The Hancock Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Ohio) 1857-1870, 1867-10-18
He smoke this in a loud voice. and

| de spoke this IN loud voice, and
sprang up to sitting posture.
"Whst is that?" he repeated, while
bright fire burned in his eyes. "But
for you should have died a misera.
BILE degraded being; but now 1 am
happy and contented. The lesson
has been a hard one, but nothing
else could have turned a heart like
mine. I have seen my God, and in
my soul l know all my sins are for
lgiven. washed away by the blood OF
the Lamb."'
He fell back exhausted, and al
that moment the doctor came In
Lotion tried to speak again, but be
was too weak. The physician told
me to come again in the morning.
| returned to my ship, and on the
next morning 1 went back to the
hotel. met the doctor and he told
me my friend was dead. I went up
to look at him, and those dark, sun
burnt features wore a smile in theiI
last silent repose.
"He was noble good man." the
doctor added. "He told me all, and
his attachment to you is surely sin
gular one, or at least fostered under
singular circumstances"
So we conversed some time about
the strange subject, and at length,
as 1 announced that / must return,
the doctor took me to the adjoining
apartment, Where there was a large
trunk, with my name on it.
"There," he said, "that trunk is
yours; and there is letter, which,
you will observe, was signed in the
presence of a ju stice and three wit
nesses."
opened the letter; it was long,
and had been written by his attorney
at Lotions dictatiOn. 1t reiterated
the thanks lie had already bestowed
on me, and informed me that the
trunk, with all that was in it, save
one small package. was mine, and
that upon this package should find
directions for its disposition; and,
lastly, l was forbidden to open the
trunk until L had passed the Cape of
Good Hope. waited to follow Mark
Lotions remains to the grave, and
then set sail. 81.
have been many times anxious to
leave the Cape behind me, but never
so anxious as then. But the time at
length came, and on the morning that
my ship struck the Atlantic | opened
the trunk. found lot OF old pa
per5; below them l came to Bible:
Next l came to lot of canvas bags,
and they were filled with gold. AT
the bottom was an iron bound box,
and upon it was letter directed to
me. l took it up, snd saw written
upon it ths name OF William CocksOn.
Bill was at thst moment within three
feet of me--fny first mate. We read
the letters together-one for him,
and one for me; and in them Lotion
hoped that the mementO here bestow-
ed might at least be some little sign
of his well wishes for an honest man
whom he had once so deeply wrong
ed.
In my letter l was desired to give
tho box to Casl,-@-. ;sLs --.-- l;~i-c,
and if he were dead l was to divide
it among such of the crew of the old
ship as were known to me.
Il will only add that Mark Lotion
had left me seven thousand pounds,
and to Bill one thousand. My mate
and / had some strange feeling at
that moment, and when we spoke the
name of him who had thus enriched
us, our hands involuntarily met in a
tremulous embrace, and warm tears
trembled upon our lids.
You now know why / have given
up going TO sea any more. You can
see, too, how natural it was that
COckson and / should enter into
partnership in the ship going bust
ness, and you will also understand
why we have called our new ship the
"Mark Lotion"