voice of a salty sea dog It was like riding a port over a waterfalland wind
is not the for what blows in your face: It was something made of iron! Swings
at ya from the Westnever changin day in and day out. With seas as high as
the main mast. We had lifelines rigged everywheresirand there were still 16
men washed over board...Cold? Three men froze in the yards; frozen stiffsir.
Couldn t get them down without cutting their fingers loose from the shrouds. I
was lucky...

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