The Arkansas advocate., 1830-06-02


 great hurricane in the West Indies, in the tf year l7S6.
 4 Scene at the Battle of NaOarino.-- Tom and l were just making our way down from the fore top-sail yard, when the enemy's guns opened upon us.-- Morflet, grasping my hand, exclaimed, " Don't forget Tom Morfet, M, farewell! to your gun! to your gum and So saying, he jumped down on the main deck, where he was quartered, and made the best of my way to the lower deck, and took my place at the gun. Lieut.. BroolSedfew issWoFd and told us not to fire till ordered. < Point your guns sure, Said he) and make eve y shot tell; that's the way to show them something like yankee piayn' He now threw his hat on deck, and told US to give the Turks three cheers, which We did with all our hearts. Then cry ing out "stand clear of the guns he gave the word "F1REr' and immedi- ateiy the whole tier of guns was dis charged, with terrible effect, into the side of the Turkish Admiral's ship that lay abreast of us. After this, it was ''hre away boys, as hard as you can. ''- The first man l saw killed in our vessel was marine, and it was not until we had received five orsix rounds from the enemy. He was close beside me. 1 had taken the sponge out of his hand, and on turning round saw him at my feet, with his head fairly severed from lis body, as fit had been done with a knife. My messmate Lee, drew the corpse out from the trucks of tht guns, and hauled 1t into midships, under the after ladder. The firing continued in- cessant, accompanied occasionally by loud cheers, allliclll allliclll were not drowned C ven in the roarof artillery; utdistinet- CT than these could be heard the dismal shrieks of the sufferers, that sounded like death knells in the ear or like the cry of war 6ends over their carnage.
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 As there IS always a cask oi water lashed to the mid-ships called .shghting water" one of the officers of the fore part Of the deck, on his way to the cock pit, came aft, begging to get q drink. 1Ie had been wounded severely in the right arm, with a piece of langridge shot, and the left was so bruised that he could not lift the jug to his head. De Squaw, who had been working the gun with an activity and snartness that sur prised me for man of his age, took the jug, and after skimming back the blood and dirt from the top of the cask, filled 1t and offered it to the officer; but just as he was in the act of holding it to the woundedman' smouth, he dropped aman- gled corps, being cut nearly in pieces with grape shot; the officer was knock. ed down, but not much hurt. sPoor fellow!" said he, "he has just died in perlormingan act of humanity; Godrest lis soulw We assisted the officer down the cock pit, where illuminated by the dim light of a few purser's dips, the sur geons and assistants were busily employ. ed in amputating, binding up, and at tending to the different cases as they are brought to them. The stifed groans. the figures of the surgeon and his mates their bare arms and faces smeared with blood, the dead and dying all around. some in the agonies of death and others lscreaming under the amputating knife, formed a horrid scene of misery, and made a hideous contrast to the epomp. pride and circumstances of glorious war.''
 It cannot be that earth is mans only abiding place. It cannot be that ouI life is bubble, cast tip by the ocean oI eternity to float moment upon its waves. and sink into darkness and nofb.