Den dere was a crash, and before we knew what was de matter dere was a big hole in de side, and six niggers was killed dead.

Ebery one yelled berry loud.

We tink for sure that de last day come.

For a long time de guns keep firing, and den everyting quiet again.

At de time no one could tink what de matter, but I s'pose dat British cruiser chase us and dat de slaber sail away.
"Dat was an awful voyage, sar.