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received a worthy obituary, he might never again "have his name in the paper." In former days the successive editors of the local sheet had .
the rank of captain in this, his first, battle; but a careful search of the colonial records makes it appear that he was merely a private. .
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. We were off the Frenchman's coast. In a deep bay lay a number of the enemy's vessels. It was necessary to ascertain their character. They .
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s closet, or crept beneath the pillows of its bed to skulk away from its fears." The old man lifted up a face of ghastly paleness from the .