Fragments of voyages and travels, including anecdotes of a naval life : $b Chiefly for the use of young persons. Vol. 1 (of 3)Hall, Basil
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Fragments of voyages and travels, including anecdotes of a naval life : $b Chiefly for the use of young persons. Vol. 1 (of 3)
Hall, Basil
Voyages and travels -- Juvenile literature
A year or two after the time I am speaking of, it was resolved to
place a heavy gun upon the rock on which Sambro light-house is built;
and, after a good deal of trouble, a long twenty-four pounder was
hoisted up to the highest ridge of this prominent station. It was then
arranged that, if, on the arrival of any ship off the harbour, in a
period of fog, she chose to fire guns, these were to be answered from
the light-house; and in this way a kind of audible, though invisible,
telegraph might be set to work. If it happened that the officers of the
ship were sufficiently familiar with the ground, and possessed nerves
stout enough for such a groping kind of navigation, perilous at best,
it was possible to run fairly into the harbour, notwithstanding the
obscurity, by watching the sound of these guns, and attending closely
to the depth of water.
I never was in any ship which ventured upon this feat; but I perfectly
recollect a curious circumstance, which occurred, I think, to His
Majesty’s ship Cambrian. She had run in from sea towards the coast,
enveloped in one of these dense fogs. Of course they took for granted
that the light-house and the adjacent land, Halifax included, were
likewise covered with an impenetrable cloud or mist. But it so chanced,
by what freak of Dame Nature I know not, that the fog, on that day, was
confined to the deep water; so that we, who were in the port, could see
it, at the distance of several miles from the coast, lying on the ocean
like a huge stratum of snow, with an abrupt face, fronting the shore.
The Cambrian, lost in the midst of this fog bank, supposing herself to
be near the land, fired a gun. To this the light-house replied; and so
the ship and the light went on, pelting away, gun for gun, during half
the day, without ever seeing one another. The people at the light-house
had no means of communicating to the frigate, that, if she would only
stand on a little further, she would disentangle herself from the
cloud, in which, like Jupiter Olympus of old, she was wasting her
thunder.
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