*A Weird Blue Light*

Late one night in October 1864 a Confederate blockade runner slipped by the Union gunboats at the entrance of Galveston Bay in Texas and made it safely to port with it's cargo of food and other necessities. Louis Billings, the master of the small ship, was getting ready to weigh anchor when he was startled by a shriek by one of his crew

"A strange, old fashioned schooner with a big black flag was rushing down on us." Billings said later "She was afire with a sort of weird pale blue light that brightened every nook and cranny of her. "The crew was pulling at the ropes and doing other work and they paid us no mind, didn't even glace our way. They all had ghastly bleeding wounds, but their faces and eyes were that of dead men.

"The man who had shrieked had fallen on his knees his teeth chattering as he gasped out a prayer. Overcoming my own terror, that was chilling the very marrow of my bones I rushed forward shouting to the others as I ran, Suddenly the schooner vanished before my eyes."