A Doomed Ship.

"There seemed to be hardly any shock; in fact, those below said they didn't at first think anything serious had happened. We, however, knew the vessel would go to the bottom in a few minutes, and no time was lost lowering the boats and getting the passengers—first the women and children, and then the men—into them. The Cormorant (for that was the steamer's name) recoiled after striking us, but she immediately came and stood-by, throwing a rope aboard, by means of which most of our crew clambered into her. Everybody behaved extremely well. There appeared to be no hurry or panic, yet the loading of the boats was managed remarkably quickly.

"Between eight and nine minutes after the collision the last man, (Captain Todd) left the ship, and within a few seconds the Saint Leonards plunged, prow foremost, into the sea and disappeared. She had all sail set, which made the sight even more remarkable and impressive. The air in the saloon exploded with a loud noise that made some think the gunpowder aboard had been got at; and the sea was covered with wreckage, live stock and luggage. The Cormorant steamed for Dartmouth, after making sure all the human beings, a total of 62, belonging to the Saint Leonards, were safe aboard, and landed us there at noon."