The Newtown bee., 1879-08-13
forty miles in length. Wewere to lie in
 wait for the Vigilant on the farther

shore, and cut her of as she passed the northern head of the bay. We pulled strongly till the forenoon was closing. We ha4 neither water nor food l dop't know whethe1 the arrangements for supply had failed, or had been wholly forgotten. But I had eaten nothing from noon of the previous day, and l began to suffer dreadfully from thirs+. It was al- most noon when we ran the boat through the surf and beached her. In doing so our clothes were drenched with sea water, and felt instant relief from thirst. I tried this afterward with good effect, ex-s cept that it made the skin sore.
 We got to the beach ut about twelve o'clock, and one of the men with strong glass, which Mcguire had brought, was sent to hill to look out for the sailing of the Vigilant. At about one o'clock he came down at run and reported the vessel, under full sail, steering north. We ran the boat through the surf and pulled out with light hearts. All efforts to attract the attention of the Vigllant failed, and at last the party put back to land, where O'Reilly passed the night in constant anxiety.
 Next morning, having made the boat water-tight with paper bark, l went to sea in this craft, towing over the stern sufficient food to last me for some days. She was light and easily pulled: Before night I had passed the headland and was on the Indian Ocean,. I knew there was current going northward. Next morn ing I gave up pulling and sat down to watch and wait. It was very hot. The sun famed above, and the reflection from the water was scorching. The meat towing in the sea was becoming putrid, and during the night some of the pos sums and kangaroo rats had been taken by sharks. That day. toward noon, l saw a sail; it was the Vigilant; there was no other vessel there. She drew near to me-so near that I heard voices on deck. I saw the men aloft on the lookout; but they did not see me, or at least Captain Baker says so: She sailed away again. and was out of sight before night. Heretofore l have simply said that l went out to sea, saw the Gazelle in this way, and was picked up.)
 The dew at night and the cool air refreshed me, and I resolved to pull back to shore and wait for Maguire's return. pulled all night, off and on, ard in the morning saw the sand hills at the head land of Geographic bay. By noon 1 was ashore, and then began most weary walk back to Johnson's, where l arrived that night.
 After that left the sand tvallcy no more I wanted to sleep all the time,
  five days more I was thoroughly walk ened, however, by the cheery voice ofmy friend Maguire, ,and with him came M, who said he was resolved to see me through this time. Mcguire brought me a brief letter from Father McCabe, ask ing me to remember him. The whalers were to sail next day, and Captain eff ford of the GazclIe, of New Bedford, had agreed to tnke me off, To make it sure, IV.,EI, IA T.{N. l,,,l h. to take me as far as Java.
 But there was one drawback. A criminal convict. one of the worst char aeters in the colony, a ticket-of-leave man, named Martin Bowman, of Beau mont, had discovered the means of my escape, and mad gone to Mcguire and threatened to put the policeon the track unless he was taken off too. Mcguire could not dissent, so here was the scoundrel coolly looking at us and say ing nothing.
 That night we slept little, some one always keeping an eye on Bowman. We were up at aybreak, and soon after we were afoat. Old Johnson and his boy stood on the beach and saw us push off. | We pulled straight out toward the head | land, as Captain Clifford had instructed. | By noon we saw the two whaleships coming along with a fine breeze. To- ward evening we heard a hail, and some one on board shouted my name, and cried out, Come on board !" We were all oveijoyed. Wepuled alongside, and l | was helped out of the boat by the strong arms of Henry Hathaway, the third mate. Captain Clifford made me welcome and gave me place in his cabin. Martin Bowman, the escaped criminal, was sent forward among the crew. ~
 Some months afterward. when the Gazelle touched at Roderique, and Eng fish island in the Indian Ocean, the gov ernor came aboard searching for an black haired man. I was standing with MT. Hussey, the mate. when the 1 governor of the island made the demand. Mir Hussey said that no such person was on board. The governor answered that he had information that man had escaped on the Gazelle. MT. Hussey feared they might seize the ship, so he said that man of that description who had come on board off the coast of Au- stralia might be the person. He called Bowman, whom every on board detest- | ed, and he was put in irons and taken on shore. We knew that he would tell the whole story (the wonder is that he did not do it then; but he wished tC make terms for his own release). That night the officers of the Gazelle threw the grindstone, with my hat, overheard while I lay in the captains cabin. A cry of < Man overheard p was raised, 3 boat lowered and the hat picked up There were on board some English ex- convicts, who had shipped in Australia and these only waited for a chance tc get me retaken. But one of'them, utter. : 1y deceived by the officers strategy, de c1ared that he saw me sink when the hat was picked up. When the governor of theil land came on board the next day : to den md his prisoner the flag was at half-n ist, and the officers sorrowfully told 8i1ns that the man he probably
 wanted had jumped overheard in tht night and was drowned. His policemen ,, went among the crew and learned tht same news, being particularly impressed
 by the Englishman's story. Two day!
 later the Gazelle sailed from Roderique 1 and I came on deck. much to the amaze