Storm of the century
There was a terrible storm last night. The hurricane was strong and there is a lot of damage in the area.
There was a shipwreck on the rocks near Porth Alerth. At around eleven o'clock at night, the Royal Charter anchored off the coast. I was lying in bed when I saw a light in the sky. I knew someone was in danger. I got up and went out to try to help. It was absolutely impossible for any boat or ship to venture out to provide assistance. At around 1 o'clock in the morning the ship was pushed towards the beach as the two chains anchoring it were broken.
I ran around the village to try to organise help. Meanwhile, one of the men from the ship swam ashore with a rope, and some people started coming off the ship, using the rope. Some 28 people in the village went down to the beach to try to assist. But then the ship was rammed onto the rocks and most of the people on it were drowned.
Apparently some people jumped into the water and tried to swim ashore but failed as they had filled their pockets with gold and were wearing belts full of gold.
The bodies of some of these poor people have now washed up on the beach – I wonder how many more are still to come?