wn me
overboard--would not try to save me.

"How long I continued swimming I cannot tell you--it might have been
only a few minutes, it might have been an hour or more, for I am a good
swimmer--but suddenly I saw a light quite near, and I cried out, so I
was told afterward, 'For God's sake, save me!'

"When I regained consciousness I found myself on board a little cutter
bound from Pleasant Island to Ocean Island, a hundred and twenty miles
away. The master and owner of the cutter was a German trader living on
Pleasant Island. He treated me most kindly, and when we arrived at
Ocean Island, and I lost my reason for many weeks, nursed me like a
mother, and delayed his return to Pleasant Island till I recovered, so
that I could go back there with him, and live with his wife and family
till some whaling vessel called there, and I could get a passage to
some port in China or Japan.

"But I had no desire to go there. I knew that if my husband had
escaped the murderous designs of Rawlings and his fellow criminals that
he would return to Arrecifos, and to Arrecifos I determined to go, even
if only to die. Whaleships, so my rescuer told me, frequently called
at Ocean and Pleasant Islands on their way to the North-West Carolines
and Japan, and I decided to remain on the lonely little spot and wait
for one.

"Six weeks after I landed on Ocean Island the _Golden City_, of New
Bedford, called there. I went on board, and told the captain so much
of my story as I thought necessary, and asked him to land me in
Arrecifos. He did so, and gave me a stock of food and clothing
materials. God bless that man with long, narrow leather-hued American
face, and his kindly grey eyes; I shall never forget him.

"He landed me here five months ago. The people knew me at once, and
made me very welcome. I told them that I did not know if my husband
were alive or dead, but had come here to wait. The affection they
cherished for old Gurden was very strongly shown when I told them of
his death, and I am now living with the relatives of the woman he
married here so many years ago.

"When your boat was seen sailing down the lagoon this afternoon the
natives were very frightened, fearing that another 'man-stealing ship,'
as they call the Hawaiian labour vessels, was making a second raid upon
them, for the village on the little island where you are anchored was
surprised by the crew of one of these vessels in the night, and every
adult perso