The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1833-03-05


hus far kept life in US, has told us that
,othing short Of n miracle can save us !;
some of the crew have taken the fever,
hey must go into port soon they cannot
AXE MS with them Soon therefore, dis
ease or their knives must end us
You say truly said the mournful
voice Of II youth, who, at that moment,
softly entered the cabin 'bu,,' and he
knclt beside Mary and clasped her pas
sionalely to his heart-'llylng or dying,
,ce will 40 hence together.
oh since So it must be, cried Mad
anne Vanderin, 'oh ! TINT we could IN
decd depart together, and instantly =
Bu,-His will he DONE
His will be done = responded her
expiring partner and that Sety day
at evening his body was committed to
.he waves. His wife t,ok his place in
the sick berth. Then it was that Mn-
ry's fortitude f.rsook her. 'Oh to BE-
left alone = was her bitter cry. Again
her guardian angel was at her side, and
reoented his VOW to die with her. She
wep, upon his faithful bosom, and for a
moment was relieved. But suddenly
she raised her head wildly. You die !!
she exclaimed-'surely, surely, yol cnn
escape
j am not the ruffian ! am torced 20
appear on deck said he, vlp ciosed
teeth, aud he drew from ms bosom a
dagger, and fiercely clrtching, n-Ihy
life measures Dusersach's and mine
II was the ,uy after Vanderlin's
death. .,p
bach hos practice ? A distressing
time oSheAlth in the cabin, eh =
81 dismissed one patient yesterday,
v,u know said Reynolds with a grim
srpie.
sAy, but the faculty on shore could
have dismissed all three in less timc.--
Provisions are getting short we must
go into port soon, and with clean Dill
of health, you know. Quicker cures. or
must send DR.. Dunscomb to consult
with YOU
Want and disease had indeed reach
ed the crew, and they begun TO rnurmur
There still existed in the cabin two wit
nessess of their ntrocities, and In the
stecrage six. Dusenbach pondered long
and deeply upon the shedding of blood
and the glances of his malignant eye
became hourly more baleful. But a
power was gathering in the air to has
ten the contamination of his crimes, o.
to work an appalling change in the as
pect of our narrative.
'rwill be n miracle if this northeas-
ter don't bring US a windfall,' said John
Dory with his nose to the windward,
like jackall scenting his prey. lie
was standing with number OF hard
looking fellows OF the outmost beach OF
Block. Island, looking out upon the sea
which maddened and drove to the shore
with violence rarely witnessed even ON
that weatler-beaten coast.
'Belay all that Tom Rose, said an
other as one Of the youngest of them
rceed and nearly fell before the strength
of the wind-'You had better put in
your dead lights and rig your sea legs
before YOU venture so look this whole
some breeze in the eye = And he fell
to whistling in that peculiar key, with
which a seaman inyokes the wind, with
now and then nn ejaculation of 'blow my
good breeze blow !! Aud they stood
upon the beach, gazing upon the sea,
like birds of i'll omen, trying to pierce
the increasing darkness OF twilight, and
readv Ia deyour whatever the elements
might spare. 1t grew darker, and, with
dis scoutentcd louks they began to dis
persc =,
Never mind said John Dory, If
there's any thing within hundred miles
of the coast, it must come in
If that tall fellow said the youngs-
ter. that stood hereway yesterday morn
ing, were only there now, we should
have the picking Of her bones
Bones, boy 2 said Dory, wed have
her fat-and Davie Jones might pick
her bones And with laugh they
were retiring, when a distant heavy
sound came floating with the blended
mist and spray, down on the fierce
northeastern. They stopped with ears
erect. Again and again it came, BOOM
ing heavily on the night-wind.
sTis signal Of distress J cried John
Dory; snow three TO the lights and
three to my pilot-boat ! In few min
utes three fires we're lighted at as many
different points, and boat was seen
stealing, like spectre, out of the little
harbor into the thick darkness of the
ocean. The signal guns continued TO
be heard, at intervals, for several hours
as the ship ncared the coast.
Are you sure Of your bearing pilot =
shouted the anxious voice of Dusenbach
through the dim of the tempest.
sAy, ay, sir = said tho voice Of John
Dory, out of the top Of his huge monkey