Something within me, faintly answering to the storm
without, tossed up the depths of my memory and made a tumult in them.
I shall send, in time for your next issue, further details of the derelict ship which found her way so miraculously into harbour in the storm
On the 4th, however, the sea became more calm, and the storm
lessened its violence; the wind veered southward, and was once more favourable.
I say splashed, for the storm
water was sweeping the sand down the hill in a muddy torrent.
She did not like to be left alone at such a height, in such a place, in the darkness, with a storm
about to break.
said Joe, "it gives a little variety to the trip, and I'm not sorry to have seen a storm
from a trifling distance up in the air.
While the storm
continued, no one seemed inclined to sit down, but they collected in little groups under the central skylight, where they stood in a yellow atmosphere, looking upwards.
Carried along a few hundred feet above the ground she was better able to appreciate the Titanic proportions of the storm
than when she had flown in the comparative serenity of the zone above the clouds, for now she could distinctly see the effect of the wind upon the surface of Barsoom.
In the intervals I heard him tramping all over the house, his footsteps distinctly audible in the pauses of the storm
The woods were full of the brooding stillness that often precedes a storm
, and the wind crept along their white, cone-sprinkled floors with a low, wailing cry.
And the clouds were so thick in the sky that the sunlight couldn't get through them; so that the day grew dark as night, which added to the terrors of the storm
To attempt to ride out such a storm
upon the surface seemed suicidal, for the Coldwater was not designed for surface navigation except under fair weather conditions.
In the face of the storm
, Anne answered without hesitation, "You must take a carriage, and drive.
Oh, this is a moment worth living through weeks of storm
and stress for," Anne exclaimed, delightedly sending her far gaze across the tossing waters from the top of the cliff where she stood.
Their meal being over, Jones was again preparing to sally, notwithstanding the violence of the storm
still continued; but Partridge begged heartily for another mug; and at last casting his eyes on a lad at the fire, who had entered into the kitchen, and who at that instant was looking as earnestly at him, he turned suddenly to Jones, and cried, "Master, give me your hand, a single mug shan't serve the turn this bout.