There were a lot of men there belonging to the wrecking gang, and some correspondents of London papers.

But they would have it that she was below, and had me go down again.

I did, and this time I found her." The mate paused a moment "I'll have to tell you," he went on, "that when a body don't come to the surface it will stand or sit in a perfectly natural position until a current or movement of the water around touches it.

When that happens--well, you'd say the body was alive; and old divers have a superstition--no, it AIN'T just a superstition, I believe it's so--that drowned people really don't die till they come to the surface, and the air touches them.

We say that the drowned who don't come up still have some sort of life of their own way down there in all that green water.