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1CUTTING FROM "THE DAILYGRAPH," 8 AUGUST (Pasted in Mina Murray's Journal.) From a Correspondent. Whitby. One of the
2greatest and suddenest storms on record has just been experienced here, with results both strange and unique. The
3weather had been somewhat sultry, but not to any degree uncommon in the month of August. Saturday evening was as fine as
4was ever known, and the great body of holiday-makers laid out yesterday for visits to Mulgrave Woods, Robin Hood's Bay,
5Rig Mill, Runswick, Staithes, and the various trips in the neighbourhood of Whitby. The steamers Emma and Scarborough
6made trips up and down the coast, and there was an unusual amount of "tripping" both to and from Whitby. The day was
7unusually fine till the afternoon, when some of the gossips who frequent the East Cliff churchyard, and from that
8commanding eminence watch the wide sweep of sea visible to the north and east, called attention to a sudden show of
9"mares'-tails" high in the sky to the north-west. The wind was then blowing from the south-west in the mild degree which
10in barometrical language is ranked "No. 2: light breeze." The coastguard on duty at once made report, and one old
11fisherman, who for more than half a century has kept watch on weather signs from the East Cliff, foretold in an emphatic
12manner the coming of a sudden storm. The approach of sunset was so very beautiful, so grand in its masses of
13splendidly-coloured clouds, that there was quite an assemblage on the walk along the cliff in the old churchyard to
14enjoy the beauty. Before the sun dipped below the black mass of Kettleness, standing boldly athwart the western sky, its
15downward way was marked by myriad clouds of every sunset-colour--flame, purple, pink, green, violet, and all the tints
16of gold; with here and there masses not large, but of seemingly absolute blackness, in all sorts of shapes, as well
17outlined as colossal silhouettes. The experience was not lost on the painters, and doubtless some of the sketches of the
18"Prelude to the Great Storm" will grace the R. A. and R. I. walls in May next. More than one captain made up his mind
19then and there that his "cobble" or his "mule," as they term the different classes of boats, would remain in the harbour
20till the storm had passed. The wind fell away entirely during the evening, and at midnight there was a dead calm, a
21sultry heat, and that prevailing intensity which, on the approach of thunder, affects persons of a sensitive nature.
22There were but few lights in sight at sea, for even the coasting steamers, which usually "hug" the shore so closely,
23kept well to seaward, and but few fishing-boats were in sight. The only sail noticeable was a foreign schooner with all
24sails set, which was seemingly going westwards. The foolhardiness or ignorance of her officers was a prolific theme for
25comment whilst she remained in sight, and efforts were made to signal her to reduce sail in face of her danger. Before
26the night shut down she was seen with sails idly flapping as she gently rolled on the undulating swell of the sea, "As
27idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean." Shortly before ten o'clock the stillness of the air grew quite oppressive,
28and the silence was so marked that the bleating of a sheep inland or the barking of a dog in the town was distinctly
29heard, and the band on the pier, with its lively French air, was like a discord in the great harmony of nature's
30silence. A little after midnight came a strange sound from over the sea, and high overhead the air began to carry a
31strange, faint, hollow booming. Then without warning the tempest broke. With a rapidity which, at the time, seemed
32incredible, and even afterwards is impossible to realize, the whole aspect of nature at once became convulsed. The waves
33rose in growing fury, each overtopping its fellow, till in a very few minutes the lately glassy sea was like a roaring
34and devouring monster. White-crested waves beat madly on the level sands and rushed up the shelving cliffs; others broke
35over the piers, and with their spume swept the lanthorns of the lighthouses which rise from the end of either pier of
36Whitby Harbour. The wind roared like thunder, and blew with such force that it was with difficulty that even strong men
37kept their feet, or clung with grim clasp to the iron stanchions. It was found necessary to clear the entire piers from
38the mass of onlookers, or else the fatalities of the night would have been increased manifold. To add to the
39difficulties and dangers of the time, masses of sea-fog came drifting inland--white, wet clouds, which swept by in
40ghostly fashion, so dank and damp and cold that it needed but little effort of imagination to think that the spirits of
41those lost at sea were touching their living brethren with the clammy hands of death, and many a one shuddered as the
42wreaths of sea-mist swept by. At times the mist cleared, and the sea for some distance could be seen in the glare of the
43lightning, which now came thick and fast, followed by such sudden peals of thunder that the whole sky overhead seemed
44trembling under the shock of the footsteps of the storm. Some of the scenes thus revealed were of immeasurable grandeur
45and of absorbing interest--the sea, running mountains high, threw skywards with each wave mighty masses of white foam,
46which the tempest seemed to snatch at and whirl away into space; here and there a fishing-boat, with a rag of sail,
47running madly for shelter before the blast; now and again the white wings of a storm-tossed sea-bird. On the summit of
48the East Cliff the new searchlight was ready for experiment, but had not yet been tried. The officers in charge of it
49got it into working order, and in the pauses of the inrushing mist swept with it the surface of the sea. Once or twice
50its service was most effective, as when a fishing-boat, with gunwale under water, rushed into the harbour, able, by the
51guidance of the sheltering light, to avoid the danger of dashing against the piers. As each boat achieved the safety of
52the port there was a shout of joy from the mass of people on shore, a shout which for a moment seemed to cleave the gale
53and was then swept away in its rush.
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