Martinsburg gazette and public advertiser. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1826-1833, 1827-08-30

tins time that his cracked and burled
voice first fell upon the ears OF the
crew; and for about twenty minutes
the panic it created is indiscribable.-
The whist company in the cabin at
first thought it was one Of the sailors
in a chest, and called the captain; who
declared he had been that minute ex
aiming into the cause of the unearthly
sounds, and had mustered his crew all
of whom were on deck, as much as
Ionlshed as he was-nay, more so, for
one of them, a Welshman, felt o
WINGED that the voice proceeded from
the speaking trumpet Of The ghost OF
David Jones, his former shipmate
who had died in i'll will with him.
"Hallo DO o!"-"Murderp!-"M Muir.
der!" now rose upon all ears, as If the
voice was at the bottom OF the sea -
The Welshman fell upon his knees
and begged forgiveness OF his injured
aud departed friend, David Jones: the
rest Of the crew caught a slight tinge
of his fears, and paced about in cou
pies TO and fro; some declaring il was
below The rudder, and Others that it
was at the mast head. The passen
gers. one and all, hurried on deck; in
short, none ON board, not even the
Captain and the oldest seamen, were
free from alarm: for they had searched
every habit1ble place in the vessel
without discovering the cause of their
%terrors, and the hold, it was evident,
could not have contained an extra rat,
It was so crammed with luggage. &c.
Let me out you id ~rascais! let me
out, / say,i' screamed the voice with
increased vigor. These Explanations
the Welshman declared were address
ed to the devils, hat were %tormenting
his deceased enemy David: and he utter
ed a iervent prayer Tor the peace OF the
wandering and unhappy soul: but a
different idea was awakened in the
mind of the Captain by the words
Let me out!' There IL somebody
packed up in the hold exclaimed he,
and instantly ordering bis men TO fol
low him down, oil began to remove
the upppr layer of articles; which be
ing done, the voice became louder and
more distinct.
where are your bawled the Cap
tain.
I'm here in a coach, d----n you;'
answers the Quartermastcr.
The mystery was now solved, and
The Welshman made easy; but
no one could imagine how a hu
man being could have got into the
carriage. However, satisfaction on
.his point was not to be waited for: 80
the men fell 10 work, and after about
half al hours hard exer.ion, succeed
ed in Remembering the vehicle -
They then proceeded to unpack the
QIartermaster, whose as!onishment
amounted almost to madness, when
he found that ne had not only been con
fined to a coach, but in ship, and that
the said ship was in the middle Of the
German Ocean
1t was impossible to put back to
Harwich, so no remedy was left the
little fat gentleman but 10 proceed to
the end of the voyage, and to take
"A passage back from Hamburg as soon
as possible. This was bad enough;
but his hopes of an early return were
almost destroyed by the setting in OF
adverse winds, which kept the vessel
beating about III a most bile brewing
and stomach stirring ocean, for ten
days and nights; during which time.
when not sea sick, the Quartermsster
was employed in profoundly medita
ting ho1U he could have got into the
coach; and even after having taken
the opinion of the captain, the crew,
and all the passengers, upon the matter,
he felt himself as much in the dark
as ever. The last thing he could re
collect of the land he had lefs,' was
that he had dined and qUined at HE
Three Cups wha. followed was
chaos.
But the worst of the affair, decided
ly, was tina! the day on which he had
been put to sea was on the 22d of the
month, and as it was impossible for
him to make his appearance with his
regiment on the Oath, he knew he
must, as a matter of course, be report
ed Absent without leave at head
quarters and that he would most proha