. Drake : the sea-king of Devon . ed and fell against the side of the began to talk wildly, as if in delirium. At lasthe sank with a groan into the surgeons arms. Hewas tenderly lifted by the sturdy hands of his faith-ful sailors, and again stretched upon his couch. The dull pallor of death overspread his bronzedand wrinkled face. For nearly an hour his com-panions breathlessly watched the rigid Drakes eyes opened and looked around,and one hand was feebly lifted. It seemed as if hewere about to speak. But the hand fell on thebed, and a film gathered over the orbs; and in
. Drake : the sea-king of Devon . ed and fell against the side of the began to talk wildly, as if in delirium. At lasthe sank with a groan into the surgeons arms. Hewas tenderly lifted by the sturdy hands of his faith-ful sailors, and again stretched upon his couch. The dull pallor of death overspread his bronzedand wrinkled face. For nearly an hour his com-panions breathlessly watched the rigid Drakes eyes opened and looked around,and one hand was feebly lifted. It seemed as if hewere about to speak. But the hand fell on thebed, and a film gathered over the orbs; and in afew moments all was over. Sir Francis Drakewas dead! The grief and despair of the crew, who reveredand adored their admiral, may be imagined. Allthat day there was nothing but mourning on boardthe ships. The command of the expedition now fellon Baskerville. His only thought was to returnhome as quickly as possible, and carry the dismalnews. At first it was proposed that Drakes re-mains should be embalmed as well as their situa-. ^11 -X
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