About noon
-- the same monotonous words of command all through the night every time they lay over upon a new tack , while at the same time they would generally ship a heavy sea , and the vessel would shake through all her frame . Day broke and passed in a fog , that left them in much the same uncertainty as before about their position . For one moment it had lifted , and they fancied they had seen `` Homborgsund 's Fald , '' a high landmark up the country above Arendal , and from its lowness and dimness on the horizon , they had been encouraged to hope that they had appreciably increased their distance from the coast . About noon they passed an English brig that had been through the same struggle as the Juno was now engaged upon , whose signals of distress they had already occasionally heard faintly upon the wind , and which now seemed on the point of foundering . The crew had climbed into the after-rigging , which was all that now remained standing , and they made despairing signs for help ; but it was impossible to render any . They had enough to do to keep themselves afloat . The gale showed no signs of moderating , and that night , as Salvé Kristiansen and another were taking their turn at the wheel , there gleamed suddenly out of the pitchy darkness to leeward of the fore-rigging the white crest of a tremendous eddy wave , which a moment after came crashing down upon the deck , carrying clean away the round-house , binnacle , and long-boat , damaging the wheel , and leaving many of the drenched and half -- suffocated sailors deposited in the most unexpected places , and only glad to find that they still had the deck under them .