Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 281
eneath was literally one mass ofwhite foam boiling and hissing beneath the gale.For hours the Bacchante lay at the mercy of thewaves, constantly washed with heavy seas, anddrifting helplessly toward the south pole. At lastthey contrived to get her head round, pointingnorth for Australia, and so…
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