270 THE WHALEMAN'S ADVENTURES. 



dense Scotch mist, or else a downright rain all 

 the time, and quite as cold when we were here 

 in May, as off Cape Horn in January. 



On the Sabbath night, however, after a day of 

 almost entire calm, 



" Sounding on our dim and perilous way," 



through fog and cold, a favourable breeze sprang 

 up, by favour of which we passed safely those 

 dangerous shoals when we could not see them, 

 trusting only to lead and line. From our posi- 

 tion at that time we steered first north-east, 

 then north- north- east, then north, then north - 

 north-west, then north-west, so rounded those 

 obscure and formidable dangers, sounding every 

 hour. 



The morning light broke clear and cold, and 

 it was a glorious day. We made the dear land 

 of New England about three in the afternoon. 

 Not long after we discovered Chatham light- 

 house, all as we desired ; and then, gladly run- 

 ning up Pilgrim Land until nine o'clock, the 

 noble, large, and steady light of Cape Cod bore 

 about west. 



