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As a last resource, Dr. F- proposed The accounts went on daily improving, until, after change of scene, and temporary absence from her the lapse of about a month, the anxiously expected friends, by transferring her to his retreat, which we summons arrived, and on the evening of the following have before mentioned as situated in Devonshire. To day Arden found himself, with beating heart, at the this arrangement, the Countess more readily consented, door of Aubry House. In a brief interview Lady as her own villa, to which she was about returning for Aubry informed him that Marie's improvement had the summer, was at such a moderate distance, that she exceeded their most sanguine expectations—that she could quickly be informed of any change that might now joined in all their little amusements—took an occur.

interest in every thing that was proposed, and had

even regained some of her former cheerfulness. There And now, as attracted by the music, Marie stood seemed, however, to be yet one dark corner of her heneath the ray of the cold chaste moon, she seemed mind which she cautiously avoided examining-one like a breathing statue-like a thing of light-like the deep corroding sore

e—which had not yet learned to bear “ midnight meteor's glearn," the which, while we look the probe. They had for some days been preparing upon, we fear to say, “ there it is," least it should her for the interview with Arden, which was now fixed have already passed away, and left us gazing on the for the following morning, and which she seemed to deep blue fault through which it had shot. Marie expect with rather a timid curiosity. was of the finest order of forms. A loose white robe, At an early hour Marie arose, after passing a restless confined beneath the breast by a single diamond clasp, night. There was an unearthly brightness about her displayed a bust of faultless symmetry. Her long raven eye, something of an unsteadiness in her glance ; and tresses, darkly clustering o'er a brow of spotless purity, her colour “ still changing,” now rolled iv crimson fell in rich disorderly profusion on her snowy neck and tide beneath her transparent skin, now retreating to shoulders. Her face was of the finest Grecian order, the great citadel the heart, left her of a paleness more and pale as the purest Parian marble, Grief had touched startling from the contrast. With anxious solicitude -not changed it. 'Twas like a lovely Dorian temple- her friends gathered round her ; and as they beheld deserted, but not in ruins. Its symmetrical pillars, her so young, so lovely, yet so steeped in misfortune's its exquisitely-turned dome, still remained; but the bitterest cnp—they dreaded to think how near was the holy fire that once burned on its altar was extinct : its crisis on whieh her fate might depend, and almost beauty was calmness—its loveliness was repose-was shrunk from asking themselves whas might be its issue. stillness—was all but death.

The hour arrived. Arden was announccd. Marie The air that Arden sung had been a favourite with arose—her eye met his. For a moment an expression the Duchess de B-Marie had never heard it of joy shot across her countenance. 'Twas but for a since her mother's death. It touched a chord that long moment-'twas succeeded by one of the intensest had ceased to vibrate, With breathless attention she agony. She gave a loud and heart-rending shriek. drank in every note ; and, as the voice sunk in the She clasped her head with her bands, and sunk senselast sweet cadence, and died away on the listening ear, less. In that brief moment memory had resumed her a vague indefinite perception of what she had been seat. Her father's murder-her mother's untimely seemed to steal across her soul, and lent a new and death-her own misfortunes—all glanced before her touching interest to her features. With mixed wonder with maddening rapidity. Her feelings, so long pent and delight Arden gazed on the lovely being before up, suddenly gushed forth with resistless violencehim. he moved not—he scarcely dared breathe she felt as if pierced by an arrow through the brainlest the beautiful vision should vanish. His whole life the iron had entered her soul. With a cry, wild as seemed concentred in that moment, and he found her own, Arden darted forward-as she was falling himself watching the spot on which she had stood for he clasped her in his arms, and, as he pressed her minutes after she had quitted it.

senseless form to his beating heart, he felt “ that surely As the summer advanced, their interviews had been the bitterness of death was past." repeated. He had gained the inside of the little garden, Lady Aubry only retained any composure. Mildly and at her feet had poured forth his whole soul in a and gently she raised the still lifeless Marie from food of impassioned eloquence—the child of true and Arden's arms, and committed her to the care of Dr. unaffected feeling. A marked change had taken place F-, whose attendance had been insured. I had in Marie's state. She had become more unsettled- come with Arden to share the happy scene—it was more disturbed—and her mind seemed often to revert now my melancholy task to withdraw him from the to her melancholy lot. Her careful guardians became fatal spot. For some time he heard me not when I alarmed. They tried confinement; but found that she spoke ; at length, suddenly seizing my arm, and drawrelapsed into that state of cold unobserving apathy, ing his cap over his eyes, he hurried along with reckless which they dreaded more than the most powerful rapidity. In the evening we called to inquire. She excitement. She was again permitted to see Arden, was still alive, but had not spoken. Early the and appeared so far improved, that, when it became morning we again called. Though it was nearly dark, necessary for Lady Aubry to return to London, it was we were admitted. Lady Aubry came to meet us. determined that Marie should accompany her.

Her face told too plainly that all was over. As it was thought the excitement of the journey, few minutes Marie had recovered her consciousness. and change of place, might probably have some effect In that brief delusive lightening before death, she had on Marie's mind, it was determined that, for the pre- just strength to thank Lady Aubry fervently for all her sent, Arden should remain behind; Lady Aubry, kindness. She mentioned Arden ; and, taking from whom his devoted and disinterested attachment had her breast a small locket which had belonged to her gained over, undertaking to inform him of any change mother, she begged it might be given him as a last that might occur.

For a

BY MRS. LEMAN GRIMSTONE.

occur.

Autumn! I love thee well, memorial. In a few minutes she had ceased to breathe,

Though bleak thy breezes blow : Arden shook like an aspen leaf, while receiving the

I love to see thy vapous rise, last token of her whom he had loved so well. He

And clouds roll wildly round the skies, essayed to speak a few words of thankfulness to Lady

Where from the plain the mountains swell, Aubry, but his voice died away in hoarse and broken

And foaming torrents flow. murmurs. He pressed her hand-then, placing his

Autumn ! thy fading flowers arm within mine, we slowly left the room.

Droop but to bloom again;

So man, though doomed to grief awhile, On returning to the hotel, I found that our regiment

To hang on fortune's fickle smile, was again ordered for foreign service, and that it was

Shall glow in heaven with nobler powers, necessary we should join immediately. I rejoiced at

Nor sigh for peace in vain. this, as I hoped it might dispel the depth of Arden's melancholy, and in some measure dissipate the cloud that hung around him, and seemed to freeze up all

RICH AND POOR. his feelings at their fountain head. But it was in vain. He joined the regiment a heart-broken man. Mechanically he performed the duties of his station.

It is the established law of society that the poor appeared on parade, at mess, but he moved amongst man shall have nothing but that for which he gives his us as amongst persons with whom he had not one

labour, and the rich man every thing for which he gives feeling, one idea in common.

his money. Machinery is very fast superseding human

labour in general; and monopoly is accumulating “ He never smiled; or smiled in such a sort As if he mock'd bimself, and scorn'd his soul

masses of exclusive wealth : thus the rich and the poor That could be moved to smile.”

are advancing to a point at which a re-action must

Nature, like an indulgent mother, gave human In a few days we embarked.

kind vigour, which led to labour ; and ingenuity, which Our regiment was destined to assist the troops en

led to art; for the employment of these powers she has gaged in besieging the strong fortress of S-- On

every where profusely spread the materials of wbich our arrival we found that a breach had been made, and

wealth is made. Even a cursory glance at the vast that an assault had been ordered for the next morning at daybreak. This news seemed to arouse Arden hoards which she has for this purpose supplied, as

tonishes the mind! The sea, the soil, the deep mine, from his melancholy torpor. He eagerly sought the

and the broad mountain, the forest, and the field, all general, and obtained command of the forlorn hope.

cry aloud, “ We teem.” Impelled by natural wants well remember his appearance on that morning.

and inherent energies, man has made the giant oak bow His fine commanding figure, drawn up to its full

beneath his arm ; he has rent the rock, and turn its height-his step proud, firm, and elastic. His face

costly secret from its bosom; he has traversed unwas pale; but on each cheek there was a circumscribed

fathomed seas, turned desert soils, and scattered harvest blood-red spot, and a wild unsettled fire gleamed at

gold over the fallow fields of the wilderness. But naintervals from his full dark eagle eye. In few but

ture, thus indulgent to our physical wants, has been energetic words he addressed his devoted band—then

less prodigal in aid of our moral ones. She has furdrawing his sword, and iinging away the scabbard.

nished us with energies, with stimulating appetite for he gave the word to advance. I saw him as he sprung

calling those energies into action, and with variety of amongst the mouldering masses of a ruined bastion

matter for them to act on. But for the supply of our the thick clouds of a murderous volley hid him from

moral wants,—for the principle on which the method my sight-1 had seen him for the last time!

by which that supply may best be made.-comparatively We buried him on the breach that his valour had

few and feeble have been the attempts at discovery or gained, and we mourned, as if each had lost a brother.

application. Every where man has been the dupe of He was generally known and loved ! and many an

wealth, nowhere the disciple of happiness. He has ao old Peninsular officer, as he reads this hasty and

cumulated riches till they have produced poverty-a imperfect sketch, will recognise the features of an

paradox which only the present bitter experience of “ ower true tale," and sigh and say,

society could have suggested. Where shall we seek Arden!”

the cause of all this? In the fact that the creation of wealth has been pursued as an end, not as a means, and individual riches preferred to universal prosperity.

This is the real Pandora, which, when it came upon the ON AUTUMN.

world, let the ills before

“ Conned,
I LOVE the dews of night,

Burst furious out, and poison all the wind;
I love the howling wind,

From point to point, from pole to pole, they flew,
I love to hear the tempest sweep

Spread as they went, and in their progress grew."
O'er the billows of the deep !

The love of property has usurped the place of the
For nature's saddest scenes delight
The melancholy mind.

love of human nature : art is valued more than the are

tisan, trade than the trader. In statistical enquiries, it Autumn ! I love thy bower

is produce, not producers, that concentrates attention ; With faded garlands drest;

if the former be great, the political economist is How sweet, alone to linger there When tempests ride the midnight air,

satisfied; he pronounces the country so distinguished To snatch from earth a fleeting hour,

to be in a high state of prosperity ; the human feelings, The sabbath of the breast,

faculties, and frames, that have been tortured by pri

Alas, poor

vation, and abridged of their fair proportion of enjoy- willingly do to keep life and soul together ; to be wil. ment and of life, are not even casually glanced at ; and ling and able to work is now not enough: the mere while he exults with pride and pleasure over wealth, privilege to labour must be purchased by interest and which is the work of man, man himself, the work of favour. Sloth and superabundance have made the God, is regarded as the mere tool, fit only to be worn former class wanton : exercise and necessity have made out upon the production of wealth, which is carefully the latter ingenious : the one has contracted a vicious stored in well-appointed warehouses, while the wealth- appetite for variety : the other exists under an unfor. producers are cast at random on the waste of chance tunate obligation to administer to that appetite. Lacharity, or churlishly admitted to ill-constructed work- bour and invention, from the honourable office of suphouses.

plying the necessaries, comforts, and embellishments The division of labour, and all the other principles of life, are debased to the task of devising luxuries and of the science of political economy, have aimed at the emblazonments. Trinkets for the vain, toys for the increase of wealth, and the aim has been accomplished; weak, and things yet worse for the vile, degraded inbut the practical morality, that ought to make a pri- dustry is compelled to produce, or be quite starved, as mary part of this and every science, is left out of view. it is now half starved. An insane waste of the best Where have we plan or principle for the increase or powers of one portion of the human kind is made to security of happiness, though to seek happiness be the create and keep alive the worst propensities of another inherent and inextinguishable master-motive of every portion of the same species. There is in all things an human breast-leading naturally to the exercise of equitable re-action ever in operation, and injustice on every virtue, but under existing circumstances to every one side makes injury contingent on the other ; thus vice ? God is continually replenishing the world with the debasement of the poor re-acts to the degradation beings endowed for enjoyment, and animated by the of the rich. The pale victim of unhealthy trade, (a desire to obtain it; while man is multiplying circum- crying evil, which, when men feel and think properly, stances that place all the qualifications and cravings will cease to exist ; for there is no real necessity of such under an impious interdiction. The love of property trades—they are ever in the pay of some of the artiproduced the fratricidal law of primogeniture, which ficial wants of enervating luxury,)—the pale victim of parts those whom God had joined, bids brother stand an unhealthy trade labours for some pale victim of inopposed to brother, and, by creating discord and divi- dulgence, the toiler is surrounded by children squalid sion in families, brings the severest curse of life upon and listless, or desperate and vicious through want; the them. I knew three sisters, co-heiresses to a not very

idler by children feeble and effeminate, or, perhaps, considerable property : even in their very childhood, I equally desperate and vicious through excess. In ihe have heard those girls deprecate the event of their having home of the one every feeling and faculty is stunted or a brother, because said they, He would take all." stimulated, paralysed or provoked, according to the Here is an evidence of the preference of dead dross to strength with which nature has furnished its inmates to living love ; the consequences flowing from such pre- endure or defy the injuries of fortune; in the home of ference may easily be calculated. Children are essen- the other all is abundance, or rather super-abundance tially better legislators than men. I never knew a with all the toys and contrivances which supersede the question as to the division of any thing put to children, exercise of intellect, disturb judgment, distract attention, that they did not promptly decide upon an equal di- excite the passions--in fact, with all the moral imvision ; justice is obvious, and their fresh minds, im- poverishment that excess of money often produces. mediately perceive it, unless where they have been cor- The young victims of want, and the young victims of rupted by a system of preference and injustice adopted wealth, alike, at their destined hour, swarm into the towards themselves. I remember hearing a woman say fields of life. There they necessarily encounter each to some children, regarding the crumbs of a plump-cake other; they are naturally brethren, but political foes, which they had been eating, “ It was Harriet's cake, and conflict is the consequence, sometimes open, oftener so she ought to have the crumb.” It is this audit in- covert. Their pursuits are severally, it might be said terference that makes the crumbs of charity so scanty, mutually pleasure and pillage-for these are frequently that even the permission to pick them up from under convertible terms—the pleasures of the libertine and the rich man's table is accorded as a boon, and received the gambler surely deserve no better name than the as a privilege. The love of property has produced pillage of the pander and the pick pocket. Deceit and every where a system of plunder, which actuates alike credulity, artifice and indolence, are all upon the scene; the governing and the governed, till society has be- and the strange transitions inevitably attendant on such come little else than a habit of polite pillage, carried a state of things (which, under the denomination of on with bows, and curtseys, and counterfeit compla- “ the hope of rising, and the fear of falling,” is held to cency. As soon as the secret of making wealth be- be so admirable) necessarily occur. The poor man's came known, Appropriation, like a sordid step-mother, son springs, by some means or other, into wealth, and appeared ; she accumulated into masses that which power ; the rich man's son sinks into want and infamy. ought to have been diffused like the fertilizing dew and For the civil war of life the former is often better the invigorating sun-shine. Partiality she made her

educated than the latter ; is frequently possessed of prime minister, by whom favourites have been elected, energies unknown to the supine inheritor of fortune. and they get much for doing nothing, at the expense of The pupil of poverty has often craft, where the disciple those who get next to nothing for doing a great deal. of wealth has only credulity, and credulity of the worst Society is divided into the idle and the industrious ; kind—that of erroneously believing himself to be a very alas: there is a division yet more invidious,—those superior creature. Thus the one will be subtle and who enjoy every thing and do nothing, and those who servile, where the other will he vain haughty. The want every thing, even the ork which they would first fights for all that makes life desirable ; the second

the other, and not having a third to put into her pocket; of course, the objects of her commiseration went une relieved. Printing, the great agent of the diffusion of knowledge, has truly been the poor man's friend; it has come on like a steam vessel, running down all the petty craft that opposed its way. But there is a power greater than this, of which this is only one of the engines ; that power is education. Education is the only equalizer : as far as human kind can be equalified, THAT will do it. It is a universal interest-let it be a universal aim.-Monthly Repository.

STANZAS.

only seeks something to render it endurable; the one is starving, the other surfeited; the one is fierce and self dependent, the other effeminate aud dependent on the services of others. What, in the long run; as is familiarly said, must be the issue of such arrangements ? That which exists wretchedness. The rich are almost as remote from happiness as the poor;- for where there is uncertainty there must be fear and solicitude; and where they are, happiness cannot be.

Luxury and misery have now, it might be imagined, reached their extreme points, and St. James's and St. Giles's are as complete antipodes as it is possible for them to be ; but the universal impression made by these revolting and unnecessary contrasts bears a new charac. ter from one important circumstance, which is, the general disposition to look into the constituents of human nature—the general disposition to perceive that physical wants, moral affections, and mental capacity, have equal claims to satisfaction, enjoyment, and exercise in every class; and that, as regards these, if there be not, and perhaps never will be, the equality which an extreme philantrophy proclaims, there is no such inequality as conventional rule pretends. Men are now weighed by another standard than they were of old, when the husbandman and the artizan were held to be, by divine decree, little better than beasts of burthen, and monarchs and nobles were deemed by divine right, something more than demi-gods. The slow but sure progress of time has accumulated evidence that strikes even purblind prejudice. When the observer looks around for beauty, where does he find it? Only among the privi. leged in courts and cities ? Does the anatomist perceive a fine organization to be exclusively confined to the wealthier classes ? Does the moralist discover the virtues and affections only in circles and homes of opulence ? No, no. However long the present gross and unequal division of the goods of life may continue, they will never again be held as right or necessary, The people are rising in the moral scale, and, to preserve any thing like the ancient order of things, their conventional superiors must rise in proportion; but they have too long been satisfied with a fictitious elevation to have much power or disposition to attempt taking a real one ; and if they did, as nature, when given fair play, is no respecter of persons, they could not secure being the fleetest in the race or the strongest in the battle. Also vain, weak, and fatal, will be all attempts to repress those who are resolved to rise-as the weight of pressure, so will be the force of resistance; and woe to the instrument of such attempts—the boiler is the first sacrifice to an explosion. The holder of power is too often like an intoxicated man; as insensible of impending danger as reason or justice, he does not see that his own interest consorts with both, and that he had better concede like a relenting brother than be conquered like a reluctant brigand. So inebriated has power become, that it has ceased to make oblations at the shrine of hospitality, which once prompted the wealthy, on occasions, to cast wide the castle gates ; to people the ancient hall with guests of all degrees, who in the generous revel forgot griefs and forgave injuries. Now absenteeism proclaims the sympathy which the rich and titled entertain for their suffering fellow-country people : the former are, perhaps, in the predicament of Curran's aunt, whom he described as holding the petitions of the poor with one hand, wiping her eyes with

6. They tell us of an Indian shore.

Where gold is wash'd by every wave ; Where neither winds nor breakers roar,

To mar the peace which plenty gave.
But breathes there in that land of gold
One spirit of the rarer mould ?
" They tell us of an Indian vale,

Where Summer breathes on every tree ; Where odours float on every gale,

And grass is green continually.
But we have here our Summer too,
More welcome still, because more new.
“ They tell us of an Iudian sun,

Which overpowers the shrinking sense ; And bursting through the • vapour dun,'

Dispel's the winter's influence.
I care not for that Indian sun,
It scorches those it beams upon.
• Ob give to me one little spot,

It beams before my fancy now ;
Where all forgetting-all forgot,

I'd smooth the wrinkles from my brow, I'd smile at Nature's fiercest mood With one to cheer my solitude."

THE FEVER SHIP.

I sailed from Liverpool for Jamaica, and after a pleasant voyage arrived at my destination, and discharged my cargo. My vessel was called the Lively Charlotte, a tight brig, well found for trading, and navigated by thirteen hands. I re-loaded with sugar and rum for Halifax, intending to freight from that place for England before the setting in of winter. This object I could only achieve by using double diligence, allowing a reasonable time for accidental obstacles. My brig was built sharp for sailing fast, and I did not trouhle myself about convoy, (it was during war,) as I could run a fair race with a common privateer, and we trusted to manæuvring, four heavy carronades, and a formidable show of painted ports and quakers, for escaping capture by any enemy not posfessing such an overwhelming superiority of force as would give him confidence to run boldly close alongside, and find out what were really our means of defence. I speedily shipped what provisions and necessaries I wanted, and set sail. A breeze scarcely sufficient to fill the canvas, carried us out of Port Royal harbour. The weather was insufferably hot; the air seemed full of fire, and the redness of the hemisphere, not long before sunset, glared as intensely as the flame of a burning city. Jamaica was very sickly; the yellow fever had destroyed numbers of the inhabitants, and three fourths of all new-comers speedily became its victims. I had been fortunate enough to lose only two men during

my stay of three or four weeks (Jack Wilson and Tom Waring), but they were the two most sturdy and healthy seamen in the brig: the first died in thirty-nine hours after he was attacked, and the second on the fourth day. Two hands besides were ill when we left, which reduced to nine the number capable of performing duty. I imagined that putting to sea was the best plan I could adopt to afford the sick a chance of recovery, and retard the spreading of the disorder among such as remained in health. But I was deceived. I carried the contagion with me; and on the evening of the day on which we lost sight of land, another hand died, and three more were taken ill. Still I congratulated myself I was no worse off, since other vessels had lost half their crews while in Port Royal, and some in much less time than we had remained there.

We sailed prosperously through the windward passages, so close to Cuba that we could plainly distinguish the trees and shrubs growing upon it, and then shaped our course north-easterly, to clear the Bahamas and gain the great

ocean.

We had seen and lost sight of Crooked Island three days, when it became all at once a dead calm ; even the undulation of the sea, commonly called the ground swell, subsided; the sails hung slackened on the yards; the vessel slept like a turtle on the ocean, which became as smooth as a summer mill-pond. The atmosphere could not have sustained a feather ; cloudless and clear the blue serene above and the water below were alike spotless, shadowless, and stagnant. Disappointment and impatience were exhibited by us all, while the sun faring from the burning sky, melted the pitch in the rigging till it ran down on the decks, and a beef-steak might have been broiled on the anchor-fluke. We could not pace the planks without blistering our feet, until I ordered an awning over the deck for our protection : but still the languor we experienced was overpowering.

A dead calm is always viewed with an uneasy sensation by seamen, but in the present case it was more than usually unwelcome ; to the sick it denied the freshness of the breeze that would have mitigated in some degree their agonies; and it gave a predisposition to the healthy to imbibe the contagion, lassitude and despondency being its powerful auxiliaries. Assisted by the great heat, the fever appeared to decompose the very substance of the blood ; and its progress was so rapid, that no medicine could operate before death closed the scene of suffering. I had no surgeon on board, but from a medicine-chest I in vain administered the common remedies : but what remedies could be expected to act with efficacy, where the disease destroyed life almost as quickly as the current of life circulated ! 1 had now but five men able to do duty, and never can I forget my feelings when three of these were taken ill on the fourth day of our unhappy inactivity. One of the sick expired, as I stood by his cot, in horrible convalsions. His skin was of a deep saffron hue; watery blood oozed from every pore, and from the corners of his eyes,-he seemed dissolving into blood, liquefying into death. Auother man rushed upon deck in a fit of delirium, and sprang over the ship's side into the very jaws of the numerous sharks that hovered ravenous around us, and seemed to be aware of the havoc death was makiug,

I had now the dreadful prospect of seeing all that remained perish, and prayed to God I might not be the last; for I should then become an ocean solitary, dragging on a life of hours in every second. A day's space must then been an age of misery. There was still no appearance of a breeze springing up; the horrible calm appeared as if it would last for ever. A storm would have been welcome. The irritating indolence, the frightful loneliness and tranquility, that reigned around, united with the frequent presence of human dissolution, thinning our scanty number, was more than the firmest nerves could sustain without yielding to despair. Sleep fled far from me; I paced the deck at night, gazing upon the remnant of my crew in silence, and they upon me, hopeless and speechless. I looked at the brilliant stars that shone in tropical glory, with feverish and impatient feelings, wishing I were among them, or bereft of consciousness, or were anything but a man. A heavy presentiment of increasing evil bore down my spirits. I regarded the unruffled sea, dark and glassy, and the reflection of the heavens in it, as a sinner would have contemplated the mouth of hell.

The scene, so beautiful at another time, was terrible under my circumstances. I was overwhelmed with present and anticipated misery. Thirty years I had been accustomed to a sea-life, but I had never contemplated that so horrible a situation as mine was possible ; I had never imagineil any state half so frightful could exist, though storms had often placed my life in jeopardy, and I had been twice shipwrecked. In the last misfortune, mind and body were actively employed, and I had no leisure to brood over the future. To be passive, as I now was, with destruction creeping towards me inch hy inch-to perceive the most horrible fate advancing slowly upon me, and be obliged to await its approach, pinioned, fixed to the spot, powerless, unable to keep the hopes of deliverance alive by exertion,—such a situation was the extreme of mortal suffering, a pain of mind language is inadequate to describe, and I endured in silence the full weight of its infliction.

My mate and cabin-boy were now taken with the disease ; and on the evening of the fifth day Will Stokes, the oldest seaman on board, breathed his last just at the going down of the sun. At midnight another died. By the light of the stars we committed them to the ocean, though while wrapping the hammock round the body of the last, the effluvia from the rapid putrefaction was so overpowering and nauseous, that it was with difficulty got upon deck and flung into its unfathomable grave. The dull plash of the carcass, as it plunged in, I shall never forget, raising lucid cir. cles on the dark unruflled water, and breaking the obstinate silence of the time; it struck my heart with a thrilling chillness; a rush of indescribable feeling came

Even now this sepulchral sound strikes at times on my ear during sleep, in its loneliness of horror, and I fancy I am again in the ship. These mourn. ful entombments were viewed by us at last with that unconcern which is shown by men rendered desperate from circumstances. Disease and dissolution were become every-day matters to us, and the fear of death had lost its power ; pay, we rather trembled at the thought of surviving : thus does habitude fit us for the most terrible situations. The last precaution I took was to remove the sick to the deck, the shelter of a wet sail, to afford them coolness. The next that died was

over me.

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