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a white foam rising in different places occasionally, and was told
that it was whales spouting; I saw a great number, and enjoyed it
highly. Presently some one called out, "An iceberg!" and, far off
against the sky, I saw this floating wonder. It was very beautiful;
such a dazzling white, so calm and majestic, and so lonely; it was
shaped, as I thought, like an old cathedral, but others thought like
a sleeping lion, taking what I called the ruined tower for his head
and mane.

Soon after this, the man on the lookout cried, "Steamship America;"
and in a few moments more we saw her coming swiftly towards us with
her sails all set, for the wind was fair for her. Captain Leitch
then told me that he should stop his vessel and send a boat on
board, and that he would send a letter by it if I would write one
quickly; to others he said the same thing. In a moment the deck was
cleared, and in a few more moments all had returned with their
letters; and never was there a more beautiful sight than these two
fine steamers manoeuvring to stop at a respectful distance from each
other; then our little boat was lowered, and O, how pretty it was to
see her dancing over the rough waves to the other steamer! We sent
to the America the sad news of the loss of the Kestrel. After what
seemed to us a long time, the boat returned and brought papers, &c.,
but no important news; and in a few moments the two steamers
courtesied to each other, and each went on her way.

After six days, the waves had risen to a terrible height; the wind
was all but a gale; the ocean, as far as one could see, was one
roaring foam; one after another the angry billows rose to the height
of twenty or thirty feet, and rolled on, curling over their green
sides, and then broke with a voice of thunder against our vessel.

I crawled out of the cabin, assisted by two gentlemen, and from the
lower deck saw the sublime commotion over the bulwarks, when the
ship rolled over on the side where I was sitting. The sea broke over
our vessel repeatedly; it went over the top of the smoke pipe, and
struck the fore-topsail in the middle but did, not hurt either of
them. The fourth officer was washed out of his berth by a sea when
he was asleep. One of the paddles broke, but in a very short time
was replaced. One of the wheels was often entirely out of water, but
no harm was done us by any of these disasters; and on we went safe
through the troubled waters.

At night, when we were planning how we should secure ourselves from
rolling about the cabin, there came a sudden lurch of the ship, and
every thing movable was sent SLAM BANG on one side of the cabin; and
such a crash of crockery in the pantry! A few minutes after came a
sound as if we had struck a rock. "What is that?" I asked of the
stewardess.

"Only a sea, ma'am," she replied. In my heart I hoped we should not