Some humane ladies of the party requested the captain of the steamer to let them know the fate of the unfortunate young woman, and late at night, as the ship's bows began to ruffle the waters, and her sails to fill, a fisher wherry hailed her, and a note was sent on board. It was speedily whispered about that Captain Trafford had been the cause of the poor young creature's death, but there were no outward signs of regret on his part; he was as brusque as ever among the women and children when on duty between decks, and as intolerant and overbearing as usual towards the men of his company. They hated him cordially--they had always done so; but after the sad incident I have recorded, their dislike increased. Martin Gray buried his sorrow in his own breast. None ever knew that the unhappy girl who had cast herself despairingly into the waters was his cousin. Some trifling dereliction from duly on Gray's part brought a violent reprimand from Captain Trafford. The young soldier responded in a strain equally excited, and the result was the imprisonment of Gray in a solitary cell. Some days after, Captain Trafford, being the offices on duty, visited the prisoner. The sentry at the adjoining guard awaited the officer's return, and the sergeant, at length growing uneasy at the delay, proceeded to the cell. Trafford lay on the ground at Gray's feet. He had evidently been stunned by a blow, for he was insensible. Gray made no defence, merely remarking, that he "had paid an old debt." Had Captain Trafford died, the young soldier must have been hung; but the former lived to give his evidence at the court-martial, the sergeant's corroborated the captain's, and the prisoner pleaded guilty. But ere the sentence of the court was ascertained, Gray, through some sailor friends, managed to escape from prison, got on board a merchant ship where hands were wanting, and worked his passage home. He was easily traced, was seized as a deserter, and the result of another trial was transportation for life. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The convicts who had been rescued from the wreck by the soldiers of the fort were of course handed over to the proper authorities in South Africa. Some met with a merciful destiny, some continued their evil practices-- these were sent on their way. The wreck of the _Trafalgar_ became matter of history in an age when philanthropy, or the affectation of it, takes the lead in public. "Ha!" said Lee to his companion, when they heard, some months after, of the fate of felons like themselves, "what a fool you would have made of yourself if you had given yourself up as you wished." Poor Martin Gray would at the moment this was said have gladly changed places with the hardest-worked convict in Norfolk Island. But I must not anticipate my tale.