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The
sailors
knew
that
they
were
lost
.
All
rose
,
giving
a
terrible
cry
,
which
was
perhaps
heard
on
the
"
Pilgrim
.
"
A
terrible
blow
from
the
monster
's
tail
had
just
struck
the
whale-boat
underneath
.
The
boat
,
thrown
into
the
air
with
irresistible
violence
,
fell
back
,
broken
in
three
pieces
,
in
the
midst
of
waves
furiously
lashed
by
the
whale
's
bounds
.
The
unfortunate
sailors
,
although
grievously
wounded
,
would
have
had
,
perhaps
,
the
strength
to
keep
up
still
,
either
by
swimming
or
by
hanging
on
to
some
of
the
floating
wreck
.
That
is
what
Captain
Hull
did
,
for
he
was
seen
for
a
moment
hoisting
the
boatswain
on
a
wreck
But
the
jubarte
,
in
the
last
degree
of
fury
,
turned
round
,
sprang
up
,
perhaps
in
the
last
pangs
of
a
terrible
agony
,
and
with
her
tail
she
beat
the
troubled
waters
frightfully
,
where
the
unfortunate
sailors
were
still
swimming
.
For
some
minutes
one
saw
nothing
but
a
liquid
water-spout
scattering
itself
in
sheafs
on
all
sides
.
A
quarter
of
an
hour
after
,
when
Dick
Sand
,
who
,
followed
by
the
blacks
,
had
rushed
into
the
boat
,
had
reached
the
scene
of
the
catastrophe
,
every
living
creature
had
disappeared
.
There
was
nothing
left
but
some
pieces
of
the
whale-boat
on
the
surface
of
the
waters
,
red
with
blood
.
The
first
impression
felt
by
the
passengers
of
the
"
Pilgrim
"
in
presence
of
this
terrible
catastrophe
was
a
combination
of
pity
and
horror
.
They
only
thought
of
this
frightful
death
of
Captain
Hull
and
the
five
sailors
.
This
fearful
scene
had
just
taken
place
almost
under
their
eyes
,
while
they
could
do
nothing
to
save
the
poor
men
.
They
had
not
even
been
able
to
arrive
in
time
to
pick
up
the
whale-boat
's
crew
,
their
unfortunate
companions
,
wounded
,
but
still
living
,
and
to
oppose
the
"
Pilgrim
's
"
hull
to
the
jubarte
's
formidable
blows
.
Captain
Hull
and
his
men
had
forever
disappeared
.
When
the
schooner
arrived
at
the
fatal
place
,
Mrs.
Weldon
fell
on
her
knees
,
her
hands
raised
toward
Heaven
.
"
Let
us
pray
!
"
said
the
pious
woman
.
She
was
joined
by
her
little
Jack
,
who
threw
himself
on
his
knees
,
weeping
,
near
his
mother
.
The
poor
child
understood
it
all
.
Dick
Sand
,
Nan
,
Tom
,
and
the
other
blacks
remained
standing
,
their
heads
bowed
.
All
repeated
the
prayer
that
Mrs.
Weldon
addressed
to
God
,
recommending
to
His
infinite
goodness
those
who
had
just
appeared
before
Him
.
