Adrift in the Pacific

Excerpt from Adrift in the Pacific She was a schooner Of a hundred tons. Her name was the Sleuth, but you would have sought it in vain on her stem, for an accident of some sort had torn it away. In this latitude, at the beginning Of March, the nights are short. The day would dawn about five O'clock. But would the dangers that threatened the schooner grow less when the sun illumined the sky? Was not the frail vessel at the mercy Of the waves? Undoubtedly; and only the calming Of the billows and the lulling Of the gale could save her from that most awful Of shipwrecks - foundering in the open sea far from any coast on which the survivors might find safety. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.