lieutenant, Mr Philip Durham, had on the very instant the ship went
over come alongside, when she was drawn down, and all in her were thrown
into the water. Mr Durham had just time to throw off his coat before
the ship sank and left him floating among men and hammocks. A drowning
marine caught hold of his waistcoat, and drew him several times under
water. Finding that he could not free himself, and that both would be
drowned, he threw his legs round a hammock, and, unbuttoning his
waistcoat with one hand, he allowed it to be drawn off, and then swam
for the main-shrouds. When there he caught sight of the captain
struggling in the water, and a boat coming to take him off he refused
assistance, till Captain Waghorn and the seaman supporting him were
received on board. The captain's son, poor lad, who had been below,
lost his life.

I heard that the body of the marine was washed on shore ten days
afterwards with the lieutenant's waistcoat round his arm, and a
pencil-case, having his initials on it, found safe in the pocket. There
was only one woman saved out of the three hundred on board, and I
believe she was the one I had helped out of the port; her name was Horn,
and I was glad to find that her husband was saved also. It was curious
that the youngest midshipman, Mr Crispo, and probably one of the
smallest children, our little chap, should have been saved, while so
many strong men were drowned.

I have known many a man come to grief through having too much grog
aboard; but one of the midshipmen, who had taken more than was good for
him, having overslept himself at the Star and Garter on the beach at
Portsmouth, when he awoke in the morning found that his ship was at the
bottom, and most of his messmates drowned.

Our first lieutenant, Mr Saunders, who had been busy in the wings, was
drowned; his body, with his gold watch and some money in his pocket, was
picked up, floating under the stern of an Indiaman off the Motherbank.

Of the three brothers who owned the sloop, two perished and one was
saved. It was owing to her being lashed alongside that the ship
righted, or she would have probably remained on her side. I was a good
swimmer myself, and I should, had I not been, have lost my life long
ago; and I have often thought what a pity it is that all seamen do not
learn to swim. Many more might have been saved; but those who could not
swim got hold of the men who could, and all were drowned together. If
all