REMAEKABLE PRESERVATION FROM 

 DEATH AT SEA. 



BY A GERMAN CONTRIBUTOR. 

 [MAGA. FEBRUARY 1818.] 



YOU have often asked me to describe to you on 

 paper an event in my life which, at the dis- 

 tance of thirty years, I cannot look back to without 

 horror. No words can give an adequate image of the 

 miseries I endured during that fearful night, but I 

 shall try to give you something like a faint shadow 

 of them, that from it your soul may conceive what 

 I must have suffered. 



I was, you know, on my voyage back to my native 

 country, after an absence of five years spent in un- 

 intcrmitting toil in a foreign land, to which I had 

 been driven by a singular fatality. Our voyage had 

 been most cheerful and prosperous, and on Christmas- 

 day we were within fifty leagues of port Passengers 

 and crew were all in the highest spirits, and the ship 

 was alive with mirth and jollity. For my own part, 

 I was the very happiest man in existence. I had been 



