The Message Ends
Then, whether the wind is good or bad, I shall save my soul, and my honour as a captain. I am getting weaker, and the night is getting dark. If He looks me in the face again, I may not have time to do anything.
If the ship is wrecked, perhaps this bottle will be found. I hope those who find it understand. If not ... well, then everyone shall know that I did as much as I could do. God and the Blessed Virgin and the saints help me. I was just a poor ignorant man trying to do his duty.'