Swansea and Glamorgan Herald, and South Wales Free Press. — 1862-03-26 (Swansea, West Glamorgan, Wales)

MARCH" Z. tal  As if to show his seamanship n bringing on hot out. But now he walks the quarter-deck, and he looks from. sky to " The barky harn't got way enough to steer," he says, says be. " Sooner than lie like this, until we grounds on our beefbones, see it blow great gun,, and hove it out with Davy J ones. " Under bare poles at fifteen knots I've run the gale a fore, I've tilled and backed, and wore and tacked and clawed off a lee .shore ; I've otten faced shoal-water, with breakers 'neath my how, Sat ne'er lay like a log, afore, as we're a lyin' now !  - " We aren't no good to nobody : both officers and crew, For want of oecypation, will go to blazes blue; They jaws and jokes and grumbles, and quarrels with their grub, Turns up their noses at the grog that's served out at the tub. " I ketches Gunner Lewis, at his guns when he should be, A studyin' of the Ancients and their Astronomic; And Purser GLkDSTO:VE, paying out Greek lingo just like winkle', When of cheese-parings and candle-ends he'd ought to have been thinking. " I sets 'em to pick oakum, and overhaul old stores, To mend the sails, and holy-stone the decks, like dairy floors ; To polish every ringbolt, round-shot, and earronade, But can't find work to keep 'em out o' mischief I 'm afraid. " There's that sea lawyer Belau; he goes palavering at his ease : He calls us QUEEN'd hard bargsins, and lubhers our A.B.'s; Tells the waisters and loblolly boys, each officer 's a rip, That if they'd pluck they'd mutiny, and seize upon the ship! " A wind, a wind, oh for a wind ! No odds what wind it be— So I see the catspaw creeping like n ripple o'er the sea! I've set 808 Lowe on the look-out to whistle strong and clear, If he don't raise the wind, I know, 'twill never blow this year. " Methinks on the horizm I spy a little deal—. And hark, a tiny whisper that pipes in stay and shroud ! Now, whistle Lowe and GRANVILLE, now whistle Once  , again— Hvre comm the wind—a °reaping on in flaws across the main. " Turn up all hinds: Lay out aloft, and let the !mirky feel Each yard of duck, from rl^.lc to truck—chip on until she reel, #.l Were moving now ! about ...a bow once more I hear the seA ! here comes the Education gale—reef, boys—and Helms a lee! "  PRETENDED CONFESSION OF TUE ROAD .  On Friday evenings is-es-sTn7i.re.spect tble appearance committed suicide by jumping from Waterloo Bridge. Shortly before nine o'clock the man passed from the Middlesex side through the turnstile, the gate-keeper noticing that he held in his hand a triangularly formed letter, with some writing on the outside, containing, apparently, something more than a mere address. On reaching the recess he jumped hastily on the parapet and leaped into the water. Three persons who were at the time near the spot raised an alarm ; but the man had disappeared. In the recess was found a common cloth cap, and in it a letter of which the following is a copy, errhetim et literati»).  " To the Governor of Nuget. " Lear Sir —I b-g of you to read my reeried life wieh I ace, this night, Friday. pu, a end to. Neaps your °niter will reember of the R-at nvirtler wich took place about Al 3 months Back. So I rite to you Sir to informe you that I was one wo don this awful murder wieli I hope to be forgivin. About 4 years ago I took to gambling and got in dot and ad to go away in the country where I ,lone the fearful deed, and then cum to London wich I are lived in misery. I ace nothing to say for 'sot I don this awe. ful deed for. for I was quite a stranger to ih.• ole I have nothing further to say, as my feelings will not allow me to say any moor only that the way I have put'a end to my life is tare fling myself of the Waterloo bridge —Yours resyectfully, Wit,