Practical Joke that Became National
How A Florida Official Removed A United States Official.
Of Captain Albert Willard many good stories are told.
Among others, “I recall one that happened shortly after the civil war when Willard was residing in Cedar Key. He was a good sailor and had commanded a steamer in the passenger trade between Havana and Cedar Key, but at that time was in the mercantile business at the later point.
Three or four of his friends from the north came down on a visit to him and he took them on a cruise in a very handsome, staunch sailboat that he had, fishing and hunting along the gulf coast, with which coast no man was better acquainted than he, being a thorough hunter and fisherman.
It happened that at that time Anclote-light had a change of keepers, and the old keeper that had been there twenty years or more had, through a political deal, been removed and a new keeper established, who had been in the position about a week. The old keeper had removed with his family to the main land, about a mile away. Captain Willard landed at the lighthouse and telling the keeper that this was a board of lighthouse inspectors he proceeded to examine the lights, etc., and finally gave instructions to the keeper to come before the board on the main land for examination and trial.
The old keeper prepared a sumptuous repast under the great live oak trees, , and produced some of the finest of smuggled brandy, wine and cigars.
The new keeper came before the pseudo board, was examined at length and learnedly by the members thereof; was dismissed from his position as incompetent, and ordered to leave the lighthouse immediately, which he did, and the old lighthouse keeper was re-established.
Hoisting his sail, the captain was cruising down the coast when he noticed afar off a sail. On closer examination through his glasses he found out she was a lighthouse tender. Turning to his friends the captain said:
“Boys, we are in trouble, and the best thing for me to do is land you all on an island here, while I go in and find out what the result of this boat trip is.”
Now it happened that these same friends, a few years before, had taken their friend, the captain, with them to Niagara Falls, and carrying him under the water fall had suddenly extinguished the lights, and with the guides had left him there to two to three hours’ solitude. The result of which joke had cost the captain many a bottle of champagne; and so the island that he chose to maroon his friends on was a sandy island with a few piles of oyster shells to form high spots above high water, and a very few stunted trees, and-----solitude.
The captain sailed away, and that night ran into Cedar Key, hid his boat and proceeded to call on his friend, the collector of the port.
Here he found that his action had created a great furor. Orders had been received from the treasury department to capture him at any cost, whatever. The whole patrol of the gulf coast had been ordered to be on the lookout for him, and the collector said to him:
“Captain, you have played the very devil this time, sure!”
After waiting a day or two for better information, the captain sailed back to his Robinson Crusoe friends, and found, as he expected, that they had had experiences which more than compensated him for his trip under the waterfall. Between the deer flies, sand flies and mosquitos, their faces were hardly recognizable; but they were so glad to see the captain and get away from the island that they very shortly forgot all their troubles, and the new dangers which the captain told them of were as nothing to those of the Devil’s Island which they had left behind and as one of them stated, he “would rather spend ten years in the penitentiary than one more night in that cursed place.”
The captain took them to Cedar Key at night, locked them in a box car attached to a freight train, and supplied them with food and drink, and imposed the necessity of the greatest quiet upon them. The captain who had taken the engineer and train crew into his confidence, then went back and went to sleep in the caboose.
Arriving at Baldwin, Florida, near Jacksonville, the captain got together five or six of his old friends, and telling them that they must act as United States marshals, he had them seize his box car friends and lock them up as prisoners of the United States government, charged with treason, allowing no communication with the outside world.
He then proceeded to Jacksonville, and after an interview with his senior United States senator, made arrangement to go on to Washington with him. Before doing so, however, he went down to Baldwin and had a jail delivery, shipping his friends away to their Northern homes, very much delighted with their escape from the toils of the law and Florida adventures.
Arriving in Washington the captain with the Senator called on the assistant secretary of War, who was a very estimable gentleman. The senator introduced to the secretary his friend Captain Albert Willard of Florida. Jokingly, the secretary said, “You are not the desperado of that name who is now being hunted for in Florida?” The captain assured the secretary that he was. He was very much astonished but after he had listened to the captain’s story of the trial of the lighthouse keeper, of the plight and of the flight of his friends the secretary laid back and laughed and laughed and said that on account of the story he would have to see that he was forgiven, and this was done, but not until the captain had told the secretary of War, the head of the lighthouse department and the President, his story, which in his droll manner and inimitable style caused them to be convulsed with laughter and he was allowed to go thence warned never to repeat the offence.
Author: O. T. Green
Source: Ocala Banner: 4-7-1905
Transcribed, Formatted and Submitted by
Linda Flowers - 10-6-2016
A Sketch of Old St. Joseph
A Town Lost in Oblivion Coming to the Front Again
Sunday on our way home from Lagoon’s Co’s still we ran
through the town
site of old St. Joseph where Mr. T. H. Stone is preparing to open up a
farm. The old place looked quite lively. We found fifteen buildings and
or more tents and palmetto camps of the fishermen. In the bay were
ships, consisting of cruisers and torpedo boats. There were some twenty
smacks from Mobile, Pensacola, Apalachicola and St. Andrews. There were
schooners and other craft, row boats and launches plying the bay and
year ago we passed there and nothing was in sight. Quite a change to
cruisers, drawing about twenty feet maneuvering over the bay.
Nearly seventy years ago this was one of the foremost places in the south, containing anywhere up to 5000 inhabitants. Here it was the constitutional convention of this state was held. Here it was that the first railroad in Florida and the third in the United States was built, but the dreaded scourge, yellow fever, in 1832 to 1848 and storm and tidal wave in 1856, swept the place out of existence, and for fifty years, deer, cattle and other animals roamed over the once flourishing city.
Here is the fine bay, large enough to hold a navy, the deepest water, naturally, of any bay on the Gulf of Mexico. When Mr. Duffie builds his road there, there will be a larger town than before. Mr. Duffie has an option on 6000 acres of land along the bay and it is rumored that a railroad will be built there within fifteen months. We hope the rumor is true, but there has been rumors and rumors before. Should it prove true, a fine country and harbor will be opened up. Capitalists will do well to look into the surroundings here and be ready to reap a rich reward when the Panama canal is dug.
Author: O. T. Green
Transcribed, Formatted and Submitted by Linda Flowers - 1-14-2017