t last at dawn of February 25th, adds Captain Hinckley, I espied on the horizon a column of black smoke; a whaler or steamer it seemed to be. We hoisted all our signals and launched a boat to intercept her. To our unspeakable relief the spars and smokestack of a steamer loomed up, and she shortly after came to anchor near the shore, lowering her largest boat, the officer of which on hearing my story directed our boat to go aboard, while he went ashore for the remainder.
The steamer was the Shanghai (English) from Manila, Captain Munroe, and in a short time we all stood without effects on a friendly deck.
Thence they proceeded to Hong Kong.
For the rescue Captain Munroe received from President Fillmore a gold chronometer.
We have had an interesting interview with Captain Hinckley, who though well nigh a nonagenarian, is still actively engaged in the insurance business in Boston, and who followed the seas for several years after the loss of the Living Age. His voyages were to St.