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An Electric Storm

           Itseemstomeasifmycompanions,themomenttheytouchedme,wouldreceiveasevereshocklikethatfromanelectriceel.

           Atteninthemorningthesymptomsofstormbecomeaggravated.Thewindneverlullsbuttoacquireincreasedstrength;thevastbankofheavycloudsisahugereservoiroffearfulwindygustsandrushingstorms.

           Iamlothtobelievetheseatmosphericmenaces,andyetIcannothelpmuttering:

           "Here’ssomeverybadweathercomingon."

           TheProfessormadenoanswer.Histemperisawful,tojudgefromtheworkingofhisfeatures,asheseesthisvastlengthofoceanunrollingbeforehimtoanindefiniteextent.Hecanonlysparetimetoshrughisshouldersviciously.

           "There’saheavystormcomingon,"Icried,pointingtowardsthehorizon."Thosecloudsseemasiftheyweregoingtocrushthesea."

           Adeepsilencefallsonallaround.Thelatelyroaringwindsarehushedintoadeadcalm;natureseemstobreathenomore,andtobesinkingintothestillnessofdeath.OnthemastalreadyIseethelightplayofalambentSt.Elmo’sfire;theoutstretchedsailcatchesnotabreathofwind,andhangslikeasheetoflead.Therudderstandsmotionlessinasluggish,wavelesssea.Butifwehavenowceasedtoadvancewhydoweyetleavethatsailloose,whichatthefirstshockofthetempestmaycapsizeusinamoment?

           "Letusreefthesailandcutthemastdown!"Icried."Thatwillbesafest."

           "No,no!Never!"shoutedmyimpetuousuncle."Never!Letthewindcatchusifitwill!

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