The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition, Vol. 09Stevenson, Robert Louis
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The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition, Vol. 09
Stevenson, Robert Louis
English literature -- 19th century
"Thank heaven for a most fortunate day. At three o'clock this morning,
in a damp, chill mist, all hands were roused to work. With a small
delay, for one or two improvements I had seen to be necessary last
night, the engine started, and since that time I do not think there
has been half an hour's stoppage. A rope to splice, a block to change,
a wheel to oil, an old rusted anchor to disengage from the cable which
brought it up, these have been our only obstructions. Sixty, seventy,
eighty, a hundred, a hundred and twenty revolutions at last, my little
engine tears away. The even black rope comes straight out of the blue
heaving water; passes slowly round an open-hearted,
good-tempered-looking pulley, five feet diameter; aft past a vicious
nipper, to bring all up should anything go wrong; through a gentle
guide; on to a huge bluff drum, who wraps him round his body and says,
'Come you must,' as plain as drum can speak: the chattering pauls say,
'I've got him, I've got him, he can't get back': whilst black cable,
much slacker and easier in mind and body, is taken by a slim V-pulley
and passed down into the huge hold, where half a dozen men put him
comfortably to bed after his exertion in rising from his long bath. In
good sooth, it is one of the strangest sights I know to see that black
fellow rising up so steadily in the midst of the blue sea. We are more
than half way to the place where we expect the fault; and already the
one wire, supposed previously to be quite bad near the African coast,
can be spoken through. I am very glad I am here, for my machines are
my own children, and I look on their little failings with a parent's
eye and lead them into the path of duty with gentleness and firmness.
I am naturally in good spirits, but keep very quiet, for misfortunes
may arise at any instant; moreover, to-morrow my paying-out apparatus
will be wanted should all go well, and that will be another nervous
operation. Fifteen miles are safely in; but no one knows better than I
do that nothing is done till all is done.
"_June 11._
"9 A.M.--We have reached the splice supposed to be faulty, and no
fault has been found. The two men learned in electricity, L---- and
W----, squabble where the fault is.
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