After allowing a little space
for the light to spread
all hands raveled faster than I thought...
They should have been on her
This pertinacious pursuit of one continued
through day into night
and through night into day
producing the wonderful skill of
experience and invincile confidence.
This lead to a simple observation
that will pretty accurately foretell both
the direction as well as the probable rate of progression.
In these cases:
Somewhat as when a pilot is losing sight
of a general trend he well knows
and desires shortly to return to again
So, in every pace, does he
with watches in hand,
time his rate
just as doctors that of a baby's pulse.
But to render this at all successful
in the end,
the wind and the sea must be allies.
Touching the chase
are many collateral subtle matters,
but this swift mania will
creep up one's leg to tingle the heart.
The frenzies of the chase will,
by this time,
be worked bublingly up
like old wine anew.
Whatever pale fears and forebodings
some may have felt before
were now kept out of sight.