A gentle breeze still blew from the N.W., but the weather was not at all cold.

Augustus was lashed carefully to windward in such a manner as to prevent him from slipping overboard with the rolls of the vessel, as he was still too weak to hold on at all.

For ourselves there was no such necessity.

We sat close together, supporting each other with the aid of the broken ropes about the windlass, and devising methods of escape from our frightful situation.

We derived much comfort from taking off our clothes and wringing the water from them.