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ocean, save here and there a solitary 
seagull, perched upon the crested bil¬ 
low, Payne in a paroxism of rage, ven¬ 
ted the most dreadful imprecations ; 
swearing that could he get them once 
more in his power, he would put them 
to instant death. Not so with us ; a ray 
of hope shot through our minds, that 
this circumstance might be the means of 
rescuing us from our lonely situation.— 
The Writers of this narrative were upon 
the most intimate terms, and frequently, 
though carefully, sympathized with each 
other upon their forlorn situation. We 
dare not communicate our disaffection 
to the Government of the two surviving 
mutineers, (Payne and Oliver,) to the 
others, fearing they might not agree 
with us in opinion, and we had too good 
reason to believe, that there was one, 
who although unstained by blood, yet 
from his conduct, seemed to sanction 
the proceedings of the mutineers. 
The natives assembled in great num¬ 
bers around the tent, expressing great 
surprise at the ship’s having left,—' 
