Pete's identification of the sixteenth-century 

 lombard made us eager to return to Burrows cay to secure 

 the missing section. But although we spent the entire win- 

 ter of 1953-54 in the Bahamas, it was not until summer 

 that we anchored once more near the site of that disaster. 



We found the place undisturbed since our previous 

 visit. It was plain to see how the ship had ended up where 

 its ballast now lay, in scarcely six feet of water just off the 

 island's rocky shore. It had wrecked on the edge of the 

 Little Bahama bank, just where a ship caught in a storm, 

 heading tlirough Northwest Providence channel, could 

 easily have been swept into the shallows near the shore. 

 The fact that there were also remains from a more recent 

 wreck on the same spot was proof of its hidden menace. 



We searched the site with great care, hoping to find 

 other evidences of worth, but aside from the scattered 

 stone ballast there was nothing left but the odd pieces of 

 cannon. 



It required another small charge of dynamite to loosen 



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