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 MANHATTAN
 
 MAN HATTAN 
 
 BY JOSEPH I. C. CLARKE 
 
 T JERE at thy broad sea-gate, 
 AA On the ultimate ocean wave, 
 Where millions in hope have entered in, 
 
 Joyous, elate, 
 
 A home and a hearth to win; 
 For the promise you held and the bounty you 
 
 gave, 
 
 Thou, and none other, 
 I call to thee, Spirit; I call to thee, Mother, 
 A merica ! 
 
 Spirit of world of the West 
 Throned on thy lifted sierras, 
 Rivers the path for thy feet, 
 Forests of green for thy raiment, 
 Wide-falling cascades the film of thy 
 
 veil, 
 Moon-glow and star-flash thy 
 
 jewels, 
 
 Sunrise the gold of thy hair, 
 Sweet was thy lure and compelling. 
 
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 M ANHATTAN 
 
 Europe, pale, jaded, had palled us, 
 Asia, o'ergilded, repelled us, 
 Africa, desert-faced, haunted us, 
 Thou, when in freshness of morning, hadst 
 
 called us 
 And Wanted us, 
 Held us. 
 
 Over the ocean We came then, 
 Wondering, hoping, adoring, 
 Called thee our mother, k* ssm g thy feet, 
 Kindling our love into flame, then, 
 Old loves and old worlds ignoring, 
 Making new bondage sweet. 
 Bless us today, O Mother! 
 
 Hark, how the bells are chiming, 
 How wind the horns, how cymbals clash, 
 And a chorus, in mighty volume timing, 
 To tramping beat that never lags! 
 Heavily booming the cannons flash, 
 And the air is filled with the snapping flags ! 
 10
 
 MANHATTAN 
 
 Where passed the grim Briton with ventur- 
 ing prow 
 In the cycles fled, 
 
 The city that stands like a fortress now, 
 Turreted high by the edge of the water, 
 America's eldest, magnificent daughter, 
 With garlands is twining her brow, 
 For joy that her laughing heart remembers 
 Three hundred red and gold Septembers. 
 
 To catch the glint of her proudest glance, 
 To hear the heartening music of her drum, 
 To see her banners flutter and advance, 
 Glad in the sunrise, let us come. 
 
 Not as came Hudson thro* mists of the sea 
 Dipping and rolling his Dutch-built ship 
 Scanning the landfall with hungering eyes 
 And close-clenched lip, 
 By morning and noon, 
 Creeping past headland and sand-billowed 
 dune, 
 
 11
 
 MANHATTAN 
 
 Wing-weary ghost of a phantom quest, 
 Steering athrill but where waters led West. 
 
 Not as when taking the sweep of the bay, 
 Sparkling agleam in the brave Autumn 
 
 weather, 
 
 Silent of man in the new dawn aquiver, 
 Anchored his lone ship lay. 
 Not as he sailed where the hills draw 
 
 together, 
 Holding his course up the broad-breasted 
 
 river, 
 
 Only the dream of Beyond in his brain, 
 Only the seas of Cathay to attain, 
 On till the narrowed stream told him 't was 
 
 vain. 
 
 Then back as one baffled, undone, 
 Unknowing he'd won by the gate of the 
 
 sea 
 
 The throne of an empire of peoples to be. 
 Peace to his dream that found ghastly close 
 Mid the sheeted wraiths of the Arctic snows! 
 12
 
 MANHATTAN 
 
 Not as came Fulton; even he 
 Came brooding at the level of the sea. 
 Elect among the genius-brood of men, 
 Grandson of Ireland, son of the land of 
 
 Penn, 
 Pale-browed, nursing a great work-day 
 
 dream 
 Harnessing the racers of the deep to 
 
 steam. 
 
 Here first his Clermont turned her paddle- 
 blades, 
 
 And so, our flag above his craft unfurled, 
 He steamed beneath the Palisades, 
 The Father of all steam-fleets of the world. 
 Well may Manhattan glory in his fame, 
 And on her highest roster carve his name, 
 Yet, not as came he, let us come. 
 
 No ; to the skies as on wings 
 Let us rise, 
 
 And come from the East with the faint red 
 dawn, 
 
 13
 
 M ANHATTAN 
 
 Haven and harbor are carpets of trembling 
 gold, 
 
 And the silver mist to the green hills clings 
 
 Till the mounting sun has the web with- 
 drawn, 
 
 And behold! 
 
 The city lifts up to its height at last, 
 
 With frontage of hull and funnel and mast 
 
 In the day's full beam, 
 
 And over the sky-topping roofs in the blue, 
 
 Over the flags of many a hue 
 
 Are waving white pennons of steam. 
 
 We know thee, Manhattan, proud queen, 
 And thy wonderful mural crown, 
 With Liberty islanded there at thy knee, 
 Uplifting her welcome to those who *d be 
 
 free, 
 
 And beckoning earth's trodden-down. 
 We know how the waters divide 
 And unite for thy pride, 
 And the lofty bridges of steel stretch hands 
 
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 MANHATTAN 
 
 To the burg on the height that stands 
 For thy "wealth's overflow : 
 With the freighters creeping between, 
 And the slow, slanted sails slipping to and 
 
 fro, 
 
 As the giants of ocean steam in and go forth. 
 We trace thy slim island reach up to the 
 
 North, 
 
 Its streets in arrowy distance aloom, 
 Its marts, its homes, its far-off tomb; 
 The pleasure-greens dotting thy vesture of 
 
 white, 
 And tower and steeple like spears in the 
 
 light. 
 
 Lift thee, Manhattan, no peer to thy strength, 
 
 Energy crystaled in turrets of stone, 
 
 Force chained to form thro' thy breadth and 
 
 thy length, 
 
 The builders* Gibraltar, the fortress of trade. 
 Might of the mart into monument fashioned, 
 Mammon translated to mountain man-made. 
 
 15
 
 MANHATTAN 
 
 The clouds ever nigher and nigher; 
 
 And the clang of the anvil, the steam-shriek 
 
 impassioned 
 
 Seem calling from girder and frontlet of steel 
 Upward thrown, 
 With the square-chiseled blocks, 
 As they build ever higher and higher, 
 And then, for firm planting thy heel, 
 They delve ever deeper to heart of the rocks. 
 
 Deep in thy vitals the dynamos whirring 
 
 Are feeding thy nerves that are wires, 
 
 Thy tunnels, thy veins, 
 
 Stretch out as the human tide swerves, 
 
 And thy hidden fires 
 
 With the breath of thy bosom stirring, 
 
 Make life in the dark for thy lightning trains. 
 
 And out of it all a new beauty arising, 
 The beauty of force, 
 Winning a triumph beyond thy devising, 
 Height-mad and power-glad, 
 
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 MANHATTAN 
 
 Pinnacled, domed, crenelated, 
 Masonry clambering course upon course 
 To a glory of skyline serrated, 
 Lofty and meet 
 
 For the worship of all the waves laving thy 
 feet. 
 
 Mighty, ay, mighty Manhattan, 
 
 Grown, while Time counted but three 
 arrow-flights, 
 
 From bare strand and woodland and slow- 
 rising knoll 
 
 A handful of redmen encamped on thy 
 heights 
 
 To the city of millions; 
 
 Of millions, too, ever the goal, 
 
 City whose riches are billions, 
 
 Whose might never fails, 
 
 Whom the nations from far off 
 salute, 
 
 And the voice of a continent hails 
 
 On thy festival day! 
 
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 MANHATTAN 
 
 While the cries of the multitude roll 
 
 In praise of thy marble-hewn body majestic, 
 
 Sing to me, Queen, of thy soul! 
 
 Sing of thy spirit, thy mind, 
 
 Remembering then, 
 
 The kernel and not the rind, 
 
 The heat, not the fires. 
 
 We shall not judge thee by thy tallest spires, 
 
 But by the stature of thy men ; 
 
 Not thy great wealth of bales and casks and 
 gold, 
 
 Nor mounting scales of what thou *st bought 
 or sold 
 
 Shall here suffice, 
 
 But riches thine in virtues beyond price : 
 
 Not all thy beauteous daughters costly- 
 gowned, 
 
 But of thy women chastely wived and 
 crowned ; 
 
 Not all thy gold in public service spent, 
 
 But test of equal, honest government ; 
 
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 MANHATTAN 
 
 Not creeds or churches, tabernacles, shrines, 
 But faith that lives and love that shines ; 
 Not courts and Judges multiplied, 
 But Justice throned and glorified; 
 Thy reasons clear before the world avowed, 
 Not voice of easy conscience of the crowd ; 
 Not by thy thousand colleges and schools, 
 But culture greater than their sums and rules ; 
 Not by thy topmost reach of speech and 
 
 song, 
 
 But by their lift to light and art that 's long ; 
 And from the mingling races in thy blood, 
 The wane of evil and the growth of good ; 
 Not the high-seated but the undertrod ; 
 The brother-love of man for man, 
 Ideals, not ambitions, in the van; 
 Not thy lip-worship but the immanence of 
 
 God. 
 
 But we who'd mete thy steps upon the 
 
 heights, 
 And thy soul-message ask 
 
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 M A N H A T 
 
 Know well the battles that thy day's work 
 
 brought. 
 No Greek Atlantis art thou, Plato's 
 
 thought 
 
 Made sudden real; 
 No fair Utopia thou of mounts ideal, 
 Eased of thy burden and thy task 
 With long surmountings in the darkness 
 
 fraught. 
 
 Swift thy foundations grew, but nights of 
 
 tears 
 And days of dark foreboding marked thy 
 
 years. 
 Here freedom battled with the tyrant's 
 
 might, 
 Here Washington Immortal one made 
 
 fight, 
 Here swung the prison ships, and here the 
 
 jail 
 Whose gallows freed the soul of Nathan 
 
 Hale. 
 
 20
 
 MANHATTAN 
 
 The orange flag of Holland flew 
 
 Above thee for a space, 
 Then England's red for decades few 
 
 Flushed crimson in thy face, 
 Until our arms set over thee 
 
 The flag none may displace ; 
 That waving free shall cover thee 
 
 While lasts the human race 
 The flag that to the breeze we threw 
 
 When skies of hope were bare, 
 Its red our blood, the sky its blue, 
 
 Its stars our watchlights there. 
 
 Full oft the ocean harvests at thy doors 
 
 Shed sodden grain upon thy threshing- 
 floors, 
 
 The sound, sweet ears with wild tares 
 reached thee mixed, 
 
 Long-fixed beliefs came hitherward 
 unfixed. 
 
 Long-crushed desires that freedom bids to 
 bloom, 
 
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 MANHATTAN 
 
 The yoke thrown off, for lawlessness made 
 
 room. 
 How could it other? Shorn of lords and 
 
 guides 
 They pressed atow'rd thee over westering 
 
 tides. 
 From lands of Czars and Princes still they 
 
 come, 
 Some young and lusty, open-browed, and 
 
 some 
 
 Oppression-stunted, famine-driven, sad. 
 All praying thee for welcome fair and glad 
 A niche, a shelter, honest toil and home, 
 And these thou givest, Queen beside the 
 
 foam. 
 
 And stout their grateful millions stand on 
 
 guard, 
 Their brain and muscle working thee 
 
 reward 
 
 The solid Dutch, the level English strain, 
 The gifted French, our allies tried and true, 
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 MANHATTAN 
 
 The German staunch, the Kelt of Ireland 
 
 bold, 
 
 Italian fire and Spanish pride ; the Jew 
 Keen-witted, dragging here no Ghetto chain; 
 Each giving thee their lore, their art of old ; 
 Each fired by thee with hopes and raptures 
 
 new. 
 
 And Queen, thy women exquisite, 
 Thy clear-eyed maids, thy mothers pure 
 Pledge of thy greatness sweetly to endure ! 
 By these I bless thee in thy day of joy, 
 Thy wide-thrown halls, thy hospitable 
 
 board, 
 
 Thy heart of anxious service, and the rays 
 Of kindliness within thy bosom stored. 
 No evil shall thy graciousness destroy, 
 And so I bid thee with increasing days 
 No whit thy fair ambitions to abate ; 
 Fulfil thy destiny of good and great. 
 
 Hark, the message of Manhattan's soul! 
 
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 MANHATTAN 
 
 Constant my soul on the hard path of duty, 
 
 Striving to win to the levels above. 
 Longing my soul in the gardens of beauty, 
 
 Eager my soul in the service of love, 
 Tender my soul to the angels of pity, 
 
 Humble my soul to the bearers of light, 
 Fearless my soul at the gates of the city, . 
 
 Stalwart my soul for the ultimate right. 
 
 Mighty my dreams of a city imperial, 
 Radiant, free with an ordered law, 
 Rich, but with mind -gold beyond the 
 
 material, 
 
 Powerful, merciful, just without flaw, 
 Thrift-strong and gentle- voiced, rippling with 
 
 laughter, 
 Song-filled, and thrilled with the triumphs of 
 
 art, 
 
 Poverty banished, and now and hereafter, 
 Peace in my bosom, joy in my heart. 
 
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 HENRY HUDSON
 
 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 BY ELBE 
 
 H U B B 
 
 R D 
 
 ISTORY tells us that we 
 belong to the Aryan Race, 
 and the Aryan Race had its 
 beginnings on the uplands 
 of India. There men multi- 
 plied. The conditions were 
 right soil, sunshine, water. 
 But the food-supply did not 
 keep pace with the growth 
 of population. And besides, there grew up 
 the leisure class, which showed its power 
 by a conspicuous waste and a conspicuous 
 leisure. This class is made up of two elements 
 the soldier and the priest. Both are para- 
 sites, and when they have their undisputed 
 way, are tyrants. 
 
 To find freedom and bread, men swarmed. 
 There were six principal migrations from 
 India, as follows: the Egyptian, the Assyrio- 
 Semitic, the Greco-Roman, the Teutonic, 
 the Celtic, the Norse. 
 
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 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 Civilization had its rise in Egypt, where the 
 city of Memphis once ruled the world & 
 Memphis was the educational, the financial, 
 the artistic hub of the universe. 
 When Moses led the Children of Israel out 
 of captivity, fifteen centuries before Christ, 
 Memphis was already falling into decay. 
 Civilization had moved on, and younger 
 blood, that carried a redder hue, was in the 
 saddle. Babylon and Nineveh had siphoned 
 the best of Egyptian youth and genius. 
 Note how Egypt grown old, senile, and sat- 
 isfied with her own achievements could not 
 afford Moses room to exercise his powers. 
 He had to go out into the desert in order to 
 find space in which to breathe, and in which 
 to formulate a moral code having enough of 
 the saving formaldehyde of commonsense 
 to make it last thirty-five centuries and more. 
 fl Memphis lies buried beneath a hundred 
 feet of drifting sands. The broken fragments 
 of Babylon and Nineveh strew the plains. 
 
 30
 
 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 Civilization pushed on and we get the 
 glory that was Greece. The armless and 
 headless marbles in the British Museum 
 symbol the splendor of her dreams. Greece 
 for a time ruled the world, and Athens was 
 the center of art, philosophy and finance. 
 Alexander, captain-general of the Greek 
 forces, conquered the world and then died 
 sighing for more worlds to conquer. 
 Greece lived her little day; and then the 
 Romans overran her borders and tumbled 
 her priceless marbles from their pedestals, 
 thinking they were gods. 
 Rome subjugated the world or at least all 
 she could find of it. And having succeeded 
 she sat back and got lime in her bones, and 
 worshiped the god Terminus, telling of the 
 things she had done in the days agone. 
 This gave the barbarian his chance, and the 
 Goths and Vandals played pitch and toss 
 with the things that had brought her fame. 
 flln the year Five Hundred after Christ, we 
 
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 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 find Constantinople supreme, with Justinian 
 and Theodora dividing the power of the 
 world between them. 
 
 Then were cast those four bronze horses, 
 which now ornament the portals of Saint 
 Mark's in Venice. 
 
 The marauding Norse, those wolves of the 
 sea, coveted the horses, so they took them 
 by divine right. They also annexed about 
 everything else that was portable j* And 
 behold! Venice, throned on her hundred 
 isles, becomes mistress of the seas, the center 
 of art and light and education. Hers was the 
 badge of power, hers the pomp and circum- 
 stance of war. 
 
 But not forever. Spain is forging to the front, 
 and the Moor and the Jew are combining 
 to construct the Alhambra j* Read your 
 Washington Irving! flWhen Venice built her 
 Ghetto she planted the germs of decay. 
 Power moved on, and Granada was the 
 capital of the world. 
 
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 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 In that unforgetable year, Fourteen Hundred 
 Ninety-two, we find Columbus, the Genoese, 
 writing to Queen Isabella this letter which 
 is now in our possession: "Now that you 
 have succeeded in driving the Jews from 
 Spain, I make bold to call your attention to 
 my own petty affairs,** etc. 
 Alas, the pretty compliment of Columbus, 
 designed for the shell-like ear of Isabella, 
 was true! She had succeeded in driving the 
 Jews from Spain, and already Spain was 
 where Memphis stood when the air got so 
 full of patchouli that Moses had to go. 
 Imagine, if you please, some satrap writing 
 a letter to Pharaoh congratulating him thus: 
 "Now that you have succeeded in driving 
 the Jews from Egypt,** etc. 
 
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 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 THE RISE OF HOLLAND 
 
 TORQUEMADA made the gutters 
 of Granada run ankle-deep with the 
 blood of the Jews, and Holland 
 welcomed the refugees. 
 And as Spain declined in power and prestige, 
 Holland grew great. 
 
 The center of the world's stage shifts now to 
 Amsterdam. From Sixteen Hundred for 
 nearly a hundred years Holland was the 
 Schoolmaster of the world. Holland taught 
 England how to read and write, how to 
 print and bind books and how to paint 
 pictures. 
 
 In Sixteen Hundred Nine, England was a 
 pioneer country, forging to the front in a 
 rude and crude way. She had the ambition 
 and the restless desire of youth. But Holland 
 had the art, the education, the philosophy 
 and the money. 
 
 In portraiture Holland struck thirteen. The 
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 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 work done by Rembrandt, Rubens and 
 Frans Hals stands supreme today, even 
 after these three hundred years. 
 Art is born of the surplus that business men 
 accumulate. The business men of Holland 
 were favorable to the portrait-painter. He 
 immortalized many of them on canvas, and 
 they live for us only because some great 
 artist painted their pictures. 
 The Plantins of Antwerp and Amsterdam, 
 the great bookmakers, were then getting 
 under way. 
 
 In those days a printer was somebody. 
 Printers went into business in order to 
 express their ideas. The very word "com- 
 positor" carries the thought < The man 
 composed his mind and set up his thoughts 
 in type at the same time. Peter Plantin was 
 a printer. He was also a great geographer. 
 He made a close and complete map of the 
 world, and wrote a book on the formation 
 of the earth. 
 
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 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 The Plantin printshop is now the Plantin 
 Musee at Antwerp, the property of the State. 
 In this most rare and curious old printery 
 you will get the books and maps of Peter 
 Plantin. And in one of these maps you will 
 see the coast-line of America. The country 
 was very narrow according to this map, 
 which was made in Sixteen Hundred Seven. 
 Piercing the land were inlets leading out 
 into great lakes or bays; and just on the 
 other side was the Pacific Ocean. The whole 
 country was supposed then to be about like 
 the Isthmus of Panama, where Balboa stood 
 and looked over to the Pacific. And across 
 the Pacific, at a distance of less than half 
 the way across the Atlantic, was India 
 India, the land of silks and teas India, the 
 land of gold and spices, of gems and 'broid- 
 eries <* j* 
 
 To reach this land of wealth without going 
 around the Southern point of Africa was 
 the problem. 
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 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 Columbus had discovered land, but had 
 failed in his attempt to find the passage to 
 India, and had died in chains. Amerigo 
 Vespucci had discovered the continent, but 
 had been unable to pierce it with his ships. 
 The Cabots said that if they had had a few 
 days they could have traversed the woods and 
 stood upon what we call the Alleghany 
 Mountains and looked down on the peaceful 
 Pacific beyond & The Indians had told 
 them they could do this. But three difficul- 
 ties lay in the way of getting valuable infor- 
 mation from the Indians one was that the 
 Indians did not know, the second was that 
 they did not care, and the third was that the 
 white man could not understand them, any- 
 way & & 
 
 But that the Pacific was just "over there," 
 as the Indians affirmed, was the belief of the 
 Plantins, and of the thinking men of the 
 world & *s* 
 
 England, young and lusty, was reaching out 
 
 37
 
 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 for this get-rich-quick route to China and 
 India < * 
 
 Holland knew that if England found the 
 route she would claim it by right of discov- 
 ery, and might block it against the world. 
 England had just wrecked the Spanish 
 Armada, and her nose was in the air. 
 Holland had the art and she had the books, 
 but she had traded brawn for brain, so she 
 lacked the blood that makes an explorer. 
 What then? Why, hire some steeple-jack of 
 the sea to find this quick route. 
 
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 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 THE ENGLISH ADVENTURER 
 
 hANGING on the walls of the Plantin 
 Musee, close by the portrait of Peter 
 Plantin, is a picture of "Hendrik 
 Hudson, the Dutch Explorer." Let 
 the fact be noted that Hendrik Hudson 
 was not a Dutchman J& He was born in 
 England, of English parents, and his remote 
 ancestry was Danish. 
 
 He had made two trips to Greenland on a 
 commission to sail around the North end of 
 America and go through to India. He had 
 reached as high a latitude as eighty degrees, 
 but had then been turned back by the ice. 
 The man who can sail through the North 
 Pole will reach the Pacific and India, all 
 right & & 
 
 Hudson's feat was a disappointment, but 
 the wily Dutch said we work by elimination. 
 There is a middle passage. 
 When the Indians had told of the sea "just 
 
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 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 over there," they had in mind the Great 
 
 Lakes & & 
 
 What more natural than to suppose that 
 
 these lakes had an outlet on the Western 
 
 side into the Pacific! Indians did not travel 
 
 far, and they were not interested in India. 
 
 The name "Indian" was given them by a 
 
 worthy explorer who thought that he had 
 
 discovered India. 
 
 Several of the rich merchants of Amsterdam 
 
 made up a purse, and sent a man over to 
 
 London to hire this man Henry Hudson, 
 
 who had no fear of the unknown. 
 
 They found him living in a boathouse on 
 
 the Thames. He was poor in purse, and 
 
 without a talent for getting on, but he was 
 
 full of the enthusiasm of discovery. 
 
 Out in the Rocky Mountains one can find 
 
 the typical prospector, who prospects all his 
 
 life and dies at last alone in the mountains. 
 
 He is brave, hopeful, restless, but failure 
 
 is his fate. It becomes the habit of his life. 
 
 40
 
 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 Hudson was living with his wife and three 
 children in what would have been absolute 
 want were it not for the kind hearts of the 
 ship-captains whose boats were anchored 
 near. 
 
 These men who skirted the coast were sen- 
 sible and sane. They sailed only the seas 
 that were mapped, and always were in sight 
 of land. 
 
 Hudson craved the unknown. The others 
 respected him yes, but they touched their 
 foreheads with the tip of a forefinger as he 
 passed. 
 
 Hudson had lost money for everybody who 
 had trusted him. Only a year before this, 
 those merry knights who founded James- 
 town had asked him to join them, but 
 Hudson had scorned their invitation. 
 His wife believed in him, because she par- 
 took of his delusions, as loving women are 
 prone to do. 
 Hudson was no longer young. His red beard 
 
 41
 
 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 was streaked with white, his ruddy face was 
 seamed with lines of care, his blue eyes had 
 lost a little of their luster looking out on the 
 snow and ice of the North. 
 He was the typical stubborn, freckled, sandy 
 Englishman who never knows when he is 
 whipped. 
 
 The English blood carries a mighty persist- 
 ent corpuscle. 
 
 The modern British breed is made up of a 
 cross between the Saxon and the Norse, 
 with a dash of the Celt to give it a flavor. 
 |A11 the English names beginning with the 
 letter "H" have come down from the Norse, 
 or the Danish, which for us is the same 
 thing. The name of William the Conqueror 
 was Hubba, and among his followers were 
 men who bore the following names: Hume, 
 Howells, Howard, Harkness, Hildebrand, 
 Hood, Holman, Hughson, Harding, Holmes, 
 Hudson, Herbert, Henderson, Henry, Hub- 
 bard. The ending "-bert" is a Saxon ending; 
 
 42
 
 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 but the initial " H " is Norse. It was the intro- 
 duction of this letter "H" that threw the 
 English tongue in the air, and the sons of 
 'aughty Halbion 'ave n't yet got it straight- 
 ened out, you know. 
 
 Names beginning with "E," like Ellison, 
 Eldridge, Ellsworth, Elbert, Elberta,Ethelred, 
 Ethelbert, Ethelstan, Ensign, Ernest, are 
 Saxon < & 
 
 Hudson seemed to be the surviving spirit of 
 those " wolves of the sea," who discovered 
 America about the year One Thousand, and 
 built a monument or two along the coast of 
 Rhode Island and then sailed away on adven- 
 tures new. 
 
 They knew that if they remained they would 
 have to pay taxes to the Irish, and so they 
 moved on. 
 
 The Hollanders liked Hudson, and as he 
 was out of a job, waiting for something to 
 turn up, he hired out to the Dutch. This 
 agent was acting for the Dutch East India 
 
 43
 
 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 Company, a trust made up of six separate 
 companies, one in each city, as follows: 
 Amsterdam, Zeeland, Delft, Rotterdam, 
 Hoorn and Enkhuizen. 
 
 An agreement was drawn up and signed. 
 Hudson's wife was to be given eight hun- 
 dred guilders at once, and if her husband 
 did not return in a year she was to get two 
 hundred more. 
 
 Beyond this, Hudson got nothing but his 
 expenses. A guilder was what to us would 
 be forty cents; so we see that the price 
 Hudson set upon his own life was eighty 
 dollars. This was the sum of his life-insurance. 
 tjlf he found the passage, however ah, 
 now we are getting at it if he found the 
 passage, it was to be named for him, and he 
 was to be the first governor of the territory. 
 ISo Hudson bade his little family a stolid, 
 sailor good-by, and went over to Holland at 
 once to receive his instructions, the syndic 
 taking close care that his man did not escape.
 
 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 fl At Amsterdam he met Peter Plantin, the 
 geographer, and a committee of merchants. 
 C[ Hudson knew all they knew, and his hope 
 was high that there was a passage through 
 to the Pacific somewhere between latitude 
 thirty-eight and fifty degrees. Captain John 
 Smith had been told of this passage by the 
 Indians, and the assurance that the sea was 
 " just over there " was strong in all hearts. 
 He was also very sure that there was a way 
 to go clear around America to the North, but 
 he agreed with the Plantins that the voyage 
 would always be dangerous on account of 
 the cold and ice. 
 
 45
 
 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 THE HALF-MOON'S VOYAGE 
 
 j^"T[ LITTLE ship, the Half -Moon, was 
 
 I set aside for Hudson. The craft 
 
 I suited him. It was staunch and 
 
 strong, and could ride the waves 
 
 like a cockleshell. 
 
 She drew only a few feet of water, and 
 this was well, for sandbars were to be 
 counted on in making " that passage.'* 
 There were eighteen men in the crew nine 
 Dutchmen and nine Englishmen. Hudson 
 stood out for all Englishmen, claiming he 
 must have men who could speak his tongue. 
 A two-day argument followed, and a com- 
 promise was effected. 
 
 On April Fourth, Sixteen Hundred Nine, the 
 Half-Moon hoisted sail and slipped slowly 
 down the Zuyder Zee. 
 
 The news had gone out and half of the 
 population of Amsterdam congregated along 
 the wharves. 
 
 46
 
 HENRY HUDSON 
 
 The Weepers* Tower was filled with rela- 
 tives of the sailors. No one wept for Hudson. 
 His heart did not beat one throb beyond the 
 normal. 
 
 The land faded from view and the Half- 
 Moon was alone on the waste of waters. 
 The log of the voyage still exists. It is written 
 in Dutch, evidently on dictation of Captain 
 Henry Hudson, who now was " Hendrik 
 Hudson, a citizen of the Netherlands/' All 
 of which was evidently a legal expedient 
 designed to make good all Dutch claims, 
 " by right of discovery." 
 Hudson did not obey orders to steer straight 
 West for America. He steered for the Land 
 of the Midnight Sun. He still hoped it was 
 possible to strike here a current that would 
 carry him straight across to the Pacific. 
 On May Nineteenth, after a sail of forty-four 
 days, the crew came to Hudson in a body 
 and demanded that he turn back. 
 One man had died and the sight of the sun 
 
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 that had forgotten how to set was on their 
 nerves j* <* 
 
 The Captain parleyed with them, and set an 
 hour the following day to talk it over. The 
 next day the weather changed for the better, 
 and the spirits of the men rose. Hudson 
 ordered a double ration of grog for all hands, 
 got out his maps and at great length told 
 them of Captain John Smith's idea concern- 
 ing the short inland passage that lay at about 
 forty degrees. 
 
 They consented to sail South, but they must 
 get away from the icebergs and the terrible 
 land where the sun never went down, but 
 remained a blood-red ball in the heavens. 
 Hudson started a song and all joined in as 
 the prow of the Half-Moon was headed 
 South & & 
 
 Sixty-four days they sailed and sailed, when 
 the wooded shores of America came in sight. 
 They entered " a fine harbor," which is now 
 believed to be Casco Bay on the coast of 
 
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 Maine. Here they replaced their mainmast, 
 which had snapped off short in a gale. So 
 far as we know, this was the first attempt 
 to utilize the spruce pine of New England 
 for the uses of civilized man. 
 This beautiful bay was tempting. They put 
 out two small boats and skirted it carefully 
 for signs of an inlet. They killed a deer, 
 which was the first fresh meat they had had 
 except fish. 
 
 After a week's rest, they again put out to sea 
 and skirted the coast slowly down to Cape 
 Cod. A map was made, which reveals the 
 coast-line fairly well; but in some way Boston 
 Harbor was missed, perhaps because the 
 gilded dome of the State House was not 
 there to welcome them. They sailed past 
 Sandy Hook, giving only a casual look at 
 the inlet. 
 
 The Half-Moon reached Delaware Bay and 
 entered, but the signs of an inlet were now 
 propitious, and Hudson decided he would 
 
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 go North and examine the coast with greater 
 care. On the morning of September Second, 
 Sixteen Hundred Nine, he dropped anchor 
 in what we now call the Horseshoe of Sandy 
 Hook. From here he put out with a small 
 boat and three sailors. 
 
 The log reports : " Found a good entrance 
 between two headlands." A drawing is then 
 given, which beyond a doubt is "The 
 Narrows.*' 
 
 Hudson was at home on the open sea, but 
 here he moved with great caution. He feared 
 running his ship upon the sands or rocks, 
 and so we find him going ahead in a small 
 boat with the Half-Moon trailing along slowly 
 as he swings his hat and signals her. 
 He passed Staten Island. Next he reached 
 Manhattan <* Here he put ashore on the 
 shelving beach. He drew the boat up, and 
 planted the flag of the Netherlands on about 
 what is now Twenty-six Broadway. 
 Then he moved on up the river to a point 
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 where "hills are straight and the waters 
 deep." J* This was, beyond doubt, the 
 Palisades & & 
 
 Beyond, the river widened and ahead were 
 the clear, open, placid waters. They came to 
 the Catskills, and two men were sent ashore 
 "to climb the highest hill and the highest 
 tree they could find, and look for the Pacific 
 Ocean/* 
 
 The men were gone overnight, but came 
 back reporting only mountains and woods 
 beyond. The Pacific Ocean discovered by 
 Balboa twenty years before was not in sight. 
 fl Bill Nye once told us that Hendrik Hudson 
 had nearly reached Albany before he made 
 the startling discovery that the river upon 
 which he was sailing bore the same name 
 as himself. 
 
 This was a lapse on the part of Bill. The 
 fact is, Hudson knew the name of the river 
 very soon after passing the toe of Manhat- 
 tan's Isle, for he had written in plain letters 
 
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 on the map as he sailed, "Hudson's River." 
 
 CJ He felt sure he had found the long-looked- 
 
 for passage to the Pacific, and remembering 
 
 the promise given by his employers that 
 
 the passage should bear his name, he wrote 
 
 it down. 
 
 He reached the present site of Albany and 
 
 remained a week in the vicinity, carefully 
 
 exploring the banks of the river for an inlet. 
 
 Then he sorrowfully turned the prow of the 
 
 Half-Moon to the South. 
 
 John Smith was wrong; the Indians were 
 
 wrong; Henry Hudson was wrong the 
 
 voyage was a failure. 
 
 Already signs of Autumn were in the air, 
 
 and the leaves were turning to gold. It would 
 
 not do to try to winter here the Half-Moon 
 
 must sail back to Amsterdam and frankly 
 
 report failure. 
 
 On the way down the river there were many 
 
 Indians to be seen along the banks. The news 
 
 of the strange ship had evidently gone out, 
 
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 and the copper-colored natives were more 
 than curious. 
 
 Here was the first ship to stretch her sails 
 on this mighty river that had existed here 
 for ten thousand years or more. 
 Hudson drew in to the shore near the present 
 site of Poughkeepsie, and after much sig- 
 naling and beckoning the Indians came near 
 enough to be spoken to. But alas ! they spoke 
 neither "Anglaise," Dutch nor French. Hud- 
 son made the universal sign of hunger, and 
 this was responded to at once, which gives 
 the lie to that popular saying that "the only 
 good Indian is a dead Indian.'* 
 The squaws brought parched corn, dried 
 venison, beans, pumpkins and wild grapes. 
 They also brought oysters, and "speckled 
 fish, not of a salt-sea kind." These were 
 doubtless brook-trout. 
 
 Next, they cooked a dog in honor of the 
 great White Chief. 
 
 In return, Hudson and his men gave the 
 
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 Indians knives, beads and strips of colored 
 cloth j* j* 
 
 There was much attempt at talk and both 
 sides made long orations, but to small pur- 
 pose, since the interpreter was not yet. 
 What Hudson was working for was to get 
 the confidence of the Indians so they would 
 give a clue to the passage to the Pacific. 
 Hudson reports that the Indians had no 
 "aqua vitae, nor spiritus frumenti." When 
 he gave them rum they drank it like water, 
 and "soon were very merrie and next mad." 
 ^[Evidently Hudson's men had imbibed, 
 too, for two of his sailors lured a squaw into 
 a small boat and were about to fetch her 
 aboard the Half-Moon. Hudson saw the 
 commotion among the Indians and headed off 
 his reckless sailors. He broke an oar over 
 the head of one John Coleman before he 
 could get the woman safely back to land. 
 As reparation for her injured feelings, Hud- 
 son presented her his official red coat with 
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 brass buttons and gilt braid, which he had 
 intended to wear on the day the complete 
 passage to the Pacific was made. 
 The Indians had now lost their fear of the 
 white men, and also they had lost their 
 respect for them, since several of the sailors 
 had stolen all the furs and skins they could 
 lay their hands on. 
 
 Hudson saw nothing to do but sail for home. 
 The Indians followed down the river, and 
 along the route arrows occasionally skimmed 
 the air too close to the sailors for comfort. 
 tJNear Manhattan the Mohicans "put out 
 in a multitudinary swarm in hollow logs, 
 and surrounded the good ship, the Half- 
 Moon, and the sailors had to fight for their 
 lives. Then for the first time they had to use 
 firearms. It is feared some Indians were 
 killed. Straightway, the Half-Moon put for 
 open sea, having been in landlocked waters 
 for the space of a full month." 
 The Half-Moon had strong breezes from the 
 
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 West and made fast time homeward. She 
 dropped anchor in the harbor of Dartmouth, 
 England, on November Seventh. Hudson 
 made haste to go to London to see his fam- 
 ily, before he went to Holland to report to 
 his employers. 
 
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 THE LAST VOYAGE 
 
 ""HE following December, we find 
 Hudson again full of hope and sure 
 I that "at a point about sixty degrees 
 North of the coast of the New 
 World the passage to India will be found 
 perad venture of a doubt/* 
 It was a gamble the Dutch vs. Fate. The 
 odds were big. If the passage were found 
 untold fortunes awaited. 
 Another ship was fitted out at greater cost. 
 She was called the " Disco verie" and "her 
 double plankings were made so to withstand 
 the strongest crush of ice." She carried a 
 crew of twenty-nine men. 
 On April Seventeenth, Sixteen Hundred Ten, 
 she sailed away. She reached that marvelous 
 body of water known to us as Hudson's 
 Bay j* 
 
 Inland they sailed for a thousand miles. Here 
 was salt water all the time; while the puny 
 
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 little Hudson River ran fresh water a day's 
 journey from the sea. 
 
 Hendrik Hudson was now so sure he had 
 found the prized passage to India that he 
 refused to sail for home when the first nip- 
 ping frosts arrived. 
 
 The crew went into Winter quarters, and the 
 ship by December was fast frozen in the ice. 
 J Game was plentiful, but the sailors were 
 afraid to venture far inland, " for fear of 
 sirens whose songs could be plainly heard, 
 
 and goblins that flitted everywhere over the 
 
 . 
 
 ice. 
 
 The dark, cold Winter dragged its long, slow 
 length past. 
 
 The ice at last began to melt and move J* 
 By May the ship was free. Several of the 
 crew were sick with scurvy. Four were dead. 
 Hudson had been sick, but with Spring his 
 spirits rose and he grew better. Nothing is 
 so hygienic as hope. He determined to press 
 on Westward and explore every inlet until 
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 he found the one opening out upon the 
 Pacific Ocean. 
 
 His crew demurred one more Winter and 
 all would be dead. They must return at 
 once, for it was doubtful if they could now 
 even find the passage out to the Atlantic, 
 much less to the Pacific. Hudson attempted 
 to use his authority. 
 He was disarmed and declared insane. 
 He was given the privilege of being put 
 afloat in a boat, or of sailing for home. He 
 chose the open boat. And he and his son 
 John, aged sixteen, and seven companions 
 were sent adrift with guns, ammunition 
 and provisions to last a month. 
 The Discoverie sailed, and left the invincible 
 master on that trackless inland sea, skirted 
 by a country seemingly desolate and unin- 
 habited. 
 
 The Discoverie arrived at Amsterdam in 
 October, and the mutineers told their tale. 
 fl They were arrested, tried, convicted and 
 
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 pardoned, fl They made it appear that they 
 desired only to save the ship and report to 
 the owners. Their frankness saved their lives. 
 fl The Disco verie could have been sent back 
 after Hudson, but there was no one to serve 
 as captain, and Hendrik Hudson was left to 
 his fate. The mutineers brought back a map 
 of "Hudson's Bay/' Traced across the map 
 in bold letters was the name of the daunt- 
 less discoverer. 
 
 What was the fate of Hudson, his son, and 
 the loyal seven who stood by him ? 
 No one knows not a sign ever came from 
 them in any way. 
 
 His little craft may have foundered and all 
 been drowned before making land, on the 
 same day the Discoverie sailed. 
 It may be they survived for another Winter, 
 and then died of cold, starvation and disease. 
 They may have been murdered by Indians; 
 or fallen in with a tribe, been kindly wel- 
 comed, settled down to make the best of a 
 
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 bad situation, and grown old, babbling to 
 their neighbors of strange sights and scenes 
 known years and years before across a 
 trackless waste of waters to the East. 
 No vessels sailed by white men came that 
 way for thirty years. 
 
 Holland gave up the quest, and the lives of 
 nine men are matters too small to disturb a 
 nation, especially if the men be foreigners. 
 tj And as for England, she had never missed 
 her Henry Hudson only his wife and chil- 
 dren mourned. And their grief did not really 
 count in a world where woe is common and 
 women's tears are nothing strange. Women 
 are born to weep. 
 
 But the keen Dutch traders remembered 
 Hudson's River and Manhattan Isle, and so 
 where Hudson had planted the Netherlands* 
 flag they founded a city. 
 And they called it New Amsterdam. 
 Henry Hudson sought for one thing. He 
 found another. It is ever so. And the tide of 
 
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 wealth and power ebbed from Amsterdam 
 to London. CJThen from London to New 
 Amsterdam, which we now call New York. 
 And behold New York as the financial center 
 of the world, with her storied Wall Street on 
 the very site of the shelving beach where trod 
 the feet of Henry Hudson! tJAnd the tide of 
 Empire still surges toward the setting sun, 
 with New York as the great central gateway 
 to America, the land of Promise Did 
 Henry Hudson live and die in vain? 
 History says, No! 
 
 And the morning sun smiting the Palisades, 
 and gilding them with his glory, says, No! 
 tJAnd a great and wondrous city of nearly 
 four million people, a powerful, restless and 
 unfolding city, immense in her possibilities, 
 where nothing is, but all things are becoming, 
 pays her loyal, loving tribute to Henry 
 Hudson, and declares that out of his failure 
 sprang success and his memory shall not be 
 as that of one whose name is writ in water. 
 
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 SO THEN HERE ENDETH THE BOOK, "MANHATTAN" 
 AND "HENRY HUDSON," THE FIRST PART BEING AN 
 ODE BY JOSEPH I. C. CLARKE, TO WHICH IS APPENDED 
 AN APPRECIATION OF HUDSON, THE DISCOVERER, BY 
 ELBERT HUBBARD; THE WHOLE DONE INTO PRINT BY 
 THE ROYCROFTERS AT THEIR SHOP, WHICH IS IN 
 EAST AURORA, ERIE COUNTY, NEW YORK, JUNE, MCMX
 
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