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Stories of Acadia - Birch Bark Series - Pirate's Plunder by Rev. W.B. Bezanson (1924) Land of Acadia has many fine harbours and bays, to which are related stirring tales of treasure and tragedy. That these shores in the early days were the haunts of pirate ships is historically true.  Captain Kidd and other pirates are fixed characters in the history of this country. The white man, when he first came to the land of Acadia, found here the Micmac Indians. They were a fine race physically and worthy of the appellation "noble Redman."  As hunters they could not be excelled; as foes they were relentless; as friends none could be more faithful. Their canoes, bows and moccasins were real works of art. All the harbours mountains lakes and rivers of the land were well known to them; and many of them to this day bear their India names. Many years ago a Micmac Sagamore had a hunting camp on the south shore, not far from the noted Oak Island.  The place had long been the favorite camping ground of the tribe; for at certain seasons the forest abounded with game and Gold River with Salmon. One evening when returning to camp, the Sagmore "Eagle Eye" and another Indian suddenly came upon a brown bear feeding on the berries which grew in abundance on the shore.  The animal, surprised at his evening meal, ran toward the shore, with the Indians in hot pursuit.  As there was no way of escape, he took to the water and swam to an island a short distance away.  The Indians saw him climb the bank and disappear among the great oaks which covered it.  As they had no canoe, further pursuit that night was impossible.  "He will stay there tonight." said Eagle Eye, "and in the morning we will hunt him." As the trail to camp was good, they soon reached it, and related to the rest of their party the incident of the bear.  At the camp fire that night, Eagle Eye, decided to take two men with him, early the next morning, to the island.  He wanted to secure this bear, which would furnish meat for the camp for many days. At dawn the next morning, the Indians landed at the island near where the bear the night before had entered the woods.  They were not long in picking up his trail leading to the interior.  It was not very distinct, for the ground was hard and covered with thick underbrush.  As they followed the trail it brought them to a small clearing near the center of the island.  As the ground was very hard, no trace of the bear could be found.  They must circle the clearing, and find where he again had entered the woods.  However, just as they were about to do this, they were surprised to hear voices from the seashore side of the island.  All interest in the bear hunt ceased at once; for other men were evidently on the island.  They were now concerned to know if these were friends or foes.  Very cautiously they made their way in the direction of the voices.  When they came in sight of the sea they got a greater surprise: they saw standing a little from the shore a large dark ship. Where the Indians stood concealed in the underbrush, they also saw on the shore, not far from them, a number of men with dark faces and heavy beards, and others like them coming from the ship.  These swarthy men soon gathered under a large oak tree, almost sixty years from the shore.  Here one of them made a short speech, which the Indians did not understand.  In the center of company was a ship's pail, and from this they all took a drink, just before they returned to their boat, and the vessel. It was a beautiful autumn morning near the close of September.  The ship's sails were soon spread to the breeze, and in a little while the Indians lost sight of her among the may islands of Mahone Bay.  little did these strangers think, as they sailed away, that eager eyes of other men had watched all their movements that morning on the island.  The Indians, as so as the ship disappeared, went to where these men had landed.  Here they found a ridge of fresh earth leading to the oak, while under the tree there were fresh traces of labour.  On a limb they saw a strange article hanging, and on the ground a heavy piece of ship's rope.  Taking this they hurried back to camp, to tell the other Indians what they had seen that morning on the island. The purpose of strange men on the island long remained a mystery to the Indians.  They often visited the spot, but the strangers seemed never to have returned.  Finally Englishmen began to settle o this shore.  With them came an old Huguenot officer.  This man had fled from France in 1685, when the King revoked the Edict of Nantes.  This officer one day chanced to visit the camp of Eagle Eye, now an old man with his hair whitened by many winters.  He noticed by his camp a piece of ship's rope, worn and weather - beaten.  Very naturally, he inquired where the Indian had found it.  As Eagle Eye when a boy had learned some French, he was able to tell the officer its story.  It greatly interested the Frenchman, for well e knew its meaning.  He very soon gathered a party of white men which Eagle Eye guided to the island, and the oak. The ridge of earth from the shore was gone, for time had leveled it with the rest of the soil; but still under the oak was every trace of man's work, to prove the Indian's story.  On the ground they found an old ship's block and still hanging from the limb was a piece of frayed ship's rope. The next day this party returned to the island, with pickaxes and spades to dig for treasure.  When the got five feet down, they found a cribbing of solid oak plank.  This was surely evidence that they had found the burial place pf Pirate's Plunder; but as they went deeper, and reached sea - level, they were surprised to find that salt water filled their pit and made it impossible for them to continue the work. The ridge of fresh earth, which the Indians found that September morning - did this mark the course of a trench from the sea to the oak tree? Since then many parties have sought here for buried treasure, but saltwater at sea level has always compelled them to abandon their work. Therefore if Eagle Eye and his men saw pirates completing the burying of their plunder, is it no still securely locked in the soil of Oak Island.