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Vigilant
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and bumbed, it was deemed expedient to let go a second anchor, and to get up steam; for in the event of the wind chopping around--nothing more likely--we should be on a dead lee shore, and our only alternative to slip and go to sea. Still the gale increased, and still the one anchor and cable held. How the wind did howl and screech through our cordage! This lasted for over two days. On the third day the
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Moorhen