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But he loved her

And he let her go

He kissed her spectral lips one last time She stepped backward, until she reached her parents She looked at hireat warht And she heard his thoughts

They turned, and walked into the light

And then the light was gone, and he remained

Bartholomew mourned for a decade, but it seeh for what reason, he did not know

Eli Sed

He followed Craig Beckett around at tih now and then he would pause and look around, puzzled

He watched as David Porter brought down the pirates--not an easy task, and there was edy at sea As he had feared, Dona Isabella was beset at sea and murdered by the love of Mad Miller’s life, his bar wench, finally his consort Ah, jealousy!

The Mosquito Squadron e trade made Key West one of the richest cities in the country, and the world

War broke out Civil War--terrible in the extreme Florida seceded from the Union, but the Union held the fort, and the streets were filled with tension and sadness

There were good years, and there were bad years

Boring tiain, when the bodies of sailors who died on the Maine cahosts now and then, and some were bitter, and some were lost Some stayed in the cemetery--now in the center of the island, after a horrible stor down Duval Street He haunted those who read, and learned to keep pace with thees