Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1862-12-10

vineyard the emil OF Long Island, ana EtlZaDeth
Islands. Gay Head is such high and remarka-
BILE bluff, that we were in sight of it for long
while But in time we steamed away from that
the last land visible to u.s. Old Ocean has had
us entirely to himself for day and half, and
he has used us very roughly.
1t has been blowing gale much of the time
and the steamers deck has been inclined like the
roof of your Office much more than was agreea-
BILE. First one side, then the other; loose crock
cry and chairs thrashing about, and the men
having miserable sea-sick time of it. There
was not much sleeping done last night. Some
were afraid of being spilled out of their hunks,
so they held on the sides in grim carnestness,
and waited for morning. Very few were on deck
Thanksgiving morning; they struggled up by
noon, and most of them were so far recuperated
by four O'Clock as to be able to make Thanks
giving dinner out of sea bread and riley coffee,
without milk. The horses suffered severely.
You will remember how much trouble they had
to get them aboard.
But out of all the trouble there came a few
pleasant things to recollect One, for instance,
was the singular and beautiful appearance of the
sea last night. Everywhere the phosphorescent
light was visible, and the waves, as they broke
into spray arounl the steamers wake looked
like running fire. 1t was a beautiful sight.
FRIDAY, Nov. 2S.-I commence a new para
graph in this ragged epistle on Friday morning,
the day after Thanksgiving, and fresh from wit
Messing sunrise at Sunset last night was
spectacle worth travelling away off here, under
difficulties, to see. | am writing on deck, in
sight of Cape Hatteras light. The boat pitches
about so that can't write very beautifully. But
am feeling spendidly, and every time l stop to
/ dip my pen, l take look at the white-capped
sea, and the distant shining breakers off stormy
Hatteras. This is pleasant day-one of the fair
days for Hatteras; yet the is very high, and
the wind blows gale.
1t seems very singular to 90 so far and see so
few vessels. The Mississippi, 18th the Sth Mas
sachusetts regiment on boald hove in sight this
morning; and Our men began TO speculate, as
they do when any mast comes in sight, as to her
being the Alabama. Ii fishing boat should
turn up, believe it would be just so. Anything
for excitement at sea
SATURDAY MORNING, Nov 29.-Last night
the boys strained their eyes, in vain hope of see
ing the light on Cape Lookout. 1t became vsi-
bic some time in the plight and the steamer has
| been working off and on, waiting for daylight
| We are now told by the pilot who has Just board
ed US that we can not get over The bar the sea is
SO rough, and that we must wait until noon to-
morrow. Beaufort is in sight Fort Macon is
| plainly before me, the stars and stripes waving
trumphantly over the Notifications. The houses
of the town are somewhat indistinctly seen; but
the long white beach is a welcome rest for eyes
that are tired Of the sea. do not mean to have
you understand that l am tired of the sea-far
from it. would as soon 90 to Texas as land in
Beaufort.
The steamer Mississippi is at anchor about
half mile away, waiting like us for a chance to
| get up the haIbor The North Carolina coast
~seems God-fOrsaken place. Sand bars stretch
out to sea for thirty miles in some places, and
the harbors are few. A coaster, or any light
draught vessel can get into this harbor without
difficulty; but decent sized ship has to give the
/ coast wide berth to avoid the shoals
We wear our overcoats yet, but the south
west wind blows up warm ard it threatens to be
summer all the time. We are expecting to live
| on sweet potatoes aud oysters as soon as we can
| get ashore. Perhaps we shall have to 90 into
tents the first thing Wherever we 20 and what
ever we may have to do, for one will not com
| plain.