Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-05-25

T wish" said the gen1ieman, -to see une princinal-the owner of the shin Eliv.ha+,, ;,
 At the sound of that name the whola of the clerks looked up like one man and stared l at him.
 "Certainly.n exclaimed one of them iumn. ing up. sWhat name if you please, sira"
 "Mr Cuthbert Shaw"
 The clerk passed into another office. and in moment returned and requested MT. Shaw to walk in. This was done by passing round the desk; and Cuthbert, followed bv the eyes of all the clerks. entered large office. where at a table sat two elderly sen- tlemen
 One of thaa, gray haired man with spectacles, immediately rose
 "Mr. Shaw. think the name wasp "Mr. Cuthbert Shaw"
 "Pray take that chair, sir. My partner. Mir. Atkinson. My name Is Hunter.n
 He resumed his seat, looking inquisitively at the brown, though emaciated face of the young man.
 "It is possible, Mir. Hunter, that you may have already been apprised of the loss of your ship, the Elizabeth, of Cape Palmasan
 ''Yes, but only one week since, by the third mate of the vessel, who was rescued from boat with four companions"
 "I was on board the Elizabeth when she was wrecked, and am only just arrived in London"
 "Cuthbert Shaw? do not remember the name in the list of passengers" said MT. Hunter q will refer" and he was about to summon clerk.
 "You will not find my name in your list I was rescued by the Elizabeth in the Eng lish channel last July, a day or two after she sailed from the Thames. was on board an English brig of war called tho Cleopatra She engaged French frigate and was sunk by her. Some of us got clear of the sinking hull by means of the boats, and on the fol- lowing day the Elizabeth came across the boat was in and took me on board.
 Permit me to continue my story and re- late the object of my visit. My time is very short in London.
 "Al had gone prosperously with the Eliza beth until we were drawing near the latitude of the Gulf of Guinea, when one Friday evening furious gale set in from the west It obliged us to run before it, and for & whole day we were driven helplessly, but on Saturday night the captain, not daring to run to the westward any longer, hove the ship to, in doing which she was struck by @ sea that swept away the galley, stove in the bulwarks and carried some of the men over board. At the same time we lost one of our masts.
 "Gentlemen, you will probably have re- ceived full account of this disaster from the mate It is enough if tell you that, on the Monday morning, finding the ship leak ing beyond our power to keep her afloat, the men took to the boats; but was in feeble health, and, in the selfish rush, was beaten down and left insensible, and for a quarter of an hour I lay; when, coming to, found there was another man left on board-one of the Indian prince's attendants. ] sprang up h1no ~fk h. sailing rapidly away-the gale had broken on the previous afternoon, and the sea was comparatively smooth, if take no account of the heavy swells, and then, perceiving that the ship was rapidly sinking, and the occupants of the boats either did not or would not heed me, prepared myself for death-which, God knows, at that time had no terrors for me, for had endured more than many hearts could have stood without breaking under"
 Observing the pause, Mr. Hunter pro duced bottle of wine from a drawer and filled glass for the young fellow. With kindly eyes and much sympathy he encour- aged him to proceed
 moment of death, which conceived inevit- able, the Indian, appearing to observe me for the first time, rushed up to me and, with, many wild gesticuiations and unintelligible words, dragged me to the stern of the vessel, where, to my joy, saw a small boat sus- pended. She hung by ropes at the head and stern, and I motioned to tho Indian to slacken the left hand rope while released the other, by which means we Rot the boat down upon 1Ae vater withetA capsizing her.
 "No sooner was she afloat, than the Indian sprang over the taffrail and swung himself into her; and dreading that he might leave | me to my fate, I followed him hastily, anG cast the boat adrift from the ship, whicf tw enty minutes after we had quilted her l sunk
 "From this point my story Is mere com | monplace narrative of suffering, with one strange feature in it. Our boat was without sails. The other boats, having the advantag, l over us in size and sail, soon vanished upol 1 the waterline."
 He glanced at timepiece, drank his wine and continued, speaking quickly: "There was a small quantity of fresh wate | in beaker in the boats bows, but no foo< of any kind. In the night, which was yer, calm, with bright stars, I fell asleep; ant when I awoke, my mouth being parched, went to the beaker, but found it empty. knew that the Indian had drank the wate in the night while I slept, and, in my rag and agony, could have murdered him; bu | the wretch fell on his knees and so piteously moaned to me in his native language, tha l my fury was sobered by the fear and despai in his face, and in my misery sat down ant wept Observing my anguish, the Indial crawled over to me on his knees and kisse, my feet, and then, pulling out & packag from his breast, placed it in my hand ant withdrew to the bows of the boat. Scarcel. knowing what I did, I thrust the packag into my pocket and instantly forgot 1t i, the sufferings of thirst which tormente' me- However, some relief I obtained b. sousing my shirt in the sea and wearing against my skin; and likewise I chewed piece of leather from the sole of my boot which kept my mouth moist.
 "Four days passed, in sufferings need no describe, and on the fifth day the IndiaI fell crazy, and, leaning over the side of tn
 boat in a manner that nearly overset her, h drank the salt water greedily, as a shee
 would, with his mouth upon it. whic
 brought on black vomit, and toward tn,
 morning he died. Not until the evening Q
 the sixth day was I rescued by a smal
 schooner from Pernambuco to Portsmouth 1 blown by the gale that had wrecked tn