belonged to the
ship, and it was a knife the steward had missed on the day the captain
was killed.

Since the whole ghastly tragedy was a matter of somnambulism, all
points of it were easily fitted by the doctor, who quickly understood
that the knife had been taken by the poor girl in her sleep just as it
had been murderously used. What horrible demon governed her in her
slumber, who shall tell? For my part I put it down to Mrs. Burney and
a secret feeling of jealousy which had operated in the poor soul when
sense was suspended in her by slumber.

We tried to keep the thing secret, taking care to lock Miss Le Grand
up every night without explaining our motive; but the passengers got
wind of the truth and shrunk from her with horror. It came, in fact,
to their waiting upon me in a body and insisting upon my immuring her
in the steerage in company with one of the 'tween-deck's passengers, a
female who had offered her services as a nurse for hire. This action
led to the poor girl herself finding out what had happened. God knows
who told her or how she managed to discover it; but 't is certain she
got to learn it was her hand that in sleep had killed her lover, and
she went mad the selfsame day of her understanding what she had done.

Nor did she ever recover her mind. She was landed mad, and sent at
once to an asylum, where she died, God rest her poor soul! exactly a
year after the murder, passing away, in fact, at the very hour the
deed was done, as I afterwards heard.

_The Ship Seen on the Ice_.

In the middle of April, in the year 1855, the three-masted schooner
_Lightning_ sailed from the Mersey for Boston with a small general
cargo of English manufactured goods. She was commanded by a man named
Thomas Funnel. The mate, Salamon Sweers, was of Dutch extraction, and
his broad-beamed face was as Dutch to the eye as was the sound of his
name to the ear. Yet he spoke English with as good an accent as ever
one could hear in the mouth of an Englishman; and, indeed, I pay
Salamon Sweers no compliment by saying this, for he employed his _h's_
correctly, and the grammar of his sentences was fairly good, albeit
salt: and how many Englishmen are there who correctly employ the
letter _h_, and whose grammar is fairly good, salt or no salt?

We carried four forecastle hands and three apprentices. There was
Charles Petersen, a Swede, who had once been "fancy man" in a toy
shop; there was David Bur