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
Last evening we witnessed a sunset that was the most impressive of
the whole voyage. An hour before the sun disappeared we noticed great
cumulo-nimbus clouds marshalling themselves in the west, the horizon
then being veiled in a curious, diaphanous mist. When we came up
from supper, though, the sun had nearly reached the sea-rim, and for
ten minutes we were the enchanted spectators of most exquisite cloud
scenery. High up toward the zenith two ranges of heavy, gloomy cloud
mountains were reared, peak on peak, forming in themselves a scene
of remarkable grandeur, and right between these purple ramparts, and
just then touching the horizon, lay the great, blazing globe of fire,
edging the immense vapory masses with a fringe as of living flame
and transmuting the clouds into glowing pictures of the Delectable
Mountains, more beautiful than artist ever conceived, with a suggestion
of the Celestial City itself in the surpassing glory of the moment. As
Handel said when composing the “Messiah,” “I did think that I did see
all heaven before me, and the great God Himself.” The entire spectacle
was visible through the thin mist, now changed into a veil of radiant
bronze, putting a finishing touch upon a scene which, for magnificence
of coloring and stately splendor, we have never seen equalled.
No sooner had the orb of day vanished than out soared the moon from
behind a sable cloud and a night of ineffable peace and purity
followed, with now and then a weird effect produced by a guny floating
slowly across the moon’s face, with the appearance of a gigantic,
prehistoric bat. Oh, how superb Nature is when viewed thus from the
deck of a sailing ship! How can a man deny God at such moments as
these? How can he say that he is lonely when he is surrounded by such
wonderful memorials of His earthly magnificence? Latitude, 34° 5′
north; longitude, 137° 14′ west.
+September 10+
We can stand but very little more of this northerly wind, for we are
getting very anxious to go on the other tack. Last night and this
morning the wind was very unsteady, and we alternately broke off to
west-northwest and came up to northwest by north. It would be useless
to tack ship at long as we can hold as good a course as the former, for
we would have to make a little southing on the other leg. By to-morrow
we will probably be in the latitude of our destination, though a
thousand miles west of it, and the skipper intimates that he will then
let her come round whether or no.
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