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h his knife pointed at them, as he slaked his thirst, while, with his other round her waist, he supported her dying frame. The attitude was that of fondness, while the deed was--murder. He appeared as if he were caressing her, while her life's blood poured into his throat. At last we all drew our knives; and the negro knew that he must resign his prey or his life. He dropped the woman, and she fell, with her face forward, at my feet. She was quite dead. And then--our hunger was relieved. "'Three days passed away, and again we were mad for want of water--when we saw a vessel. We shouted, and shook hands, and threw out the oars, and pulled as if we had never suffered. It was still calm, and, as we approached the vessel, we threw what remained of the poor woman into the sea; and the sharks finished what we had left. We agreed to say nothing about her, for we were ashamed of ourselves. "'Now I did _not_ murder, but I did _not_ prevent it; and I have ever since been haunted by this poor woman. I see her and the negro constantly before me, and then I think of what passed, and I turn sick. I feel that I ought to have saved her--she is always holding out her arms to me, and I hear her faintly call "Charles"--then I read my Bible--and she disappears, and I feel as if I were forgiven. Tell me, what do you think, messmate?' "'Why,' replied I, 'sarcumstances will make us do what we otherwise would never think possible. I never was in such a predicament, and therefore can't tell what people may be brought to do. But tell me, messmate, what was the name of the poor woman?' [Illustration: ANDERSON READING THE BIBLE TO JACK.--Marryat, Vol. X., p. 89.] "'The husband's name was Ben Rivers.' "'_Rivers_, did you say?' replied I, struck all of a heap. "'Yes,' replied he; 'that was her name; she was of this town. But never mind the name--tell me what you think, messmate?' "'Well,' says I (for I was quite bewildered), 'I'll tell you what, old fellow--as far as I'm consarned, you have my forgiveness, and now I must wish you good-by--and I pray to God that we may never meet again.' "'Stop a little,' said he; 'don't leave me this way. Ah! I see how it is--you think I'm a murderer.' "'No, I don't,' replied I; 'not exactly--still, there'll be no harm in your reading your Bible.' "And so I got up, and walked out of the room--for you see, Jack, although he mayn't have been so much to blame, still I didn't like to be in compa
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