Running past Eastbourne, we arrived off the bold, wild-looking point of Beachy Head.  The weather becoming threatening, the wind, which had hitherto been off shore, began to shift, and drew more and more to the westward, the sky having anything but a pleasant appearance.  Dark clouds gathered in dense masses on the horizon, and there was every indication of a heavy gale.  Although so near the end of our voyage, there appeared a probability of its being continued for several days longer.