Letters From High Latitudes By Lord Dufferin















































































 -  We are going to Whirlpool-to WHIRL-RL-POOO-L!
Sir! in a quaver of consternation, - and so glides back - Page 240
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We Are Going To Whirlpool-To WHIRL-RL-POOO-L! Sir!" In A Quaver Of Consternation, - And So Glides Back To Bed Like A Phantom, Leaving The Doctor Utterly Unable To Divine The Occasion Of His Visit.

The whole of the next day the gale continued.

We had now sailed back into night; it became therefore a question how far it would be advisable to carry on during the ensuing hours of darkness, considering how uncertain we were as to our real position. As I think I have already described to you, the west coast of Norway is very dangerous; a continuous sheet of sunken rocks lies out along its entire edge for eight or ten miles to sea. There are no lighthouses to warn the mariner off; and if we were wrong in our reckoning, as we might very well be, it was possible we might stumble on the land sooner than we expected. I knew the proper course would be to lie to quietly until we could take an observation; but time was so valuable, and I was so fearful you would be getting anxious. The night was pretty clear. High mountains, such as we were expecting to make, would be seen, even at night, several miles off. According to our log we were still 150 miles off the land, and, however inaccurate our calculation might be, the error could not be of such magnitude as that amounted to. To throw away so fair a wind seemed such a pity, especially as it might be days before the sun appeared; we had already been at sea about a fortnight without a sight of him, and his appearance at all during the summer is not an act DE RIGUEUR in this part of the world; we might spend yet another fortnight in lying to, and then after all have to poke our way blindfold to the coast; at all events it would be soon enough to lie to the next night.

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