Morning journal and courier., 1882-09-06

twelfth, till by six o'clock any man would in ! deed be hard to please if he would not con fess to having had real sport. The slaughter it is true. on these moors is not great but ten to thirteen brace to one's own gun is surely enough for the purpose of enjoyment, al though it would be sad, sad downcome to many a Highland and Yorkshire shot. But day like this has it's drawbacks even to the man in condition. Coming home at night the midges really insufferabIe, and so numer- ous are they that your horse appears to have changed color, so covered is he by the in sects. Possibly your pony may have escaped on to the hill when you come for him at night, and after ten hours hard walking it is not laughing matter to catch him. If the weather is wet, grouse may be impossible either to find or approach, and you will be better employed fishing the keid Coquet Jed, which although spoiled like all other bor- der streams by the Kawick weavers, still sometimes yield fair sport. But the greatest charm of all in shooting in those regions is the simple hospitality of the inhabitants, and perhaps even greater than that, the total ab- sence of tourists. tourist at the Garter Bar would be as strange sight as Loch Awe or Loch Katrine in summer without one. The only sign of advanced civilization is the tee- graph posts which go winding over the Car ter and down Reid water, and which against the sky line look like line of ancient gal lows trees The northern border is in fact one of the few regions which Scott has writ ten about that has not been spoiled in one sense and improved in another. It is un- will always remain so. Happy is the man who fndeth his hunting grounds in such pleasant places.
 Exciting Scene in Mid-Ocean. Men Overheard In a Monsoon, with Sharks
 About.
 lFron the Manchester Courier1
 correspondent who was a passenger by the steamship Dacca, which left Madras for London on the 1st ult., sends from Alden an interesting account of an exciting scene which he witnessed during a storm in the Indian ocean: The vessel encountered the monsoon few days after leaving Colombo, and had a rough time of it until the 7th ult. when the gale became so violent that canvas had to be taken in, awnings furled, and things made as snug as possible.
 The correspondent describes what follow ed
 1T came on deck at a. m. it was blow ing fercely, and the spray coming over the sheets. * * There were three of us on deck when the bell struck-a Miss, Mr., and myself. We were holding on to our chairs, which were firmly lashed to the inner cabin -kylights, under the lee of the ladies' saloon. Part of the crew were working hard to get the tstarboard lifeboat in board, when a bigger roll to the windward warned us of what was coming. Hold on ? some one shouted We held on. The chairs rushed forward on their lashings The deck stood upright. In came the sea, over the gunwale over the taffrail, up to our waists, lifted the lifeboat out of it's shackles, carried it over- board, smashing away stanchions and davits, and out to sea. Then came the horrid cry of Man overboard. .'
 '"The helm was put down, the engine re. versed, and back we went on a search-all the more so sharks had been seen round the ship earlier in the morning The boat was presently seen some POO yards of, keel uppermost. Soon after the two men were observed clinging on to it. Then came an exciting two hours, during which we steamed after the boat, which was drifting rapidly toward the east. But turning ship like the Dacca is 8 very slow business, and as she hung in the winds eye a jib was hoisted to bring her round By the time this was done the boat, with it's pitiful looking crew, was away two miles and more to leeward, and we were rolling heavily and manageable. At last the captain decided to lower a boat, and the order was given Stand by the boat, and soon after. Lower.' Who is going in herr he shouted.
 ''The first officer, MT. Ingram, sprang over the side caught hold of the davit ropes and slipped down, but just as he got near her, a great roll of the ship lifted him clear of the boat 20 feet in the air. As he came down again the boat had drifted forward, and he
 
 or six seconds. Up he came again as the ship heeled over, still hanging on, and missed by an ace having his skull smashed against the small boats side. It was really a terrible sight, and we shuddered as we looked on, the boat all the while being lashed up and down by the violence of the waves But at last his opportunity came, and he dropped into the stern. At once he was followed by the boat swain two firemen, and two European sail ors, the native crew hanging shamefully back. One of the passengers, young English officer, Lieut. Wolff, of the Seventh Fusiiiers, 8 son of Sir Drummond Wolff, volunteered at once. But the officer in charge would not accept passengers services while men of the crew could be got. At last the boat showed off, and the oars were got out, and in ter rible sea they set out for the missing boat Directed by the motions of man aloft, they got alongside her, and took the men aboard. Then began 6 hard row back.
 I've lost sight of her again and again, won- dering how she could live in such & sea. But still she held on, and got at last under our lee. By the help of a case of oil scattered ! over the waves they were comparatively still l ed, a ladder was let down, and when the last l man stepped on board such cheer greeted l him as told him what we thought of his pluck l and that of the gallant fellows with him. l Capt. Burkitt was perfectly cool the whole l time, and managed his ship with great skill. | When the first officer got a change of clothes, and came down to the cabin, he received all | kinds of congratulations, and his health was | drunk in bumpers of champagne On Sum- day morning we got under the lee of Cape l Guardafui, and so ended our brush with the | southwest monsoon"