She sunk with a full cargo

A dreadful accident happened a few days ago on board the Jason, a vessel of Boston, lying about four miles from the town, in a part of the Deeps called Clay-hole.

Mr. Massam, the master, was on business in Boston; but before he quitted the vessel, be had carefully locked up the cabin, in which were some swivel cartridges, and a quantity of gunpowder. The mate of the vessel, to relieve the tedium of waiting for a wind, imprudently broke open the door during the master's absence, took out some powder, and went from the vessel to shoot sea-fowl, leaving on board only a boy about fourteen years of age.

The youth, thus left, amused himself by getting a handful of gunpowder, and throwing it in small quantities into a fire on board; but having, it is supposed, scattered some between the cabin and the fire-place, the flame ran along the train, and in an instant, by the tremendous explosion of all the powder kept for the guns which the Jason carried, the whole stern of the vessel was swept away, and she sunk with a full cargo of oats on board.

Providentially the boy was not hurt by the explosion, and was taken from the sinking vessel by a boat which was put off from the Tre Madoc, lying near.