The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-09-08
AMONG THE CANNIBALS,
Oh
My Adventures at Sea.
CONCLUDED.

HNRYING the pumps, and finding they
L worked freely, gang of men went to
work on them, while, rigging a whip from
our yardarm, we assisted them on the En-
deavor, by hoisting it out in barrels. Our
work began to tell, and at night we had her
half pumped out, and rolling at her an
chors alongside of us. l tell you we felt
gay as we saw how we were succeeding,
and also heard that she had lots of barter
in her hold.
knew now, that if could save what
there was in her, and get it safely to China,
l had made my fortune. ! could see
brown stone mansion on Beacon Street,
like the one Seymour was occupying when
left, loom up before me as bright as day,
while nigger coachmen were cracking
whips over me all night; although the latter
part of my dreams firmly believe arose
from our swivel that faithfully roared out
it's warning note to the natives at its regu-
lar periods.
didn't allow my crew TO pump that
night, for / wanted to ascertain if the
wreck leaked any, and also wanted them to
be fresh in the morning. AS soon as it was
light enough we measured the water in the
hold, and found there were only a couple
of inches more than when we knocked off
the night before, SO at it again we went,
determined to clean her all out.
By noon she was as dry as Shaker
bucket, so now we went to work on the
hole we had made. The plug was driven in
as tightly as sturdy arms could send it,
then sawed off smooth, large piece of tar
red canvas tackled on with small nails over
the plug, some plank spiked over the can
vas, and then we gave the whole concern a
thorough coat of tar over all.
Having done this outside we repeated the
performance on the peg inside the hold,
making it perfectly water tight.
81 guess that snoodle-dog will stand all
the banging it can get in one passage across
the Atlantic" the mate said, when he had
finished the job, he having taken the whole
charge of it, being a good workman with
tools.
GAN l want it to do" replied, "is to
make one trip through the China Sea-. and
that will answer my purpose"
"You don't mean to tow that hulk to
Canton, do you2n he asked, with some
curiosity.
"Tow her not far. calculate when
we get the masts that we cut away, and
which are towing astern, shipped again,
wen let her do part of her own carting.'
"By thunder, that is trick didn't
think Of that, I'll take her there if you say
So" my mate said, with enthusiasm.
Gwen rig her first, and talk afterwards;
but now she is free from water let's see if
we can find out where she belongs, and
what about her." l said.
Somehow we had refrained from going
below, either in the cabin or forward, both
of which places were on fire when we scut-
tied her in the hurry we did. Turning our
steps aft, we looked down the cabin gang
way. The stairs were gone one look suf-
feed to tell us thatft would be useless to
look for identification there, for it was all
burned up, the staterooms having fallen
in, mass Of chaTed wood, their contents
destroyed beynd recognition.
The fire had done no material damage to
the hull Of the vessel, aft, so we looked
forward, The condition was the same
there; and as there was no name painted
on the hull we could discover nothing that
would lead TO her Identification.
We found, however, that we had sunk
her just in time, for one short half hour
would have served to burn holes through
her in a number Of places so VIC felt happy