=Wednesday, 24th September.=—Lat. 47° 21′ S., long. 47° 05′ W.
Distance 227 miles. Squally with rain, but all sail carried
bravely—even little “bull-dog” up on the main skysail mast. Ship
going 14 knots and sometimes 15 in the squalls.
=Thursday, 25th September.=—Lat. 44° 40′ S., long. 41° 43′ W.
Distance 278 miles. All sail set including topmast, topgallant and
royal studding sails, in all 29 sails. Afternoon, the moonsail was
sent up and set as the 30th.
=Thursday, 9th October.=—Crossed the line in 28° 20′ W.
(_Lightning’s_ average 238 miles daily.)
=Tuesday, 14th October.=—Lat. 8° 12′ N., long. 28° 00′ W. Distance
52 miles. At daylight two vessels in sight on the other tack, one
a large ship with three skysails set, the other a brig. At 7 a.m.
tacked ship to N.E. Signalised the ship, which proved to be an
American, the _Tornado_; the brig was thought to be a Spaniard. About
11, the clouds and mist enveloped our neighbours, who presently
emerged with a fair southerly wind, although only distant about 5
miles, while we retained our northerly wind. For a time all was
uncertainty and doubt which wind would gain the day, but when the
vessels came close up to us, bringing with them heavy rain and puffs
of wind, we trimmed yards and soon were rushing through the water at
the rate of 10 knots: anon all was calm and the sails flapped. Again
we saw our American companion staggering under a heavy squall, which
split his fore topgallant sail and main topmast staysail, and caused
his masts to buckle like fishing rods: we had plenty more rain but
did not catch the strength of the squall. There was great shortening
sail and making sail, for the Yankee was going by us, distant about
2 miles on our starboard side; meanwhile the little brig, with a
more steady and strong breeze of his own, came close up on our
port quarter. Then again all was lulled. The interval presented an
opportunity of further signalling, and the following questions and
answers were made.
_Lightning_—“Where are you from and bound to?”
_Tornado_—“Callao and Cape Hatteras.”
_Lightning_—“We are from Melbourne.”
_Tornado_—“How many days are you out?”
_Lightning_—“Forty-seven.”
At which answer _Tornado_ seemed surprised and although we had
previously shown our number, again asked:—“What ship is that?”
We answered:—
_Lightning_—“How many days are you out?”
_Tornado_—“Fifty-six.”
We then exchanged the courtesy of hoisting and dipping ensigns.
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