Pilot lore; from sail to steam . On the same day the James Funck, another SandyHook boat and, like the William Bell, on the lookout for incomingships, was captured by the same privateer. In both cases the pilotshad believed the Tallahassee to be fair commercial prize for pilotageand the competing pilots had engaged in a merry race to be first atthe Tallahassees side. The William Bell had won the race and it — 13 — T7 <^-^ V7 6-^6-66 r\. \J U W W -6- VJ XJ /Z\ V was while her pilot was doing involuntary and unwilling pilot dutyfor the Confederate ship that the James Funck came up, quiteuncon
Pilot lore; from sail to steam . On the same day the James Funck, another SandyHook boat and, like the William Bell, on the lookout for incomingships, was captured by the same privateer. In both cases the pilotshad believed the Tallahassee to be fair commercial prize for pilotageand the competing pilots had engaged in a merry race to be first atthe Tallahassees side. The William Bell had won the race and it — 13 — T7 <^-^ V7 6-^6-66 r\. \J U W W -6- VJ XJ /Z\ V was while her pilot was doing involuntary and unwilling pilot dutyfor the Confederate ship that the James Funck came up, quiteunconscious of the fact that the William Bell had already been con-fiscated. This days eventful happenings makes quite a story in itself andwe quote the very best authority possible under the circumstances,Colonel John Taylor Wood, who commanded the Tallahassee on hercommerce-destroying cruise and who later wrote about the capturesoff Sandy Hook in a brilliant article in the Century Magazine,nearly twenty-five years later. —14. J5l PILOT BOAT WILLIAM BELL Being chased by the Confederate privateer Tallahassee, August 12, 1864- AN ECHO OF THE CIVIL WAR AFTER recording his trip up the coast after the Tallahassee hadbeen placed in commission on July 20, 1864, during which hiscommerce-destroying cruiser put out of the running a numberof sailing ships, Colonel Wood tells of the events that occurred onAugust 12th. Standing over towards Fire Island Light, writesthe Colonel, we found seven sail in sight. One ran down towardsus, which we recognized at once as a New York pilot boat. Sheluffed to under our quarter, launched a small boat and a few minuteslater a large, well-dressed man in black, with a high hat, heavy goldwatch-guard, a small valise, and a bundle of papers under his arm,stepped over the side. As he did so his eyes glanced up at our flagat the peak, which was lazily unfolding in a light breeze. My God!what is that? What ship is this? said he, turning to me. TheConfederate c
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