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A Daring Voyage Across the Atlantic Ocean, by Two Americans, the Brothers Andrews. the Log of the Voyage, with Intr. and Notes by Dr. Macaulay

A Daring Voyage Across the Atlantic Ocean, by Two Americans, the Brothers Andrews. the Log of the Voyage, with Intr. and Notes by Dr. Macaulay

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ISBN10: 1151507016
ISBN13: 9781151507013
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 74
Weight: 0.27
Height: 0.17 Width: 9.01 Depth: 5.98
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1880 edition. Excerpt: ...job, but we declined. More fog and rain as usual. The Italian brig took a pilot and went to the N.W. of Scilly; we try to make the Lizard on the S.E. side. A very strong current is trying to carry us towards the islands, but with a fresh breeze from the north we object. Tuesday, July 2,0th.--Make Runnelstone Head at daylight; wind N.E. Thou art so near and yet so far. Spoke pilot-boat Norman, of Falmouth. Wind died out, and we drifted out of sight of land. Air murky. Spoke two more pilot-boats. Make the land again near Penzance. Speak with some fishing-boats in regard to fish. Wednesday, July 31st.--Made the Lizard Point at daylight, and stand out into the great race off the point. Wind E., and a spring tide; and this is the first time this voyage that I have been really surprised. Made up my mind that I knew but little about the English Channel, and did not want to know any more just now; but the Nautilus was good for it, and came out in two hours all right. Spoke schooner Ierne, Capain Hooper, bound from Falmouth to Liverpool; he gave us a loaf of soft tack, and a can of corned beef; also some good advice in regard to Channel navigation. Many thanks. We then sailed down the iron-bound coast of old Cornwall, the scene of hundreds of wrecks, not one of which ever got off; the place where in bygone days vessels were lured to destruction by means of false beaconlights during storms; the cradle and hot-bed for smugglers and pirates; the home of Jack the Giant Killer; and a better abode for giants, seen as I now see it, could not be imagined. Bleak and desolate, with numerous caves--well, I will not undertake to describe the first land I made, or the Land's End; and I confess I had my mind occupied; and whether the old habits did not show...