Publisher's Synopsis
The wind blew hard and joggled the water of the ocean, sending ripples across its surface. Then thewind pushed the edges of the ripples until they became waves, and shoved the waves around untilthey became billows. The billows rolled dreadfully high: higher even than the tops of houses. Someof them, indeed, rolled as high as the tops of tall trees, and seemed like mountains, and the gulfsbetween the great billows were like deep valleys.All this mad dashing and splashing of the waters of the big ocean, which the mischievous windcaused without any good reason whatever, resulted in a terrible storm, and a storm on the ocean isliable to cut many queer pranks and do a lot of damage.At the time the wind began to blow, a ship was sailing far out upon the waters. When the wavesbegan to tumble and toss and to grow bigger and bigger the ship rolled up and down, and tippedsidewise-first one way and then the other-and was jostled around so roughly that even the sailormen had to hold fast to the ropes and railings to keep themselves from being swept away by thewind or pitched headlong into the sea.
