One night two emigrants concealed themselves on the quarter-deck when the passengers had been sent below, and they saw the officers lay hold of White, a sailor, fill his mouth with soup to prevent his screams, and lash him astride a spar, from which he was cast loose to he carried to the hospital, where he died, and was thrown over board. John 0. Southard died shortly after the arrival of the ship, but he lived long enough to testify against the third mate as the author of the injuries which had ended so fatally to him. It is astonishing how generally an ex ample of such fearful cruelty can be followed. The steward is quite a lad, yet he pursued an unfortunate boy around the deck, beating him with a belaying pin till he had rendered him iii^Hnsibl«, and from this state he was only carried to his grave. The ship's

surgeon calls himself Mr Monument, a native of Norfolk, holding a diploma from the Royal College of Surgeons, and formerly medical officer of the ship Great Webster. He al leged that his medicines were fur nished by the London Society, and as no such society m London for furnish ing medicines is known of m New York, nor any such vessel as the Great Webster, doubts are entertained of the truth of his story. He is about 50 years of age, with too rich an Irish brogue for a Norfolk man. His pre scriptions were alleged to have been orders to have his patients flogged; the amount of medicine he dispensed was limited to two doses of castor oil. When the veal character of the treat ment receiveil by the passengers trans pired, the third mate, carpenter, and boatswain were arrested, and the captain and first mate were discovered, alter a dilligent search, by the police. Armstrong's wife asserted that he was very ill, which the police discovered to be the case. Both he and the mate had been stricken with this typhoid fever, and the captain then was delirious. Some days before he reached New York he complained to his brother, the first mate, who, with the carpenter, has also been stricken with this fever, that he was unwell, but on his arrival he was able to walk to his home m Myrtle Avenue, Brooklyn. 