and the sea rolled heavily from the effects of the brief but severe storm that had raged in the night.  Pushing off front the doomed vessel, we lingered near for a couple of hours to see what her fate would be.  At the end of that time, the dense smoke which had nearly hidden her from our view, suddenly became one enveloping mass of flame.  It was a beautiful, yet appalling sight, to see that noble vessel thus burning upon the breast of the sea!  For nearly an hour her form, sheeted in fire, stood out distinctly against the face of the sky, and then she went down, and left only a few charred and mutilated fragments afloat upon the surface to tell of her doom.

“During the night that followed, it stormed terribly, and in it our boat was separated from the other two.  We never met again, and for all I have ever learned to the contrary, those that were saved in them from the burning ship perished from hunger, or were overwhelmed by some eager wave of the ocean.

“The four men of the ship’s crew, with the captain and male passengers, labored alternately at the oars, but with little effect.  Heavy seas, and continued stormy weather, rendered of little avail all efforts to make much headway toward any port.  Our main hope was that of meeting with some vessel.  But this hope mocked us day after day.  No ship showed her white sails upon the broad expanse of waters that stretched, far as the eye could reach, in all directions.  Thus ten days passed, and our provisions and water were nearly exhausted.  Three of the passengers had become already very ill, and all of us were more or less sick from exposure to the rain and sea.  On the twelfth day, two of our number died and were cast overboard.  Others became sick, and by the time we had been floating about thus for the space of twenty days, only four of the twelve remained.  Most of them died with a raging fever.  The captain was among the number, and there was now no one to whom we could look with confidence.  My father still lived though exceedingly ill.  Our companions were now reduced to a young man and his sister.

“A bag of biscuit still remained, and a small portion of water.  Of this, none but myself could eat.  The rest were too sick.  Three days more passed, and I was alone with my father!  The brother and his sister died, and with my own hands I had to consign them to their grave in the sea.  I need not attempt to give any true idea of my feelings when I found myself thus alone, with my father just on the brink of death, afar in the midst of the ocean.  He was unconscious; and I felt that I was on the verge of delirium.  A strong fever made the blood rush wildly through my veins, causing my temples to throb as if they would burst.  From about this time consciousness forsook me.  I can recollect little more until I found myself lying in a berth, on board of a strange vessel.  I was feeble as an infant.  A man, with the aspect of a foreigner, sat near me.  He spoke to me, but in a foreign tongue.  I understood,