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raged at its height I never in my life to date saw anything as impressive of giant irresponsible force. The "foot-hill" waves assumed a double proportion in size and they flung themselves with terrific fury against the stern, rearing the boat in a quick lurch forward, tipping it "skeerily" on its beam, submerging the lower deck in a huge billow of heavy sea water. We were pitched as ^[[though in a cockle-shell]] [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]], the vessel regaining its position in more slow and majestic lunges, however, as if she were a fawn or similar animal trying to regain freedom from an infuriated oppressor.

At night before the rather dismal monotony of a group of French scholars entirely lost in point of size in the