The Story of the Atlantic TelegraphField, Henry M. (Henry Martyn)
History
The Story of the Atlantic Telegraph
Field, Henry M. (Henry Martyn)
Transatlantic cables
"At noon on Saturday, the thirty-first of July, observations
showed us to have made good one hundred and twenty miles of
distance since noon of the previous day, with a loss of about
twenty-seven per cent of cable. The Niagara, as far as could
be judged from the amount of cable she paid out, which, by a
previous arrangement, was signalled at every ten miles, kept
pace with us, within one or two miles, the whole distance
across. During the afternoon of Saturday, the wind again
freshened up, and before nightfall it again blew nearly a gale
of wind, and a tremendous sea ran before it from the
south-west, which made the Agamemnon pitch to such an extent
that it was thought impossible the cable could hold on through
the night; indeed, had it not been for the constant care and
watchfulness exercised by Mr. Bright, and the two energetic
engineers, Mr. Canning and Mr. Clifford, who acted with him, it
could not have been done at all. Men were kept at the wheels of
the machine to prevent their stopping as the stern of the ship
rose and fell with the sea, for, had they done so, the cable
must undoubtedly have parted.
"During Sunday the sea and wind increased, and before the
evening it blew a smart gale. Now, indeed, were the energy and
activity of all engaged in the operation tasked to the utmost.
Mr. Hoar and Mr. Moore, the two engineers who had the charge of
the relieving-wheels of the dynamometer, had to keep watch and
watch alternately every four hours, and while on duty durst not
let their attention be removed from their occupation for one
moment, for on their releasing the brakes every time the stern
of the ship fell into the trough of the sea entirely depended
the safety of the cable, and the result shows how ably they
discharged their duty. Throughout the night, there were few who
had the least expectation of the cable holding on till morning,
and many remained awake listening for the sound that all most
dreaded to hear--namely, the gun which should announce the
failure of all our hopes. But still the cable, which, in
comparison with the ship from which it was paid out, and the
gigantic waves among which it was delivered, was but a mere
thread, continued to hold on, only leaving a silvery
phosphorous line upon the stupendous seas as they rolled on
toward the ship.
"With Sunday morning came no improvement in the weather; still
the sky remained black and stormy to windward, and the constant
violent squalls of wind and rain which prevailed during the
whole day served to keep up, if not to augment, the height of
the waves. But the cable had gone through so much during the
night, that our confidence in its continuing to hold was much
restored.
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