Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson — Volume 1 by Robert Louis Stevenson
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C D is the new pier. A the schooner ashore. B the salmon house. She was a Norwegian: coming in she saw our first gauge-pole, standing at point E. Norse skipper thought it was a sunk smack, and dropped his anchor in full drift of sea: chain broke: schooner came ashore. Insured laden with wood: skipper owner of vessel and cargo bottom out. I was in a great fright at first lest we should be liable; but it seems that's all right. Some of the waves were twenty feet high. The spray rose eighty feet at the new pier. Some wood has come ashore, and the roadway seems carried away. There is something fishy at the far end where the cross wall is building; but till we are able to get along, all speculation is vain. I am so sleepy I am writing nonsense. I stood a long while on the cope watching the sea below me; I hear its dull, monotonous roar at this moment below the shrieking of the wind; and there came ever recurring to my mind the verse I am so fond of:- 'But yet the Lord that is on high Is more of might by far |
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