It is needless to say that the dead steersman has been
reverently removed from the place where he held his honourable
watch and ward till death, a steadfastness as noble as that of the
young Casabianca, and placed in the mortuary to await inquest.
Already the sudden storm is passing, and its fierceness is
abating. Crowds are scattering backward, and the sky is beginning
to redden over the Yorkshire wolds.
I shall send, in time for your next issue, further details of
the derelict ship which found her way so miraculously into harbour
in the storm.
9 August.—The sequel to the strange arrival of the derelict in
the storm last night is almost more startling than the thing
itself. It turns out that the schooner is Russian from Varna, and
is called the Demeter. She is almost entirely
