Harper's New Monthly Magazine, No. IX.—February, 1851.—Vol. II.Various
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine, No. IX.—February, 1851.—Vol. II.
Various
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It was night and blowing fresh. The sky was overcast, and there was no
moon, so that darkness was on the face of the deep--not total darkness,
it must be understood, for that is seldom known at sea. I was in
the middle watch from midnight to four o'clock, and had been on
deck about half an hour when the look-out forward sung out "ship
ahead--starboard--hard a starboard."
These words made the second mate, who had the watch, jump into the
weather rigging. "A ship," he exclaimed. "An iceberg it is rather,
and--. All hands wear ship," he shouted in a tone which showed there was
not a moment to lose.
The watch sprung to the braces and bowlines while the rest of the crew
tumbled up from below, and the captain and other officers rushed out of
their cabins; the helm was kept up, and the yards swung round, and the
ship's head turned toward the direction whence we had come. The captain
glanced his eye round, and then ordered the courses to be brailed up,
and the main topsail to be backed, so as to lay the ship to. I soon
discovered the cause of these manoeuvres; for before the ship had quite
wore round, I perceived close to us a towering mass with a refulgent
appearance, which the look-out man had taken for the white sails of a
ship, but which proved in reality to be a vast iceberg, and attached to
it, and extending a considerable distance to leeward, was a field or
very extensive floe of ice, against which the ship would have run, had
it not been discovered in time, and would in all probability instantly
have gone down with every one on board.
In consequence of the extreme darkness, it was dangerous to sail either
way; for it was impossible to say what other floes or smaller cakes of
ice might be in the neighborhood, and we might probably be on them,
before they could be seen. We, therefore, remained hove to. As it was, I
could not see the floe till it was pointed out to me by one of the crew.
When daylight broke the next morning, the dangerous position in which
the ship was placed was seen. On every side of us appeared large floes
of ice, with several icebergs floating, like mountains on a plain, among
them; while the only opening through which we could escape was a narrow
passage to the northeast, through which we must have come. What made our
position the more perilous was, that the vast masses of ice were
approaching nearer and nearer to each other, so that we had not a moment
to lose, if we would effect our escape.
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