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Chapter 19 -The Last of the Log-Tom Cringle's Farewell.
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Released on: 06/12/2017
shall meet aga
Caesar,
received, as I was dressing, a letter from the secretary, desiring me instantly to wait on
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Tom Cringle's Log
“Can't rightly say, sir; she is in the middle of the thick weather to windward. Stay where you are a little-jenkins, jump forward, and see what you can make of her from' the foreyard. Whilst the topman was obeying his instructions, the look-out again hailed She is a ship, sir, close-hauled on the same tack, -the weather clears, and I can see her now.”