The Loss of the Kent, East Indiaman, in the Bay of Biscay

This is a travel book. While we thus lay in a state of physical inertion, but with all our mental faculties in rapid and painful activity with the waves lashing furiously against the sides of our devoted ship, as if in anger with the hostile element for not more speedily performing its office of destruction, the binnacle, by one of those many lurches which were driving everything movable from side to side of the vessel, was suddenly wrenched from its fastenings, and all the apparatus of the compass dashed to pieces upon the deck; on which one of the young mates, emphatically regarding it for a moment, cried out with the emotion so natural to a sailor under such circumstances, 'What! is the Kent's compass really gone'.