dawned. The survivor had covered his unfortunate companion with a
blanket, the only one they had with them, in the hope it would keep him
from perishing with cold during the night, which care, however, proved
unavailing. He managed at dawn to extricate the boat from the rice bed,
but not being able to row so large a boat, especially in his present
condition, she drifted upon the point of the island on which we found
him.

As soon as he was well warmed and refreshed, we proceeded to the place
pointed out by him, where we found the boat thumping in the surf, on a
ledge of rocks. After hauling it up, we proceeded to lift the blanket,
when a shocking sight presented itself. The dead man was sitting
upright on the seat, with his mouth and eyes half-open. We lifted him
out, laid him under a tree, and spread the blanket over him. We found
our skiff too small to accommodate another passenger, so we determined
to leave it behind and take the large boat, which we accordingly did;
and we put our new-comer to the oar with Redpath, whilst I took the
helm.

We had a long, tedious row against the headwind, which now blew a gale.
Our new acquaintance, every now-and-then, would throw down his oar, and
howl and clap his hands to show his grief for the loss of his departed
friend. These pathetic lamentations elicited no sympathy from Redpath,
who abused him for "a lazy lubber," and ordered him "to pull and not
make such an infernal howling, worse than a wild Ingin's yell."

We made the landing at Tidy's, just before dark, and found several
hundred emigrants in the tavern, and camped round about it.

As soon as we came within hearing, our passenger commenced the loudest