place, and fastening a coil of new rope to her, let her drift so near to 
     
     the ship that after many attempts the sailors on board succeeded in 
     
     throwing a leaded line into her and securing communication between 
     
     the ship and the shore. In this way all the ship’s crew that were liv- 
     
     ing, were transferred—two by two—from the ship to the shore. But 
     
     previous to this, when the ship was on the outer bar, she parted, and 
     
     the timber began to float ashore. It was then that the captain and 
     
     three of the sailors were washed off and drowned. It was said that 
     
     the crew numbered fourteen. Ten were saved. The others were bur- 
     
     ied in the burying ground on the hillside less than a mile away. The 
     
     captain’s body was not found till several weeks after the others were 
     
     buried. He had no money on him when he was found, but the sailors 
     
     said he had a large sum of money in gold in his belt when the vessel 
     
     grounded. The only way the absence of the money can be accounted 
     
     for is that some dishonest person found the body and appropriated the 
     
     gold, and kept silent about it. 
     
    
   
   
    
     They could have anchored outside, as the storm had died away, 
     
     and saved all the harm and loss. How much harm and loss might be 
     
     averted if people only knew and did as they knew. 
     
    
   
   
    
     The Island lies with its back toward the sun, and the waters of 
     
     the Strait of Northumberland splash against it. In summer it gets a 
     
     sun and surf bath at the same time. At the east end of the Island 
     
     the waters of the Strait and those of the Gulf meet and make strong 
     
     whirling currents. There are reefs running two miles out into the 
     
     sea. These make it a very dangerous place for vessels. I once saw 
     
     the butt end of a mast sticking up about ten feet above the water. The 
     
     vessel had struck the reef and her masts broke off with the sudden 
     
     stop. Gne turned lower end up and was held that way by the shrouds 
     
     or ropes. The vessel with all her crew went down. Since then the gov- 
     
     ernment put a lighthouse near that dangerous place. This is called the 
     
     East Point. I was born and brought up within a few miles of “The 
     
    
   
   
    
     Point.” In summer a packet carried mails and passengers across the 
     
     Strait. 
     
    
   
   
    
     In winter the whole Island is surrounded with heavy ice. Those 
     
     who wanted to get to the mainland had to go on iceboats. These 
     
     boats were large and had runners under them like sleigh runners. The 
     
    
   
   
    
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