He expressed all his feelings to me in the most forcible and pathetic manner, put my head upon his heart, leant his head on my arm, and explained his uneasiness in breathing. But when I was gone he complained no more, showing that he complained with a view to be relieved, not to be pitied. In short, living or dying, he has given me a lesson which I shall never forget and surely for patience and fortitude he was an example worthy the imitation of a Stoic. Thus died a worthy son of his father, the good king Abba Thulle of the Pelew Islands. Over his grave in England was placed a stone with this inscription: To the Memory of PRINCE LEE BOO, A native of the Pelew, or Palos Islands, and Son to Abba Thulle, Rupack or King of the Island Coorooraa; Who departed this life on the 27th of December, 1784, Aged 20 Years. This Stone is inscribed by the Honorable United East India Company as a Testimony of esteem for the humane and kind Treatment afforded by his Father to the crew of their ship, the ANTELOPE, Captain WILSON, which was wrecked off that Island In the Night of the 9th of August, 1783. * * * * * Stop, Reader, stop--let NATURE claim a Tear--A Prince of Mine, Lee Boo, lies bury’d here. As a memorial of the _Antelope_ packet and the fortunate sojourn of her company in the Pelew Islands, a stately volume was prepared at the direction of the East India Company. This passage is worthy to be quoted in remembrance of King Abba Thulle: The night before the schooner sailed, the king asked Captain Wilson how long it might be before his son’s return to Pelew. Being told that it would be about thirty moons, or perhaps longer, Abba Thulle drew from his basket a piece of line and after making thirty knots in it, a little distance from each other, left a long space and then adding six other knots carefully put it by. Thirty months to be counted one by one, and six more in the event of longer delay before the return of Lee Boo! A hundred and forty years have gone since the king of the Pelew Islands and Captain Henry Wilson of the _Antelope_ were brothers in spirit, and the curse of civilization has long since blighted the manners and the morals of those simple people of the Pacific; but this story of a shipwreck survives with a certain noble distinction, and it helps to redeem the failures of weaker men to play the gallant part amid the cruel adversities of the sea. THE END Transcriber’s Notes Punctuation, hyphenation, and spelling were made consistent when a predominant preference was found in the original book; otherwise they were not changed.