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On the Horizon

           

           "Atlast!"criedhe;"atlast!"

           Heclangfeverishlytothenetting.Mrs.Weldon,sustainedbyHercules,continuedtowatchthatlandalmostdespairedof.

           Thecoast,formedbythathighsummit,roseatadistanceoftenmilestoleeward.

           Theopeningbeingcompletelymadeinabreakingoftheclouds,theysawitagainmoredistinctly.DoubtlessitwassomepromontoryoftheAmericancontinent.The"Pilgrim,"withoutsails,wasnotinaconditiontoheadtowardit,butitcouldnotfailtomakethelandthere.

           Thatcouldbeonlyaquestionofafewhours.Now,itwaseighto’clockinthemorning.Then,verycertainly,beforenoonthe"Pilgrim"wouldbeneartheland.

           AtasignfromDickSand,HerculesledMrs.Weldonaftagain,forshecouldnotbearupagainsttheviolenceofthepitching.

           Thenoviceremainedforwardforanotherinstant,thenhereturnedtothehelm,nearoldTom.

           Atlast,then,hesawthatcoast,soslowlymade,soardentlydesired!butitwasnowwithafeelingofterror.

           Infact,inthe"Pilgrim’s"presentcondition,thatistosay,scuddingbeforethetempest,landtoleeward,wasshipwreckwithallitsterriblecontingencies.

           Twohourspassedaway.Thepromontorywasthenseenofffromtheship.

           AtthatmomenttheysawNegorocomeondeck.Thistimeheregardedthecoastwithextremeattention,shookhisheadlikeamanwhowouldknowwhattobelieve,andwentdownagain,afterpronouncinganamethatnobodycouldhear.

           DickSandhimselfsoughttoperceivethecoast,whichoughttoroundoffbehindthepromontory.

           Twohoursrolledby.

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