John Conroy Hutcheson, The Ghost Ship — Chapter Twelve… (1901)
“ As Mr Fosset had been the first to find out in the morning the Gulf Stream—that great river that runs a course of some two thousand miles in the middle of the ocean, keeping itself perfectly distinct from the surrounding water through which it flows, from its inception as a current in the Caribbean Sea to its final disposal in the North Atlantic—had first carried us in an easterly direction after we had broken-down so utterly ”
John Conroy Hutcheson, The Ghost Ship — Chapter Twelve… (1901)
“ The reckoning is right enough, but father’s the devil to pay!” The skipper couldn’t sacrifice the joke, though he was terribly put out. “See here,” he continued, “jabbing,” with great noise and force the compasses with which he was measuring off our position, into the chart, as if that was in fault, while Fosset and O’Neil laughed. “Look where we are! I shouldn’t have thought it possible for us to have been driven so far south, right into the Gulf Stream, as we are, for the current generally runs to the nor’-east’ards below the Banks.” ”
John Conroy Hutcheson, The Ghost Ship — Chapter Twelve… (1901)
“ You’ll find it there!” “Belay, there!” sang out the skipper, as I started off towards the companion-way. “You may as well bring mine, too, while you’re about it. Two heads are better than one, eh, Fosset?” ”
