第72章 The Battle of the Elements(2)

But before this wilderness of waters reached us,the mighty veil of cloud was torn in twain;the sea began to foam wildly;and the electricity,produced by some vast and extraordinary chemical action in the upper layer of cloud,is brought into play.To the fearful claps of thunder are added dazzling flashes of lightning,such as Ihad never seen.The flashes crossed one another,hurled from every side;while the thunder came pealing like an echo.The mass of vapor becomes incandescent;the hailstones which strike the metal of our boots and our weapons are actually luminous;the waves as they rise appear to be fire-eating monsters,beneath which seethes an intense fire,their crests surmounted by combs of flame.

My eyes are dazzled,blinded by the intensity of light,my ears are deafened by the awful roar of the elements.I am compelled to hold onto the mast,which bends like a reed beneath the violence of the storm,to which none ever before seen by mariners bore any resemblance.

Here my traveling notes become very incomplete,loose and vague.Ihave only been able to make out one or two fugitive observations,jotted down in a mere mechanical way.But even their brevity,even their obscurity,show the emotions which overcame me.

Sunday,August 23rd.Where have we got to?In what region are we wandering?We are still carried forward with inconceivable rapidity.

The night has been fearful,something not to be described.The storm shows no signs of cessation.We exist in the midst of an uproar which has no name.The detonations as of artillery are incessant.

Our ears literally bleed.We are unable to exchange a word,or hear each other speak.

The lightning never ceases to flash for a single instant.I can see the zigzags after a rapid dart strike the arched roof of this mightiest of mighty vaults.If it were to give way and fall upon us!

Other lightnings plunge their forked streaks in every direction,and take the form of globes of fire,which explode like bombshells over a beleaguered city.The general crash and roar do not apparently increase;it has already gone far beyond what human ear can appreciate.If all the powder magazines in the world were to explode together,it would be impossible for us to hear worse noise.

There is a constant emission of light from the storm clouds;the electric matter is incessantly released;evidently the gaseous principles of the air are out of order;innumerable columns of water rush up like waterspouts,and fall back upon the surface of the ocean in foam.

Whither are we going?My uncle still lies at full length upon the raft,without speaking-without taking any note of time.

The heat increases.I look at the thermometer,to my surprise it indicates-The exact figure is here rubbed out in my manuscript.

Monday,August 24th.This terrible storm will never end.Why should not this state of the atmosphere,so dense and murky,once modified,again remain definitive?

We are utterly broken and harassed by fatigue.Hans remains just as usual.The raft runs to the southeast invariably.We have now already run two hundred leagues from the newly discovered island.

About twelve o'clock the storm became worse than ever.We are obliged now to fasten every bit of cargo tightly on the deck of the raft,or everything would be swept away.We make ourselves fast,too,each man lashing the other.The waves drive over us,so that several times we are actually under water.