"I've just seen poor Polly. She's dead, Jerry; she ain't alive. It's the 16th of August, and she's been dead a year. O merciful God, I think I shall go mad!" "Come, my poor old chap, you're upset with this sad work, you mustn't worrit. Why, gracious goodness, ain't she a-writ to you a dozen times, a-tellin' you about the babby, little Tom? and ain't I sent her a crape shawl by that feller Bowler? and ain't we soon a-goin home to see her, hey, old chap?" "_Jerry, there she is again_," said the unfortunate fellow, pointing to the doorway. "_There she is. I'm coming Polly! I'm_----" Thompson seized his friend and secured him from jumping overboard, as he might probably have done, and for three days watched by his bedside, Clare being down with a raging fever; but he got through, and was out of danger before the crew re-embarked. Jerry did not go on shore with the others, but devoted himself entirely to his friend and it was no doubt partly owing to his untiring care that Clare recovered. He, however, never reverted to the hallucination, which appeared to have passed away, although he often spoke to his nurse about his wife and child. Mr. Shever was, with others, buried upon the lonely island; and before the Stinger left, the ship's painter prepared a tablet bearing the following inscription, which was nailed against a tree growing near the graves. Near here lies the body of Mr. Henry Shever, Late Boatswain in H.M. Navy, Aged 38 years, who died of cholera off this island on 16th August, 185--, while serving on board H.M.S. Stinger, 24 guns. Commander, Paul Woodward, R.N. Three fathoms to the left of his grave lie the bodies of the following, late crew of H. M. S. Stinger. James Shaw, A. B., aged 32 years. Thomas Simpson, A. B., aged 27 years, Henry Rowe, A. B., aged 29 years. Samuel Tyron, O. S., aged 20 years. James Dove, Boy of 1st Class, aged 17 years. All these seamen died of the fatal effects of cholera while camped on shore near the beach below, much regretted by their surviving shipmates, who erected this monument WM. BROWN, PAINTER. When they had been under canvas a few weeks the cholera disappeared, and Captain Woodward quitted the island, and ran down to Shanghae, where he received orders to proceed at once to Hong-Kong, which he reached after a quick passage, and there found, thanks to his immense popularity, no difficulty in filling up the vacancies in his crew.