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"
Cape
Horn
,
"
said
one
,
"
is
the
most
horrible
headland
I
ever
doubled
.
I
've
sailed
round
it
twice
already
,
and
both
times
the
ship
was
a
'm
ost
blow
'd
out
o
'
the
water
.
"
"
I
've
been
round
it
once
,
"
said
another
;
"
an
'
that
time
the
sails
were
split
,
and
the
ropes
frozen
in
the
blocks
so
that
they
would
n't
work
,
and
we
wos
all
but
lost
.
"
"
An
'
I
've
been
round
it
five
times
,
"
cried
a
third
;
"
an
'
every
time
wos
wuss
than
another
,
the
gales
wos
so
tree-mendous
!
"
"
And
I
've
been
round
it
,
no
times
at
all
,
"
cried
Peterkin
with
an
impudent
wink
in
his
eye
,
"
an
'
that
time
I
wos
blow
'd
inside
out
!
"
Nevertheless
we
passed
the
dreaded
cape
without
much
rough
weather
,
and
in
the
course
of
a
few
weeks
afterwards
were
sailing
gently
,
before
a
warm
tropical
breeze
,
over
the
Pacific
Ocean
.
Thus
we
proceeded
on
our
voyage
--
sometimes
bounding
merrily
before
a
fair
breeze
;
at
other
times
floating
calmly
on
the
glassy
wave
and
fishing
for
the
curious
inhabitants
of
the
deep
,
all
of
which
,
although
the
sailors
thought
little
of
them
,
were
strange
,
and
interesting
,
and
very
wonderful
to
me
.
At
last
we
came
among
the
Coral
Islands
of
the
Pacific
;
and
I
shall
never
forget
the
delight
with
which
I
gazed
--
when
we
chanced
to
pass
one
--
at
the
pure
white
,
dazzling
shores
,
and
the
verdant
palm-trees
,
which
looked
bright
and
beautiful
in
the
sunshine
.
And
often
did
we
three
long
to
be
landed
on
one
,
imagining
that
we
should
certainly
find
perfect
happiness
there
!
Our
wish
was
granted
sooner
than
we
expected
.
One
night
,
soon
after
we
entered
the
tropics
,
an
awful
storm
burst
upon
our
ship
.
The
first
squall
of
wind
carried
away
two
of
our
masts
,
and
left
only
the
foremast
standing
.
Even
this
,
however
,
was
more
than
enough
,
for
we
did
not
dare
to
hoist
a
rag
of
sail
on
it
.
For
five
days
the
tempest
raged
in
all
its
fury
.
Everything
was
swept
off
the
decks
,
except
one
small
boat
.
The
steersman
was
lashed
to
the
wheel
lest
he
should
be
washed
away
,
and
we
all
gave
ourselves
up
for
lost
.
The
captain
said
that
he
had
no
idea
where
we
were
,
as
we
had
been
blown
far
out
of
our
course
;
and
we
feared
much
that
we
might
get
among
the
dangerous
coral
reefs
which
are
so
numerous
in
the
Pacific
.
At
daybreak
on
the
sixth
morning
of
the
gale
we
saw
land
ahead
;
it
was
an
island
encircled
by
a
reef
of
coral
,
on
which
the
waves
broke
in
fury
.
There
was
calm
water
within
this
reef
,
but
we
could
see
only
one
narrow
opening
into
it
.
For
this
opening
we
steered
;
but
ere
we
reached
it
a
tremendous
wave
broke
on
our
stern
,
tore
the
rudder
completely
off
,
and
left
us
at
the
mercy
of
the
winds
and
waves
.
"
It
's
all
over
with
us
now
,
lads
!
"
said
the
captain
to
the
men
.
"
Get
the
boat
ready
to
launch
;
we
shall
be
on
the
rocks
in
less
than
half-an-hour
.
"
The
men
obeyed
in
gloomy
silence
,
for
they
felt
that
there
was
little
hope
of
so
small
a
boat
living
in
such
a
sea
.
