4/42 It is a very little world, a mote, a speck, and I marvel that men should dare to venture the sea on a contrivance so small and fragile. I overheard Henderson and another of the hunters, Standish, a Californian, talking about it. Two years ago he dismasted the _Ghost_ in a gale on Bering Sea, whereupon the present masts were put in, which are stronger and heavier in every way. He is said to have remarked, when he put them in, that he preferred turning her over to losing the sticks. Half the men forward are deep-water sailors, and their excuse is that they did not know anything about her or her captain. |