By way of Cape Horn : $b four months in a Yankee clipperStevenson, Paul Eve
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By way of Cape Horn : $b four months in a Yankee clipper
Stevenson, Paul Eve
Hosea Higgins (Ship); Seafaring life; Voyages to the Pacific coast
The men have slightly improved, though they are still a badly used-up
lot of sailors. To what an apparently infinite number and variety of
ailments and mishaps they are liable! There is the tough and hardy
second mate, even he has lost the entire use of one hand by a trivial
accident. He had a small wart or something of that sort on the back
of his right hand a few days ago, and on one occasion, while slacking
off the weather lower maintop-sail-brace, one of the ropes knocked off
this tiny excrescence. Mr. Rarx paid no heed to it; but in twenty-four
hours his hand had swollen dreadfully, puffing up like a huge biscuit,
and where the wart had been there formed a large sore that had to be
lanced. Cold salt-water and friction must be looked to as accountable
for this, for Rarx is as lean and healthy-looking as a prize-fighter.
Louis Jacquin, the Frenchman, too, another specimen of rugged health,
had a finger caught in a main-brace block and jammed, drawing blood;
and in two days an ugly purple rising appeared at the base of the nail,
as large and shining as a hot-house grape--so hard, withal, that a
lance penetrated it with difficulty.
The best men in the ship are sent to the helm now, for an awkward,
false turn of the wheel in such a sea would broach the ship to in a
moment, and then, good-by pumps, rail, and everything else on the
main-deck. Latitude, 55° 53′ south; longitude, 85° 20′ west.
+July 29+
_Salve lux benigna!_ Yesterday morning daybreak came perceptibly
earlier than it used to, and by seven o’clock it was sufficiently
light to distinguish faces at a short distance; while this morning, so
much northing had we made, that at seven it was broad daylight; and we
will soon be able to eat our quarter-to-eight breakfast without the
palsied yellow glare of the lamp. It is true that the sky is still
of a Saturnian lead color, but the dark, heavy _feel_ of the
atmosphere has disappeared. To-morrow we will cut the fiftieth parallel
if this easterly breeze holds. It has let go to a certain extent, yet
it blew us over two hundred and fifty miles in the twenty-four hours,
and in three days we have done six hundred and fifty miles to the
northwest-ward, which is extraordinarily good work for this locality;
our position is simply splendid.
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