Rally Cry
“He paused for a moment in wonder; was there nothing left in him to get sick with, or was it the simple stark terror of what was happening? Tobias, insisting that the growing storm would not interfere with his schedule, had passed out of the Chesapeake and on into the Atlantic, even as the wind gust picked up to thirty knots. From there it had simply gotten worse, and by the end of the day they were racing before a southwesterly gale of near-hurricane proportions. The boilers had long since been... damped down, and now they were running bare-poled before the wind. Hanging on to a railing next to the wheel, Andrew watched as Tobias struggled to keep them afloat. "Here comes another!" came the cry from the stern lookout. Wide-eyed, Tobias turned to look aft. "Merciful God!" he cried. Andrew followed his gaze. It seemed as if a mountain of water was rushing toward them. A wave towered thirty or more feet above the deck. "A couple of points to starboard!" Tobias roared. Mesmerized, Andrew watched as the mountain rushed down upon them and the stern rose up at a terrifying angle.MoreLess
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