All day long the rain continued; but I got on board the cutter, and spent some time in writing up my journal.  It was very provoking to be kept prisoners; but such is often the fate of yachtsmen.  We might, to be sure, have gone on shore in our waterproofs and south-westers; but we agreed that there would be no fun in paddling about a strange place after the fashion of young ducks; so summoning all the patience we could muster, we made ourselves as happy as we could on board.  We had reason to be thankful that we had got into a snug harbour.  Vessels were continually arriving with spars carried away and otherwise damaged, and during the night it blew a perfect hurricane.