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again Williami, the Tongan teacher, would go up the com- 
panion and look out, anxious to report the first peep of 
daylight, and glad enough was I at last to hear him say, 
‘The light is climbing up.’ 
“At daylight I went on deck, and oh! what a sad sight 
it was to see our beautiful vessel in such a state! Stripped 
of masts, spars, and rigging, she looked so very small that 
it was difficult to realize the fact that it was our own ship. 
There was a jagged and split stump of the mainmast stand- 
ing, about ten or twelve feet high; another jagged stump 
was to be seen just above the level of the cook’s galley; 
and those were all that remained of masts and spars; all 
lee sides had gone. 
“The new whaleboat had been swept away, and the davits 
also had been torn from the side. The longboat was washed 
away from her position on the main hatches, but, fortunately, 
was but little injured. The deck was strewn with broken 
boards, pieces of the ‘bulwarks, hencoops, etc. Away for- 
ward the jib boom was carried away, but was still floating 
alongside, attached to the ship by the guys and stays. A 
torn and tattered sail was dipping in the water from the 
end of the bowsprit, while ropes and chains were hanging 
down over the bows, dipping into every sea, the whole a 
very picture of wreck and ruin. The most serious matter 
here, however, was the windlass, which was totally wrecked, 
one of the large bitts having been torn away, I suppose, by 
the mainstay when the mainmast went. 
“The sky was all a dull leaden color, and a very heavy 
sea was running, while the wind still blew in heavy, fitful 
gusts, which, however, soon decreased in violence. All the 
live stock was swept away, the only animal left being one 
of a lot of turkeys which Mrs. Fison had kindly sent to 
Mrs. Danks and Mrs. Brown, as we were anxious to intro- 
duce them into the group. This sole survivor was, however, 
nearly dead, and so Captain Mansell consigned it to the 
cook’s care for our day’s dinner. 
