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distressing intelligence that his son had found a 
watery grave. 
The day being now far advanced, it our horses 
fatigued, we determined to put up for the night at 
the house of a friend, leaving the party we had over- 
taken to pursue their dreary route through the re- 
cesses of this wild and gloomy pass. 
We rose early the next morning, and followed in 
their track, but, by the time we reached Caledon, my 
horse was knocked up; a farmer residing at this 
place, with great kindness, lent me one of his, nor 
could I on my return prevail on him to accept of any 
remuneration. As the sun was casting its declining 
beams upon the summits of the surrounding moun- 
tains, we began to descend a steep and narrow foot- 
path, down which we were obliged to drag our 
horses, and it was not until evening had closed in, 
that we succeeded in reaching the farm of Mr. Vil- 
liers, after a long and tedious ride. Here we were 
kindly welcomed, and put up for the night. 
A few hours’ ride on the following morning over 
a wild and open country, brought us to the residence 
of a iarmer named Black, who informed us that the 
wreck Jay but a short distance from his house, and 
offered to accompany us to the spot after we had par- 
taken of some refreshment. 
On our way to the beach, we met three sailors 
who had succeeded in reaching the shore from the 
wreck, The names of these men were John Crayton, 
