Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1894-02-03
SUNKEN GOLD.


of il. but until was sent for by a firm
of London marine contractors with ref
| erence to it l knew nothing of the IA
nous shipwreck of the British mail
steamer Pondicherry off the Chinese
coast.
1t seems that in the year 1856 the
! Pondicherry, en- route from London to
| Shanghai with a cargo of goods and
$50, 900 sterling in treasure, ran upon
a sunken ledge off Cape Yang-Tse in a
thick fog. The steamer rested upon the
rocks long enough to enable the passen-
| gers and crew to get off, and then she
| parted amidships.
The forward portion rolled inside the
ledge into comparatively shallow wa
ter and was easily reached. but the aft
er part went down into very deep water
| outside, and no trace of 1t could be
| found.
Unfortunately it was the after part
| of the wreck which contained the bull
| lion room. and with it $50, 600 in Eng
lish gold had gone out of sight, SEEM
| inglv forever.
That is to say. it was still out of
sight when, so years after the POndi-
| cherry was wrecked, | was summoned
| to the office Of Barhold & Co.. in Lon
| don. and asked if | could go to Shang-
hal. 1 suppose my good luck in getting
| up. from depth of more than % faith
oms. a great part of the treasure that
went down with transatlantic steamer
off the Azores had something to do with
| the call l received from Barbold & Co.
| The newspapers We're full of it at the
time.
OF course l was ready to go to Shang-
hal or to the north pole if 1 received
my transportation thither and fair re-
Enumeration. Within week l embark
ed, with my diving apparatus, for
China.
Our little expedition was in charge
of Captain John Reese, an enterpris-
| ing Welshman. My companion diver,
George Cowles, accompanied US, and
with us went several other men and a
good deal of apparatus. We chartered
tug at Shanghai and proceeded down
| the coast TO the scene of the PondicheI-
rvs wreck.
We found that, owing to the danger
Gus character of the lodges here. it was
impossible to work from the steamer.
We had to send back the tugboat and
replace it with a large, open whaleboat,
propelled only by oars, in which we set
up our windlass and other apparatus.
l put on my diving dress-a close one,
of course, inClCsing the whole body
and new helmet of the improved pat
tern, provided with three plate glass
windows and outlet and inlet valves at
the back.
l went down slowly to a depth of
about 40 feet before [ found the bot
tom. 1t was as rough and rocky as the
reef at the surface.
had II, at difficulty in moving about
and working at this depth. The pres
sure was tremendous. l felt much as
old Atlas must have felt when he had
the world on his shoulders-Only the
pressure was all over me instead of
merely on my shoulders. The hum
ming in my ears was like a dozen trip
hammers working all at once.
However, l got used to it after lit
tie. Presently. providing about with
my lamp, | saw dimly, rot - feet
away, a great dark object which evil
IDENTIFY WAS not a rock.
| lungcd slowly toward it-one can
almost walk in the water at such
depth and saw the object take the
form of the stern of vessel. Coming
right against it. l made out four raised
letters. Pond --
All the rest of tine steamers name
had been knocked off somehow, prob
ably when She made her rough descent
into the deep, but that was enough. 1
felt as light as a feather for about five
minutes.
l looked the wreck over a little and
then started slowly up to the surface to
report To Reese and get COwlcs to come
down and help me.
After h. had Joined Inc we ripped
up the deck, blew out quantity of
wrtc kaye with submarine cartridge
ami opened "a passage straight down to
the treasure room. Then l set at work
alone taking out the boxes of bullion,
which l sent up by rope worked upon
! the windlass in the boat above.
Though it was thrilling work 70 lift
out these solid boxes of sovereigns. l am
afraid it would not he interesting to tell
the story of our toll for the next two
days
But we worked steadily on-only two
or three hours a day. the pressure was
so terrible-excited by the thought of
the thousands of pounds we were getting
up from the bottom of the sea, though
but a small share of it was to be ours.
One day, just after had got down
and had begun my work in the bullion
room, 1 felt great jerking on the life
line attached to my waist. Jerk! jerk!
The rope was drawn in hard, quick
pulls that once or twice quite lifted me
off my feet.
1 thought at first that a shark was
taking a series of headers against the
line, but presently, by the steadiness of
the pulls and a certain kind of human
nervousness that was in them, made
out that 1 was being signaled from
above to come up, though the pull was
not the come up signal that had been
agreed upon.
While was getting ready, in no good
humor, to ascend, / felt myself sudden
ly raised and drawn up quickly through
the water. Then, l confess, was
frightened. To draw up a diver quickly
from such a depth is ordinarily certain
death to him. He must rise slowly and
accustom himself by successive stages to
the change of pressure.
signaled desperately by jerks upon
the rope, and for a moment the upward
pull ceased. collected my senses and
began TO rise slowly.
Then the jerking and pulling began
again. l jerked the line impatiently,
but was again lifted rapidly through
the water.
Have they all gone crazy up thcreP"
said to myself, my own words roaring
in my ears and mixing with the ter
rible ringing and hammering that the
rapid Tightening of the pressure was be-
ginning to cause, but meantime I was