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incessantly while Johnson steered.- [[red underline]] Some exercise this sounding! [[/red underline]] Now and then got out of our course, and had to back out out of a shoal place: "Shoal!" I yell or "no bottom." The latter being security.
And what and endless amount of [[red underline]] oysters [[/red underline]] and oyster shells one sees everywhere here.
At first the [[red underline]] sand dunes [[/red underline]] reminded me of [[red underline]] my youth in Flanders. [[/red underline]] Very similar to the [[strikethrough]] duns [[/strikethrough]] dunes in hapless Flanders. But then further in dunes gave way for [[red underline]] Pine forests. [[/red underline]] All unsettled land, uncultivated seems to belong to nobody.
[[red underline]] Bogue Sound, [[/red underline]]  notwithstanding its shallowness has relatively clear
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water became bottom [[island?]]. I should guess bottom must be almost entirely made up of [[red underline]] oysters or clams. [[/red underline]] Quite a number of fishermen here, and as to [[red underline]] oysters there seems no end to it. [[/red underline]] Just the trouble of picking them up.
Lost quite some time picking our way among beacons and fingerposts and it was sunset when approaching [[red underline]] Bogue Inlet and what a sunset I these flat marshy waters [[/red underline]] - a fitting climax to a beautiful day.
But Johnson got entangled in trying to reach [[red underline]] Swanboro [[/red underline]] which seemed to attract him by its glaring lights. We tried in vain to get near.- one bar after another made us back up and try again. Finally after it [[red underline]] was pitch dark we [[/red underline]] gave it up and anchored