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in their state rooms, lay in their birth s 
listening, fearing to speak, and being 
ignorant of the numerical strength of 
the mutineers, and unarmed, thought it 
best to wait the dreadful issue, hoping 
that their lives might yet be spared. 
Comstock leaving a watch at the sec¬ 
ond mate’s door, went upon deck to 
light another lamp at the binnacle, it 
having heen again accidentally extin¬ 
guished. He was there asked by his 
terrified brother, whose agony of mind 
we will not attempt to portray, if he 
ntended to hurt Smith, the other boat- 
steerer. He replied that he did ; and 
inquired where he was. George fear¬ 
ing that Smith would be immediately 
pursued, said he had rtot seen him.—' 
Comstock then perceiving his brother 
to be shedding tears, asked sternly, 
“ What are yOU crying about ?” I am 
afraid,” replied George, 44 that they will 
hurt me !” “ I will hurt you” said he, 
if you talk in that manner P’ 
But the work of death was not yet 
finished. Comstock, took his light into 
