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
It is frightful to see a fellow creature perish before one’s eyes, and at
the same time know that one is powerless to render the least
assistance—for before the _Sagamore_ could have been brought to a stand,
Gene would have been a mile or more astern. But even had he then been in
plain sight, no life boat ever constructed could have lived five seconds
in that boiling cauldron. The instant it touched the water, it would
have capsized or been crushed like an egg shell against the vessel’s
side. Death is repulsive at best to the young, even when the path
leading to it is smoothed over and made easier by loving friends and
relatives, or by the consolations of religious faith. But to be alive
and well one second, and then, before sixty seconds have told a minute,
to be swept from a vessel’s deck and left to drown—this is horrible
beyond conception. What mental tortures must that poor fellow have
suffered before losing consciousness, to see the ship, his only hope,
vanishing in the distance; and to know that there was not even one chance
in a thousand for his rescue. Thus was Gene lost off Cape Horn.
Meanwhile, others might share the same fate unless prompt action was
taken, and the wonder was that the mate and his whole watch had not
perished with Gene. When the ship freed herself from that sea, Harry and
Smith managed to rise unassisted, but Norris lay as one dead, with blood
trickling from a wound on the forehead, where he had been thrown against
the iron stanchion. Mr. Marsh ran to where he lay, and dragged the
unconscious sailor from his perilous position, into the forecastle. Here
he had to be left until the job of wearing ship was over, for the
_Sagamore_ was in more peril during those few minutes than at any time
during the voyage.
She came around without accident, though it was a close shave, and one
roll in particular, threw her over until the masts were almost parallel
with the ocean. She lay to, well, shipping comparatively little water,
and the mate at once investigated the injuries of Norris. He had
regained his senses, but felt badly, having received a hard blow on the
knee, besides an internal hurt which caused him much pain. The wound on
the head proved not to be serious, and after his external injuries had
received attention, he was helped to his bunk and relieved from duty
until complete rest should have restored him.
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