Angus Blue

e next farm, as I remember, belonged to Captain

Angus Blue. I can see him in my mind’s eye after

80 years, going along the road with his slow horse,

Barney. His early life was spent sailing small vessels,

for he was not “a born farmer.” Eleanor, Lloyd Wheeler’s

mother, stayed at his house when he was an old man. Lloyd built his house on that farm, much later.

I remember Captain Angus telling me sea stories when I was a very small boy. In one of the stories, he was trav— elling as First Mate on quite a large vessel on the way to Charlottetown when a very bad storm struck when they were off Point Prim which was always regarded as one of the very bad areas. Many boats were lost in storms off that Point. Even in my day there was a tug lost and three men drowned. The hatch of that ship landed on our shore. When John Dan MacLean was fishing lobsters, he picked up one of the drowned sailors who turned out to be the captain. John Dan towed him to shore, which made quite a stir at the time. I can recall my mother praying for the life of the sailors on a rough sea in the “fall” gales.

Getting back to Captain Angus, he said that one of the sailors fell overboard in the storm. He was a very strong swimmer and they could hear him yelling for help. The Captain was afraid to turn the ship around to save the sailor’s life. He thought that he would lose the ship,

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