The morning call., 1891-04-19
A WEIRD VOYAGE.
A Mate Buried at Sea Tossed Back on
the Deck by the storm.

A Mate Buried at Sea TOSSED Back on
the Deck by the storm.
The ship Ivy Leaf, Captain Cariin. from
Honolulu to Boston, put into this port late
last night and landed the body of her second
mate, John Simpson, after which she imme-
diately proceeded to her destination.
Simpson was native of Scranton. and it
was his dying wish that his body should be
sent home to his friends. He died on the
2Slh of January of typhoid fefer, and in
accordance with his desire his body was at
once shipped on to Scranton, his friends be-
ing apprlsed by wire of the sad event.
Captain Carlin said TO Philadelphia
Times reporter that this voyage was the
most cventful he had ever seen.
The voyage out was an ordinary one,
with fair winds and no incidenG of any con-
sequence. Immediately the ship left Homo
lulu the trouble began. The first mate was
Scotchman named Hamilton, a tall, strap
ping fellow, who loved his work and never
was known to Shirk it.
While at Honolulu it was noticed that
Hamilton became very respondent. His
bright cheerful disposition left him and he
became morose, surly and petulant.
The crew noticed this and felt sorry, for
the first mate was great feyorite. The
captain called him, and jokingly inquired if
he was in love or sick, but to all the quizzing
of the captain he said nothing. One day.
when about half way between Honolulu
and this port, Hamilton fell sick and was
confined 10 his cabin. The CAPTAIN did all
he could with his scanty stock of medicines
and his limited knowledge to relieve
the suffering man, but without avail, for he
died week after his sickness began. His
death affected the crew in a strange manner !;
the men gathered togenher and whispered
about the strange sounds they had heard in
the hold and the curious nature of the first
mates illness, and all seem oppressed and
weighed down with 4 foreb0dlng of coming
evil.
The mate was buried the day after he died,
in the usual sailor fashion, his bQdy wrapped
in canvas and his feet weighted down with
lead. His burial took place in the morn
ing and the same night storm arose, be-
fore which the vessel had to run under
bare poles. All night the storm ragged
and the captain kept the deck continuously.
About noon the next day Captain Carlin
slapped into the cabin TO get cup of
coffee. He had scarcely sat down when ne
heard loud scream arise above the noise
of The storm. Rushing on deck, he saw the
men huddled together and clinging to the
ropes around the mainmast, looking with
eyes starting from their sockets at an OBJ
ject rolling with the vessel at every lurch.
When the men saw the captain they
pointed to the rolling bundle aud shouted
something, but the noise of the gale
drowned their voices. Creeping toward the
object Captain Carlin watched his chance.
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horror burst from his lips as he saw before
him the face of his dead first officer, whom
he had buried the day previous. The eyes
were wide open, and a smile was still about
the lips
Calling the men to his aid the captain
again sewed the body tightly in canvas and
again consigned it to the sea. The storm al
most Immediately subsidized, aud they had
fair weather the rest OF the voyage.
But their troubles were not ended. Two
days after the second burial of the mate a
seaman named Harrison fell overheard and
was drowned, and the next day the second
officer took sick. Captain Carliu is not by
any means superstitious man, but he can
not and will not attempt to explain the
strange happenings of his voyage.