For a few hours the wind went down, then it began to blow again with the same force.

Two or three times the barometer rose again, but its oscillation, comprising a dozen lines, was too sudden to announce a change of weather and a return of more manageable winds.

Besides the barometrical column fell again almost immediately, and nothing could inspire any hope of the end of that bad weather within a short period.
Terrible storms burst forth also, which very seriously disturbed Dick Sand.

Two or three times the lightning struck the waves only a few cable-lengths from the ship.

Then the rain fell in torrents, and made those whirlpools of half condensed vapors, which surrounded the "Pilgrim" with a thick mist.
For entire hours the man at the lookout saw nothing, and the ship sailed at random.
Even though the ship, although resting firmly on the waves, was horribly shaken, Mrs.Weldon, fortunately, supported this rolling and pitching without being incommoded.