The Rain Cloud: or, An Account of the Nature, Properties, Dangers and Uses of Rain in Various Parts of the WorldTomlinson, Charles
Science
The Rain Cloud: or, An Account of the Nature, Properties, Dangers and Uses of Rain in Various Parts of the World
Tomlinson, Charles
Clouds; Rain and rainfall; Weather
Having secured the small boat, they attempted to drag the large one
through the gateway against the stream; but it soon filled with water and
swamped, and, in spite of all their exertions, they found it impossible
to get it up. The small boat was now all they had to trust to, and this
was next caught by the strong stream and overwhelmed in a moment; and had
not the men, most providentially, caught and clung to a haycock that
happened to be floating past, they must have been lost. They were
carried along till it stuck on some young alder trees, when each of them
grasped a bough, and the haycock sailed away, leaving them among the weak
and brittle branches. They had been here about two hours, when one of
the men being unable to hold on longer by the boughs, let himself gently
down into the water with the hope of finding bottom; when, to his
surprise, he found that the small boat had actually drifted to the root
of the very tree to which they had been carried. Some salmon nets and
ropes had also, by the strangest accident, been lodged there. The man
contrived to pull up one of these with his foot, and making a noose, and
slipping it on his great toe, he descended once more, and managed to fix
the rope round the stern of the boat, which was then safely hauled up,
the oars, being fixed to the side, being also saved. The boat was
returned to Mr. Suter’s and fresh manned, when it proceeded to a house
occupied by a family of the name of Cumin, consisting of an old couple,
their daughter, and grandson. By the time they reached the cottage, its
western side was entirely gone, and the boat was pushed in at the gap.
Not a sound was heard within, and they suspected that all were drowned;
but, on looking through a hole in a partition, they discovered the
unhappy inmates roosted, like fowls, on the beams of the roof. They
were, one by one, transferred safely to the boat, half dead with cold;
and melancholy to relate, the old man’s mind, being too much enfeebled to
withstand the agonizing apprehensions he had suffered, was now utterly
deranged.
[Picture: Rescuing cottagers]
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