The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1846-11-29

could recover himself, another trsmsnApus
sea came and threw him against the up
per side Of the vessel. Thence he was thrown
in among every thing movable on deck, and con-
siderably bruised we have seen. After he was
thrown up the third time, he succeeded in catch.
ing hold of the sky-light frame, and there remain
ed for few moments, and the only person near
him to be seen or heard, was the small boy who
was saved. He was on the top of the ledge
amongst the wreck. Our informant here disco
vered that he was made fast by an iron hook, on
a bar of iron, which had become entangled in one
of hislie preservers after great exertions he made
out to throw of the straps over his head which
drew the other still tighter. He then thought
that all was over with him but by all almost
superhuman effort he succeeded in draw
ing that off also. He then found that the other
pair of preservers. which he had on,
were entangled with those he had thrown
off. To extricate himself from this difficulty, he
laid down, and drew all off, over his feet, and
threw them away. All this had to be done in
very few minutes; and what must have been his
feelings in that time
During this time the sea was breaking up the
steamer, and dashing the pieces of wreck about,
at one lime against Mr. Marsh and at another
crushing either a poor passenger or an untortu-
nate sailor TO death.
After Mr.. Marsh had thrown away his life pre-
servers, he saw CLEAN of light from the upper
side OF the vessel The Atlantic was then lying on
her beam ends, and her decks covered with ice.
Through the side of the vessel from which
this geam of light came, Mr. M. made his escape.
Before he reached that point, however, he saw
a human being standing near the aperture.
After reaching to within six feet of the outside
he called to the person, whom he saw, and who
proved to be the little boy, to pass him piece of
board, or something else, to enable him to
get over the ice. The boy thought that Mr..
M. told him to leave the place. This in
duced the boy to leave, and Mr. Marsh crept out
over what he supposed to be dead body, but
it was too dark to tell with certainty whether
or not this was 20. Then he took hold Of part of
the wreck on the side Of the ladies' saloon, and
walked on the edge OF the. vessel. On looking up,
he saw the mast, with several pieces Of timber
or spars attached, swinging to and fro. At this
moment a tremendous sea came and washed Mr..
M. back into the sea. Then he found it necessary
to swim, as rapidly as his bruised limbs would
permit him, through the swell of the sea, ice, and
broken parts of the vessel, to avoid the falling
mast, and escaped by few feet only. He then
made for the shore as quickly as possible, (which
he finally reached in safety, after being driven
back several times.
After MI. Marsh turned towards the shore he
heard some one cry sob! what shall do?
shan't get ashore" This was the little boy again.
Mr.. Marsh encouraged him to strike out through
the surf, and he had the pleasure, in the midst
of his pain, to see the little fellow land safely on
the beach.
As Mr.. M was thrown up for the last time he
caught hold of smalI sharp rock, and held on til
the sea lett him. Then he crept on his hands and
knees from the beach over rocks till he reached
a large rock, which sheltered him from the wind
1t was very dark, and intensely cold at this time.
Shortly after this, Mr.. M. heard a man speak,
and enquire " Who is there % Mr.. M. made an
exertion to speak, and, probably made some sort
of noise for the man told him " to hold on to
his Dress" to be led to his house. Finding HIM
selfverv weak and cold, he could not walk with
out falling. Just then, two other men came up,
and conveyed Mr. M. to the honse. This was about
s O'Clock in the morning, and from that time to
about s o'clock, Mr.. NJ was insensible.
Several others were picked up in the same way,
and were insensible for a great length of time.