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a pail [[red underline]] with big excellent oysters [[\red underline]] which we ate while passing thru the long canal. We left the [[red underline]] oysterbeds [[\red underline]] at 7A M and dropped anchor at [[red underline]] New River [[\red underline]] at about 3:30P.M. Shortly afterwards a Southern Squall and violent storm compelled us to [[strikethrough]] stal [[/strikethrough]] drop the curtains for shelter.
March 21. Up early. A most beautiful day. Calm sea and no wind. [[red underline]] Celine [[\red underline]] and myself [[red underline]] put on our bathing suits and went [[\red underline]] out with dinghy exploring our surroundings. Island [[strikethrough]] R [[/strikethrough]] ridge, covered with palms and other vegetation. Ocean making inroads on northern extremity of ridge. By and by uprooting
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trees, which are strewn right and left and are [[striethrough]] open [[/strikethrough]] widening the sandy inlet. On Eastern side of ridge extends the wide ocean and a [[red underline]] beautiful sandy beach [[\red underline]] in straight line. [[red underline]] Celine and I went bathing there. Not a living being in sight [[strikethrough]] I [[/strikethrough]] as far as our sight extends. Delightful solitude. [[\red underline]] We feel again [[red underline]] like children playing at sea shore. [[\red underline]] An old hut made of drift plants and wreckage nearby shows by empty cans and bottles that it is used once in a while by campers or fishermen. Further up some timbers with copper nails show old remnants of a former wreck. After a [[red underline]] delightful swim [[\red underline]] Celine and I went out thru inlet