He resolved, however, not to be vanquished in this way--not to give it up--but to continue his attentions, and if possible gain a victory over her affections.
And now, gentle reader, you must accompany me to a very different part of the globe, and see what is going on there.
The ship Pacific had been refitted and put in sailing order at Bahia, and was now on her course for the Straits of Magellan.

On reaching the latitude of the straits strong adverse winds set in, and gale succeeded gale until the sea became lashed into a tempest.

The weather, too, was biting cold, and the crew suffered intensely.

Not a gleam of sun had been seen for three weeks, and the ship's progress had to be worked by dead reckoning.
Morning after morning the sturdy old captain would come on deck, thrust his hands deep into the pockets of his pea-jacket, and look intently over the wild watery scene.

Then he would shake his head despondingly.
"Never caught it this way afore," he would say, addressing the officer of the watch.