To The America The Sad News Of The Loss Of The Kestrel.
seemed to us a long time, the boat returned and brought papers, &c.,
but no important news; and in a few moments the two steamers
courtesied to each other, and each went on her way.
After six days, the waves had risen to a terrible height; the wind
was all but a gale; the ocean, as far as one could see, was one
roaring foam; one after another the angry billows rose to the height
of twenty or thirty feet, and rolled on, curling over their green
sides, and then broke with a voice of thunder against our vessel.
I crawled out of the cabin, assisted by two gentlemen, and from the
lower deck saw the sublime commotion over the bulwarks, when the
ship rolled over on the side where I was sitting. The sea broke over
our vessel repeatedly; it went over the top of the smoke pipe, and
struck the fore-topsail in the middle but did, not hurt either of
them. The fourth officer was washed out of his berth by a sea when
he was asleep. One of the paddles broke, but in a very short time
was replaced. One of the wheels was often entirely out of water, but
no harm was done us by any of these disasters; and on we went safe
through the troubled waters.
At night, when we were planning how we should secure ourselves from
rolling about the cabin, there came a sudden lurch of the ship, and
every thing movable was sent SLAM BANG on one side of the cabin; and
such a crash of crockery in the pantry!
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