They saw that they were cast away on a coral rock almost on a level with the sea, about four hundred yards long, and three hundred broad.  They were at least twelve miles from the nearest islands, which were afterwards found to be those of Cerigotto and Pera.  In case any vessel should pass by, they hoisted a signal of distress on a long pole.  The weather was very cold, and the day before they were wrecked, the deck had been covered with ice; with much difficulty they managed to kindle a fire, by means of a flint and some powder.  They erected a small tent, composed of pieces of canvas and boards, and were thus enabled to dry their few clothes.  The night was dreary and comfortless; but they consoled themselves with the hope that their fire might be descried in the dark, and taken for a signal of distress.  Next day they were delighted at the approach of a small whale-boat, manned by ten of their comrades.  When the vessel was wrecked, these men had lowered themselves into the water, and had reached the island of Pera, but finding no fresh water, were compelled to depart; and noticing the fire were enabled to join their shipmates.  But the waves ran so high that the boat could not come to the shore, and some of those on the land endeavored to reach it.  One of the seamen called to Captain Palmer, inviting him to come to them, but he steadily refused, saying, “No, Smith, save your unfortunate shipmates; never mind me.”  After some consultation, they resolved to take the Greek pilot on board, intending to go to Cerigotto, where, he assured them, were a few families of fishermen, who might perhaps be able to afford them some relief.

After the boat departed, the wind increased; in about two hours a fearful storm came on.  The waves mounted up, and extinguished their fire; they swept over nearly the whole of the rock, compelling them to flee for refuge to the highest part.  Thus did nearly ninety pass a night of the utmost horror; being compelled, lest they should be washed off, to fasten a rope round the summit of a rock, and to clasp each other.  Their fatigue had been so great that several of them became delirious, and lost their hold.  They were also in constant terror of the wind veering more to the north, in which case the waves would have dashed over their position.

They now began to sink under their hardships, and many had suffered deplorably.  One had been so dashed against the rocks as to be nearly scalped, exhibiting a dreadful spectacle; he lingered out the night, but expired next morning.  They were ill prepared to sustain famine, and they were almost hopeless of escape.  They dreaded lest the storm should come on before the boat could have reached the island, for on her safety their own depended.  In the midst of these horrors the daylight broke, and they saw the bodies of their departed shipmates, some still writhing in the agonies of death.  The sea had broken over them all night, and some, among whom was the carpenter, had perished from cold.