27. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man. The violent motion of the vessel prevents their keeping their legs, and
their fears drive them out of all power to use their brains, and therefore they
look like intoxicated men. And are at their wit’s end. What more can
they do? They have used every expedient known to navigation, but the ship is so
strained and beaten about that they know not how to keep her afloat. Here too
the spiritual mariner’s log agrees with that of the sailor on the sea. We have
staggered frightfully! We knew not what to do, and could have done nothing if
we had known it. We were as men distracted, and felt as if destruction itself
would be better than our horrible state of suspense. As for wit and wisdom,
they were clean washed out of us.
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