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means rescued what was left of him 

 from his ferocious antagonist, but life, 

 we were all assured, was gone before 

 we got his body on board. His muti- 

 lated remains were committed to the 

 deep the same evening, to the great 

 grief of his shipmates. 



Some of our disrated midshipmen left 

 us here for other ships as did the young 

 scion of aristocracy I have before men- 

 tioned for England. 



From thence we sailed, with the Ad- 

 miral and squadron, to Trincomalee, a 

 port on the eastern side of the island 

 of Ceylon, and which I was told was 

 the finest harbour in the world. I 

 found it had not been, nor could it be, 

 overrated ; and it presented to my view 

 a haven possessing every advantage of 

 security and anchorage that the most 

 numerous fleet might require. 



We were then ordered to Bombay by 

 the Admiral, first calling at Colombo, 



