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| One would have taken her for a small Island |
Frontispiece |
| Carpentering, Rigging, and Painting |
6 |
| Then began the slow interminable Ascent |
17 |
| Every Man at the capstan-bars was knocked down |
22 |
| Soon we came in sight of Queenstown |
29 |
| Captain Corsican and I bowed |
30 |
| When a body rolled at my feet |
40 |
| The waif was the hull of a ship |
49 |
| “They,” said he, “are people from the Far West” |
56 |
| I often see them leaning over the railings of the engine-rooms |
61 |
| He made an angry gesture, which I arrested |
68 |
| “I see,” said Dr. Pitferge |
76 |
| A fine-looking young fellow |
85 |
| His back rounded, and his head muffled in a hood |
91 |
| The Black Lady |
96 |
| He treated Drake with supreme contempt |
108 |
| Fabian went near to the cabin doors |
113 |
| One of the sailors lying unconscious |
122 |
| A troop of Minstrels |
130 |
| “Do you accept that blow?” |
132 |
| The Prayer for the Dead |
147 |
| I remained on deck, watching the storm rise |
152 |
| A small schooner was signalled to starboard |
153 |
| I turned, and saw Ellen, pale as death |
162 |
| The fog cleared off |
174 |
| Nature has combined everything to astonish the eye |
179 |
| The Cataract falling before us |
187 |
| “Fabian! Fabian!” cried she, at last |
191 |
| She plunged into the Clyde |
199 |
| “The same,” replied the Skipper |
208 |
| And soon disappeared |
213 |
| “Captain!” exclaimed he |
220 |
| Thank you, sir, thank you |
232 |
| He saw distinctly |
235 |
| The Squall |
244 |
| Crockston was examining the horizon attentively |
246 |
| Miss Halliburtt was standing on the poop |
251 |
| “I promise you, Miss Jenny” |
260 |
| Mr. Halliburtt? |
271 |
| Jenny fell into her father’s arms |
275 |
| He took the shell |
282 |
| “Well, Uncle Vincent” |
286 |
