The Sun.
London, England, 1861-08-08 00:00:00

THE n SUN, LONDON, THURSDAY EVENING, AUGUST 8, 1861.

THREE MEN MURDERED BY A NEGRO.

The New York Tribune, of the 23d ult., contains the fol-
lowing : —The schooner S. J.Waring, of Brookhaven, Smith,
master, hence for Monte Video, July 4th, with an assorted
cargo, came up to the city on Sunday afternoon. On the
third day out from port, the 7th July, when 150 miles from
Sandy Hook, in lat 38 deg and long 79 deg she was brought
to by the privateer brig Jeff Davis, which sent a boat full
of men alongside, and ordered the captain of the schooner to
haul down the United States flag, and declared her a prize ;
they took from her a quantity of provisions, and then put on
board a prize crew of five men, taking away Capt. Francis
Smith, the two mates, and two seamen, leaving the steward,
two seamen, and Mr. Bryce Mackinnon, a passenger, on
board. The prize crew were Montague Amiel, a Charleston
pilot in command, one named Stevens as mate, Malcolm
Sidney, as second mate, and two men.
They made a southerly course, and on the 16th of July,
when 50 miles to the southward of Charleston, the prize cap-
tain and the second mate being asleep in their berths, the
first mate dozing on deck, and the others asleep, Mr. Till-
man, the steward (coloured), carried out his preconcerted
plan of killing the captain and the two mates with a hatchet,
and throwing the bodies overboard. The job was all done
in five minutes, Tillman taking command, and steering the
schooner northward. One of the remaining men was tied
up till the next morning, when he was released upon a pro-
mise to help to work the vessel. No one on board under-
stood navigation, but having once got hold of the land,
Tillman brought the schooner safely up to pilot ground,
when Chas. E. Warner, of the pilot boat Jane, took charge
of her.

We give below interesting particulars obtained from those
on board, premising that Capt. Smith and his men were put
by the Jeff Davis on a hOmeward-bound vessel soon after
their capture, and sent North, arriving in Portland 10 days
ago.

the:axe, and he did net repeat the cry. Then the steward
returned to the second mate's cabin, where, seated on a pile
of starch boxes, his legs drawn up, and his head between
his knees, was the half•stupified man. Again and again
the axe fell, and again and again the cry, " Don't do that,"
fell on my ear, each time fainter than the last. Stedding
then came down, avid the steward and he took the corpse of
the captain by the f‘ ot, and dragging it up the companion
way, tossed it overboard. Meantime I had got some irons
out, hoping to intercede to save bloodshed. Stedding and
the steward once more came down, and each taking the
second mate by the shoulder, led him out from the place
where he had crouched on the starch boxes. He seemed to
walls, with their assistance, as they went up the companion
way, but his head lay a pulpy mass upon his shoulder, and
a moment after a loud splash alongside told the fate of an •
other of the privateers.

There were three persons oa board who knew nothing of
all this. The two privateer sailors, and Donald M'Leod,
one dour seamen, whom I subsequently learned would not
join the steward and Stedding in his attempt to re-capture
the vessel. Handing me his pistol, Stedding went forward
and roused Milnor, the South Carolinian, a young man of
two or three and twenty, from his sleep at the foot of the
mainmast, and called him aft. Not seeing his comrades when
he came into the cabin, he was much frightened, and begged
for life. The steward told him he would not kill him, but
iron him, and his fate must depend upon his good behaviour
—he wanted to spill as little blood as possible. The man
willingly held out his wrists for the irons. They then went
forward to the forecastle, and called the other privateer,
Dorsey. Upon learning the condition of affairs, he begged
for his life, which they promised to spare if he would assist
in working the ship and be true and faithful, to all of which
he agreed.
The steward now took command, and the schooner was
head for the north, with a fair wind. None of us knew any-
thing of navigation, but we trusted to good fortune and the
land to enable us to make out our course. The South Caro-
linian was released from irons the next morning, and proved
a very usefnl and willing fellow in working the ship. On
Friday, the 19th, at eight o'clock in the morning, we made
the land, which became quite distinct by noon, and we kept
on our way with good weather, sounding our way as we
went. Of course we had to be vigilant.

Two of our hands might turn upon us at any moment,
and I\l‘Leod was not faithful, for days before we got in he
went forward, and slept with them in the forecastle.
Stedding, Tillman, and I managed it so that two of us
were on deck all the while, and always aft of the other
three. The men on watch carried the two pistols, and the
one that slept always kept one eye open, lest we might be
attacked. On Sunday morning, at 9 o'clock, we got a pilot,
off Sandy Hook, and soon after hired a tug for GO dols. to
tow us up to New York, where we arrived about 4 p.m.,
truly thankful for our great deliverance.

abreast, were the next two; the last two were St. Bernard
and Annette.

The Marine Plate of 100 cove (handicap) for all ages.
Winners extra. T.Y.C. Three-quarters of a mile.
Lord Annesley's Sweetsauce ,
4 yrs, 7st 71b • .(Charlton) 1
Mr. J. Osborne's Lopcatcher, 3 yrs 7st (carried 7st 11b)
(Challoner) 2
Mr. J. Smith's Wombat, 3 yrs, Est 51b ..(Wheatley) 3
The following also ran :—Curlew, Fractious, Overton,
Rosalind, Limeflower, Lisbon, Serino, Hypocrite, Clemen-
tine, and Lord of the Tees.

Betting-7 to 4 agst Sweetsauce, sto 1 agst Wombat, 6
to 1 agst Curlew, 8 to 1 agst Fractious, 10 to 1 agst Lop-
catcher, and 100 to 6 agst Lisbon.
An excellent start was obtained at the first time of ask-
ing. The favourite was the first on his legs, and, with a
lead of two or three lengths, came on with the lead, having
for his immediate followers Rosalind, Fractious, Curlew,
and Wombat ; the others, with the exception of the Hypo-
crite filly and Clementine, lying close up with the leaders.
On rounding the turn the leading horses, with the excep-
tion of the favourite, ran wide, which enabled Lopcatcher to
get through his horses, and he came on third, with
Wombat, on his whip hand, fourth. Little or no alteration
occurred in the order of running until they neared the
stand, when Lopcatcher took second and Wombat third
places, in which way they finished. Sweetsauce won in a
canter by two lengths ; a bad third ; Sermo was a bad
fourth, Overton fifth, Rosalind sixth; the Hypocrite filly
and Clementine ware the last two.