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After
numerous
efforts
,
the
fore-staff
and
the
top-gallant
mast
were
gotten
down
upon
the
deck
,
not
without
these
honest
men
having
a
hundred
times
risked
being
precipitated
into
the
sea
,
the
rolling
shook
the
masting
to
such
an
extent
.
Then
,
the
top-sail
having
been
lessened
and
the
foresail
furled
,
the
schooner
carried
only
her
foretop-mast
stay-sail
and
the
low
reef
of
the
top-sail
Even
though
her
sails
were
then
extremely
reduced
,
the
"
Pilgrim
"
continued
,
none
the
less
,
to
sail
with
excessive
velocity
.
The
12th
the
weather
took
a
still
worse
appearance
.
On
that
day
,
at
dawn
,
Dick
Sand
saw
,
not
without
terror
,
the
barometer
fall
to
twenty-seven
and
nine-tenths
inches
.
It
was
a
real
tempest
which
was
raging
,
and
such
that
the
"
Pilgrim
"
could
not
carry
even
the
little
sail
she
had
left
.
Dick
Sand
,
seeing
that
his
top-sail
was
going
to
be
torn
,
gave
the
order
to
furl
.
But
it
was
in
vain
.
A
more
violent
gust
struck
the
ship
at
that
moment
,
and
tore
off
the
sail
.
Austin
,
who
was
on
the
yard
of
the
foretop-sail
,
was
struck
by
the
larboard
sheet-rope
.
Wounded
,
but
rather
slightly
,
he
could
climb
down
again
to
the
deck
.
Dick
Sand
,
extremely
anxious
,
had
but
one
thought
.
It
was
that
the
ship
,
urged
with
such
fury
,
was
going
to
be
dashed
to
pieces
every
moment
;
for
,
according
to
his
calculation
,
the
rocks
of
the
coast
could
not
be
distant
.
He
then
returned
to
the
prow
,
but
he
saw
nothing
which
had
the
appearance
of
land
,
and
then
,
came
back
to
the
wheel
.
A
moment
after
Negoro
came
on
deck
.
There
,
suddenly
,
as
if
in
spite
of
himself
,
his
arm
was
extended
toward
a
point
of
the
horizon
.
One
would
say
that
he
recognized
some
high
land
in
the
fogs
!
Still
,
once
more
he
smiled
wickedly
,
and
without
saying
anything
of
what
he
had
been
able
to
see
,
he
returned
to
his
post
.
At
that
date
the
tempest
took
its
most
terrible
form
,
that
of
the
hurricane
.
The
wind
had
set
in
from
the
southwest
.
The
air
moved
with
a
velocity
of
ninety
miles
an
hour
.
It
was
indeed
a
hurricane
,
in
fact
,
one
of
those
terrible
windstorms
which
wrecks
all
the
ships
of
a
roadstead
,
and
which
,
even
on
land
,
the
most
solid
structures
can
not
resist
.
Such
was
the
one
which
,
on
the
25th
of
July
,
1825
,
devastated
Guadaloupe
.
When
heavy
cannons
,
carrying
balls
of
twenty-four
pounds
,
are
raised
from
their
carriages
,
one
may
imagine
what
would
become
of
a
ship
which
has
no
other
point
of
support
than
an
unsteady
sea
?
And
meanwhile
,
it
is
to
its
mobility
alone
that
she
may
owe
her
salvation
.
She
yields
to
the
wind
,
and
,
provided
she
is
strongly
built
,
she
is
in
a
condition
to
brave
the
most
violent
surges
.
That
was
the
case
with
the
"
Pilgrim
.
"
A
few
minutes
after
the
top-sail
had
been
torn
in
pieces
,
the
foretop-mast
stay-sail
was
in
its
turn
torn
off
.
Dick
Sand
must
then
give
up
the
idea
of
setting
even
a
storm-jib
--
a
small
sail
of
strong
linen
,
which
would
make
the
ship
easier
to
govern
.
The
"
Pilgrim
"
then
ran
without
canvas
,
but
the
wind
took
effect
on
her
hull
,
her
masts
,
her
rigging
,
and
nothing
more
was
needed
to
impart
to
her
an
excessive
velocity
.
Sometimes
even
she
seemed
to
emerge
from
the
waves
,
and
it
was
to
be
believed
that
she
hardly
grazed
them
.
Under
these
circumstances
,
the
rolling
of
the
ship
,
tossed
about
on
the
enormous
billows
raised
by
the
tempest
,
was
frightful
.
There
was
danger
of
receiving
some
monstrous
surge
aft
.
