laborious and melancholy day's work; yet we felt amply satisfied in having been the chosen instruments to save the life of a friend and the father of a reputable and industrious family of childrena man very much respected by those who knew him.

Our evening's work done, we retired back into the woods beyond the chilling influence of the cold wind and spray from the lake and sought a resting-place for the night. Such a place we soon found, protected on the lake, side by a large fallen tree. There we kindled a fire, and (after we had taken something to eat and Captain Plumb had given us an account of the loss of the boat and all of his fellow-passengers, so far as he knew, we all lay down to rest and soon fell asleep. Worn out, as we all were, by painful excitement and a long course of excessive labor, no one of us awoke the next morning until some time after the sun had risen. After eating such a breakfast as we could get ready, we examined the shore half a mile or more each way from where the boat was driven in among the rocks. We came to the conclusion that the persons who were drowned must have been sunk and were in comparatively deep water in the lake; that it might be some days before their bodies would rise to the surface or be cast ashore, and that it would be best for Captain Plumb, his son and young White to return to Cleveland and inform the friends there of the sad calamity which had drowned all but one out of the five that left their friends in perfect health the day before. It was concluded also that another boat should be manned and provisioned for some days and sent out from Cleveland to search for the drowned. In the meantime Perry and myself would search the shore thoroughly on our return to the Black river, and if either of the bodies were found, or anything else of value had been cast ashore, we would take it back beyond the reach of the waves and erect a peeled pole or something for a signal showing where it might be found.

We separated for our respective destinations-they for Cleveland, we for Black river. In passing west along the rocky cliff Mr. Perry saw a small chest, or nearly square box, belonging to him, and some other articles of no great value, partially afloat in a

little nook where the rock had been undermined and enough had fallen to afford a resting-place for a man could he get down to it. Anxious to recover his chest, Mr. Perry proposed to me to let him down. To this I objected, pleading the sad condition of my hands from our last night's labors, and that though I might let him down in safety, it would be difficult, if not impossible, for me, with no help, to raise him up again. To encourage me in the fool-hardy undertaking, I suppose, he said: "I am not heavy, you know, and you are strong; and I know from what I saw last night of your doings that you can draw me up." Looking at my blistered hands, I remarked that it would demand all my power in my best condition to raise his weight at such a distance, and I become accessory to his death if I failed to restore him to the bank again. His answer was: "I'll excuse

you from all blame if you'll try your best to draw me up." My objections being overruled, another fork was rigged out, the rope uncoiled for the perilous descent and fastened by Perry's own hands around his body in a way he deemed safe. He clambered over the end of the fork, holding on by the two prongs until the rope was properly placed and drawn tight in the fork, when, gently easing his hold, he gently slid down to the articles he wished to send up. The chest was first drawn up, followed by other articles, and last of all Perry was to come up himself or be left in danger of perishing before help could reach him. from Cleveland or elsewhere.

As soon as he told me that the rope was fastened to his body I commenced hauling, and raised him about half way up, when, for the life of me, I couldn't raise him a foot higher by griping the rope. What to do now was the question. When thus suspended Mr. Perry frequently called out: "Lift away! lift away!" but to his frequent exclamations I made no reply. My hands felt as though they were grasping burning coals, and I was casting about for some other mode to raise him. By slipping my hands a short distance along the rope-griping it hard enough to prevent his falling-I was enabled to take a turn with the slack of it around a staddle, and by holding the slack end with my left

hand and lifting up that part of the rope extending from the fork to the staddle, I was enabled to raise him six or eight inches at a lift, holding with my right what I had gained, until by lowering it to a level with, the fork, and pulling with my left, the length gained passed around the staddle. In this way I succeeded in raising him by inches to the top of the bank, after some minutes of most exhausting and painful labor. Depositing what we had secured and setting up a token by it, we resumed our way. Near the west end of the iron-bound shore we saw what appeared to be a barrel of salt lying partly in the water, resting upon the first considerable sand beach west of Dover Point. To get to it we had to jump off from the rocks, some eight or ten feet, to the beach below. The barrel was partly filled with salt, which we rolled up the beach beyond the reach of the waves.

Pursuing our course a short distance, we came to the body of Stephen Gilbert, and a few rods further west we saw another of the drowned men, which proved to be the body of my friend and associate mail carrier-William Gilmore. Our hearts were greatly pained at the sad spectacle, and for awhile we could do nothing but look on the sorrow. We eventually drew them out of the water and laid them side by side upon their faces, with the arms extended forward of their heads, as we found them in the water. Near by we found a man's great coat, of the fashion of the times-long, large and ample-which we spread over the heads, hands and bodies of the dead, fastening it down with stones, to prevent the birds and wild beasts from tearing and disfiguring the deceased. Having finished these gloomy labors, we again turned westward along the beach. About two miles west of where Gilbert and Gilmore were found we came upon the body of Adolphus Spafford, with his head, hands and arms resting upon the beach at the margin of the water, his face down on the sand and his lower limbs in the water, pointing into the lake, similar in all respects to the condition in which we found the bodies of Gilbert and Gilmore. Finding a large bag near the body, partly filled with

flour, we drew the body onto the beach, high above the range of the surf, where we left it resting on the face, as it lay in the water, and covered the exposed parts with the bag, and fastened it down as we did the covering of the two we had left. Setting up a signal over young Spafford, we again resumed our course, and, after traveling along the beach some four miles, we found the body of the drowned Mary, lying in much the same position in the water as the others. We took her back and covered her with some articles of bed-clothing which we found washed ashore beside her. Here we set up our last signal, for all that had been drowned had been found. A boat from Cleveland took away the bodies of Gilbert, Gilmore and young Spafford the day after we found them, but not finding the body of the woman, they turned for Cleveland, concluding she had not been found. The three bodies taken by the boat were buried in Cleveland-Gilbert and Spafford were residents there. The body of Mary I assisted Major Perry and his son Nathan to bury near the lake shore, on the east bank of Black river, some three days after it was found. It would have been buried at Cleveland with the others had the boat sent in search gone one mile further west. Mr. Nathan Perry supposed all had been taken down by the Cleveland boat till his father came on to Black river and told him that Mary had been left on the beach, and that he saw her as he came along. The next day Major Perry and his son took their canoe from the river to the beach where Mary lay, and brought her to the river and buried her as above mentioned. No blame can be justly attached to anyone for the delay in her burial. Her body was not disfigured in any way by bird or beast.

The account which Captain Plumb gave of the loss of the Cleveland fishing boat was very nearly as follows: "The morning the boat left Rocky river a light land breeze, capable of carrying the boat three or four miles an hour, seemed to the hands on board a favorable wind to carry them past the ironbound coast of Dover Point, some four or five miles in extent. Expecting the boys sent back to Cleveland would soon return, Captain Plumb and his crew concluded they would not wait their

arrival, thinking the little speed the boat would make would allow them time to get on board before they began to pass around the point. But short-sighted man cannot tell what a day or an hour may bring forth.' After they had been on the lake a while, the wind increased, and bore them onward with greater rapidity than they had anticipated. All went on well until they had passed the dreaded point half way or more. Then the wind came suddenly round to the north, and the first squall struck them with such violence as to upset the boat, turning it completely upside down, casting them all into the lake, about half a mile from shore. Mary was sitting on her bed and bedding, which was tied up in a thick coverlet and placed amidships, behind the mast, to which she clung when the accident happened. The last Captain Plumb saw her she was seated on her bed, nearly a mile from the boat, making her way westward past the rocky shore, and he considered her case the most hopeful of any. Mr. Plumb was at the steering oar when the boat capsized, and, not knowing how to swim, he held onto the oar till he fixed himself astride the stern, where it was so narrow that he could hold by his heels under the edge of each gunwale. Here he sat without being displaced by the sea, though it often broke over his head. Immediately after the four men regained the boat-which was soon after it upset-they mutually agreed that they would individually take care of themselves and be free from any obligation to assist one another. Under this rule young Spafford was the first to drown, though he was a good swimmer. He had often been washed from the boat, and as often regained it by swimming, until he was so chilled by cold water that he could no more reach it by putting forth his hands to swim. He sank so near Mr. Plumb that he said he could have caught him by the hair of his head when he went down, overcome by excessive fatigue, and too much chilled to hold on to the boat when placed upon it, as he had been two or three times by his brother-in-law, S. Gilbert. Soon after young Spafford drowned, Stephen Gilbert, who had tried to maintain himself on the bow of the boat, as Captain Plumb had done on the stern, but had