ANOTHER VERSION OF NELSON'S DEATH.

Oamaru Mail, Volume I, Issue 67, 8 July 1876, Page 3

ANOTHER VERSION OF NELSON'S DEATH.

Xlio " Ruvue *ie Fran«e " publishes an lisoilt;, nny lifcfet« known, of the battle of which we refttodace with every burvatinn, as She French' papers say. L author of the article attributes the Lll of Nelson, Co a suitor called CJersah?, [d hi; ictvcH an account of the event aa re;od by this Breton sailor l—-" A 'ulii-xnliwion resounded above the din of ttlii. A wild, triumphant cry rose front r .ship. We had disabled two of the icalt* which threatened ns, and the i«iiah admiral's ship, swinging round, fto lueward wit It her stern towards «s. id wo, then, done her any serious harm? «, iniU'od ! From the maen-top, where ms .stationed, f saw that the tiner-ropes il hiiwi cut away. Some- Mete jackets shwl to reeAe new ones, amidst the eonlinn caused by the hurrying to and fro k!iu men who were picking up and carry- | btstow tho dead and wounded. A group ullkiii's were standing at the top of the jp-laihlor, amongst them a little- stan ,u, wearing three stars on his breast, wnvil him speak. I oast my eyes «b>wnn% and on the taffrail of bis ship, iish a wave just then tit'ted tip. J i, w The Victory.'* I again looked earitiy at. the officer. His thin face was iifhty and cattn, and one could have 1 that he smited. t understood then k t saw fMson. My heart gave one nb. t f'■ i•■ tuyself grow pale with anger. nm<\ '>-.-.' musket to my shoulder, and J: i':. :; . V'.iiH a storm of imptessions

k<; my brain. He was s«> ut' <«• i.i-i.i-.; .'' He sttspeeted lib Igor to !,;': rfe, the chief, the c»>tt(rof '>' * ■ -i'skic. v sort t>f Jfafwleon «f ana. I a .;am raised nay strut. No! suris ».< '! ;ro is a living C«pd, I cottld have iired. I t-tttt nut wish to tire. y, at that moment ettet the English a broadside at us f Was that a brave '-fern against oaw I It seemed dt»«e purpnsu. Volley fotfowed Vutfcy. 1 ww'9 slaughtered—cut down. The ondop alone stood erect amidst its npit'if ringing. IHxff guns were disputed, anil no longer returned the my's lire. I'ov the third time the in of our commander reached as in the i ' Courage, my chttdren/ it tried, and r« for franco.' France I . . . .

iaiim swam before my eyes, and the ad* nl fin- over appearing through the k«-always smiling—fainted and tired, admiral rolled onlhe deck as though hml pushed hint violently from I>efiind. ;wly I looked over the top to took, iituruw! what lamentations en board Enul'sli ship!' The etticers threw nwolvtw on their knees, wringing their <l». Ouo of them with swollen cottnte- »:». turned toward*, and raising hia u'ited list, hurled at as these words, I'll t have often repeated, and which I explained to me later on : ' i>am yostr n ' Dam your hand! Yt»vt French imilrnls.' Ho raised tt£> his tangwage ! <>ur.i, whidi he didn't know well I quite giddy; it seemed tit me that I ilvoiiming; when a violent Mow on the <l turned me over insensible. I awoke liul myself a prisoner in England."