. Capt. J. D. Winchester's experience on a voyage from Lynn, Massachusetts, to San Francisco, Cal., and to the Alaskan gold fields .... -ing sheets of spray fell over us. I was wet and chilled,my boots filled with water, and my hands benumbed withthe cold. Some one got me a cup of coffee that I wasvery thankful for, and the day broke dismally, for thestorm clouds, dark and unyielding, bore heavy on us, whileeach succeeding wave seemed striving to swallow us up. The Diver rode out the storm well; our foresail held on,and as long as that stood, I saw that she was master of thesituation. Mr. Hoop
. Capt. J. D. Winchester's experience on a voyage from Lynn, Massachusetts, to San Francisco, Cal., and to the Alaskan gold fields .... -ing sheets of spray fell over us. I was wet and chilled,my boots filled with water, and my hands benumbed withthe cold. Some one got me a cup of coffee that I wasvery thankful for, and the day broke dismally, for thestorm clouds, dark and unyielding, bore heavy on us, whileeach succeeding wave seemed striving to swallow us up. The Diver rode out the storm well; our foresail held on,and as long as that stood, I saw that she was master of thesituation. Mr. Hooper came to me and advised cuttingaway the steam launch that was lashed on deck, and lettingher go overboard. He said she was liable to break looseand would smash up everything. If we cut her awayshe will smash up everything, and she seems to be holdingon well, so I think we will keep her for a time yet, I re-plied. He said no more, and the launch was saved. To-ward noon there seemed to-be a change taking place, so welooked out for a sudden shift of the wind from some otherquarter, and we dearly hoped for a west wind. I felt quite. A STORM IN THE BAY OF FUNDY, FROM LYNN TO NOVA SCOTIA. 45- confident that we would get it and sure enough the galewent down and the mist broke away in the west, and wecould see the scud hazing across the sky like some greatarmy in hasty retreat. We began to make sail on theDiver, as a fresh westerly wind overtook us and swelledout our canvas once more to a fair breeze, as we shapedour course again for Bryers Island. The sea soon randown and we were sailing along on quite smooth water. We sighted the hills of Matimicus and as Mr. Hooper andMr. Rounds were both good pilots in these waters,—withclear weather and the wind holding, would soon land us,—we had a fine night of it, with a clear sky and a goodbreeze. Next day we sighted Bryers Island and went intothe harbor in fine shape and dropped anchor on the oppo-site side of the harbor away from the t
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