The pilot: a tale of the sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper.

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A rep'ort, like lthat of a cant i fll,oitttec. rruj)ted hi,
exclattatt ion.)t a sotie)thiot rcscibttlill int a white
clouttd wats seen drtiftin tg tIbe fo re thle wind friom tile
head of tlt8 s}1il), till it was driven into the gloomn
tutt to leewtiti'd.
('Tis the hib, Ibo)b vwn fi'ott the bolt-rop)es,'" saild
ie 1t. comml.tltander of the iig,. This is xto time
to sp)wead light dutck. —bt)ut the mainsail nmay stand
3t vett))
{ Thie satil woutld laiuqgh at a tornado,"' icturned
the lieutetnatat. " but the mlast springS like a p)ieee
of steel(t.' Silence.ill!" cried the pilot. (C Now, gentlettmen, w, shallt soon know our ftate. Let her lutlf
luff you (at0!'I'llis warning eflkietually closed all disourse.1',
tttntt the Ithardy lntariitt's, knowintg that they had
alreiady done all in the )o\'ver of iman to ensure
tceir safety, stood in breathlcss anxiety, awaitinig
thle result. At a hortl distance athead of them
the whole ocean was white with foi:am and tihe
wtavCes, instead of rolhng enl in rgcunlalr succession,
appleare(sd to be tossing about in mad gamtbols. A
single streak of dark b)iltlows, 1t notha a (tt)ala
ietttft in widIth, cotuld be discerned mrntllingl inIto
thlis chlaos of wtater; but it vwas soonl lost to the
eye amnid thte contifsion of thle disturbed element.
iAlon?: this ntarrow path the vessel movled morel heavily than befor'e, being brought so near the wind avs
o keep ter sails touclintg. Thef pilot silently pro-t
cecded to the whee!l, and, withl his own htands, ihe utntdertook tihe steerage of the ship. No noise proceed. -
crd from tle fr'igate to interrupt the horrid tu tmitE
of the occaln, and she enteed the channel amttttong
the breakers, with tiletc silenc.e of a desperate cairnness. Twenty times, as the floam rolled awaay to
eoward the crew were onl t te eve o f ot tterin.