Outposts Of The Fleet Stories Of The Merchant Service In War Peace

Author : Edward Noble
Publisher : Theclassics.Us
ISBN 13 : 9781230358802
Total Pages : 34 pages
Book Rating : 4.3/5 (588 download)

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Download or read book Outposts of the Fleet; Stories of the Merchant Service in War and Peace written by Edward Noble and published by Theclassics.Us. This book was released on 2013-09 with total page 34 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 edition. Excerpt: ... homeward with grain I i the sunrise squall "A man who would go to sea for pleasure, should go to hell for pastime."--Old Saying. Dawn on the confines of the South Pacific, and a sea marching with brazen crests to thrash the torn edges of the island with the inappropriate name--Tierra del Fuego. Dawn. The sky aflame, slashed with coppery wisps, a "dun bank of clouds grouped upon an horizon glowing like a brazier, and two ships under a heavy pressure of canvas drawing foam-tracks towards the dim cluster of rocks perched eerily at the end of the world which they must pass. Men call them the islands of Diego Ramirez, in memory of the adventurous navigator who discovered them; but they stand to the south of Tierra del Fuego, and are cold, bleak mountain peaks from which the softer terrain has been washed by the greybeards of Cape Horn. A sou'-west gale roared in the rigging of these two ships. Seas leaped upon them, sweeping their decks, hammering at them, even as they leaped upon the island with its granite outposts; but the ships moved onward, carrying grain for the British nation, as was their destiny. On the bow and under the stern of each was a name printed in white lettering--Manitou on this, Jugg rnau.t on that. Sometimes the legend appeared through the driving-spume, sometimes the spume smothered it, and it seemed, that the ships had melted into the giant rollers which battered them. Grey air, grey sea, grey sky, flecked and whipped with coppery ribbons of cloud, and out there the still pinnacles of Diego Ramirez, foam-clad, cold, to mock them. It was a point these two must pass before the driving could be eased. They came together at dawn. Two hours ago neither had been conscious of the other's presence; now men stood on deck and...