Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXIV, No. 3, March 1849Various
General
Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXIV, No. 3, March 1849
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
It were useless to dwell upon the parting interview of the lovers. All
that the gushing fondness of two such natures could impart was
interchanged. Hap what might, though distance should separate, and
circumstances debar their intercourse for months or years, they felt
that unswerving confidence which true and loyal breasts alone can feel.
It is true that they both felt much anxiety—the maiden in especial, for
her lover was exposed to far more than the perils of the deep. But, with
a faith early instilled by the precepts of a pious mother, she placed
her trust on High, and with more of hope than fear, looked forward to
the future.
CHAPTER II.
For some weeks the Hornet sought in vain for a cruiser of the enemy.
Some valuable captures were made, and the vessels destroyed, and it was
determined to shift the cruising ground to the South Atlantic.
As they approached the equator, the atmosphere became humid and
oppressive, and they were deluged with frequent rain, compared to which
the heaviest showers of our own more favored clime, are as the dew-drop
to the overflowing cistern. Often at night the sea would be brilliantly
phosphorescent, and the water as dashed aside by the advancing prow,
fell over in curls of flame, while, gamboling around in very wantonness,
myriads of porpoises, the dolphins of antiquity, sportively chased each
other, and darting to and fro, without design or order, checkered with
lines of light the dark, unruffled sea.
The day on which they crossed the line was preceded by a night of
surpassing loveliness. Undisturbed and quiet as a sleeping infant, the
calm and placid ocean lay in beautiful repose, its very heavings, as if
moved by the modulation of sweet sounds, so gentle, as not to impair the
reflections of its mirror-like surface.
Toward morning, a mist arose, which, becoming dense, settled down and
banked around the horizon. As the night waned, faint streaks of light
tinged the dark cloud; gradually the hues became brighter and more
expanded, the violet became purple, the purple reddened into crimson,
and suddenly, as from a bed of flame, the sun looked forth upon the
quiet scene. The serene sky, the placid ocean, the soft breath of the
morning, and the gorgeous sun, were all in keeping with the attributes
of their Maker; while the tiny ship, a mere speck upon the waters,
girdled with iron and prepared for strife, was a fit emblem of the
frailty and insignificance of man.
The inconsiderate and the thoughtless were disappointed that the usual
ceremony of receiving Neptune was dispensed with on crossing the line;
but the Hornet was too well disciplined for such a disorderly
exhibition, and her commander wisely considered the custom of roughly
shaving the uninitiated as one more honored in the breach than the
observance.
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