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Leeds Mercury. 1867/04/27. Arrival of the Diana at Hull. Leeds. Get it:
.Yesterday morning, about half-past eight, the Diana arrived at the Hull roads. She was sighted about seven o’clock off Paull. The intimation of her approach had attracted thousands of persons to the South End on the previous evening, and yesterday morning the throng was much greater. She at once entered the Humber Dock, and as she passed through, the quays and shipping on all sides became crowded. Of course the Diana was boarded by very many, and the yards were manned and other portions of the vessel crowded. The half-mast flag indicated the presence of a corpse on hoard, and it was seen that the shell containing the late Captain Gravill was placed upon the bridge, being covered with canvas. The forlorn state of the ship was at once observable, and the deepest interest was manifested to communicate with those on board. So much excitement has never been manifested in regard to a Hull vessel, nor a wider-spread interest created, though at the best it is of a painful character. There is no parallel in the records of suffering and misfortune at the Greenland fishery, at least so far as Hull is concerned. The multitudes of expectant people who lined the piers and the quays of the decks this morning, assembling as they did as soon as the approach of the Diana became known, must have reminded many elderly people of the golden age of the whale fishery – when Hull sent a magnificent fleet of vessels to prosecute the arduous trade.
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The Diana’s surgeon had long since given up his diary, but the published edition deals with her return to Hull (Smith 1922).
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Yesterday morning, about half-past eight, the Diana arrived at the Hull roads. She was sighted about seven o’clock off Paull. The intimation of her approach had attracted thousands of persons to the South-end on the previous evening, and yesterday morning the throng was much greater. She at once entered the Humber Dock, and as she passed through, the quays and shipping on all sides became crowded. Of course the Diana was boarded by very many, and the yards were manned and other portions of the vessel crowded. The half-mast flag indicated the presence of a corpse on hoard, and it was seen that the shell containing the late Capt. Gravill was placed upon the bridge, being covered with canvas. The forlorn state of the ship was at once observable, and the deepest interest was manifested to communicate with those on board. So much excitement has never been manifested in regard to a Hull vessel, nor a wider-spread interest created, though at the best it is of a painful character. There is no parallel in the records of suffering and misfortune at the Greenland fishery, at least so far as Hull is concerned. The multitudes of expectant people who lined the piers and the quays of the decks this morning, assembling as they did as soon as the approach of the Diana became known, must have reminded many olderly people of the golden age of the whale fishery – when Hull sent a magnificent fleet of vessels to prosecute the arduous trade.
The shell containing the body of the late captain was carefully removed from the ship to the hearse by his old harpooners, and conveyed to his residence in Hessle Road. The funeral is arranged to take place on Monday, the 29th inst., leaving the house at 2 o’clock p.m., and arriving at the Springbank Cemetery at 2.30. The late Captain Gravill died on board the Diana on. Tuesday, December 26th, of inflammation of the liver and kidneys, and general dropsy, in the sixty-fifth year of his age, the ship at the time being beset in Davis’s Straits among very heavy ice, off the entrance of Frobisher’s Straits.
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