American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1881-10-15
TOUR OF THE WORLD IN
EIGHTY DAYS.
JULES vEnxE,s GREAT sronr.
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In the meantime they were moving
on rapidly. John Bunsby had high
hopes He said to Mr.. Fogg several
times that they would arrive at Shang-
hal at the desired time. MIR. Fogg SIM
ply replied that he counted on it. The
whole crew went to work in earnest.
The reward enticed these good people.
SO there was not a sheet which was
not conscientiously tightened! Not a
sail which wos not vigorously hoisted!
Not lurch for which the m N at the helm
could be blamedl They would not
have Unanswered more vigorously in a
regatta of the Royal Yacht Club.
In the evening the pilot marked on
the log a distance of two hundred and
twenty miles from Hong Kong, and
Phileas Fogg might hope that on arriv-
ing at Yokohama he would not have to
note any delay in his journal. Thus.
the first serious mischance that he had
suffered since his departure from Lon
don would probably not affect his jour-
ney worth mentioning.
During the night. toward the early
morning hours. the Tankadere entered.
without difficulty, the Straits of Fo
KEN, which separate the large Island
of FormOsa from the Chinese coast, and
she crossed the Tropic of Cancer. The
sea was very rough in these straits, full
of eddies formed by counter-currents.
The schooner labored heavily. The
short waves broke her course. 1t be-
came very difficult to stand up on the
deck.
With daybreak the wind became
fresher- There was the appearance of
a squall in the heavens. Besides. the
barometer announced speedy change
of the atmosphere; its daily movement
was irregular, and the mercury oscillat-
ed capriciously. The sea was seen
swells. betokening tempest The
evening before the sun had ses in a red
haze. amid the phosphorescents cintilla-
tions of the ocean.
The pilot examined the threatening
aspect OF the sky for long time and
muttered between his teeth indistinctly.
At a certain moment, finding himself
near his passenger, he said, in low
voice:
Scan speak freely to your honor?''
You cam" replied Phileas Fogg.
well, we are going to have q
squalI."
.sWin it come from the north or the
southr' asked Mr.. Fogg. simply.
- From the south. See. A typhoon
is coming up"
GOOD for the typhoon from the
south, since it will send us in the right
direction" replied Mr.. Fogg.
If you take it So" replied the pilot,
"I have nothing more TO say"
John Bunsby's presentiments did not
deceive him. At less advanced sea-
son of the year the typhoon, according
to the expression of a celebrated mete-
orologist, would have passed off like a
luminous cascade Of electric flames, but
in the winter equinox it was to be feared
that it would burst with violence.
The pilot took his precautions in adj
vance. He had all the schooner's sails
reefed and the yards brought on deck.
The pole-masts were dispensed with.
All hands went forward. The matches
were carefully fastened. Not drop of
water could then enter the hull of the
vessel. A single triangular sail. a fore
sail of strong canvas, was hoisted as a
storm-jib, so as to hold the schooner to
the wind behind. And they waited.
John Bunsby had begged his passen-
gers to 90 down into the cabin; but in
the narrow space, almost deprived of
air, and knocked about by the waves,
this Imprisonment had in it nothing
agreeable. Neither Mr.. Fogg nor Mrs.
Aouda, nor even Fix, was contented to
leave the deck.
Toward eight o clock the storm of
rain and wind struck the deck. With
nothing but her little bit of sail, the
Tankadere was raised like a feather by
the wind, the violence of which could
l.
pare her speed to quadruple that of a
locomotive rushing along under full
head of st cam, and it would still be be-
low the truth.
During the whole day the vessel ran
on thus towards the north, carried by
the tremendous waves, preserving,
fortunately. a rapidity equal to theirs.
Twenty times she was almost SUBJ
merged by these mountains of water
which rose upon her in the rear. but
an adroit turn of the helm by the pilot
warded off the catastrophe. The pas
sengers were sometimes covered all over
by the showers of spray, which they re-
ccived philosophically. Fix did not
like it, doubtless, but the intrepid
Auoda, with her eyes fixed upon her COM
panion, whose GOODNESS she could only
adm ire. showed herself worthy OF
him, and braved the storm at his side.
As for Phileas Fogg, it seemed as if this
typhoon formed part of his pro-
gramme.
Up to this time the Tankadere had
always held her course towards the
north; but, toward evening. rs might
have been feared. the wind. shifting
three quarters. blew from the north
west The schooner, now having her
side to the waves WAS terribly shaken
The SEQ struck her with violence
well calculated to terrify any one who
does not know how solidly every part
of vessel is fastened together.
With nightfall the tempest grew
wilder. Seeing darkness come on, and
with it the increase of the storm, John
Bunsby felt great uneasiness. He
asked himself # it would not be time
to put in somewhere, and he consulted
his crew.
His men consulted, John Bunsby ap-
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