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THE ATMOSPHERE AND METEOROLOGY.
Pig. 110.—Calm during the hurricane at Reunion, February 15,1861.
In the midst of the ocean the dangers which ships run are less than in
badly inclosed roads of the coast; but the sensations experienced by the
seamen must be all the more lively, by their being completely isolated
and lost in the awful whirlwind. Around them the daylight is darkened,
and darker than night one might say, since the little light that still remains serves only to show the gloom. The winds which howl and whistle, the waves which dash against each other, the masts bendjmg and
breaking, the groaning of the timbers of the ship, all these numberless
sounds are mixed and confused in a terrible despairing wail, drowning
even the peals of thunder. The sea no longer rolls in large and mighty
waves, but boils over like an enormous caldron, heated by the fire of submarine volcanoes. The low clouds creeping above the waters often emit
a lurid light that one would say was the reflection of some invisible Gehenna; at the zenith appears, surrounded by darkness, a whitish space
which sailors have named "the eye ofthe tempest," as if they really saw
a fierce god in the hurricane who descends from* the sky to seize and destroy them. When, in the middle of this terrible storm, the sailors accept
| Title | The ocean, atmosphere, and life |
| Creator | Reclus, Elisée |
| Publisher | Harper |
| Place of Publication | New York |
| Date | 1873 |
| Language | eng |
| Type | Books/Pamphlets |
| Title | 00000279 |
| Type | Books/Pamphlets |
| Transcript | 254 THE ATMOSPHERE AND METEOROLOGY. Pig. 110.—Calm during the hurricane at Reunion, February 15,1861. In the midst of the ocean the dangers which ships run are less than in badly inclosed roads of the coast; but the sensations experienced by the seamen must be all the more lively, by their being completely isolated and lost in the awful whirlwind. Around them the daylight is darkened, and darker than night one might say, since the little light that still remains serves only to show the gloom. The winds which howl and whistle, the waves which dash against each other, the masts bendjmg and breaking, the groaning of the timbers of the ship, all these numberless sounds are mixed and confused in a terrible despairing wail, drowning even the peals of thunder. The sea no longer rolls in large and mighty waves, but boils over like an enormous caldron, heated by the fire of submarine volcanoes. The low clouds creeping above the waters often emit a lurid light that one would say was the reflection of some invisible Gehenna; at the zenith appears, surrounded by darkness, a whitish space which sailors have named "the eye ofthe tempest," as if they really saw a fierce god in the hurricane who descends from* the sky to seize and destroy them. When, in the middle of this terrible storm, the sailors accept |
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