Smyrna times., 1890-01-01
which had now come quite near, headed

which had now come quite near, headed !
up into the wind.
''Her yards were alive with men, and |
what but moment before had been a
beautiful, trim pile of canvas from deck
to trucks was now mass of Tapping
sails and flying cordage. Everthing had
been clewed up and let go, and the crew
were trying to hand the sails, though
they Topped so loud that they sounded
like volley Of muskets to US on shore.
Il looked over to the schooner, but she
was holding on to everything, though
she keeled over so far that her lee rail
was under water, and her crew were
hanging on the weather rigging and fife
rails like so many flies on a ceiling.
The wind now began to come in gusts
and the air grew cold, and it chilled me
as the fog used to do in London. There
was dash Of rain, and it got 50 thick
that we could not see either vessel.
"There was a flash, then crash Of
thunder, and it ightened for a moment.
Then we saw that the SLAYER had taken
in his flying jib, his topgallant sail, and
his gait topsail and was settling away
his topsails and a crowd of men were
crawling up the ratlines to reef it, though
how they could expect to hand the sail
in such a gale could not understand.
The brig, under close reef topsails,
was standing away from the island and
steering nearly south. Her yards were
squared, and then saw that the wind
had shifted round to the north'ard and
that the SLAYER was close hauled and dip
ping her bow under so that it seemed as
if she must be buried every plunge she
made.
Then came another squal of wind and
rain, and the air grew almost as black as
night.
''The wind is heading him or my
father cried, placing his voice close to my
ear. He will never get past the rocks
Again there was a fash that almost
blinded US, crash that seemed as if the
world had come to an end. Then the
air lighted up so that we could see the
/ poor Cleise. Her mainmast was gone
and had carried with it the foretopmast.
thought I could see the men that had
been on the topsail yard struggling with
the wreckage to leeward, but there was
/ little time to think of them. The craft
was not a ships length from the sail
rocks, and headed right between them.
"A great sea came rushing toward her.
Oh! l shut my eyes. There was a crash
that we heard above the roar of the
storm.
There was another volley of wind, Of
rain, of light, of thunder Then it cleared
again. The wind blew a steady gale,
and the rain fell more regularly. We
could see the rocks and the ocean, but
that was all. The SLAYER had disappeared
and the brig was not in sight.
"The gale continued until the sun
went down, but with the rising Of the
moon, which was at its full, it subsidized
and by o'clock in the evening the sky
was as clear and the stars shone out a.
steady and bright as if all the world wa.
at peace and all its people happy.
The storm had done much damage
on the island. More than half our huts
had been blown down, a number Of the
canoes had been dashed to pieces on the
beach, and many Of our finest cocoanut
'All that night our people spent in go
ing back and forth upon the beach, and
many a terrible sight they saw. With
the flood tide, which began to turn lit
tie before midnight, the bodies of tn,
black people and of the slaver's crew
came floating in with the wreckage O
the vessel We looked for some signs o
life among them, but all in vain.
About 3 o'clock in the morning one O
our people found the body of the cap
tain. His heart still beat and he breath
ed family, but he died before we 90
him upon the beach. He had a fright
full cash in his forehead and both leg
were broken.
Just after the finding Of the captain
l came across the body of a woman witt
a baby in her arms. The little thing ha,
its face against her breast, and when
felt it I found that it was warm. tool
, it up and gave it to my wife, who car
ried it to our hut. She rubbed it an,
held it by the fire and in few moment
: it gave low moan, then opened its eye
! and began to cry.
'My wife and took good care of tn
little thing; 1t was boy, and we brough
3 it up. You saw him on board your shi
r this morning. Surf johnson, for so
D christened him, and that fgure-head yo1
see in there, are all that is left to remin,
; US of the Clelise, of Bordeaux.
1.-The next day we buried the bodies O
! , ninety-eight persons, black and white
i that were washed ashore. The rest wer
5 swallowed up by great Father Ocean
and, as the Good Book says, we shal
never see them till the judgmenttday.
c 1--WE heard afterward that the bri
rode out the storm and reached Sierri
Leone in safety" A. Boyce il
! Yo1th's Companion.