Chapter 57 CHAPTER XXVI.

THE HURRICANE.

"'Twas off the Wash––the sun went down––the sea looked black and grim,

For stormy clouds with murky fleece were mustering at the brim;

Titanic shades! enormous gloom! as if the solid night

Of Erebus rose suddenly to seize upon the light!

It was a time for mariners to bear a wary eye,

With such a dark conspiracy betw