On Lord’s-Day, Dec. 27, the ſtorm abated and the ſun appeared clear, but the ſevere cold ſtill continued. We ſaw _Plymouth_ and a number of people coming along the ſhore for our relief: We could diſcern them puſh off two boats and make an hard trial to come to us, but the harbour was ſo full of ice they could not reach us: We ſaw them return and it gave us an inexpreſſible ſhock. The elevation which their appearance gave us tended to ſink us the lower. Our ſituation was very gloomy; we had little to ſupport nature except rum; no ſhoes on our feet, and very much frozen; the Heavens was our only covering! I retained my ſenſes until about 2 o’clock on Lord’s-Day, but was then deprived of them and lay on the quarter-deck until the next day, when a boat got to us in order to carry the living aſhore, which amounted only to 32. When they were looking around to collect the ſurvivors, they at firſt ſuppoſed me to be dead, but ſeeing one of my eye-lids move they took me up and laying me in the boat carried me aſhore. I was carried to Mr. _Bartlet_’s tavern, whoſe kindneſs to me I would thus publickly acknowledge, and hope I ſhall always remember with gratitude. My cloaths were firſt cut from off me and I was put into cold water in order to take out the froſt: I was then placed in bed and having my teeth forced open had ſome cordials poured down my throat, but I have no remembrance of any of theſe tranſactions, for I lay perfectly ſenſeleſs until 2 o’clock on Monday, when my ſenſes came to me at once. My eyes were not open, but I heard the voices of perſons talking around me, and the firſt idea which ſtruck me was, that I was ſtill on board the brig, but that a boat come to our relief. I ſoon however opened my eyes and was informed of what had happened and where I then was. I recovered gradually, but was obliged to paſs thro’ the painful operation of having ſome of my limbs ſeperated from my body: But after all theſe diſtreſſes I am ſtill among the living to praiſe GOD! Let my ſpared life be devoted to his ſervice, and may I ever be mindful of his benefits! _Names of the Deceas’d belonging to_ Barnſtable. Capt. _John Ruſſell_, _Barn. Lothrop_, _Daniel Hall_, _Tho. Caſley_, _Eben. Bacon_, _Jaſey Garritt_, _John Berry_, _Barnabas Howes_, _Stephen Bacon_, _Jon. Lothrop, Boſton_, a Negro Man. _The SHIPWRECK: A_ =Hymn= _of Praiſe_. _Deep calleth unto deep at the noiſe of thy water-ſpouts: All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.—Yet the LORD hath ſhewn his loving kindneſs in the day-time: In the night my song shall be with him, and my prayer unto the GOD of my life.—When I remember theſe things I pour out my ſoul in me, with the voice of joy and praiſe._ David. When mountain billows o’er me roll I poured out my troubled ſoul When waves of adverſe fortune meet, Thou prov’d a guide unto my feet.