noon
This continued all of the night , and in the morning the storm seemed to grow worse instead of better . `` We are in a run of bad luck , '' said Dick . `` I really believe we will have all sorts of trouble before we get back to the United States . '' Toward noon a mist came up , and it grew dark . Lanterns were lit , and the Tacoma felt her way along carefully , for Captain Fairleigh knew that they were now in the track of considerable shipping . By nightfall the steamer lay almost at a stand-still , for the mist was thicker than ever . For safety the whistle was sounded at short intervals .