The tragedy of the seas; or, Sorrow on the ocean, lake, and river, from shipwreck, plague, fire and famine .. . ork their waytowards the spars and fragments of the wreck which the cur-rent carried clear of the breakers, to see if there were anyhuman beings chnging to them. The sea was now breaking with such violence over us,that we were frequently buried beneath the fragments ofwreck; and noiv the angel of death hoarded the ill-fatedbark, and began to number his victims. The first suffererwas a beautiful little Greek boy, about twelve years of age,whom I had found at Smyrna an orphan, and took
The tragedy of the seas; or, Sorrow on the ocean, lake, and river, from shipwreck, plague, fire and famine .. . ork their waytowards the spars and fragments of the wreck which the cur-rent carried clear of the breakers, to see if there were anyhuman beings chnging to them. The sea was now breaking with such violence over us,that we were frequently buried beneath the fragments ofwreck; and noiv the angel of death hoarded the ill-fatedbark, and began to number his victims. The first suffererwas a beautiful little Greek boy, about twelve years of age,whom I had found at Smyrna an orphan, and took as an ap-prentice. When the cabin began to fill with water, I brought 46 THE WRECK OF THE BRIG REGULATOR. him on deck, wrapped in a blanket, and stowed him in onecorner of the round-house, which had resisted many heavyseas, and yet remained entire. The heart-rending cries ofthe poor little fellow, who was a universal favorite onboard,drew tears from the eyes of the hardiest, and all seemed fora while to forget their own sorrows in the contemplation ofthe sufferings of poor Jerome. A tremendous sea at this. Jerome Philantro^ the Greek Orphan. moment boarded us ; the round-house was shivered intofragments, and the poor boys agonizing shrieks were hushedin death. The same sea washed the long-boat overboard,but did not capsize her ; and she lay to leeward of the wreck,upright, but full of water, and out of our reach. One of the THE LONG-BOAT CAPSIZED. 47 seamen was also buried beneath the ruins of the round-house,and perished there. The mainmast was still standing, andthe rigging firm : to it the remainder of us now retreated. The vessel was now fast breaking up; plank and tim-bers were leaving her ; she had broken in two amidships,and every sea was reducing her to fragments. While ondeck, with the sea continually breaking over us, and thewater being much warmer than the air, the ice did not ac-cumulate on our clothes ; nor did we feel the cold as we didafter gaining the rigging :
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