A STORM. 
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greater part of the passengers, drooping under 
sea-sickness, begged for heaven’s sake that the 
captain would put back; but bent upon per¬ 
forming his voyage with expedition, which 
was a matter of the utmost consequence in¬ 
deed, now that the season was so far advanced, 
and there was a possibility that he might be 
blocked up by the ice on his return, he was 
deaf to their entreaties. What the earnest en¬ 
treaties, however of the passengers could not 
effect, the storm soon compelled him to. It 
was found absolutely necessary to seek for a 
place of shelter to avoid its fury; and accord¬ 
ingly the helm having been ordered up, we 
piade the best of our way back again to the 
islands, in a bay between two of which we 
cast anchor. This bay, situated between the 
Bass Islands, which are among the largest in 
the cluster, is called, from its being so fre¬ 
quently resorted to by vessels that meet with 
contrary winds in going down the lake, Put¬ 
in-Bay, vulgarly termed by the sailors Pudding 
Bay. 
Here we lay securely sheltered by the land 
until four o’clock the next morning, when 
the watch upon deck gave the alarm that the 
vessel was driving from her anchor, and going 
fast towards the shore. The captain started 
up, and perceiving that the wind had shifted, 
and the land no longer afforded any protection 
