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that they fell into a kind of delirium, and were no longer of the slightest service in managing their frail bark. As for the others, they each kept a nail in their mouths, and, from time to time, sprinkled their heads with water to cool them; from these ablutions they found their heads were more easy, and themselves generally better. They also tried several times to eat of the dog's flesh with a morsel of onion, and thought themselves fortunate if they could get down three or four mouthfuls.

of the gale to keep the boat before the wind, for fear of foundering, they had passed her a great distance before she crossed them, the sloop steering direct south, and they bearing away to the west. This disappointment so discouraged the two seamen, that they refused to make any more exertions to save their lives; in spite of all that could be said, one of them would do nothing, not even bale out the water which was every minute gaining upon them. In vain did the captain have recourse to entreaties, and, falling on his knees, impfo the assistance of the obdurate seaman; he remained unmoved; till at length the captain and mate prevailed by threat-who had drank sea-water grew so weak about noon that ening to kill them instantly with the topmast, which they used to steer by, and to kill themselves afterwards, in order to put a period to their misery. This menace seemed to make some impression on them, and they resumed their occupation of baling as before.

The captain this day set the others the example of eating a piece of the dog with some onions: it was with great difficulty that he swallowed a few mouthfuls, but in the course of an hour afterwards he felt that this small morsel of food had given them new vigour. The mate, who was of a much stronger constitution, ate more. One of the men also tasted it; but the other, whose name was Comings, absolutely refused to swallow a morsel, protesting that he could not.

The fifth day was more calm, and the sea much smoother, At day-break they perceived an enormous shark, full as large as the boat, which followed them for several hours as a prey that was evidently destined for him they also found in the boat a flying-fish, which had dropped there during the night; this they divided into four parts, which they chewed to moisten their mouths, and it proved a very seasonable relief, though so little inadequate to their necessities, that on this day, when pressed with hunger and despair, the mate, Williams, had the generosity to exhort his companions to cut off a piece of his thigh, in order to refresh themselves with the blood and support life. The wind freshened during the night, and they had several heavy showers, when they tried to get some rain-water by wringing the trowsers which served them for a sail, but when they caught it in their mouths it proved to be as salt as that of the sea, the men's clothes having been so often soaked with sea-water, that they, as well as the hat, were impregnated with salt. They had, therefore, no other resource, but to open their mouths, and catch the drops of rain as they fell upon their tongues to cool them: after the shower was over they again fastened the trowsers to the mast.

On the sixth day the seamen, notwithstanding all the remonstrances of the captain and mate, persisted in drinking sea-water, which purged them so excessively

On the seventh day the weather was fine, with a moderate breeze, and the sea perfectly calm. The two men

they began to talk wildly, like those who are light-headed, not knowing any longer whether they were at sea or on shore. The captain and mate were also so weak that they could hardly stand on their legs, or steer the boat in their turns, much less bale the water from the boat, which now made considerably at the leak.

On the morning of the eighth day, John Comings died, and about three hours afterwards the other seaman, George Simpson, also expired. That same evening, just before the sun had withdrawn his light, they had the inexpressible satisfaction of discovering the high lands on the west point of the island of Tobago. Hope inspired them with courage and infused new strength into their limbs. They kept the head of the boat towards the land all night, with a light breeze and a strong current, which was in their favour. The captain and mate were that night in an extraordinary situation; their two comrades lying dead before them, with the land in sight, having very little wind to approach it, and being assisted only by the current which drove strongly to westward. In the morning, according to their own computation, they were not more than five or six leagues from the land, and that happy day was the last of their sufferings at sea. They kept steering the boat the whole day towards the shore, though they were no longer able to stand. Towards evening the wind lulled, and at night it was a perfect calm; but about two o'clock in the morning the current cast them on the beach of the island of Tobago, at the foot of a high shore between Little Tobago and Man-of-War Bay, which is the easternmost part of the island. The boat soon bulged with the shock, and her two fortunate occupants crawled to the shore, leaving the bodies of their two deceased comrades in the boat, and the remainder of the dog, which, by this time, had become quite putrid.

They clambered, as well as they could, on all-fours along the high coast, which rose almost perpendicularly to the height of three or four hundred feet. A great number of leaves had fallen on the place where they were, from the numerous trees which grew over their heads, and these they collected to lay down upon while

they waited for the coming daylight. As the dawn ap- | peared they began to search for water, and found some in the holes of the rocks, but it was brackish, and not fit to drink. They also found on the rocks several kinds of shell-fish, some of which they broke open with a stone, and chewed them to moisten their mouths.

Between eight and nine o'clock in the morning they were perceived by a young Caraib, who was alternately swimming and walking towards the boat. As soon as he had reached it, he called his companions with loud shouts, at the same time making signs of the greatest compassion. His comrades instantly followed him, and swam towards the captain and mate, whom they had perceived almost at the same time. The eldest of the party, a man apparently about sixty years of age, approached them with the two youngest, whom they afterwards learned were his son and son-in-law. At the sight of the poor sufferers, these compassionate men burst into tears, while the captain endeavoured, by words and signs, to make them comprehend that he and his mate had been at sea for nine days, in want of every thing. The Caraibs understood a few French words, and signified that they would fetch a boat to convey them to their dwelling. The old man then took a handkerchief from his head, and tied round the captain's head, and one of the young Caraibs gave Williams his straw hat; the other swam round a projecting rock and brought them a calabash of fresh water, some cakes of cassova, and a piece of boiled fish ; but they had been so long without food that they were unable to eat any. The two others took the corpses out of the boat and laid them upon the rock, after which all three of them hauled the boat out of the water. They then departed to fetch their canoe, leaving the poor shipwrecked mariners with every mark of the utmost compassion.

generosity to give each of them a shirt and a pair of trowsers, which they had procured from the ships that came from time to time to trade with them for turtles and tortoise-shell.

The method pursued by the natives in healing the numerous wounds which had broken on the bodies of these unfortunate mariners, was this: after they had completely cleansed the wounds, they kept the patient with his legs suspended in the air, and anointed them morning and evening, with an oil extracted from the tail of a small crab, something resembling what the English call the soldier-crab, because its shell is red, and which is obtained by bruising a quantity of the ends of their tails, and putting them to digest upon the fire in a large shell. After thus anointing them they were covered with plantain leaves till the wounds were healed.

Thanks to the nourishing food procured them by the Caraibs, and the humane attention which was bestowed upon them, the captain was able, in about three weeks time, to support himself upon crutches, like a person recovering from a very severe illness; but anxious to return to his own friends, as early as possible, he cut his name with a knife upon several boards, and gave them to different Caraibs to show them to any ships which might chance to approach the coast. Still they almost despaired of seeing any arrive, when a sloop from Oroonoko, laden with mules, and bound for St. Pierre, in the island of Martinique, touched at the sandy point on the west side of Tobago. The Indians showed the crew a plank, up on which was carved the name of Captain Aubin, and acquainted them with the dreadful situation of him and his companion, which those on board the vessel related, when they arrived at St. Pierre. Several merchants with whom Captain Aubin was acquainted, and who traded under Dutch colours, hap

so being only equal to the joy and surprize which they had experienced at meeting with them.

About noon they returned in their canoe, to the num-pened to be there at the time, and they transmitted the ber of six, and brought with them, in an earthern pot, information to the owners of the Betsey, Messrs. Roscoe something resembling soup, which they thought to be and Nyles, who instantly despatched a small vessel in delicious. Of this they partook, but the captain's quest of the survivors, who, after living about nine stomach was so weak that he immediately cast it up weeks with this benevolent and hospitable tribe of again. In less than two hours they arrived at Man-of-savages, embarked and left them; their regret at doing War Bay, where the huts of the Caraibs were situate. They had only one hammock, in which the hospitable natives laid the captain, while the women, who were in the hut, made them a very agreeable mess of herbs and broth of quatracas and pigeons. They also bathed his feet with a decoction of tobacco and other plants, and every morning the man lifted him out of the hammock and carried him in his arms beneath a lemon tree, where he covered him with plantain leaves to screen him from the sun. There they anointed the bodies of the poor sufferers with a kind of oil, to cure the blisters raised by the sun. Their compassionate entertainers had even the

As the vessel was ready to depart, the natives furnished them with an abundant supply of bananas, figs, yams, fowls, fish, and fruits, particularly oranges and lemons. The captain had nothing to give them in return, as an acknowledgment for their generous treatment, but the boat, which they had repaired and used occasionally for visiting their nests of turtles, which, being larger than their canoes, was more adapted to the purpose. Of this he made them a present, and his friend, Captain Young, who commanded the small

giving them all the rum he had with him, which was about seven or eight bottles. He also gave them several shirts and trowsers, some knives, fish-hooks and sailcloth for the boat, with needles and hooks.

vessel, assisted him to remunerate his benefactors, by and having succeeded in laying by sufficient, this was to be his last voyage; and the day after his return had been fixed upon as the day on which his union was to take place with Jane d'Arcy, the daughter of one, who, though much reduced, was still the first man in the place. It was, then, with a heart throbbing with joy and expectation, that Frank observed the rapid approach of his vessel to the shore, and indulged in pleasing anticipations of the morrow.

At length, after two days spent in preparations for their departure, they were obliged to separate. The Caraibs came down to the beach to the number of about thirty men, women, and children, and all appeared to feel the deepest sorrow, particularly the old man, who had acted as a father to them. When the vessel left the bay, the tears flowed from their eyes which still continued fixed upon their departing friends, and they remained upon the beach, in a line, until they lost sight of the vessel.

The wind blowing from the land, was on the larboard quarter, in which a high rocky point, running far out into the sea, protected the vessel from the observation of the craft in the distant bay. Every thing was as favourable as could have been wished, and it was now getting quite dark enough for the enterprise; although it blew what the sailors call a snoring breeze, and the tide already beginning to flow, rose on meeting the opposite wind, in a rough, coarse jabble.

"Luff, my lad, luff," cried Hardy, as the vessel plunged into the vast shadow of the cliffs; "keep her away; give her plenty of it-don't you see our lights along shore?—to starboard!"

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It was about nine o'clock in the morning when the vessel sailed, steering north-east, and in three days after they arrived at Barbadoes, where they received, from the whole island, marks of the most tender interest and the most generous compassion; indeed, the benevolence of the inhabitants was unbounded. The celebrated Dr. Hilery, the author of a treatise on the diseases peculiar to the island, came to see them, accompanied by Dr. Ay, ay, sir," answered the man at the helm; "but Silihorn, and both prescribed various remedies, but I've just been thinking-look up at that there moonwithout effect. Both of them were unable to speak but raker of a peak-if that is not something more than the with the greatest difficulty. Williams remained at Bar-beam of a tree running upon the summit, standing badoes, but the captain, being more affected and less against the sky. By George! it is down-there are robust, was advised, by the physicians, to return to land-sharks after us!” Europe. In compliance with their advice he went to London, where he was attended by some of the most celebrated physicians; and, after a judicious treatment of about five months, he was so far restored to a state of convalescence, as to be enabled to resume his ordinary

avocation.

Destruction of the Beauty.

It was at the close of a sultry day in July, that the large contraband cutter, the Beauty, with a rich cargo on board, set all her sails, and rapidly neared the coast of Kent. It was nearly dark, the tide was at low water, and every thing seemed favourable for the disembarkation of their cargo: while a single light, displayed from a jutting crag, showed Frank Hardy, her commander, that his accomplices on shore were all ready, and only waited his arrival to commence operations.

Frank was the only son of a half-pay officer, who had resided many years on the coast of Kent, near the Cove. He was brought up as a gentleman, but on his father's death found himself a beggar. Being a high-spirited youth, he soon resorted to that unfortunate trade which caused his death. He had been several voyages to sea,

"True, true!" said Hardy, musing; "but never mind, there is only one; and even if he happen to be an enemy, we shall have our business over; if we manage cleverly, he can hardly get round to us. Bear right down upon the light!"

The impetus of the vessel was hardly diminished by the precautions of the helmsman and the lowering of the sails, when her keel, towards the bows, grated upon the sand, and stuck hard and fast. The hatches were then thrown open, and the goods handed, piece by piece, to the accomplices, who had by this time gathered round the bowsprit, to the number of ten or twelve. This employment had continued for about twenty minutes; during which time the cargo, as soon as it quitted the ship, disappeared in the ledges of the rock, being instantly snatched away by the smugglers to a place of safety, by paths only known to themselves. It now became almost dark, and this, added to the roughness of the sea, which howled along the shore, and dashed on the vessel in angry torrents, rendered the operations of the sailors both difficult and dangerous. Hardy, with his accustomed prudence-and to which, in fact, was owing the success of his usual boldness-had caused the shore-lights to be extinguished the moment his ship touched the beach; but, now, when the happy termi

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nation of the adventure appeared so near, and was only | tumultuous noise of numerous persons carrying some rendered doubtful by the increasing darkness of the night, he promptly gave the word for re-lighting them, with several others from the vessel.

The exertions of the sailors were now renewed with double eagerness, and the scene became singularly aniThe lights rushing and flaring along the land, and dancing among the rocks, as if borne by the nightfiends themselves-the strange, wild faces of the men, as they were now illumined for a moment by the red flame, and now disappeared in the gloom-the blackness of the overhanging cliffs, their fantastic summits only faintly observable far overhead, against the dull skythe rocking and plunging of the vessel, that swung by her bows as if fixed on a pivot-the hoarse roaring of the troubled sea, and the portentous flashing of the spray, as the waves rushed against the ship, mounted, split, and, parting into innumerable fragments, swept over her decks from stem to stern-all conferred a character of strange interest upon the picture, heightened to intensity by the ideas of terror, mystery, and ferocity, inspired by its details.

In the midst of the hurry and confusion, the voice of their young commander again broke upon the ear of that half-savage group.

weighty object; and soon afterwards a servant entered the room, and exclaimed, "The preventive-service men have brought the body of a captain of a smuggler, which has been found at the Cove!" Jane, followed by her friends, instantly started up and ran to the room in which they had laid him-it was her Frank: she gave one wild convulsive shriek, fell into the arms of the man who had been left to watch the body, and was soon laid gently down by the lifeless body of her lover the dead by the dead. A few days after, they were interred in one grave.

Extraordinary Deliverance.

ON the morning of the 28th of December, 1802, there was a heavy gale of wind from the N.E., which blew with such violence, that vessels, unable to enter the port of Trieste, were obliged, after loss of anchors, to run for shelter to the coast of Istria. An Ionian ship, the Eliza, Captain G. Margari, let go two anchors in the roads, but dragging there, she was driven five miles out to sea, when a third anchor brought her up. On the following morning she was seen totally dismasted, and "Avast!" he cried, in a tone, stern, sudden, and yet in the greatest distress; the crew were perceived from subdued. "Out with the lights! Steady!" The lights the shore near the old Lazaretto, with outstretched hissed in the water and disappeared; and for a moment arms, supplicating for relief. This the fury of the storm almost the only noise heard was the swinging of the prevented being given. The owner of the Eliza, who rising storm. At length the sound of voices and hurry-was on shore at the time, used every effort to induce, by ing footsteps rose distinctly in the distance. The mate, offers of high rewards, some of the sea-faring people of who had thrown himself down, and put his ear to the the port to undertake to carry out assistance to the ship, sand, jumped furiously up, and exclaimed, with an oath, or, at any rate, to save the crew and passengers; but "There are not a dozen of them! There is no need to no one dared to attempt it, and it was momentarily exfly-out with your cutlasses, my lads! Steady-stand pected she would go down. During two whole days fast!" and nights she remained in this agonizing state; it was lamentable to behold the ship exposed to the pitiless storm, the crew in vain making signals for aid, the waves

The preventive-service men rushed on-the smugglers made a desperate resistance, beat them back, and gained their vessel again; when just as Hardy (who had re-breaking over them incessantly, and the cold intense. mained till the last) was mounting the side, the preventive officers rallied-he was pulled backwards, and a violent blow on the head from the butt-end of a musket, put an end to his existence. The cutter immediately swung off and got out to sea, when an alarm of fire was raised-a cloud of smoke and flame rose up from the fore-hatchway, which, licking the masts and spars, ran up and caught the rigging and gear aloft, while below it burned with intense fury. The hull was soon burned to the water's edge. The water rushed in like a mill-stream. She gave a sudden heel and down she went, head foremast, while her unhappy crew split the heavens with their piercing cries. Meantime, the inhabitants of d'Arcy's house had been alarmed by the

On the morning of the 30th, application was made to Mr. W. Morgan, jun., the proprietor of the steam-vessel Empress Caroline, which runs between Trieste and Venice, as the last hope, who instantly acceded to the request; but it being then dark, and the violence of the wind continuing, nothing could be attempted before daylight. Every preparation having been made, four English seamen volunteered to assist the small crew of the steam-vessel; when, on the 31st, in the morning, she left the harbour. Mr. Morgan having generously determined to share with his people the dangers they had consented to encounter, the quays and vessels, crowded with spectators, cheered them as they passed, the wind blowing still a furious gale. The Empress

that these two, being men of colour, should be sold for slaves; that the officer, seamen, and marines were shot by order of Curtis, in the presence of them (the deponents), amidst the exulting shouts of many hundred persons; that the bodies of the sufferers were disinterred, by order of Mungo Brama, king of the country, and carried away by wolves, having previously been mutilated by this inhuman tyrant. Such atrocities could not be suffered to pass unpunished, and, accordingly, a sig nal vengeance was inflicted on the savage perpetrators. The Myrmidon, Morgiana, Snapper, and Thistle, under the command of Captain Leeke, with a detachment of the second West India regiment, under Major Chisholm, were despatched to the river Pongas. After some resistance, they succeeded in setting fire to eight towns belonging to the miscreants, Curtis and Mungo Brama, which, with all the property they contained-ivory, rice, rope, cotton, and other goods, were wholly consumed. The loss on our side consisted of three men wounded, and one who died of fatigue. Four of the Thistle's boat's crew, who had been seized and detained as prisoners, were released, and from them the fate of their unfortunate companions was further ascertained.

Caroline was soon alongside the Eliza, whose desolate | agreed that the Europeans should be put to death, but situation was almost indescribable-a total wreck, and enveloped in ice, as the seas that had been constantly breaking over her for three days, freezing as they fell, had formed her broken masts, yards, &c. into one solid body; the crew, who had not tasted food since the storm came on, with the exception of two, benumbed and half dead. With the greatest difficulty the end of a hawser was got on board, which the two poor seamen, with still greater difficulty, succeeded in making fast. Signs were then made to them, as the violence of the wind rendered all attempts to hail them inaudible, to cut their cables, which finally they effected. The steam-vessel then made sail, and conducted the Eliza to a sheltered place in safety. On the following morning, the storm still continuing, Mr. Morgan returned to accomplish what he had so successfully began, and brought the vessel into port, amidst the acclamations of an immense concourse of people, who crowded the shores to witness their return. Nothing can exceed the gratitude of the fifteen persons who were thus snatched from destruction, and who all declared they could not have survived another night. The whole population of Trieste joined in commendation of the humanity and intrepidity of the owner, engineer, and crew of the Empress Caroline steam-vessel, who, when all others had refused to make the attempt, voluntarily risked their lives, and, setting danger at defiance, succeeded in preserving the lives of fifteen of their fellow-creatures.

Brutal Massacre of a British Officer and Boat's Crew.

THE following unprovoked and atrocious massacre took place in the year 1820. In consequence of a letter from a British merchant, complaining of the piratical seizure of his vessel in the Rio Pongas, on the coast of Africa, by a notorious slave-dealer of the name] of Curtis, (a descendant of one of the old English slave-dealers, by an African woman), Lieutenant Hagan, of the Thistle, then on that station, thought it right to send in Mr. Inman, a midshipman, to demand her release. Curtis, and (as it afterwards appeared), one Vignes, the master of a Dutch brig, of one hundred and eighty tons, engaged in the slave-trade, fell upon the boat's crew, and murdered Mr. Inman and six of his people, with every circumstance of the most revolting barbarity. Two of the men, who were saved, and subsequently made their escape, deposed, that, with seven others, including the officer, they were dragged on shore, stripped, and exposed to a vertical sun for a considerable time; that after a consultation with Curtis, Vignes, and two others,, mates of slave-vessels, it was

THE SAILOR'S GRAVE.

Oh! far from his native land he died,
In youth's sweet opening day-
E'en as the flower, in summer pride,
Is torn from earth away.

Far from his home's bright sunny bowers,
On the dark stormy main,

He languished through long weary hours
For that dear home again.

For lonely the dying sailor lay,

Uncheered by one kind tone:
The joyous light of hope's cheering ray

With health's bright hours had flown.

No mother was near to soothe his head,
And catch his parting sighs;
Strangers stood by the loved one's bed,
And closed his dying eyes.

They gave him unto the stormy deep-
The young, the loved, the brave!
And the dark billows, with sudden sweep,
Closed o'er the Sailor's Grave!

His father rests 'neath yon marble tomb,
Where the sad willow weeps ;
And where the red roses brightly bloom
His fair young sister sleeps.

The flowers around their graves now cling,
Planted by love's fond care;

Holy and sweet are the thoughts they bring
Of the loved sleepers there.

But, alas! o'er him no friend may weep,
Nor flower brightly wave;
Alas, for him! for the stormy deep
Is the young Sailor's Grave!

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