Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 638
l all hands wereback at their stations and it was all over. Some-times I envy the man with a lame memory andno imagination! It was in the early dawn of the star watch,when the sea and the sky were our world, that I stood in the yards watching the dawn spreadingher rosy path for old Phoebus as he… … A DERELICT—OUT ON THE TRACKLESS WASTE OF THE PACIFIC. Where away? was the call from the bridge. Three points on the port bow, sir. Can you make her out? I think it is a wreck, sir. It proved to be a derelict, the first I had everseen, and although I have met many since thatday, I can never forget…
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