The Portland daily press., 1873-07-04

nor Fix would consent to leave the deck.
Towards eight o'clock whirlwind of rain
struck them. With nothing but a bit of sail
the Tan kadare was lf ed as feather by the
wind, which battles all description when it
blows tempest. During all the day the
schooner ran to the north, borne by the mon
strous waves. Twenty times it seemed as if
she must be submerged by one of the noun
talns OF water rising astern, but timely turn
OF the helm cleared the catastrophe. The
passengers were often drenched by the foam
and spray, but they bore it phosophically-
Fix cursing inwardly. no doubt. The fearless
Aouda, her ewes fixed en- her companion.
whose GOODNESS she admired, showed herself
worthy of him, Drawing the tempest at his
SIDE. As for hint seemed as if this ty-
phoon were part of his programme
| With the darkness the tempest increased in
Jury. The pilot was very anxious, and
| asked himself if he ought not to make a
| port. He consulted his men, after which ba
approached Mr.. Fogg, saying:
Il believe your Honor, that we must on
deavor to gain one of the ports on this coast !,
II think So. too" said Mr.. Fogg.
'Ah?' said the pilot, (Which one?'
Il know only one,''
Sand that is!'
shanghai
sit was some instants before the pilot cou,d
comprehend what this reply meant-how OBJ
stinate and tenacious he was. Then he an.
swered:
wei, yes, your Honor is right to. Shane-
hal" and the direction of the Tankadare was
maintained steadily to the north.
1t was fearful night 1t was a miracle
that the schooner was not upset. Twice she
was submerged, and all would have been
washed overheard had theif grasp failed them
Madame Aouda was bruised, but she did NOT
1lftn 1os,
Fogg thew himself before her to shield her
from the violence of the waves
Day reappeared, but the tempest ragged
with unabated fury. Suddenly the wind fen
back to the south east-it was a favorable
change and the schooner, resumed her route
upon this turbulent sea. From time to time
they saw the coast through the spray, but
not vessel was in sight. The Tankadare
was alone on the sea.
At midday there were signs of a lull and at
sunset it became calm. The night YVES quiet.
the passengers, absolutely worn out, could
eat little and take some repose. The pilot
re established his sails at a low reef increas
ing thus the speed of the craft considerably.
The next day, the 18th, at day-break they
saw land. and the pilot could say then that
they were only 100 miles from Shanghai
100 miles-and there remained only one dav
to make the trip. Mr.. Fogg must reach
Shanghai this same evening, if he would take
the steamer for Yokohama. But for the
tempest, which bad caused loss of many
hours. they would not have been 80 miles
from port. The breeze slackened considera-
bly,, but fortunately the sea fell with the
wind. The schooner was covered with can-
vas aud the sea foamed under her bows,
At II O'Clock the Tankadare was only As
miles from Shanghai-six hours only re-
manned to reach port before the departure of
the steamer. There was great anxiety On
Doard-they wished to arrive in port at all
hazard. All-Phileas Fogg excepted without
doubt-felt their hearts beat with impa-
tience.
The breeze was AUTHORIZATIONS gusts
coming off shore. Nevertheless the craft was
light, her high sails of fine texture caught
the ightest breeze and the current aided
them. At six o'clock P. NJ John Bunsby
reckoned distance of 10 miles from port:
half an hour later they saw distinctly Shang-
hal, her houses and pavillions resplendent in
the oblique rays of the setting sun. At seven
o'cloc., they were yet three miles away. A
terrible oath escaped the lipe of the pilot
He would lose his bonus of two hundred
pounds. He looled at Mr.. Fogg. He was
impossible. AT this moment a long black
smoke appeared. 1t was the American
steamer leaving her pier at Shanghai 1t
was the hour of her departure.
''Curse her." cried The pilot, who pushed
away the helm with desperate hand.
Signal said Mr.. Fogg quietly. A little
bronze cannon was brought to the forward
deck-it was used for signals in foggy wealth
er. They loaded her to the mouth but at
the moment when the pilot went to apply
the match, 'Signal at the mast head said
Mr.. Fogg. The pavilion vas carried at half
mast. TWAS signal of distress and they
hoped the American steamer, perceiving it,
would modify her course for a moment to aid
the schooner.
Fire. said Mr.. Fogg-and the sound of
the cannon reverberated in the air.
To be continued.