Publisher's Synopsis
Let me not forget to add, that it rains every day, that it blows every night, and that it rolls through the twenty-four hours till the whole world seems as if turned bottom upwards, clinging with its nails to chaos, and fearing to launch away. The Captain comes and says, --It is true you have a nasty, short, chopping sea hereabouts; but you see, she is spinning away down South jolly!- And this is the Gulf-Stream! But all things have an end, and most things have two. After the third day, a new development manifests itself. Various shapeless masses are carried up-stairs and suffered to fall like snow-flakes on the deck, and to lie there in shivering heaps.
