Yet still, through the long hours of that tense day, the authorities
and newspapers combined to allay the rising panic. These conditions
were but temporary, they repeated, could be but temporary. The sea
had risen almost a half-dozen feet during the last few days, due to
certain extraordinary conditions, but it would rise no higher, _could_
rise no higher. When the report from the oceanographic stations came,
that would be seen. Until then they implored the public not to yield
to the excitement of alarmists. So through all that day the peoples of
England, and of America, and of all the world, remained tensely quiet,
waiting, waiting for the word that would either explode their fears or
spell their doom. And at last, late that evening, the word they awaited
came.
"The extraordinary and unprecedented rise of the sea's level," said the
general report issued from the Portsmouth and associated oceanographic
stations, "has not subsided during the last twenty-four hours, but on
the contrary has increased approximately a foot more, indicating that
this rise, whatever may be its cause, is still continuing at the same
rate as when first observed. It is impossible to predict when the rise
will cease, knowing as we do nothing of its cause, and it will be also
impossible to issue further reports from these stations, since the rise
of the waters makes their abandonment necessary. Our only suggestion
is that the world's peoples make their way toward the highest grounds
near them, since it is clearly evident that within a few more days this
continuing rise will result in the flooding of the earth's surface to
an unpredictable depth and extent."
That brief, calm message, the last to be sent out by the oceanographic
stations, let loose upon the world such a hurricane of panic as it had
never known before. We look back, now, upon the night that followed
it as one of the most terrible in the history of humanity, a night in
which death and fear stalked together across the world like gigantic
twin destroyers. For in all the cities of the world, that night, were
such scenes, such rushing crowds and shouting men and flaring lights,
as no man had ever seen before.
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