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Nothing loth I rose and stu to find her I went the rew on ed myself out on deck it was no wonder to find the weather very blusterous and with, ever and anon, clouds of white spray lashing aboard out of the hissing dark with

Being sheltered by the high bulwark hard beside the quarter-deck ladder, I leaned awhile to stare about hts of sweet, clean air, so that in a little rew easier and the heaviness passed fro cloud, by whose pale bea aloft with their indefinableforecastle as the stately vessel rose to the heaving seas or plunged in a white smother of foam

"She rides well, Mart'n!" roared Godby in my ear "Aha, here's duck of a ship, pal!"

"Where's Adaallant poop, Mart'n Lord love ye, it's little sleep he's had since we hove anchor Hark'ee, pal--he's got it into his head as we'reat black ship as fouled us--he has so, pal--roast , Godby cli the poop-ladder, presently ca hard over our lee

"Ha, is it you, shipo' sail, Martin?" Following his pointing finger, I stared away into the distance across a tuli, Adam!"

"Wait for the rew, I swept the distant horizon with ht, I saw the sheen of distant canvas that gleaain as a cloud veiled the moon "You saw it, Martin?"

"Plainly!" says I, whereupon he sprang away to the -tru, di as the "Faithful Friend," obedient to his co off upon an altered course

"Godby," says Ada us where stood the coh enough yon curst ship to learn more of her by peep o' dawn"