Rounding Cape Horn, and Other Sea StoriesMcRoberts, Walter
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Rounding Cape Horn, and Other Sea Stories
McRoberts, Walter
Fiction; Sea stories; Short stories
Jack and Montana were at the wheel, and Jumbo was at the lookout. All
the others save Andrew, pulled on the brace until the mate shouted
“Belay! Now haul in your slack to starboard.” They started to cross the
swimming deck, the sea being then on the beam. Some had reached the
starboard brace, others were in the middle of the deck; while Gene, who
had stopped to make the port brace fast, was not a third of the distance
across. At this moment the ship gave a wild roll, and the next, when her
starboard bulwarks were far down, an immense “green sea”—a solid wall of
water—broke on board.
What followed baffles description. Those who had hold of the starboard
brace escaped by clinging tightly to it and ducking beneath the bulwarks,
where they were buried under several feet of water, but the others fared
worse, being exposed to the full force of the sea. Whether Norris,
Smith, and Harry grasped the life-lines or not, they never could clearly
tell, but when the ship rolled to port, the great sea swept them before
it like flies. All three, by a providential circumstance, were knocked
down and jammed in between the iron stanchions and a spare spar lashed to
the bulwarks,—all that saved them from going overboard.
But poor Gene! He was caught up like a bit of chaff, and whirled away
over the submerged port bulwarks. Everyone near by, including the mate,
had all he could do to save his own life, and none of them knew for a few
moments what had happened. Captain Meade, from the quarter-deck, saw the
awful accident, and his cry of “Man overboard!” and Gene’s despairing
shriek mingled together. The captain was a cool man, and he desperately
hurled a coil of rope in less time than it takes to tell it, but even had
the lost man been able to grasp it, he could no more have held on at the
rate the ship was going than he could have seized a flash of lightning.
Before the words “Man overboard” were well out of the speaker’s mouth,
the poor fellow was disappearing astern; his white face and yellow
sou’-wester being plainly visible for several minutes.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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