The legibility of this text is questionable: half the people asked said it was almost illegible, but the other half said it was easy to read.
Everybody was trying to throw the ugly-finder at him, and we still couldn't find him.
It is never possible to settle down to the ordinary routine of life at sea until the screw begins to revolve. There is an hour or two, after the passengers have embarked, which is disquieting and fussy.
Jeſus, the Glory of Heaven, and Joy of Angels, Have Mercy on us.
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