. Master Rockafellar's voyage . l pleasantly on thewings of her far overhanging canvas before thewarm and gushing wind. Gradually the cloud overtook us, and then itoverhung the v^essel like an immense black canopy,plunging us and a great space of sea into gloom,and all around, beyond the confines of its murkydye, was shining summer weather. But the cloud,instead of blowing ahead, lingered over us asthough its stooping bosom was arrested by ourmast-heads, or the whole electric body of itattracted by our tall fabric. No rain fell, nosqually gust of wind swept from it through theregular breathing
. Master Rockafellar's voyage . l pleasantly on thewings of her far overhanging canvas before thewarm and gushing wind. Gradually the cloud overtook us, and then itoverhung the v^essel like an immense black canopy,plunging us and a great space of sea into gloom,and all around, beyond the confines of its murkydye, was shining summer weather. But the cloud,instead of blowing ahead, lingered over us asthough its stooping bosom was arrested by ourmast-heads, or the whole electric body of itattracted by our tall fabric. No rain fell, nosqually gust of wind swept from it through theregular breathing of the breeze astern. The matecrossed over to where I was standing, and lookedover the rail into the main-chains. Hal he cried, jump down there. MasterRockafcllar, pointing to the platform called thechannel, which in those days served to spread therigging, and cast that lightning conductor adrift. Now, this lightning conductor was of copper //., /// // ■ll„> -*■/ ■ / . ■■ mm) ^ ^ ■ ■>:•:■.■^■■rr.
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