Torrey's Narrative; or, The Life and Adventures of William TorreyTorrey, William
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Torrey's Narrative; or, The Life and Adventures of William Torrey
Torrey, William
Marquesas Islands (French Polynesia); Seafaring life
Every thing movable was capsized. Those below,
thinking the vessel was going down, came hurriedly
upon deck with horror most visibly depicted on their
countenance. For some time all stood still, momentarily
expecting the next moment would see us engulphed
beneath the billows.
Fortunately for us our sails were all stowed, as is
customary in the time of boiling the oil, except a close
reefed main-top-sail and fore-sail. The fore-sail was
hauled up soon as possible, and the helm seized by one
of the officers.
The violence of the wind abated somewhat, when the
rain came down in torrents, accompanied by lightning
and thunder.
The gale continued from the N. E. about six hours,
when it suddenly shifted to the opposite point of the
compass and blew, if possible, with redoubled energy,
another six hours. The vessel creaked most terribly in[100]
her struggles, her lee gunwales in the water, and the
sea breaking yard arm high.
The captain thought proper at this time to lighten her
of her top hamper. We were obliged to mount the
masts to a distance of seventy or eighty feet, and when
there, with every swell of the sea we would be carried
with great velocity through a space of eighty or a hundred
feet.
The screams of those below, as they tried to make
themselves heard, came to our ears, borne upon the
tempest, like the shrieks of the dying. The mast and
yards being let go eased her considerably, though the
storm raged with unabated fury.
Never before had I seen the sea presenting such an
awful spectacle. "The fearful commotion which it was
under was indeed indescribably sublime, yet was too
dreadfully terrific, when at its height, to allow of much
enjoyment. When it evidently begins to abate, and
hope tells you the worst is passed, you are left to the
indulgence of unmingled and enthusiastic admiration,
and may gaze with delight at the ever varying scene,
as wave after wave rears its monstrous head 'and
casts its foaming horrors to the clouds.'
"But, till this change does take place—while every
successive blast blows harder and harder, and each billow
threatens more surely than its precursor, to bury
you under its weight,—it is impossible. Thoughts of
fear must check, if they do not take entire place of the
higher feelings of admiration."
At length the fury of the tempest abated; we finished
trying the oil, made sail and stood for the Sandwich[101]
Islands. Nothing of note occurred while on the passage.
Reached Maui the first of October, 1834. Having
cut my foot on the passage, I was put under the charge
of a resident physician, where I remained fourteen days.
At the expiration of that time we took our departure
from the island and stood away for the Navigators' Islands,
cruising for whales, though taking only a few,
and those very small.
Cruising among the different groups, we reached Pitcairn's
Island in the month of December.
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