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MR. FOUNTAIN remained in the town waiting for his niece's return. Six o'clock came-no boat. Eight o'clock-no boat, and a heavy gale blowing. He went down to the beach in great anxiety; and when he got there he soon found it was shared to the full by many human beings. There were little knots of fishermen and sailors discussing it, and one poor woma