Chapter 18 No.18

"On thy unaltering blaze

The half-wrecked mariner, his compass lost,

Fixes his steady gaze,

And steers, undoubting, to the friendly coast;

And they who stray in perilous wastes, by night,

Are glad when thou dost shine to guide their footsteps right."

Hymn to the North Star.

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The following day was Saturday, the 15th, whe