fort Caswell) and, sharing the fate of hundreds of
others on this treacherous shoal for 256 years, was
"beate" to pieces. The crew reached the shore, but
their victuals and clothing, arms, powder, and military
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supplies furnished by the Lords Proprietors were lost;
"but when," as the narrative proceeds, "the great and
growing necessitys of the English Colony in Charles
River heightened by these disasters began 'clamorous-
ly' to crave the use of the sloope in a voyage to
Virginia for their speedy relief, Sir John acquiesced,
and he himself returned in the 'Friggatt' to Barbadoes.
The sloope returning from Virginia loaded with victuals,
being ready by reason of her extreme rottenness to
sink, was driven ashore by a storm in the night on
Cape Lookout. With two exceptions the crew es-
caped drowning and the survivors proceeded to join
the colony of English at Roanoke."
Meantime Captain Edward Stanion having been
dispatched with his small vessel from Virginia was
returning from Barbadoes with supplies for the Cape
Fear people. It appears from the depressing narrative
that he left Barbadoes under-manned. He was with-
out a "pilote" or a mate to share the responsibilities
of the voyage, and his ship having been "driven b\'
the contrary winds and tossed for many weeks and
he himself conquered with care, vexation and watch-
ing," brave heart and hero as he was, felt the sadness
of despair. He had kept watch day and night with-
out intermission for many days, doubtless snatching
an hour's sleep at intervals; torn with anxiety, exhausted
with never ending work, his eyes blood-shot and weary,
his beard tangled and neglected, now "lost his reason
and after many wild extravagances leapt overboard
in a frenzye leaving his small company and vessellto
the much more quiet and constant though but little
knowing and prudent conduct of a child, who yett
assisted by a miraculous providence after many wander-
ings, brought her safe to Charles (Cape Fear) River
Foreword 13
in Clarendon, her desired port and haven." And so
the mysterious chronicle ends. Who the child was,
his subsequent fate, will never be revealed. Years
ago I searched with the late Professor Holmes among
the ruins of the Charlestown settlement at Old Town
Creek for some relics of this turbulent colony, for they
were a "mutinous and undeserving rabble", but we
found nothing but a small cannon which had been
previously unearthed by a pony plough, a gift of the
Lords Proprietors, and which was sold to junk dealers
in Wilmington after it had lain for centuries almost
unnoticed. How interesting it would be to find some
later record of the little lad, the Cape Fear Pilot, who
steered the relief ship through stormy seas into the
quiet haven of Old Town Creek! Not far from this
abandoned settlement may still be seen a moss covered
grave-stone with its mysterious and only inscription,
"Known in Heaven." So mote it be with the miracu-
lous child navigator of our earliest history.
The Colony at Old Town Creek numbering about
600 souls was short-lived and Charlestown, as it was
called, began to break up after its first year. The
leading spirit, John Vassall, a worthy man, wrote to
Sir John Colleton, of Essex, one of the Lords Pro-
prietors, October 6, 1667, a wailing Jeremiad blam-
ing "the rude rable of our Inhabitance for al! the
reverses and for their mutanous conduct which dis-
courage those who would have otherwise remained."
He says that the Indians were troublesome, running
off the cattle, but this might have been overcome
had even twenty men stood by him, there being less
than six men who would remain, so that Samuel Maverick
writes from Boston, October 16, 1667, "the plantations
J 4 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
at Cape Feare are deserted, the inhabitants have since
come hither (to Boston), some to Virginia."
The solitude remained unbroken after this failure
for fifty-two years, when Steed Bonnet, an infamous
pirate, established himself within the harbor of Cape
Fear — where Bonnett's Creek retains his name — and made
such depredations on the commerce of Charleston that
Colonel Rhett organized an expedition against him. A
notable battle took place near where Southport now
stands, ending in the destruction of Bonnet's vessel and
the capture of many pirates. Two days later other pirate
vessels were taken at sea, and more thanahundred pirates
were hanged at onetime on the wharves of Charleston,
and many others on Cape Fear. It is supposed that some
of Bonnet's men escaped and made their way up the
river, eventually amalgamating with a small tribe
of Indians on the Lumber River, where, soon after
the permanent settlement of the Cape Fear in 1725,
a considerable number of English speaking people
were found.
Although it appears that there were occasional
difficulties with the Indians during the early settle-
ments, the first real trouble occurred during the gen-
eral uprising of 1711, when the Tuscaroras fell upon
the colonists in Albemarle with great slaughter and
butchered one hundred and thirty persons in two
hours. The white people of North Carolina would
probably have been exterminated but for the timely
assistance of South Carolina, from which it was separ-
ated a year later in 1712. Four thousand pounds
sterling was voted to equip troops; Colonel James
Moore, son of Governor James Moore of South Caro-
lina, came at the head of a second force of troops;
and a third army was sent under Major Maurice
Foreword 15
Moore, who, after peace was restored, remained in
Albemarle. The next year Maurice Moore had oc-
casion to cross Cape Fear near Sugar Loaf on his way
to his native province to assist in overcoming the
danger that threatened of an Indian rebellion, and he
was so pleased with the river lands, that he came
subsequently with kindred and friends from South
Carolina and from Albemarle, and made his home
in the Cape Fear country. His brother, Roger Moore,
came with his hundreds of slaves, and built Orton,
while Maurice Moore selected a most admirable site
on a bluff near Orton, fifteen miles below the present
city of Wilmington, and laid out a town which he
called Brunswick, in honor of the reigning family.
It became the capital of the Province of North Caro-
lina; but this roadstead proved to be unsafe in stormy
weather, and because of this fact and of the growth
of a village fifteen miles farther up the river called
New Liverpool, afterwards Newton and subsequently
Wilmington, which absorbed the trade of the two
branches of the river near that point and prospered,
a gradual exodus from Brunswick began and con-
tinued; so that while Wilmington flourished and be-
came the capital of the Province, Brunswick dwindled
and during the Revolutionary War was wholly
abandoned.
And so the River moulded the fortunes of the people
who came to live upon its banks; for situation and
current, and cove and tide decided the location of the
settlements, and it was, after all, as the River willed.
Strange sights it saw as the years passed. The famous
Scottish heroine and beauty, Flora Macdonald, passed
by on her way to her future home at Cross Creek;
royal salutes from the British sloops-of-war thundered
16 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
across it in honor of the coronation of King George;
excited men who had once sworn allegiance to tho
crown, marched up its banks when the days of their
independence were at hand, and denounced the Parlia-
ment and all its works. It saw the shadows of an
approaching revolution, and the changes and chances
of a war of independence which followed More than
three quarters of a century later it witnessed a mightier
conflict and a bloodier war; and it might tell of the
consecrated ground near by, over which hung the
cloud and along which raged the iron storm of battle, —
of the fair white banner and its starry cross which
waved for a time so gloriously, then drooped and died
with a nation's hopes. It might tell of the fiercest
bombardment in the history of gunpowder, when Fort
Fisher fell, after a strange traffic in which more than
a hundred swift steamers were engaged through a
beleagured port and city — the era of the blockade
running. But the saddest episode in its ageless life
was when it recently bore away on its bosom in silent
ships to the unknown sea, thousands of its own lads
grown to manhood in intimate contact with its waters,
that they might be swept across the broad ocean to
the continent from which their forefathers came, to
bleed . and die, to make men free, and to establish a
peace upon the earth, which, after more than two
years cessation of strife, seems now still far away.
In A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear, we seem
to have reached at last a community consciousness.
We have a composite picture arranged for dramatic
presentation, of facts that are proved on high author-
ity, and which have been compiled and woven into a
harmonious whole by many minds, each contributing
something of its own interpretation of the things which
Foreword 17
were enacted on this New Hemisphere. It is no small
achievement to have brought out in orderly procession
that series of events which is the biography of Wil-
mington from the Colonial Period to the present Era
of Progress; it is no small achievement to have in-
spired so many citizens of our town with the desire
to look into the old landmarks; and it should be a
matter of real pride that those who have undertaken
it have persevered through a long period of patient
seeking for accuracy of detail, discarding non-essentials
to get at the really significant crises of the life of Wil-
mington. We cannot fail to admire the high standards
which they set up and consistently maintained to
collect the facts for this Pageant, in no wise content
with anything less than the very truth. Like all per-
fectly honest endeavor, it will have a lasting place in
the history of the section, and the painstaking effort
to set a true course for the goal, will not be without
its influence on those of the younger generation, who
will find that A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear can
be depended upon for real historic data.
James Sprunt.
THE LIVE OAKS OF THE CAPE FEAR
THE PROLOGUE
(19)
[The Pageant is announced by three heralds with a
salvo of trumpets.]
[The Spirit of Wilmington enters. She is a stately
woman, in white flowing garments, bearing on her
shield the seal of Wilmington. With her enters a
Chorus of Attendant Spirits.]
The Spirit of Wilmington
Time turn back your written pages
That the product of the ages,
These, who dwell upon the shore,
Those may see, who went before.
Here may see their joys and trials,
Happinesses, self-denials.
Spirits, go, bring Venture here,
Patron of the Pioneer.
[The Spirits dance off, returning with Venture,
dressed in flowing green, bearing a sword.]
Venture
Here where Past and Present meet,
Wilmington, I bid you greet
Red men fierce — though some were true,
When a friendly heart they knew.
See the settlers who were daring,
Sturdy folk, all hardships sharing.
(21)
22 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Down the ages here resounding
Echoes from the distant founding
Of our city. Hear rejoicing
O'er success, and proud men voicing
Gladness, that through toil and strife
They have brought a town to life!
See the pirates, famed in story,
Heroes of a doubtful glory,
Executing darkest plot,
Making hard the settlers' lot.
Not by facts or records stable,
But through legendary fable
And by supposition old.
Know you of the storied gold
On Money Island, where they say
Blackbeard hid his chests away.
These I led at my own beckoning
Forth to face a future reckoning ;
Some to triumph, some to die,
Good and evil passed they by.
Living shadows in Time's glass,
Venture calls them, lo, they pass!
[The Spirit of Wilmington retires to a dais at the
right where she can observe the pageant of events.
Venture stands by her side. The Spirits dance off.
During the Prologue and the Interludes, the Spirits
dance an harmonious accompaniment.]
Olljf Jirat fart
The Natives, the Pioneers and the Pirates
(23)
THE FIRST EPISODE
The Springtime Gathering of the Indians, 1663
(25)
We made a purchase of the river and land of Cape
Fear, of Wakoosa, and such other Indians as appeared
to us to be the chief of those parts. They brought us store
of fresh fish aboard, as mullets, shads, and other
sorts, very good.
ANTHONY LONG,
WILLIAM HILTON,
PETER FABIAN.
[Lawson: History of North Carolina, quoted in Sprunt's
Chronicles of the Cape Fear River, p. 29.]
26)
EPISODE I.
®I|f Springtime (fiatl|mng of tl\t
3lttbian0, lHfi3
The Characters:
Watcoosa, Chief of the Cape Fear Indians*
Mahaiwee*, Watcoosa' s daughter
LEELINAW^ another daughter
WAHGEGWANEE^ a scout and interpreter
Other Indians of various tribes, having come from
the back country for their Springtime Feast'
Captain William Hilton, an Englishman sent
from the Barbadoes to explore the Cape Fear
River
Anthony Long, in Hilton's party
Peter Fabian, another member of the party
Other Englishmen of the Expedition
The Time: The spring of 1663*
The Place: Crane Island, in the Cape Fear River
[The Indians are gathering for their great Spring
Festival. The squaws are making yopon tea, and
cooking fish and game which the men bring in.]
[A brave comes in crying, "Watcoosa, Chief Watcoosa.'']
[Watcoosa and his two daughters enter. The Chief
sits in the place of honor, with a daughter on either
side.]
1 Little is known of the Indians who lived on the Cape Fear. S. A. Ashe
says they "are said to have been Congarees, a branch of the old Cheraws,
James Mooney and Fred. A. Olds say they are possibly Siouan.
^ Fictitious names.
^Sprunts Chronicles of the Cape Fear River, p. 14.
^December 1, 1663 is the correct date for the land purchase from Watcoosa,
but the action here is put in the spring so as to include the picturesque Spnng-
time Feasts of the Indians.
(27)
28 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Watcoosa
Di gwege. Gawl oo loss ah. Gaw geh oo lootch ha.
Gah law ned i gi stell lah. A tsi yu wi yah. Aw si
aw gi yel lah ye tsaw lah. Le ye tsal skiis si. E
tsal ski.
My children, the long winter is over, and the Spring
Festival is at hand. Manitou has blessed us. The
Cape Fear Indians, the mighty tribe of the Sapona\
give welcome to you all, and ask that you will help
them celebrate with dance and feasting the coming
in of Spring. Let the dance begin .
[The dance begins.]
[Cries of "Daw gwa\^^ an Indian cry of lamentation,
are heard. The dancers stop, listening intently.]
[Wahgegwanee runs in, excited and out of breath.]
Wahgegwanee
Ni he. Ha tu gah gah !
Woe is me! Watcoosa hear!
^Sapona is an Indian name for the Cape Fear River.
^Although it is thought that the Cape Fear Indians were perhaps Congarecs,
or possibly Siouan, the liberty has been taken of putting their conversations in
the Cherokee dialect, and also using Cherokee customs. If the Congarees were
a branch of the old Cheraws, and if the Indian tradition is true "that before the
coming of the Englishmen the principal body of that tribe, called Cheraw-
(or Chero-) kees, after a long fight with the Catawbas, removed to the mount-
ains" (Ashe in Sprunt's Chronicles of the Cape Fear River, p. 25), we are not
far wrong in choosing this dialect. Another determining factor in our choice is
that we have a Cherokee Indian Reservation in our State, and the Cherokees
are the only large tribe now remaining in the State.
George Allen Owl of Ravensford, Swain County, North Carolina, has
made the translations into the Cherokee. He is one of a few of the Reservation
Indians who can speak and write Cherokee. The Cherokee language has its
own alphabet, but is put into the English letters here, to give an idea of its
pronunciation.
The Springtime Gathering of the Indians, 1663 29
Watcoosa
Daw tah dun ni?
What news have you?
Wahgegwanee
[Pointing to the river.]
A ni you neg gah !
The pale faces are coming!
[The other Indians take up the cry of lamentatioti.]
Watcoosa
[Rising with dignity.]
Ches di Wahgegwanee. Watcoosa guest ya dah sky
e hah. Oo nul stite dah di nel li. E gah lee ge sest di.
Peace, Wahgegwanee, peace, my children, Watcoosa
does not fear the pale faces. We will give them fish
and furs and they will be our friends.
Wahgegwanee
[Pointing to the river where a boat is seen nearing the
shore.]
Ni!
They are here!
[Several Indians cry, "Ah ni look kH", "They are
here!'', and start toward the river.]
30 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Watcoosa
E jen nah. Di g ne hest sti. E jalk kest sti. E
g yu wi yah hi.
Go, each in order with his gifts, remember you are
Cape Fear Indians.
[The Indians go quietly in single file and wait for the
boat to land.]
[Captain Hilton, Anthony Long, Peter Fabian
and others from the boat come forward. The Indians
offer their gifts. Watcoosa, with his daughters,
comes slowly down to meet them.]
Watcoosa and the Interpreter*
[Addressing Captain Hilton.]
E g you neg. Eh gawn di g sauch jah aw si ah gi
yel lah.
Mighty pale face, you come from the big sea-water.
You are welcome.
[Captain Hilton is taken aback. Not knowing what
else to do, he bows.]
Watcoosa and the Interpreter
Watcoosa jal stite cha neh huh, Gaw law gwe ski
del li. Le whisk ski.
Watcoosa friend to pale face. He give game and
furs. Pale face give fire-stick and fire-water.
'All the speeches of Watcoosa and the Interpreter are spoken first in Chero-
kee by Watcoosa, and then in English by the Interpreter.
The Springtime Gathering of the Indians, 1663 31
Peter Fabian
[Aside to Hilton.]
Zounds, the patriarch hath an eye for the main
chance; but tell him we must have more than fish, we
must have land. Have at him. Captain.
Captain Hilton
[Aside to Fabian.]
Peace, Peter, peace. Try to look solemn. This is
no Vauxhall comedy.
Peter Fabian
[Pulling a long face.]
Ahem!
Watcoosa
[Aside to his daughters.]
Mahaiwee 00 gu we yah hi ah. Squeest 00 do li.
Ji gah yu li you. Awg soo le gawge de gul li hu i.
E gah lee geh sest di. Daw tah dun ni Mahaiwee?
Mahaiwee, this is a mighty pale face chief, he will
ask much from the Cape Fears. I grow old and can-
not lead my warriors into battle. I must make peace.
You are fair to look at. I will give you to him for a
wife, and he will be friend to Watcoosa. What you
say, Mahaiwee, will you go?
Mahaiwee
Cha yu ga ghen nah. Oo yaw e di cunt di yu.
O father! No! I could not leave you and my sister,
Leelinaw. I do not like his great white face.
32 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Watcoosa
Ah seh jan nu sti.
Child, you must help me.
Leelinaw
A gih dawd da. I ghen nah. Ah gwa do H ah gwen
nu sti. Daw tah du ni Mahaiwee?
Father, I have a plan; though I am the younger, I
have the bolder spirit. I will go too and be his wife,
then we shall be together; so big and rich a chief as
he would want two wives. Besides I should so love
to travel. What do you say, Mahaiwee?
Mahaiwee
E youst ti gwa geh su. E yah gwa dun ti. Guest
aw si yeek di cu ti you.
Whatever you wish I will do. I could not bear to
leave you and I do not like his great white face.
Watcoosa
Leelinaw he skii yah yah.
Leelinaw, you are a bright child. It is the greater
honor that I give two daughters .
[By this time the Englishmen are surrounded hy the
curious Indians. Watcoosa comes toward the
group, having procured the peace pipe from one of
his braves; he motions the men to be seated, and
passes around the pipe. The daughters of Wat-
coosa remain in the background.]
The Springtime Gathering of the Indians, 1663 ZZ
Watcoosa and the Interpreter
Watcoosa 00 nah lee you neg ga. Tal de gu yah
kass da jah dah lee.
Watcoosa friend to pale face. Watcoosa give two
daughters to pale face chief to wife .
[There is a great sensation among the Indians and they
talk excitedly among themselves. The daughters come
forward and bow before Captain Hilton. Hilton
and Long are thunderstruck; Peter Fabian is
irrepressibly amused.]
Peter Fabian
[To Hilton.]
Captain, you have all the luck. I wonder if he has
any more daughters. I wouldn't mind a few myself.
Captain Hilton
'Sblood! This is no jest. You know I have a wife
already.
[He consults with Long.]
Peter Fabian
This is not England, Captain; if the girls are willing —
Anthony Long
[Interrupting him.]
Cease your ribald jesting, Peter, this is life or death.
The Chief grows impatient. Tell him, Captain, that
for fire-sticks and fire-water we must have more than
^Sprunt records in Tales and Traditions of the Lower Cape Fear {1896),
the tradition of Watcoosa's offering his two daughters to Hilton.
34 A Pageant oj the Lower Cape Fear
wives; we must have land. Tell the old Turk that
you will accept his offer, plus the land; but are not
prepared to receive your wives as is befitting to the
daughters of a chief. Tell him you will go on to pre-
pare a suitable home, and will come back in state to
take them thither. Give him fair words, Captain; we
are but few, and they a mighty tribe.
Peter Fabian
[To Hilton.]
Take them by proxy. Captain. I was ever willing
to do a favor for a friend.
[Long suppresses him.]
Captain Hilton
I am slow of speech and these girls abash me strange-
ly, but I'll do my best. [To Watcoosa.] Watcoosa,
Chief of the Cape Fears, hail !
[The Interpreter explains Hilton's proposals to
Watcoosa as they are made.]
Peter Fabian
Hear ! Hear !
Captain Hilton
You do me honor. The pale face chief will ever be
your friend. Your daughters will be treated as befits
a chief's wife.
Peter Fabian
Wives, man, wives!
The Springtime Gathering of the Indians, 1663 35
Captain Hilton
But each wife must bring a goodly share of land as
dowry. For this you shall have fire-sticks and fire-
water. I am not yet prepared to receive your daughters.
I go now and make ready their home. In four days
I will come again with many gifts. [He seems exhausted
by his effort.] Wh-ew!
Peter Fabian
[To Hilton.]
Fine, Captain, fine! You will soon be used to three
wives, you old Solomon.
Watcoosa and the Interpreter
[With dignity.]
Aw si ni hi tsa jel li tsic god dah. Chas yel liwg
gaw yeek chuck t yes di. A gwege tsi.
It is well. The land is yours. Is not the Cape Fear
big enough for the pale face and the red? My daugh-
ters will wait for you here.
[The white men go down to the boat, say good-bye to the
Indians, and row off. The Indians follow in the
direction of the departing boat, the tivo girls standing
apart.]
Mahaiwee
Leelinaw, yu gah gah look gi g gaw watt tah.
Leelinaw, he will not come. I know, I saw it in
his eye.
36 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Leelinaw
Squaw. Chest hi naw sell lah ah gi daw du. You
nah gu lunk gah.
I saw it too, but do not tell our father. He would
be angry and go on the war path. The young one
that laughed, he would have taken us.
Mahaiwee
Gaw si. Ah gi yel lu. Ah ni yu wi yah hi.
I am glad. I do not care for any man. But I like
them best with nice red faces.
[Watcoosa signs to his daughters, and they follow
him.]
THE SECOND EPISODE
The Founding of Wilmington, 1735
(37)
This roadstead proved to be unsafe in stormy weather
and because of that fact and of the growth of a village IS
miles farther up the river called New Liverpool, after-
wards Newton, and lastly Wilmington, which absorbed
the trade of the two branches of the river near that point,
and prospered, a gradual exodus from Brunswick began
and continued. So that while Wilmington flourished
and became the capital of the Province, Brunswick
dwindled and during the Revolutionary War was ivholly
abandoned.
[Sprunt: Chronicles of the Cape Fear River, p. 45.]
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EPISODE II.
Sfyp J^nunbtttg of litlmmgton, ir35f
The Characters:
John Maultsby, an early settler in Newton
John Watson, an early settler and surveyor
Jehu Davis, an early settler
Roger Moore, owner of a large plantation at Orton
Maurice Moore, his brother
Gabriel Johnston, Governor of the Province of
North Carolina
Michael Higgins, surveyor
Joshua Granger, surveyor
James Wimble, surveyor
Citizens, laborers, and men in the stockade
The Time: May 13, 1735
The Place: The water front in the village of
Newton (an early name for Wilmington)
[The street has a busy appearance. Market wagons are
being loaded and unloaded by the river. Men are
carrying produce of all kinds to the boats. Every-
thing indicates a thriving town. John Maultsby,
John Watson and Jehu Davis come in from the
right; Roger Moore and Maurice Moore from
the left. They meet at the stockade.]
Jehu Davis
Good sirs, now you know my mind. There is no
other site that can compare with this. Just think
you of the convenience of the situation. It is the
meeting of the two great branches of the Cape Fear
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40 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
River, The depth of the water is sufficient to receive
vessels of considerable burden; it is here most proper
that the town be erected. Good friends, do I speak
sooth ?
Roger Moore
Master Davis, you speak sooth in all but one thing*
All you say is true of Brunswick, but not of Newton-
Maurice Moore
[Pointing to the scene at the river front.]
At Brunswick, we can double that.
Jehu Davis
Aye! Brunswick is a goodly place, but I have it on
authority that the Governor hath decided that this
shall be the town.
Roger Moore
An His Excellency hath already decided, I stand
by his decision.
Maurice Moore
Spoken like a true man, brother.
A Man In the Stockade
[He is drunk.]
Faith, sirs, the sooth falls from you like honey from
the heavy laden bee. An I were free from this stock-
ade, my voice should go with yours — my voice and
that of all my companions in misfortune. [To the
other men in the stockade.] How say you, friends,
are we not one in mind and voice with these fair gen-
tlemen?
The Founding of Wilmington, 173$ 41
The Men in the Stockade
[Laughing.]
Yes, yes, Newton, Newton forever!
John Maultsby
Peace, peace, you noisy clowns. These are weighty
matters to be decided by those constant in spirit and
full in judgment. Wag not thy tongue so freely at
thy betters!
Jehu Davis
Good Master Maultsby, be not wroth with the
poor fellows. Belike their fault was but a trifle. Tell
us, fellow, how came you to be housed like this?
A Man in the Stockade
A trifle as you say, fair sir . . . but a trifle too
much ... I came too often by the Dram Tree'.
Had it not been for that, I had been as constant . . .
modest . . . and sober . . . as Master Maultsby him-
self. And so it was with all of these. [To the other
men in the stockade.] How say you, lads! Are we
not dutiful . . . grave . . . and . . . purged in
judgment?
The Men in the Stockade
Yes . . . yes! . . . We are . . . we are.
1 An old cypress tree "the passing of which was signahzed in 'ye olden time by
the popping of corks.... Lilie a grim sentinel, it stands to warn the out-going man-
ner that his voyage has begun, and to welcome the incoming storm-tossed sailor to
the quiet harbor beyond." Sprunt's Tales and Traditions of the Lower Cape Fear,
1896, p. 35.
42 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Jehu Davis
Enough for now, good friends. Governor Johnston
will this day be here, and I will speak to him con-
cerning you.
John Watson
Look where the Governor comes with Masters
James Wimble, Michael Higgins and Joshua Granger,
— a goodly set of surveyors.
John Maultsby
Let us go meet his Excellency.
[All the men remove their hats, and go forward to meet
Governor Johnston and the surveyors. The men
at the river stop work and come fonvard to see the
Governor.]
Jehu Davis
Your Excellency is most welcome. An it please
you, I and my friends will recount for your under-
standing why we deem this the goodliest site for our
town and township as against Brunswick.
Governor Johnston
Good Master Davis, we have gone into all that — I
and my surveyors — and we are full decided that this
shall be our town.
The Men in the Stockade
Bravo! Bravo! Newton and Johnston forever!
The Founding of Wilmington, 1735 43
Governor Johnston
My men, what do you here so poorly housed? You
shall have something more befitting than a mere stock-
ade. A goodly jail I shall have built for you. [Laughter
in the crowd.] But not at Newton.
Hear all of you, both you within the stockade and
you without. This day, I, Gabriel Johnston, by God's
grace Governor of this Province, do proclaim this
spot the site and situation of the town and township
of Wilmington, named in honor of my friend and
benefactor Spencer Compton, Earl of Wilmington and
Viscount Pevensey. [The crowd cheers.]
And furthermore, this day the land office shall be
opened here, the Court of Exchequer shall meet here,
likewise the New Hanover Court and Council. All
this I decree by the advice and consent of his Majesty's
Council and the General Assembly of this Province*.
[More cheers from the crowd.]
Hear me, good friends and gentlemen, this day shall
be a gala day in Wilmington; all shall spend the hours
for their pleasure, and you, my friends in the stockade,
the day is yours as well. The freedom of the town is
yours. Look to it though, that when next we meet,
it be not in the same fine jail I told you of! [Much
laughter.]
[To the surveyors, Davis, Maultsby and Watson.]
What say you friends, shall we go? There is much
business to be done and already the sun is high. [They
go out.]
[The men from the stockade go out in the opposite
direction, cheering and calling, '^Johnston and Wilmington
forever!'']
"The historical material in Governor Johnston's speech is adapted from
Swann's Collection of Public Acts; North Carolina, Chapter LV, p. 99.
THE THIRD EPISODE
The Treasure of Money Island, 1719
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If sailor tales to sailor tunes,
Storm and adventure, heat and cold,
If schooners, islands, and maroons
And Buccaneers and buried Gold,
And all the old romance, retold
Exactly in the ancient way.
Can please, as me they pleased of old,
The wiser youngsters of to-day:
— So he it, and fall on!
[Stevenson: Treasure Island.]
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EPISODE III.
The Characters:
Edward Teach, better known as Blackbeard,
famous pirate
Captain Redfield, Blackbeard's right-hand man
Francesco ^
_ y members of Blackbeard's crew
Pedro I
Roger ^
Other members of his crew
The Time: 1719
The Place: An island off the mainland, now known
as Wrightsville Beach
[A schooner is lying off shore. The pirate crew in gay
turbans and sashes may be seen on deck. They are
laughing and drinking. Some of the men are singing.]
Fifteen men on the dead man's chest —
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the devil had done for the rest —
Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
[Blackbeard and Captain Redfield come up from
the hold. With a gesture Blackbeard silences the
crew.]
Blackbeard
Ho, lads! An there be four sober ones amongst you,
let them step forward. [Four pirates come forward.]
Francesco, Roger, Pedro and Pierre! Into the hold
1 This episode, though of an earlier date than the preceding one,, is placed
here for dramatic emphasis.
2 Stevenson's Treasure Island.
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48 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
with you, lads. Bring forth the chests and digging
tools. Lower the boat, load the chests and pull for
shore. [The men follow the orders. Blackbeard
and Redfield step into the boat, and the four sea-
men man the oars. Blackbeard calls to those left
on the ship.] I will be back anon. Look that there
be one of you sober enough to receive me. [He signals
to the oarsmen who rapidly make for the shore, sing-
ing as they row.]
[On landing, Blackbeard and Captain Redfield
come forward, leaving the men near the boat to amuse
themselves shaking dice.]
Blackbeard
Bob Redfield, I would entrust you with a most im-
portant service. There lives no man that I so pin
my faith to as to thee. Wilt do this for me, Bob^?
Captain Redfield
Aye, sir, your wishes are my orders.
Blackbeard
Well then, 'tis this. I am something overstocked.
Before I sail again I wish to deposit some of my treas-
ure. Thou knowest, Bob, how the coast is larded
with my gold. There is a lonely island hidden in these
marshes that suits my fancy. There will I bury the
greatest treasure of them all. It shall be our Money
Island. Wilt thou stay and guard it? These same
four trusty buccaneers shall stay to aid you. Give
them a stoup of rum three times a day, and Old Nick
himself hath not four braver followers. Does this
suit thy will?
^The conversation between Blackbeard and Captain Redfield was in part
taken from Andrew J. Howell's Money Island, whose story is the inspiration for
this episode.
The Treasure of Money Island, lyig 49
Captain Redfield
Your wishes are my orders, sir.
Blackbeard
Swear then, by the Holy Virgin, that thou wilt
faithfully watch over this treasure; that thou wilt
give no information, nor unfold to any man whomso-
ever, the reason for thy life in that particular spot.
Swear!
Captain Redfield
[Taking off his hat and raising his right hand.]
Captain, I so swear.
Blackbeard
Thy hand with the oath, Bob. I thank thee. And
if in any special need I send for some pieces of eight,
trust no one who comes without an order stamped
with my signet. Look, keep this. [He takes a signet
from his pocket and hands it to Redfield.] Is all
well. Bob?
Captain Redfield
All is well. Captain, I have given my oath, and
naught but death shall break it!
Blackbeard
[Calling to one of the crew.]
Francesco !
Francesco
Aye, aye, sir!
50 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Blackbeard
Come hither, man.
Francesco
[Leaving the game, he comes forward.]
Aye, aye, sir!
Blackbeard
Art thou sober, 'Cesco?
Francesco
{Swaying slightly.]
Aye, aye, sir.
Blackbeard
[Mocking him.]
Aye, aye, sir! 'Tis all the English that he hath.
Art thou drunk, 'Cesco?
Francesco
Aye, aye, sir!
Captain Redfield
[Laughing.]
Zounds, methinks he tells the truth; he is part sober
and part drunk.
Blackbeard
He is soberer than e'er I saw him these ten years.
But drunk or sober 'tis a good lad, tried and true.
'Cesco, call the other lads here.
The Treasure of Money Island, 17 ig 51
Francesco
[In a drunken voice.]
Pierre . . . Pedro . . . Roger . . .
{The men stop their game and come forward to join
Francesco.]
Blackbeard
My men, for ten years ye have sailed with me.
The Men
Aye, aye, sir!
Blackbeard
In all these years, in fair times and in foul, have I
ever failed you?
Francesco
Aye, aye, sir!
[The others suppress him and cry, "Nay, nay, sir!"]
Blackbeard
Then will ye do me one more service, faithfully and
true?
The Men
Aye, aye, sir!
Blackbeard
All hands to the oars then. We have a long jaunce
in the dark. Once under way, we will unfold our
secret.
[The men return to the boat shouting, "Aye, aye, sir!'']
52 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Blackbeard
[To Redfield.]
'Sblood, these "aye, aye, sirs!" will be the death
of me. I tell thee what, Bob, thou hadst best get
thee a good English wife that can say, "Nay, nay, sir!"
Captain Redfield
[Laughing.]
With all my heart, sir!
[They all get into the boat and row out of sight, singing
as they row.]
Come all you men and maidens as wishes for to sail,
And I soon will let you quickly hear of where you
must aroam.
We'll embark into a ship, which her topsails is let fall,
And all unto an island, and never more go home.
Especially you ladies that's anxious to rove,
There's fishes in the sea, my love, likewise the buck
and doe.
We'll lie down on the banks of some pleasant shady
grove.
Thro' the wild woods we'll wander and we'll chase
the buffalo.
Thro' the wild woods we'll wander, and we'll chase
the buffalo.*
Blackbeard
Ho ! For Money Island ! Ho !
^The Buffalo, an old Buccaneer song from Sea Songs and Shanties, collected
by W. B. Whall. James Brown & Sons, Publishers, Glasgow.
RESIDENCE OF LORD CHARLES CORNWALLIS IN APRIL 1781.
In tin bajsntmi wa; a mili'.ary prison. St. James Church is in the foregroiitid.
[The Spirit of Wilmington and Venture advance
to the center of the stage. The Spirits now appear
dancing with scarlet scarfs.]
The Spirit of Wilmington
Spirits, who my words attend,
Beg of Courage that she lend
Her presence in attendance here.
Sponsor in an age when fear
Had made of men the slaves of kings.
Courage, by the life she brings
To all men's hearts, inspired the folk.
So that, throwing off the yoke
Of bondage, stood they hand in hand —
Colonials in Freedom's land!
[The Spirits depart and presently return with Courage
dressed in flowing scarlet garmefits, holding a torch
of liberty.]
Courage
O Wilmington, to you I show
Powdered wig and furbelow ;
Customs, manners of the land
And Welcome with an ovitstretched hand.
Versed in wit, in grace, in song —
Yet these men could right the wrong,
Drop the book and take the gun.
Fighters till the cause was won
For Freedom. Then the Stamp Act bold
And Moore's Creek Bridge were stories told.
[The Spirit of Wilmington retires to the dais. Ven-
ture and Courage remain with her, the Spirits
dancing off.]
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(S\^e ^Honh Part
Colonial and Revolutionary Wilmington
(SS)
THE FIRST EPISODE
The Reception to Flora Macdonald, 1774
(57)
upon the arrival of the heroine {Flora Macdonald) in
Wilmington there was a general turnout of people and
she and her daughter ivere treated uith great distinction.
A great hall was given in her honor and tradition says
that she was especially pleased by the attentions paid to
her daughter by the gentlemen of the town.
— ^Waddell.
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EPISODE I.
5Il|? ^tttptxon to Mom ifflarbnnalb, irr4
The Characters:
Flora Macdonald, Scotch loyalist, noted for her
act of loyalty in saving the life of Bonnie Prince
Charlie.
Annie Macdonald, her daughter
George Washington, distinguished visitor*
JosiAH Martin, Royal Governor of North Carolina
Hugh Waddell, Colonel, distinguished in military
annals of the State
Cornelius Harnett, Son of Liberty; representative
in the Assembly for Wilmington; Pride of the
Cape Fear. He gave his wealth and life for the
cause of the freedom of America.
William Hooper, able jurist; prominent member
of the Safety Committee; presided over the meet-
ing of the inhabitants of the Wilmington District,
which was the first movement to provide a Revo-
lutionary Government; later, a signer of the
Declaration of Independence.
Robert Howe, wit, scholar, famous soldier; later,
on Washington's staff.
Alexander Lillington, prominent member of the
Safety Committee; later. Colonel of the Minute
Men of the Wilmington District, and hero of
the Battle of Moore's Creek Bridge.
John Ashe, well known Colonel
Samuel Ashe, distinguished General
'In reality, George Washington visited Wilmington at a later time, April
20, 1791, occupying the house on the comer of the present Dock and Front Streets.
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60
A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
James Moore, Colonel of two regiments to serve in
the Continental Army; in command at Moore's
Creek.
Maurice Moore, learned jurist and judge; author
of the celebrated letter to Governor Tr>'on, signed
"Atticus."
Frederick Gregg
William Campbell
William Wilkinson
George Moore
Frederick Jones
John Quince
Francis Clayton
Robert Hogg
John Ancrum
Archibald MaclainE/
John Robinson
James Walker
)Sons of Liberty, organized in
1765.
members of the Committee
of Safety, elected Novem-
ber 23, 1774. Thiscommit-
tee continued to use its in-
fluence during 1779-81
when it exercised con-
stant vigilance over the
Tories, who were support-
ed and strengthened by
the British.
William Hill
Samuel Small
Samuel Swann
Abner Nash
Sampson Mosely
George Merrick
prominent Revolutionary^ fig-
ures.
Mistress Tom Hooper
Mistress Jack Walker
Mistress Robert Howe
Mistress Eleazar Allen
The Reception to Flora Macdonald, iyy4 61
Mistress DeRosset
Mistress Schaw
Mistress Rutherfurd
Other Guests
Zip Coon ) .....
Old Dan Tucker } ^'^^^^'^
Other musicians
Negro servants
The Tlme: 1774
The Place: An Assembly Hall in Wilmington,
North Carolina
\In the receiving line are Governor Martin, Mistress
Flora Macdonald, her daughter Annie Mac-
donald, and George Washington. An old negro
servant announces each guest. The fiddlers play
while the guests are arriving. When the company
has assembled, the music for the minuet is played,
and the dancers take their positions for the dance\
After the minuet the company adjourns to the re-
freshment room with much hilarity.]
A f *J ?? ""^ °^ *^"°,^ "^^ reception to Flora Macdonald was given at a later
date than the events, that follow in the next scene. However, the event serves
here to portray a typical Colonial gathering.
THE SECOND EPISODE
Resistance to the Stamp Act, 1766
(63)
^?r» -- -TSK&r
JRa^
EPISODE II.
EpHTHtanrr tu thr §lamp Art. ITfifi
The Characters:
Wtt-tj^m Tryon, Royal Governor of the Pro\'mce
and Lieutenant-Colonel of the Queen's Guard
William Fexxington. His Maje5t>-'s Comptroller
Colonel John Ashe, leader of the miHtia that
kept stamped paper from being landed; Speaker
of the Assembly who repHed when Tr\'on asked
what they would do about the Stamp Act: ''It
will be resisted to blood and death."
Colone:l Hugh Waddell, leader with Ashe in
keeping the Diligence from landing the stamped
paper
Cornelius Harnett, head of the detachment de-
manding Comptroller Pennington
Colon'el James Moore, also with the detach-
ment
The militia from Brunswick and New Hanover
Counties
Negro slaves of Governor Tr\-on
The Tdie: February- 21, 1766
The Place: Russellborough, about half a mile to
the south of Orton. Before Governor Tr\^on's palace.
[Th€ members of the militia enter — some on horseback,
some afoot, Jiaving left their horses farther aivay
from the house. The company has just come from
Brunsu^ick where they let Captain Phipps of the
Diligence know that stamps should not he landed.]
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66 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Colonel Ashe
At least we've kept the stamps from being landed'.
Our guards will see that the Diligence and the Viper
do no harm. Phipps, of the Diligence, seemed very
calm — quite a philosopher.
Colonel Waddell
Which is more than Tryon will be when he's aware
we're here. Moore, please fetch Comptroller Penning-
ton. [Moore goes] Tryon will try all blandishments
to move us from our purpose, but we'll get Pennington.
Colonel Ashe
Why did you let our guard separate and part go
on the river?
Colonel Waddell
A rather prankish thing, dear Ashe. The men did
swear they'd have a souvenir of this same ship that
brought the damned stamped papers.
Cornelius Harnett
And here they come, the boys.
Colonel Waddell
[Laughing.]
They'd have a souvenir !
[The militiamen break into hearty laughter and good-
naturedly slap each other on the hacks, as six men
carry in on their shoulders one of the English ship's
boats in great triumph.]
•November 28, 1765, at Brunswick.
Resistance to the Stamp Act, 1766 67
The Militia
[Shouting wildly.]
Bravo! Bravo! A bold feat, lads!
Colonel Ashe
And how came you with this?
One of the Men
The nearest thing to stamps that we could lay our
hands on. We watched and waited near the Diligence;
and when our Southern sun proved too good tonic
for those English knaves, we borrowed this little chip
from them. And now we'll carry it to Wilmington,
and what a celebration we shall have — with flags and
lights and crowds — such joyous crowds!
[Governor Tryon is announced, and attempts to
conciliate Ashe, Waddell and Harnett in his
welcome.]
Governor Tryon
In right good time you've come, my friends. The
'cue is just done roasting.
Colonel Ashe
We have not come to feast with you, your Honor.
Our business we'll dispatch and then we'll leave you.
Our men have pigs on the other side Cape Fear;
they came not this long way to eat your pigs.
One of the Men
You mean, sir, we came to get the English pig —
Comptroller Pennington.
^Febniary 19, 1766.
68 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Colonel Waddell
Be quiet, sir.
[Negro servants enter with platters of barbecue.]
Governor Tryon
You must not, men, refuse our Carolina hospitality.
Cornelius Harnett
Your Carolina hospitality is stamped. We'll have the
stamps; you keep the hospitality.
Governor Tryon
Such unbecoming words from men of Wilmington !
Cornelius Harnett
Our courtesy, I fear, is lacking. We are brief and
to the point; we want Comptroller Pennington. You
know your house is sheltering him.
Governor Tryon
But—
Colonel Waddell
Do you remember November sixteenth last, when
Stamp-Master William Houston resigned his ofifice?^
If you forget this, Tryon, our Mayor DeRosset* and
several Aldermen will help you bring it back to mind.
Governor Tryon
[Annoyed.]
Ah, come, my friends, a little toothsome bit, and
then to business. The barbecue grows cold.
'Houston resigned at the Court House at the intersection of the present
Front and Market Streets, November 16, 1765.
"By a careful, discriminating reading of all the subject-matter at our
command, it will be easily seen that the indignation of the people of 1765 was
not directed against Houston, nor against any conduct of his, but against the
principle of the British Stamp Tax." J. O. Carr, in Sprunt's Chronicles of the
Cape Fear River, p. 101.
^Moses John DeRosset.
Resistance to the Stamp Act, 1/66 69
Colonel Waddell.
To hell, sir, with your barbecue. Men, throw it in
the river.
[The militiamen take the trays from the servants and
throw them into the river. Tryon is too amazed to
remonstrate with them.]
Cornelius Harnett
The banquet's over, sir; and now to business. Where's
William Pennington?
[The three leaders face Tryon menacingly.]
Governor Tryon
Pennington came into my house for refuge, he is a
Crown officer, and as such I will give him all the pro-
tection my roof and the dignity of character I hold
in this province can afford him.
Cornelius Harnett
We would not insult you, but we must be detained
no longer.
Governor Tryon
An insult that will not tend to any great consequence
when you have already offered every insult you could
offer, by investing my house and making me in effect
a prisoner, before any grievance had been presented
to me.
[Tryon goes off in a rage.]
'This disposition of the banquet took place in 1766.
"These speeches are recorded by Tryon in a letter to the Right Honorable
Henry Seymour Conway, one of his Majesty's principal Secretaries of State.
70 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Colonel Ashe
Another William Houston resignation! I doubt it
not. These English knaves must finally yield to our
determination or they'll find out of what good stuff
our Carolina men are made.
[Tryon returns accompanied hy Pennington.]
Comptroller Pennington
Yes, Tryon, I am resolved. Rather resign my office
than do any act contrary to my duty.'
Cornelius Harnett
I hope you won't do that, sir.'
Governor Tryon
Your resignation, Pennington. Ink and paper.
[Servants bring ink and paper, and Pennington
writes out his resignation, and hands it to Tryon.]
Comptroller Pennington
To be in force at once, sir.
Governor Tryon
Good, Pennington.
[Tryon retires; Pennington remains.]
'These speeches are recorded by Tryon in a letter to the Right Honorable
Henry Seymour Conway, one of his Majesty's principal Secretaries of State.
Resistance to the Stamp Act, i'j66 71
Cornelius Harnett
And now an oath, sir; for you shall never leave us
free till you have sworn that you will never issue any
stamped papers in this Province.
Comptroller Pennington
If I am compelled to, I will swear.
Colonel Waddell
Is that your oath?
Comptroller Pennington
So help me God !
[Pennington leaves.]
Colonel Waddell
Now back to Wilmington. I've picked my men to
go to Fort Johnston.
Cornelius Harnett
A word before we go, you Sons of Liberty. There
are more clouds ahead; I would we all were bound by
common oath. What say you men?
The Militia
An oath ! An oath !
•Colonel Waddell with an armed force marched to Fort Johnston (now
Southport) to take possession of it, February 19, 1766.
72 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Cornelius Harnett
But be not moved by momentary whim. Give this
your sane deliberation. We'll meet again and pledge
ourselves. See how this fits our needs, my men, for
the defense of our country: "We do unite ourselves
under every tie of religion and honor, and associate
as a band in her defense against every foe; hereby
solemnly engaging that whenever our Continental or
Provincial Councils shall decree it necessary we will
go forth and be ready to sacrifice our lives and fortunes
to secure her freedom and safety."'
The Militia
We will make this pledge at once.
Cornelius Harnett
May God bless us in this our resolution.
[Waddell and his men go on their way to Fort John-
ston. Harnett, Ashe, Moore and their men go
in the opposite direction to Wilmington — some
taking up the boat, others mounting their horses and
riding aivay.]
iThis actually occurred later, on June 19, 1775, when the citizens of New
Hanover met and made this pledge.
^The historical facts in the foregoing scene are taken from The Stamp Act
on the Cape Fear, by Colonel A. M. Waddell, North Carolina Booklet, Vol. 1.
No. 3.
THE THIRD EPISODE
The Battle of Moore's Creek, 1776
(73)
Eighteen miles northwest of Wilmington, North Caro-
lina, on a low sandy bluff overlooking a deep, wide creek
whose sluggish waters flow into the Black River, a tribu-
tary of the Cape Fear, there stands to-day a simple brown-
stone monument with this inscription on its western
face:
In Commemoration
Of The Battle Of
Moore's Creek Bridge,
Fought Here
27th February, 1776.
The First Victory Gained
By The American Arms
In The War Of The
Revolution.
The right to this direct claim to precedence in Revo-
lutionary success and material glory is one of North
Carolina's greatest historic possessions.
[M. C. S. Noble: The Battle of Moore's Creek Bridge,
North Carolina Booklet, Volume III.]
(74)
EPISODE III.
ail|f Sattb of ManxtB (UrttK IT7B
The Characters:
Cornelius Harnett
John Quince
Francis Clayton
William Hooper
Robert Hogg
Archibald Maclaine
John Ancrum
John Robertson
James Walker
George Moore
John Ashe
Sam Ashe
James Moore
Frederick Jones
Alexander Lillington
members of the Commit-
tee of Safety, freeholders of
New Hanover, newly
elected committee mem-
bers, and others, who,
having met and ap-
pointed d e 1 e g a t es to
a Revolutionary Con-
gress in New Bern,
August 25, 1774, are
now preparing to consid-
er the threatening Tory
forces assembling under
I General Macdonald,
Colonel McLeod and
others, assisted by
Governor Martin.
Minute Men
Other citizens, among whom is Parker Quince
The Time: February 9, 1776
The Place: Wilmington, North Carolina. Before
the Court House at the intersection of Front and
Market Streets.
[The crowd of citizens assembled is greatly excited.
From time to time men and women of the town stop
for a few minutes to hear what is going on before
resuming their errands.]
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76 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
William Hooper
Sirs, it has been decreed by the Royal Governor
that no legislative body must meet in our Province,
but since we met to elect delegates to the Revolutionary
Congress in New Bern it now becomes necessary to
appoint suitable and efficient committees for the vigi-
lant protection of our common and sacred rights. It
is also here and now a suitable time to indorse the
action of the Boston Tea Party and to assume that
the "Cause of Boston is the cause of all"/
A Citizen
[Enthusiastically.]
Aye, aye! The cause of Boston is the common
cause of all America. Hurrah!
Cornelius Harnett
We will sacrifice our lives and fortunes in order to
secure the safety and freedom of our country. Let
any and all who will, subscribe to the relief of our
suffering countrymen in Boston.
Parker Quince
I will equip a ship and take a load to their relief.
[A Courier enters.]
A Courier
Sirs, the enemy is assembling and is even now at
our doors. The British fleet is momentarily expected
with reinforcements.
[Excited exclamations.]
■■Sprunt's Chronicles of the Cape Fear River, p. 110.
The Battle of Moore's Creek, iyy6 77
Cornelius Harnett
They mean to crush our spirit, take away our rights,
and reduce our Province to subjection.
Colonel Lillington
We will never submit to injustice and oppression.
The idea of subjection is abhorrent to all freebom
Americans.
Colonel Moore
I will assemble the Continental troops at once.
\H.e goes out.]
Colonel Lillington
Our Minute Men may now be called to act their
part. I'll summon them. [To the Bugler.] Bugler,
the call.
[The Bugler sounds the call to arms.]
Colonel Ashe
And I will hurry with the Independent troops to
Campbellton. Colonel Purviance will remain here
with the militia for the protection of Wilmington.
[The Minute Men having assembled, Lillington calls
them to attention and they march out amid cheers
from the crowd. A Courier runs in with a dispatch.]
The Courier
The Tory forces are rapidly gathering at Cross
Creek and danger seems imminent. The Macdonalds,
McLeod, and Campbell are in charge. Flora Mac-
78 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
donald is using her utmost influence to augment their
force. Not only is she stirring up resistance to the
Whigs, but she is accompanying the Tory forces to
encourage the men with her own fine spirit/
Cornelius Harnett
Against an army of eleven hundred determined men,
Macdonald will find his march to the east halted,
me thinks.
[Cheers from the crowd.]
Voices From the Crowd
He will never reach Fort Johnston!
[Another Courier runs in with a dispatch.]
Cornelius Harnett
[Reads.]
Macdonald has changed his plans. With danger
threatening on all sides he is pushing towards Wil-
mington. But our General has ordered Colonel Cas-
well to join him at Corbett's Ferry to cut off the Tory
march. [Cheers from the crowd.] Lillington and Ashe
are to join Caswell and make a forced march to Moore's
Creek.
[ Vociferous cheers from the crowd.]
[Another Courier rtms in.]
*Caruthers: Revolutionary Incidents of the Old North State,
The Battle oj Moore's Creek, 1776 79
The Courier
Macdonald's army has crossed the river and is
advancing toward the Creek. But Lillington and
Caswell have reached the crossing, undermined the
bridge, thrown up breastworks, and the battle is on.
McLeod and Campbell have fallen pierced by a score
of bullets. Dozens of men have fallen into the stream
never to rise again, while all who have succeeded in
getting across are either mortally wounded or taken
prisoners.
[Another Courier arrives.]
The Crowd
Bravo ! Bravo !
The Courier
The Tory army scattered panic-stricken, when "Old
Mother Covington" was turned upon them. The
stream is full of dead and dying. Only twenty men
succeeded in getting over the bridge alive, and these
are mortally wounded. But we have not lost a man!
{Great excitement in the crowd.] The Whigs have
captured 850 prisoners, 1500 rifles, 350 guns and shot
bags, 250 swords and dirks, with much other valuable
equipment, including wagons, horses, medicines and
supplies, besides money discovered to the value of
$75,000.
Cornelius Harnett
Friends and countrymen, God is with us! May
our cause prosper as this our first victory happily
portends. Let us go and assemble all loyal citizens
for a service of thanksgiving and praise.
[The people go off cheering ivildly.]
MacRae's Flora Macdonald has been drawn on for some of the historical
materials of this scene.
[The Spirit of Wilmington with Venture and
Courage now advance to the center of the stage.
As the Spirit of Wilmington speaks, the Spirits
waving blue scarfs enter. They are accompanied
by Loyalty, dressed in fiowitig blue, carrying a
Confederate flag.]
The Spirit of Wilmington
A friend whose staunchness will not fail
Is Loyalty. All hail! All hail!
Loyalty
I bring you times of happiness
Of planters' life; until distress
Of war and yellow fever came.
But everlasting is the fame
Of those brave souls who, from the sea
To Wilmington, the way kept free —
Brave leaders and their daring aides,
Who ran Confederate blockades.
[The Spirit of Wilmington retires to the dais. Ven-
ture, Courage and Loyalty remain by her; the
Spirits dance off.]
(81)
®l|t ®ljtrb Part
Confederate Wilmington
(S»)
THE FIRST EPISODE
A Plantation Wedding, 1861
(85)
When 'Lincoln's call was made for y 3,000 men 'to put
down the rebellion,' the whole of the Cape Fear section
was fired, and with scarcely any exception looked upon
secession and war as the inevitable outcome.
[Sprunt: Chronicles of the Cape Fear River, p. 271,
narrative of Mrs. William Parsley.]
(Sfi)
EPISODE I.
A plantation WeJiJiing, IBBl
The Characters:
Bob Harrison, the groom
Agnes Harrison, the bride
W. L. DeRosset, Captain of the Wilmington Light
Infantry
O. P. Meares, Captain of the Wilmington Rifle
Guards
James I. Metts, later Captain of Company G, of
the Third North Carolina Regiment
C. Cornehlson, Captain of the German Volunteers
James Stevenson, Lieutenant Commanding the
Cape Fear Light Artillery
Mrs. James C. Stevenson
John L. Cantwell, Colonel of the 30th Regiment,
North Carolina Militia
O. A. Wiggins, Captain, Company E, 36th North
Carolina
Mrs. O. a. Wiggins
Henry Savage, Captain, Company G, 18th North
Carolina
Mrs. Henry Savage
Other wedding guests
SciPio, negro bodyguard and slave of Harrison
Slaves, musicians and dancers
The Time: April 15, 1861
The Place: An old plantation near Wilmington,
North Carolina
(87)
88 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
[The scene opens with the darkies gathered about two
of their number who are playing the fiddle and the
banjo. They are singing chanties, John Kooner
songs, and plantation melodies.]
[SciPio enters excitedly.]
SciPio
Marse Bob and his bride am acomin' disaway!
[Excitement among the negroes. Amid merriment and
laughter, the wedding party enters. The bridesmaids
and groomsmen enter two by two forming an arch
through which the bride and groom advance to the
center of the stage. The wedding party forms about
them, the darkies filling in the background.]
Bob Harrison
Scipio !
SciPio
[Bowing and scraping.]
Yassir.
Bob Harrison
Tell the fiddlers to play a reel.
Scipio
[To the darkies.]
You lazy niggers, ain't you got sense 'nough ter
know what Marse Bob wants you ter do, 'thout him
havin' ter tell you. Now gib us a sho 'nough reel.
[A Virginia Reel is danced by the wedding party.]
A Plantation Wedding, 1861 89
Agnes Harrison
[To her husband.]
Bob, dear, let us rest, and watch the games the
negroes have been practicing for us.
Bob Harrison
That's right, I reckon you are tired. Scipio!
SciPio
Yassir.
Bob Harrison
Now show us those dances you have been practicing
to welcome your new mistress.
Scipio
Yassir. [Turning to the other darkies.] Come on,
you niggers. We's gwine ter celebrate.
[Led by Scipio, the darkies go through the cotton-pick-
ing and the corn-shucking dances, the wedding party
watching and chatting lightheartedly. Colonel
Cant WELL enters in militia uniform, evidently
much perturbed.]
Colonel Cantwell
Forgive me for interrupting the festivities, but I
have a summons from the Governor.
Bob Harrison
From the Governor?
90 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Colonel Cantwell
[Taking a telegram from his pocket, reads.]
Colonel John L. Cantwell,
Commander of the Thirtieth Regiment,
North Carolina Militia,
Wilmington, North Carolina.
You will at once assemble the Wilmington Light
Infantry, the German Volunteers, the Wilmington
Rifle Guards, and the Cape Fear Artillery, proceeding
as soon as possible to Forts Caswell and Johnston,
to take them without delay, and to hold them against
all comers.
John W. Ellis,
Governor.
[A momentary silence follows. Then Captain W. L.
DeRosset, of the Wilmington Light Infantry, steps
forward.]
Captain DeRosset
I will assemble my men at once.
Bob Harrison
You mean, John, it's war?
Colonel Cantwell
Yes, war. The Secretary of War has demanded two
regiments of North Carolina troops to help suppress
the rebellion, and Governor Ellis has answered him in
the only way a North Carolinian could.
*Spnmt's ChronicUt of the Cape Fear Riter, p. 279.
A Plantation Wedding, 1861 91
Captain DeRosset
When do we start?
Colonel Cantwell
As soon as we can assemble the companies. The
boat is ready at the foot of Market Street to take us
down the river.
Lieutenant Stevenson
[Coming forward,]
I am ready.
Colonel Cantwell
I left orders with one of your lieutenants to muster
out the Cape Fear Artillery. Your men are assembling
at the Armory.
[Stevenson salutes. DeRosset and Stevenson go
out.]
Colonel Cantwell
James I. Metts!
James Metts
Ready, sir.
Colonel Cantwell
The Rifle Guards are meeting before the Court
House.
92 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
James Metis
I will join them.
[He salutes and withdraws.]
[Cantwell calls, one by one, the other men in the
party. As their names are called they report for
duty and go out to join their respective companies.
Only Harrison is left. Cantwell turns to him.]
Colonel Cantwell
Bob, you are my Adjutant, and I have a right to
excuse you from duty.
Bob Harrison
I am going.
Colonel Cantwell
But your bride
Agnes Harrison
I would not keep him from such a glorious adventure.
Bob Harrison
That's the way to talk! We'll lick the damned
Yankees before the watermelons get ripe, eh, Scipio?
SciPio
Take me, Marse Bob.
A Plantation Wedding, 1861 93
Bob Harrison
[Slapping him on the hack.]
Of course I will. Do you suppose I am going to
black my own boots? Come, let's get ready.
[All leave; Cantwell going in one direction, Har-
rison, Agnes Harrison and SciPio in another.]
THE SECOND EPISODE
Running the Blockade, 1862
(95)
The month of September, 1862, was one of great
calamity to Wilmington. The alarming forebodings of
the visitation of yellow fever in a pestilential form had
ripened into a certainty. . . The blockade was being
maintained with increased vigor. . . Panic, distress,
mute despair, want had fallen upon a population then
strained to its utmost.
[Sprunt: Chronicles of the Cape Fear River, p. 284;
Dr. Thomas F. Wood in his sketch of Dr. J. H.
Dickson. 1
(96)
EPISODE II.
Sunning tlj? llnrkai^, 1H62
The Characters:
Mrs. Arm and DeRosset, mother of Captain W. L.
DeRosset, president of the Soldiers' Aid Society
Mrs. Alfred Martin, vice-president and co-worker
Mrs. Bob Harrison
General W. H. C. Whiting, in command of the
fortifications of the Cape Fear
Dr. George Thomas, port physician
Captain J. N. Maffitt, commanding the Confed-
erate steamer Lilian
SciPio
Citizens, sailors and stevedores
The Time: September 29, 1862
The Place: The waterfront of Wilmington, North
Carolina
[The wharves are piled high with cotton. Sailors and steve-
dores from the compresses are lounging about. There
is an epidemic of yellow fever and the air is filled
with a pall of heavy black smoke from the burning
tar barrels in the streets. Except for the men on the
wharves, the streets are practically deserted.]
[Mrs. DeRosset and Mrs. Martin enter with market
baskets on their arms, evidently returning from the
morning's shopping.]
Mrs. DeRosset
Isn't it dreadful? $500 for a barrel of flour!
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98 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Mrs. Martin
And $50 for a ham! I don't see how people are to
live with prices so high.
Mrs. DeRosset
I heard this morning of a new substitute for coffee.
It is—
{The conversation is interrupted by the entrance of
General Whiting, who salutes the ladies with a
sweeping how.]
General Whiting
And how are you, good ladies of the town, this
morning?
Mrs. Martin
In excellent health, but there are many sick here,
and many are dying with the yellow fever.
General Whiting
If necessary, have you room for some wounded?
Mrs. DeRosset
Always.
General Whiting
The bockade runner Lilian is expected today from
Bermuda, and I fear that she will have a hard fight
to cross the bar. The cordon of blockading cruisers
grows tighter every day.
^ Running the Blockade, 1862 99
Mrs. DeRosset
We will be ready.
[Mrs. DeRosset and Mrs. Martin go out. Dr.
Thomas enters with a newspaper in his hand.]
General Whiting
What of your patients, doctor?
Doctor Thomas
You know Dr. Dickson died? Bad, bad. Van
Bokkelen is also dead. Read this.
[Handing him the paper.]
General Whiting
[Reading.]
They praise your work very highly.
Doctor Thomas
The praise belongs to the ladies.
[Mrs. Harrison comes in.]
Mrs. Harrison
Have you seen Scipio, Doctor? Good morning,
General Whiting.
'Sprunt'e Chronicles of the Cape Fear River, p. 285.
'There were comparatively few people left in Wilmington during the yellow
fever scourge, as the men were anxious to move their families to safety. Mrs.
DeRosset and Mrs. Martin, though not in the yellow fever epidemic, were, as
noted, conspicuous in their care of the wounded soldiers.
Dr. Dickson and others "remained to nurse the sick during the horror
and few survived." 446 of 3000 inhabitants remaining in the city died within
three months. Sprunt's Chronicles of the Cape Fear River, p. 287.
100 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
General Whiting
Good morning, child, you are looking too pale.
Doctor Thomas
Mrs, Harrison, they need workers at the emergency
hospital. Some wounded are expected.
Mrs. Harrison
Thank you, Doctor, I will go there. And if you
see Scipi
Doctor Thomas
I will send him to you.
[Mrs. Harrison nods and goes out.]
Doctor Thomas
You know, General, neither Mrs. Harrison nor the
darky will believe that Bob is dead. Besides her work
for the soldiers, he is her only comfort. The rascally
negro has been missing for three days, now. I hope
he hasn't left her for good.
[A little boy runs up from the wharf, calling — ]
The Boy
The Lilian is docking !
[A crowd begins to gather as the Lilian moves slowly to
the dock under the burden of her crippled engines,
and moors at the wharf. Captain Maffitt and
others come ashore.]
Running the Blockade, 1862 101
General Whiting
Maffitt! And never a scratch ! Any one hurt?
Captain Maffitt
Never a man, but we had a perilous run!
General Whiting
How did you pass the blockade?
Captain Maffitt
We were in great danger because we were loaded to
the hatch combings with gunpowder for Lee's Army.
Just to the north of Cape Lookout we were chased
and attacked by the Shenandoah. We were on the
point of lowering the boats when a boiler burst, and
we lost sf)eed. She forged ahead in the fog, ignorant
of our position. We limped behind and lost her, hav-
ing been under continuous fire for four hours.
Doctor Thomas
Sounds as though Providence took a hand, doesn't
it, General?
General Whiting
The fog was fortunate.
Captain Maffitt
It was indeed, and it helped us over the bar, too.
We were hailed, and a voice roared at us, "Heave to,
or I'll sink you." They could have done it very easily,
so our bridge shouted back, "Aye, aye, we'll stop our
engines", and while the cruiser thought we were wait-
ing for her boats to be lowered, we slipped under the
cover of the fort.
^Spnint's Derelicts, p. 263 fif.
102 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
General Whiting
Tell me, did you learn anything of the corvette
Florida?
Captain Maffitt
We met her the second night out, came alongside,
and took on some packages of opium for the hospitals.
And when we dipped our ensigns in parting, I think
it was the only time that the Confederate flag has
saluted herself on the high seas/
General Whiting
Captain Morris was well?
Captain Maffitt
Very. He is a gallant spirit, if there ever was one.
Doctor Thomas
He is indeed.
\A diversion is created by the advent of SciPio, who
stumbles down the gang-plank of the Lilian looking
half dead and much bedraggled.]
Doctor Thomas
Why Scipio, where have you been?
SciPio
I done been most 'roun' de worl' by now I reckon!
*Sprunt'8 DertUcts, p. 263 ff.
Running the Blockade, 1862 103
Captain Maffitt
We picked him up the first night out of Bermuda.
He was drifting in a ship's boat out on the open seas,
frightened to death.
SciPio
I sho' wuz. I had done been out dar mos' a month
'thout nothin' ter eat 'cep'en a loaf er bread, an' you
know a loaf er bread aint nothin' ter a nigger what's
got a appetite lak I is got.
Doctor Thomas
How in Heaven's name did you get way out on the
ocean.?
SciPio
I wuz lookin' for Marse Bob, an' I stowed away on
de boat ter go ter Washington an' fin' him. De Cap'n
er de ship warn't no decen' man — he turned me aloose
way out dar, des' ez soon ez he foun' me hidin' down
in the cott'n.
Doctor Thomas
He was a scoundrel!
SciPio
Yassir. An' one night I got awful scared, kaze I
heerd a bell aringin' way off dar. An' I hollered, an'
a big boat come along an' picked me up. An' dar on
it was Marse Jeems, whut useter play wif Miss Agnes.
'James Sprunt, purser of the Lilian.
The run of the Lilian here de3cribed actually occurred at a later date,
1864, but it is placed at this time for dramatic eflect.
104 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
General Whiting
Well, Scipio, Miss Agnes wants to see you now.
SciPio
Yassir, I'm agoin'!
[Scipio runs out. Dr. Thomas, General Whiting
and Captain Maffitt go out at the left. The
crowd of onlookers has dispersed.]
THE THIRD EPISODE
The Fall of Fort Fisher, 1865
(165)
Thus fell Fort Fisher after three days' battle un-
paralleled in the annals of the war.
[Sprunt: Chronicles of the Cape Fear River, p. 384;
General Whiting's official report of the taking of
Fort Fisher on the night of the 15th of January, 1865.]
(106)
EPISODE III.
all|p Jail of Jort 3Ft0l|?r, lBfi5
The Characters:
General Braxton Bragg, who had replaced Gen-
eral Whiting
Aides of General Bragg
Bob Harrison
Agnes Harrison
SciPio
Citizens of Wilmington
The Time: January 15, 1865
The Place: A street in Wilmington, North Carolina
General Bragg
Is everything ready for the review?
The Aide
Yes, sir.
General Bragg
Tell Mrs. Bragg to leave town. There is no danger,
but it is best to be prepared for the worst. Tell her
to get everything ready, and when the review is over
I will come to see her off.
The Aide
Yes, sir.
[He goes out.]
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108 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Another Aide
You think there is danger of Fort Fisher falling?
General Bragg
Not the least in the world. If there were, do you
think I would be reviewing the troops? I would have
listened to Whiting's letter and to the suggestions of
Hoke, and posted them at the Point. But I do not
worry.
[He laughs.]
The Aide
What if Fisher should fall?
General Bragg
Then, as the Richmond paper says, "Goodbye, Wil-
mington."
The Aide
You place all faith in Fisher, then?
General Bragg
Why shouldn't I? They have been firing at the
Fort for four years, and they haven't hurt it yet. Come
along! It would never do for me to be late to the
review.
[They go off.]
[Guns are heard booming in the distance. Several
citizens enter.]
The Fall of Fort Fisher, 1865 109
The First Citizen
Fisher is in danger.
The Second Citizen
I fear so.
[They pass on. A Confederate Soldier enters,
limping. His uniform is old and torn, his face
covered with a straggly heard. He sits for a moment
on a box to rest, looking about with an air of intense
longing, SciPio enters.]
[Rising.]
The Soldier
Scipio !
Yassir.
SciPio
The Soldier
Where is
your
mistress?
Scipio
Fo' de love er Gawd, ef it ain't Marse Bob! Yassir,
de missus and me, we ain't never b'Heved you wuz
dead, no sir, we knowed you wasn't.
Harrison
What?
Scipio
Yassir, eb'rybody else said we wuz plum' crazy,
but we kep' er tryin' ter fin' —
110 A Pagean oj the Lower Cape Fear
Harrison
Take me to Miss Agnes, right now. No, I have a
commission. You go find her.
The Third Citizen
[Coming in.]
Bob Harrison?
Harrison
The same.
The Third Citizen
How? I can't understand.
Harrison
I was wounded and left dying on the field, made
prisoner, and finally recovered. I was exchanged,
and landed yesterday at Fort Fisher. Colonel Lamb
sent me up today to ask Bragg to send General Hoke's
men back to aid the Fort.
The Third Citizen
How goes the fight?
Harrison
The Fort is doomed.
The Third Citizen
I'll take you to Bragg at once.
[A Courier from the Fort rushes in.]
The Fall of Fort Fisher, 1865 111
The Courier
Fort Fisher has fallen!
Harrison
Fallen?
The Courier
Colonel Lamb is mortally wounded, and General
Whiting made prisoner.
{Exclamations of dismay from the citizens.]
The Courier
The General seeing the Federal flags planted on the
traverses, called on the troops to follow him. They
fought hand to hand, and took one traverse. Just
as the General was climbing the other and had his
hand on the Yankee flag to tear it down, he fell, wound-
ed in two places. A half hour later Colonel Lamb
was shot through the hip. In the hospital he said,
"I shall never surrender," and General Whiting re-
plied, "If you die. Lamb, I will assume command,
and I will never surrender."
Harrison
And yet it fell?
The Courier
Major Reilly made the last gallant stand, and his
men did all that mortal men could do.
[Agnes Harrison enters with Scipio.]
^Sprunt's Chronicles of the Cape Fear River, p. 386.
112 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Mrs. Harrison
Bob!
[They embrace.]
Harrison
Agnes !
SciPio
Yassir, I done tole her dat ef she'd quit cryin' you'd
bring her some'n pretty. I hope you got lots er things
out er dem Yankees, kaze now they's done got every-
thing we used ter have.
[Harrison, Mrs. Harrison and Scipio go out.]
[Enter Bragg ivith his aides.]
[The Courier comes in, and salutes.]
The Courier
Fort Fisher has fallen, sir.
General Bragg
Fisher fallen? Well then Wilmington, goodbye!
2Il|f Sttt^rluii^
[The Spirit of Wilmington, Venture, Courage
and Loyalty advance to the center of the stage fol-
lowed now by the Attendant Spirits, with gold
colored scarfs. At the Spirit of Wilmington's
command they dance out, returning immediately
with Progress, likewise in gold, with a ship's
model in her arms.]
The Spirit of Wilmington
Spirits, go on dancing feet
That our hearts and hands may greet
Whom you bring to join our train —
Progress — or all else were vain.
Progress
Wilmington behind me stand
Whene'er a crisis is at hand.
You bravely stood, as nations know,
At call to arms four years ago.
Now that peace has come once more,
Turn your gaze upon our shore ;
See our port, a growing pride,
Foreign vessels side by side
With our boats; and ship-yards vast.
May the Future bless the Past!
[The Spirit of Wilmington retires to the dais, Ven-
ture, Courage, Loyalty, Progress and the
Attendant Spirits grouped about her.]
(113)
Sijf a^ourtl? Part
The Present and Future of Wilmington
(US)
THE FIRST EPISODE
The Call to Arms, 1917
(117)
These are the deeds which should not pass away
And names that must not wither, though the earth
Forgets her empires with a just decay.
(118)
EPISODE I.
®Ij? (KaU to Armfi, IBIZ
[In response to the bugler's call to arms, there assembles
a host of soldiers and sailors accompanied by represen-
tatives of the various war time organizations: Red Cross
nurses, canteen workers, motor corps, work-room workers,
home service workers, and Juniors; workers of the National
Special Aid, Salvation Army, Y. M. C. A., Y. W. C. A.,
Boy Scouts, Hemenway Drum and Bugle Corps. The
Service Flag of New Hanover County is unfurled as the
Star Spangled Banner is played.]
(119)
THE SECOND EPISODE
The Future Port of Wilmington
Oil)
Bear in mind
Your labor is for future hours.
Advance! Spare not! Nor look behind!
Plow deep and straight with all your powers!
R. H. H. HoRNE.
(122)
EPISODE II.
®ljf 3\xtmt Port of litlmmgtan
[All the players of the Pageant assemble on the water
front to review the Procession of Ships, suggesting
the future of Wilmington symbolized in the develop-
ment of her port. As the ships pass in review, all
join in singing, America, the Beautiful, with
particular emphasis on the last verse.}
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam,
Undimmed by human tears!
America ! America !
God shed His Grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
(123)
APPENDIX
(124)
QIl|^ piagprB of tl|f Pag^atit.
Act well your part, there all the honor lies Alexander Pope
The Heralds Masters Ernest Beale, Robert Grady, David Harris,
Peter Brown Ruffiti, William Whitehead, Thomas
Darst, Jr., Sothern Hatchell
The Spirit of Wilmington Mrs. Frank Ross
Venture Miss Helen Menzies
The Attendant Spirits Misses Evelyn Harriss, Caroline Bear, Chris-
tine Butler, Dorothy McNair, Elizabeth
Campbell, Ruth DeWilt, Charlotte DeWitt,
Lillian Newell, Mary Bethany Sivley, Mag-
gie Cantwell, Miriam Weeks, Jean McCabe
Watcoosa.__ Mr. Lacy Hunt
Mahaiwee Mrs. A. B. Skelding
Leelinaw Mrs. Walter Storm
Wahgegwanee Mr. James E. McClaren
Medicine Man._ ..Mr. Harry Hubbard
William Hilton Mr. Leslie Hummell
Anthony Long Mr. W. D. MacMillan, Jr.
Peter Fabian._ Mr. Edward Hardin
Indian Chief ...Mr. Henry Number ger
Indian Girls Misses Mazie Vaughan, Mary Lane, Beverly Northrup,
Mary Allen Skelding, Nannie Burr, Bettie Willard,
Lillie VanLeuvan, Nellie Longfellow, Dorothy Old-
ham, Ruth Marshall, Charlotte Maffitt, Margaret Grant,
Mary W. Pearsall, Rachel Hunt, Helen Bleeker, Mary
Scott, Helen Farmer, Kitty Cor belt, Zelle Williams,
Lillian Grant, Anna Love, Louise Dick, Thelma Snipes,
Hazel Knight, Mary Benson, Nellie Goodlet, Rena
Yates, Ideala Crocker, Erma Motte, Janie Pigott,
Emma Greett, Elizabeth Duffy, Nell Hubbard, Francis
Sloan
Indian Boys Masters Roland Divine, Robbins Fowler, Charles Bolles,
Patterson Pretlow, Joel Cook Pretlow, Henry Macmil-
lan, John Cantwell, Lee Morrison, Mangum Turner,
Herbert Goodwin, Joe Stone, David Wilcox, Aubrey
Parsley
Indian Squaws Misses May Wright Taylor, Essie Harriss, Sophie
Northrup, Josie Wright, Gladys Taylor, Mesdames
M. J. Dauer, Edward T. Taylor, W. G. James, Robert
Cantwell, Jr., J. V. Grainger, Clarence Maffitt
Indian Men Representatives of the Red Men
John Maultsby ...Mr. Albert Brown
John Watson Rev. J. E. W. Cooke
Jehu Davis Mr. Fred Poisson
Roger Moore Mr. Roger Moore
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126 A Pageant oj the Lower Cape Fear
Maurice Moore Mr. Maurice Moore
Governor Gabriel Johnston „ Mr. Louis Poisson
Michael Higgins Mr. Hart McKoy
Joshua Granger ....Mr. Laurens Wright
James Wimble Mr. Dorsey Lynch
The Man in the Stockade Mr. George Hewlett
Other Men in the Stockade
Messrs. Wilbur Dosher, William Struthers, Frank Briltian
Citizens Men jrom the Newport Shipbuilding Company
Edward Teach (Blackbeard) Mr. E. E. Graham
Bob Redfield.__ Mr. Thomas R. Ames
Francesco Mr. John Slocumb
Pierre Mr. John Plummer
Roger Mr. Edward Y. Woollen
Pedro Mr. John Hazelhurst
Other Pirates Messrs. Patrick Gerkin, Leader, William Hobbs, George
Dew, John Saunders, Ben Watts, Carl Hill, James
Risen, T. W. Croom, Clarence Pales, William Quin-
livan, Fred Hatch, MacB. Wilson, 0. P. Herring,
Daniel Lockjaw, John Foreman, Grey Hicks, Harris
Courage Mrs. Fred Schiller
Flora Macdonald Miss Mary Hall
Annie Macdonald Miss Florence Alley
George Washington.. Mr. Theodore Empie
Governor Josiah Martin Mr. Warren Saunders
Hugh Waddell Mr. Joseph W. Little
Cornelius Harnett Mr. George Peschau
William Hooper Mr. Jesse F. Roache
Robert Howe Mr. Herbert O'Neill
Alexander Lillington ; Mr. Rufus Hicks
John Ashe._ Mr. Kenneth Burgwyn
James Moore... Mr. Walter Blair
William Campbell Mr. W. W. Black
Francis Clayton Mr. Clayton Giles
John Ancrum Mr. James Hasell McKoy
Robert Hogg Mr. Eugene Beery
Archibald Maclaine Mr. Milton Calder
Frederick Gregg -...Mr. Hargrove Bellamy
William Hill __ Mr. R. D. Cronly, Jr.
Samuel Small Mr. Commodore Chinnis
Sampson Moseley. Mr. Charlcton Symmes
Abner Nash ^...Mr. Kenneth Burgwyn
James Walker Mr. Sidney MacMillan
Colonial Ladies Mesdames Clayton Giles, A. S. Williams, Thomas H.
Wright, Sidney MacMillan, F. B. Gault, J. B. Hat-
chell, Thomas Green, Philip Delano, John L. Ham-
mer, Henry Taylor, Misses May Hardin, Elizabeth
Sloan
The Players of the Pageant 127
Dancers in the M-mxrE/iMisses Katherine Elliot, Mary Giles Bellamy,
Lucy Murchison, Ruth Pleasants, Mary Pic-
kett, Fannie Grainger, Harriet Bellamy, Alice
Walker
Messrs. W. Foivler Morrison, Sam Norlhrup,
Walker Taylor, Jr., R. Willard Cantwell,
Thomas R. Whitehead, John Dennen Corbett,
J. Larry O'Neill, James Ha sell McKoy,
Maurice Moore
Zip Coon Mr. William Ham^annon
Old Dan Tucker Mr. Sam Ruark
Other Fiddlers The High School Orchestra
Messrs. George Leftwick, Kenneth Scott, William King
Butler... Levi
Governor William Tryon _ ..Mr. Cyrus Hague
William Pennington Mr. Emmett Bellamy
Negro Slaves The High School Orchestra
Militia... Men from Delgado and the High School
Parker Qthnce Mr. Robert Cantwell
George Moore Mr. John Murchison
Couriers Messrs. George Pick, David Bradshaw, John Bunn, James
Rtissell, Montrose Hinnant, Elmore Hinnant, Thomas H.
Wright, Robert Tate
Colonial Girls Misses Amanda Springs, Katharine Brothers
Loyalty Mrs. Hugh Colder
Bob H.4RRISON Mr. David Oliver
Agnes Harrison Miss Katherine Taylor
W. L. DeRossett Mr. Burke Bridgers
James I. Metts — Mr. Edwin Metts
O. P. Meares.__ Mr. Robert Williams
C. Cornehlson Mr. Charles Parmelee
James Ste\t:nson - Mr. T. E. Brown
John L. Cantwell Mr. Paul Cantwell
C. A. Wiggins Mr. Octave Wiggins
Henry Savage ...Mr. James Durham
Mrs. Armand De Rosset Miss Jane MacMillan
Confederate Ladies Misses Crowingshield, Annie Balzcr, Carrie Too-
mer, Theodosia Cantwell, Athalia Bunting,
Mesdames J. Gilchrist McCormick, H. E. Rodg-
ers, James Durham, M. A. Spooner, M. M.
Riley, Fred Willefs, Robert Williams, J. I.
Campbell, Thomas Speeden, A. M. Hall, Daniel
Lockfaw, Ledley Symmes, R. H. Hubbard,
Misses Burnett Owens, Marie Lockfaw, Eliza
Davis
Bridesmaids Misses Laura Parsley, Kate Faison, Julia Faison, Sue
Lovering, Margaret Elliott, Marjorie Willard, Mela
Rountree, Carolyn Northrup, Sue Northrup
128 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Flower Girls Misses Elsie Cleve, Mahle Gore, Mollie Holton, Mary
Wilson, Aletha Ellis, Connie Watson, May Walters,
Matlie Fergus, Alberla Batson, Beltie Jenkins, Naomi
Penny, Annie McDaniels, Hazel Smith, Lucille Smith,
Mary Huey, Geneva Matthews, Minnie Sandlin, Edith
Walters, Minnie Jones, Leonora Mills, Thelma John-
son, Mary Etta Marshburn, Vera Milton, Maurine
Dyer, Nannie Capps, Margaret Mote, Pauline Futch,
Thelma Shephard, Mary Lewis McNaull
Confederate Men Wilmington Lodge of Elks
Plantation Slaves Colored Spiritual Singers
Mrs. Alfred Martin Mrs. James Sears
W. H. C. Whiting Mr. James F. Sears
George Thomas Mr. George Thomas
John Newland Maffitt Mr. Clarence Maffitt
A Boy Mr. Frank Hall
James Sprunt Mr. Peter Brown Ruffin
Braxton Bragg Gen. James L Metts
Aides Messrs. Fred E. Little, J. 0 Reilly
Boys in the Street Messrs. Jack Sullivan, Walter Been, Charles,
Peschau, James Allen, James E. Holten, Tom
Croom, Daniel Ellis
Citizens Messrs. R. H. Hubbard, John Hall
Progress Mrs. Cyrus Hague
The Spirit of War Miss Rosa Thompson
The Nation.... Miss Bessie Burkheimer
Participants in the 1917 Call to Arms, Representatives of the various
patriotic organizations
A pageant of tir? ICowi^r (Enpe Iftwc
Under the Direction of
ELIZABETH B. GRIMBALL
Executive Committee
Mr. James H. Cowan, Chairman (Chamber of Commerce)
Mrs. John DeWitt (North Carolina Sorosis)
Mrs. Louis T. Moore (Colonial Dames)
Mrs. W. G. Whitehead (United Daughters of the Confederacy)
Mrs. L. B. Sasser (Young Women's Christian Association)
Mrs. Herbert Bluethenthal (North Caiolina Sorosis)
Mr. W. H. Stone (Wilmington Automobile Association)
Major W. A. Graham (Superintendent of the Public Instruction)
Mr. Robert S. Carver (Rotary Club)
Mr. Louis Poisson (Young Men's Christian Assocoation)
Mr. Theodore James (American Legion)
Mr. Fred Banck (Wilmington Lodge of Elks)
Mr. Addison Hewlett (Chairman of the Board of Commissioners of
New Hanover County)
Mr. W. H. Struthers (Kiwanis Club)
Mr. George Honnet (Retail Merchants x\ssociation)
Authors
Mrs. John DeWitt Mrs. Herbert McClammy
Miss Ehza Davis Miss Athalia Bunting
Mrs. Herbert Bluethenthal
Contributors to the Text
Mrs. Malcolm Little Mrs. I. C. Wright
Mrs. O. G. Kelly Mrs. Gaston Phares
Mrs. C. Meister Mrs. J. B. Cranmer
Mrs. E. V. H. Peschau Miss Margaret Gibson
Mrs. R. A. Parsley Mrs. Clayton Grant
Mrs. M. G. Saunders Mrs. Henry Bear
Mrs. J. B. Sidbury
Cast Committee
Mrs. W. G. Whitehead, Chairman
Mrs. A. M. Waddell Miss Leonora Cantwell
Mrs. Fred Schiller Miss Carrie Myers
Mrs. J. V. Grainger Miss Jennie Murchison
Mrs. A. M. Hall Mr. James H. Cowan
Mrs. Sidney MacMillan Col. Walker Taylor
Mrs. Lawrence Sprunt
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130 A Pageant of the Lower Cape Fear
Costume Committee
Mrs. Louis T. Moore, Chairman
Mrs. E. K. Bryan Mrs. Clarence Maffitt
Mrs. D. C. Love Miss Kate Fairley
Mrs. Andrew Harriss Mr. V. B. Rann
Mrs. James Menzies
Dancing Directors
Miss Leonora Cantwell Miss Bessie Burkheimer
Director of Lighting
Mr. Raymond Hunt
Director of the Chorus
Mr. E. H. Munson
Spiritual Singers
Rev. Frank Dean
Auditorium Committee
Mr. C. C. Chadbourn, Chairman
Mr, Herbert A. Lynch Mr. James Wade
Mr. James F. Cause Major J. R. D. Matheson
Publicity Committee
Mrs. E. B. Burkheimer, Chairman
Mr. James Cruikshank Mrs. J. B. Sidbury
Mr. Thos. H. White Miss Margaret Gibson
Ship Committee
Capt. Jas. S. Williams, Chairman
Mr. C. D. Maffitt Mr. Fleet Williams
Mr. E. A. Metts
Book Committee
Mrs. Herbert Bluethenthal, Chairman
Mrs. L. B. Sasser Mr. Robert Carver
Mrs. John DeWitt Mr. John DeWitt
Finance Committee
Mr. C. VanLeuven, Chairman
Mr. J. F. Roache Mr. J. Holmes Davis
Mr. E. Fred Banck Mr. Clarence LeGrand
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