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Put back upon her course, the S. P. 888 was soon beating her way through the cross-seas-"bucking the briny" the boys called it-toward the port from which the Kennebunk was to sail in the morning.
It was a wild night. The peril through which the ship's company had just passed, and from which Philip Morgan had been able to save them, made the thre