Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 6, 2025
There was no music to-night, though the band had played the cheeriest items of its repertoire outside the saloon door during dinner. Many of the passengers were in their cabins already, for the Grandhaven was rolling gently on the shoulder of the Atlantic swell. The sea was heavy, but not so heavy as they would certainly encounter west of the Land's End.
It was nearly half-past eight when the Grandhaven ran into a fog- bank, and the second officer sent a message to the captain's steward, waiting at that great man's dinner-table in the saloon. The captain's steward was a discreet man. He gave the message in a whisper as he swept the crumbs from the table with a jerk of his napkin.
There was some one approaching him across the shingle. A strong deep voice called to him, with command and a certain resolution in its tones. "You, a coastguard?" it asked. "Yes." The man came up to him and gave him orders to go to the nearest village for help, for lanterns and carts. "What ship?" asked the coastguard. "Grandhaven, London, New Orleans," was the answer.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking