The Sun. — 1855-07-09 (London, England)

TPFUL TRAGEDY ON BOARD A SHIP.  DUBLIN, Saturday.—About eight o'clock yesterday morning (Friday) the brig Her Majesty arrived at Queenstown, and cast anchor opposite the Barracks: Shortly after her arrival rumours began to spread of a most dreadful tragedyhaving been enacted on board, and these were confirmed by the fact of a seaman, badly wounded laving been borne to the hospital. The following particulars, which we (Cork Examiner) have been enabled to procure through the kindness of the Messrs. Soott, Lloyds' agent at Queenstown, will be found to be substantially correct  The Her Majesty is a brig of 221 tons, belonging to Mr. J. Riekenson, of Whitby, mid sar.edfrom Salonica, a Mediterranean port, about the beginning of May, with a cargo of Indian corn consigned to. Messrs. Berthali and Co., of London, and bound to Queenstown for orders, ineliding the captain, William Wright, of Whitby, and the mate, Samuel Cole, the crew amounted in all to about nine. Amongst the crew was a man named James Veale, a seaman, a native, we regret to say, of this country, who had been very badly conducted on the voyage, and against whom the captain had several entries in the logbook. On the 28th of June, while the vessel was in lat. 44 deg. north, long. 14 deg. 4G min. west, the captain came on deck about 12 o'clock at night, and found that, his man Veale was not, as hd should have been, on deck, it being his watch. On searching for him, he found him lying asleep in the galley, and he got a bucket of water and threw it over him. Veale awoke in a rage and started up. The captain walked towards the cabin, and Vealeran round at the other side of the masts, drew out a large case knife and stabbed him in several places. The man at the wheel, George Bald, a native of Fifeshire, observing the transaction, called out to another man, " Take the wheel till I go and call the mate." Veale, hearing these words, ran down the companion and got into the state room of the mate, and stabbed him three several times, exclaiming "There, there !" The mate struggled faintly with him, but hid only strength to extricate himself from his berth, and crawl up the companion, when he fell upon the deck. While the murderer was engaged in the attack upon the mate, Bald and an old man went down the companion and into the state-room of the captain, to look for fire-arms. While they were there they shut the stateroom door, and only barely in time, for Veale, after completing his terrible work in the cabin of the mate, rushed over, drove the knife through the panel of the door they had shut, in an effort to break it in. Foiled in his design here, he went again upon deck, and it is supposed while passing ho threw overboard the bodies of the mate and captain, as they were never seen again. He then went forward to the forecastle, where two men were sleeping, and stabbed them both savagely, killing one of them, the cook, Samuel Weekes, and inflicting upon the other, George Bald, the man who was taken to hospital, no less than six wounds. _ _ _  In the meantime the two men in the captain's stateroom remained iu a state of dreadful alarm and anxiety, until at length, hearing everything silent, George Bald stole up the companion with a pair of loaded pistols, which he had got in the state-room of the captain. As he got near the head of the companion, his head being in a bent posture, he was met by V eale, returning from his work of blood in the forecastle, and received two stabs, one in the back and one in the shoulder. He fell down the ladder, and one of the pistols went off in the fall. Bald got into the state-room and secured himself there, and remained there for some time preparing a musket. After a little he heard the noise as of scuttling the vessel, which Veale was attempting with an axe, and he came up with a musket which he fired at Veale and wounded him in the leg. This in all probability saved the vessel, as there was found afterwards in the deck and in the side of the vessel holes about from eight inches to a foot square. Veale retreated to the forecastle and shut himself up there, and Bald then came after him and secured the scuttle. He then, it is said, broke the bull's eye, and fired another shot at Veale, but this did not hit him. When Veale was below Bald and the other man hoisted signals of distress, which were answered by the Isabella, of Liverpool, bound for Bristol, and the mate, James C. Howe, and two men, came on board. Howe went to the forecastle, and Veale called out from within, begging of Howe to shoot him. Howe replied that he would do no such thing—that he would bring him to justice. He then went back on board his own vessel to procure more assistance, and on his return the whole body went forward to the forecastle. They then waited for a while, but on looking down through the bull's eye they saw his legs hanging down. They opened the hatch and went down, and they found that the unheeP ar Ys miscreant bad ended his misdeeds by suicide. elll2o. on It 4;P that in the interval between the first and second o/ the berth he t andthis aindsoleathern belt, belt, which he was in the habit of wearieniffroornun4ttepwoToti the bunk, or bed place, which washims four feet high. He threw his leg such fatal work and he took the histhe utmostattempt to dectoemrmminitatsieolnfisdefosTtrim-bue:sdt.ibaorno, s,?at.erminating his miserable suffocation, however, did not produce knife, which had alrea,dy per entered the forecastle he dexreiswtenitcoa.croWss hheins tthheromate,ns n was quite dead. taken out, and it was then Bald from the head of the eecrotaminped thatanionbatdhetas!4nt firedeffe betoyn him. The body and that of the cook, %y o lived 24 hours after he received hie wound, were both thrown overboard. Mr. Howe, the mate of the .Isabella, then took charge of the vessel, and navigated her into Queenstown, 011 her Arrivals