replied that he did; and inquired where he
was. George fearing that Smith would be immediately pursued, said he
had not seen him.--Comstock then perceiving his brother to be shedding
tears, asked sternly, "What are you crying about?" "I am afraid,"
replied George, "that they will hurt me!" "I _will_ hurt you," said
he, "if you talk in that manner!"

But the work of death was not yet finished. Comstock, took his light
into the cabin, and made preparations for attacking the second and
third mates, Mr. Fisher, and Mr. Lumbert. After loading two muskets,
he fired one through the door, in the direction as near as he could
judge of the officers, and then inquired if either was shot! Fisher
replied, "yes, I am shot in the mouth!" Previous to his shooting
Fisher, Lumbert asked if he was going to kill him? To which he
answered with apparent unconcern, "Oh no, I guess not."

They now opened the door, and Comstock making a pass at Mr. Lumbert,
missed him, and fell into the state room. Mr. Lumbert collared him,
but he escaped from his hands. Mr. Fisher had got the gun, and
actually presented the bayonet to the monster's heart! But Comstock
assuring him that his life should be spared if he gave it up, he did
so; when Comstock immediately ran Mr. Lumbert through the body several
times!!

He then turned to Mr. Fisher, and told him there was no hope for
_him_!!--"You have got to die," said he, "remember the scrape you got
me into, when in company with the Enterprise of Nantucket." The
"scrape" alluded to, was as follows. Comstock came up to Mr. Fisher to
wrestle with him.--Fisher being the most athletick of the two, handled
him with so much ease, that Comstock in a fit of passion _struck him_.
At this Fisher seized him, and laid him upon deck several times in a
pretty rough manner.

Comstock then made some violent threats, which Fisher paid no
attention to, but which now fell upon his soul with all the horrors of
reality. Finding his cruel enemy deaf to his remonstrances, and
entreaties, he said, "If there is no hope, I will at least die like a
man!" and having by order of Comstock, turned back too, said in a firm
voice, "_I am ready!!_"

Comstock then put the muzzle of the gun to his head, and fired, which
instantly put an end to his existence!--Mr. Lumbert, during this time,
was begging for life, although no doubt mortally wounded. Comstock,
turned to him and said, "I am a bloody man! I have a bloody hand and
_will_ be avenged