Hidden Gold of Mu

By Milton Brown

Grab your compass and come along with the crew of the motor ketch the Lady Dance. Be with them as they unravel the mystery of the lost continent of MU for a great adventure.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Write Words Inc.
• Release date: Nov 5, 2013
• ISBN: 9781613861059

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Hidden Gold of Mu

by Milton Brown

Published at Smashwords vy Write Words, Inc

Copyright2011, Milton Brown, All rights reserved

ISBN 978-1-61386-105-9

Introduction

My story the hidden Gold of Mu is pure fiction. It is however inspired by the writing of Augustus Le Plongeon (1825-1908) who wrote of a continent that sank to the bottom of the sea in the Atlantic Ocean. He called it Lemuria and claimed it was the continent of Atlantis. And James Churchward (1851-1936) who wrote a series of stories about a continent that sank in the Pacific Ocean. He called it Mu. Other writers have called it Lemuria however. Lemuria is now considered to have been in the Indian Ocean before it disappeared. Ancient myths have Lemuria in both the Indian Ocean and Pacific Ocean. There is some writing from Asia to the Americas that refer to the lost lands in the Pacific. I myself believe that for every myth or legend, there was an event that generated it. The south Pacific has a rich history of mystery and adventure. My story the Hidden Gold of Mu is fiction, or is it real?

Chapter 1

Professor Harris, a short obese man with a receding hair line, smiled as he examined the small gold sculpture of a whale.

Do you still live on that garbage scowl over at Port Orchard?

"I live on a fine motor ketch, but you wouldn’t know a ketch from a tugboat, so what has that got to do with the sculpture?

Have you ever sailed that thing or, whatever you call it to Tahiti?

No, I have not

Well this is a fake. What barroom did you pick this up in? This is something you see in the local shops in Tahiti. They have all kinds of trinkets for sale. Of course they are all alleged to be articles from the mythical land of Mu. Mu or Lomuria as some call it, supposedly slipped to the bottom of the ocean some twelve thousand years ago. It does appear to be solid gold however. I will give you one thousand dollars for it.

Well professor I didn’t pick it up in a barroom, I bought it at an estate sale. It’s not for sale to you or any of your whore house buddies. The writings on it don’t appear like anything I can identify. Because of that, I was checking with you to see if it was Polynesian hieroglyphics. I should have known you would be a prick.

I really don’t have time to fight with you Mr. Spiker. Get out of my office.

Well so much for your credibility asshole.

Jess left, leaving the door open intently and went out to his truck. What a creep the professor was Jess thought. He knew him from the community college where he had attended some geology classes. He was supposedly an expert on Polynesian Hieroglyphics. This was not his first encounter with the professor.

Two years ago he had enrolled in a geology class at the college. Professor Harris taught both archeology and geology. From the start, Jess and he had many disagreements. They argued over everything from plate tectonics to global warming. Jess could spot a phony a mile off and almost instantly had figured him for a pompous blowhard. He knew he should have dropped out of class and gone to a different college, but thought he might be able to gain some reliable information from the class.

Jess Spiker was a retired Senior Chief of the Navy. He was a tall lean man with dark hair. He had handsome rugged features about him that appealed to the opposite sex He had always been fascinated by ancient history, and archaeology. After Jess retired he moved to Port Orchard Washington. He got a job at the Navy shipyard and was attending the local community colleges using his GI Bill. His main subjects were archeology and geology.

He had discovered an old motor ketch at a Seattle salvage yard in 1985. It looked like a real tramp, but on a closer look, he could see that it was a real Lady that had been used hard and put away dirty.

Her hull, deck and pilot house were made of teak wood. It was rare find. He bought the old Lady for the price it would have cost to have her hauled off and burned. After getting her in the water he had her towed to the Port Orchard marina.

For the next three years, he was restoring the old ship to her original charm and beauty and it became his home. He renamed her Lady Dance.

A month earlier Jess went to an estate sale on Bainbridge Island. It was at the old Skinner house. It was grand old house with large picture windows overlooking the sound. Old man Skinner had been a first mate of the notorious Bully Hayes. The last of the Buccaneers on the good ship the Leonora. He came home from the sea in 1875 never again to sail after the Leonora hit a reef and sunk of the tip of Island of Kasrea in the South Pacific.

Captain Skinner, as every one called him, never was a certified ships master. Even though he told everyone he was. He bought a choice piece of land on Bainbridge Island. He then had a grand house built on his two acres. In 1878, he took a wife and she bore him a son in 1888. In 1914 his son married and gave the old sailor a granddaughter in 1917. Shortly after that the old sailor passed away. His granddaughter never married and died without an heir in 1990…the state was now auctioning off the personal and real property of the estate.

At the auction there was a lot of old maritime equipment that were selling like hot cakes. Jess had bid on a lot of the items but was always out bid by someone.

An old sextant came up for bid and Jess was really bidding on it, but biding higher than one thousand dollars was too much for him. He was just about getting ready to leave when this old sea chest came up for bid. Jess bid five dollars and waited for a second bid. None came.

Going, going and sold, to the gentleman in the cowboy hat.

Taking the chest back to the Lady Dance, he was puzzled that the weight of the chest seemed heavier than it should have been. After investigating, he discovered a slight tear in the leather on the bottom front of the chest. He soon discovered that a piece of leather was glued to the front of the chest. Removing the leather exposed a false bottom to the chest which contained a journal of Captain Skinner and a gold sculpture.

The journal was fascinating and kept Jess intrigued for several days reading it. The Journal went on to tell how he had been the first mate on the Leonora when it hit a reef and sunk. Before the ship went down, Bully and he had placed all their accumulated wealth in two duffel bags under the bow plate of one of the ships boats. Half of the crew drowned at sea but the rest of them who were able to get into the ships boats and make it to the island of Kosrae. Once there, he and Bully hid their treasure near one of the ancient platforms built by the unknown ancient inhabitants of the island.

After being helped by the missionaries, Bully set up a trading post on the Island. Bully was soon up to his old ways of terrorizing the natives and missionaries. When the H.M.S. Rosario arrived at the island, the missionaries filed complaints against him. Bully heard that the marines were coming to arrest him so he and part of the crew escaped out to sea in a small sloop. Skinner’s native wife helped hide him from the British while they were on the Island. After they left, he dug up the treasure and placed in a sea chest. The treasure was mostly English pound notes and gold coins.

This was the money he and Bully had made by hook and crook, dealing with the innocent natives of Oceana. There was, in addition, a solid gold sculpture of a whale that had strange writings all over. Bully had told him once that it was the key to the hidden treasure of a lost continent named Mu.

He booked passage on a whaler that was returning to San Francisco. From there he booked passage on a schooner going to Seattle. He had enough money to settle down and live a life of leisure the rest of his life. He invested his money wisely and set up a trust fund for his son and granddaughter so they could live the good life. He never did decipher the writing on the whale, but remembered Bully saying that it was found on a island south east of the Society Islands

Jess had read a lot of stories of lost islands and continents Mu and Atlantes had the most stories written about them. He viewed these stories with a jaundiced eye however. Considering the birth of the theory of plate tectonics,