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
Astern, among the dark, spiral water-funnels floated half a dozen
gunies, and we thought that perhaps we could capture one; therefore
the skipper rigged a small hook baited with bacon-rind to a thin line
and dropped it overboard. In a few minutes one took the bait; and,
giving the line a jerk, he hooked the creature in the upper part of the
bill and hauled him through the water and up over the stern. This bird
made but little resistance, and formed a strong contrast to the fierce
struggles of an albatross under similar conditions. When finally
deposited upon the deck, he seemed to be about the size of a swan as to
body, but his wings were very long, the alar extent being eight feet,
or only three or four feet less than an average albatross. Like the
latter, a guny can inflict a very severe wound with his bill, and it is
necessary to have a care for your calves as you pass by. We endeavored
to take some photographs of the big bird, but he would insist upon
continual motion, and finally the wretched beast cast up the contents
of his stomach on the deck, after the manner of all sea-fowl. Then the
captain brought up the Maltese cat, who entertains a very lofty opinion
of itself and who is in the habit of valiantly putting the chickens to
flight; he was apparently stunned, though, when confronted with the
great bird, and when the latter opened a beak in which the whole of
Tommie’s head might have rested, his tail thickened and he sped him
away. As it was useless then to keep the guny any longer on board, the
skipper grasped him dexterously by the tip of one wing and threw him
over the side; whereupon catching himself before he touched the water,
he flew off with a joyous scream to rejoin his comrades, and no doubt
relate to them his wonderful adventures. Latitude, 36° 35′ north;
longitude, 125° 50′ west.
+September 18+
Becalmed, sixty-five miles from the Farallones! It is a dismal fact
that although we had a light, fair wind all last night, it let go at
nine this morning, and since then we have been weltering in a light
swell from the northward, with the sea at times like blue ice. Such
a dead calm was it that my wife and I played cards the greater part
of the morning on deck. At 7 +A.M.+ the haze that shrouded the
sea commenced to melt under the hot sun, and two ships were disclosed
to our vision, one to port, the other to starboard. The former was a
three-master of about two thousand tons, while the other was a very
large, full-rigged, four-masted ship--that is, square-rigged on all the
masts--of fully twenty-eight hundred tons. Both were metal vessels, and
made a fine picture as they gracefully topped the easy swell. They were
bound to the southward, and therefore have all their troubles before
them.
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