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Title: Dick Sands : the boy captain
Year: 1882 (1880s)
Authors: Verne, Jules, 1828-1905
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Publisher: London : Sampson Low, Marston, Searle, & Rivington
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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ird of its weight, and by which it yields all itsoil, the only portion of it which is of any value. Under pre-sent circumstances, however, Captain Hull would not thinkof melting down the blubber until his arrival at Valparaiso,and as he was sanguine that the wind would soon set in afavourable direction, he calculated that he should reach thatport in less than three weeks, a period during which his cargowould not be deteriorated. The latest movement with regard to the Pilgrim hadbeen to bring her somewhat nearer the spot where the spoutsof vapour indicated the presence of the coveted prize. Thecreature continued to swim about in the reddened waters,opening and shutting its huge jaws like an automaton, andabsorbing at every mouthful whole myriads of animalcula.No one entertained a fear that it would try to make an escape ;it was the unanimous verdict that it was a fighting whale,and one that would resist all attacks to the very end. As Captain Hull descended the rope-ladder and took his
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The captains voice came from the retreating boat. E PREPARATIONS FOR AN ATTACK. 65 place in the bows of the boat, Mrs. Weldon and all on boardrenewed their good wishes. Dingo stood with his fore-paws upon the taffrail, and ap-peared as much as any to be bidding the adventurous partyfarewell. When the boat pushed off, those who were left onboard the Pilgrim made their way slowly to the bows, from whichthe most e-xtensive view was to be gained. The captains voice came from the retreating boat,— A sharp look-out, Dick; a sharp look-out; one eye onus, one on the ship ! Ay, ay, sir,replied the apprentice. By his gestures the captain showed that he was undersome emotion ; he called out again, but the boat had madesuch headway that it was too far off for any words to beheard. Dingo broke out into a piteous howl. The dog was still standing erect, his eye upon the boat inthe distance. To the sailors, ever superstitious, the howlingwas not reassuring. Even Mrs. Weldon was startled. Why, Dingo

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