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The orders dividing the fleet into two "forces" and despatching a representation of our greatest fighters to the North Sea was preceded by a period of preparation the like of which this country perhaps the world never saw. The Atlantic Fleet was, indeed, converted into a huge workshop of war, turning out its finished products fighting men.
They stand on the south-western limb of one of the low, barren islands which separate this part of Pamlico Sound from the Atlantic. Between two narrow sand-spits the tides rush in and out with great force and rapidity; and this is the inlet a mere passage cut through into the sound by the action of the sea.
But then, you know, if you are sailing the Atlantic, and all at once find yourself in a current, and the sea covered with weeds, and drop your Fahrenheit over the side and find it eight or ten degrees higher than in the ocean generally, there is no use in flying in the face of facts and swearing there is no such thing as a Gulf-Stream, when you are in it.
From reading one book, he came to read others, and lofty, ambitious thoughts took possession of his soul. His mind, uncontaminated or dwarfed by the sins of civilization, early began to reach out for high and noble ideas. His father had been a captain in the continental army, and had travelled all over the Atlantic States during the war for independence.
Blowing over the Atlantic it gathers up moisture to dump on the eastern slope of the Andes. The summits drain the clouds and makes Peru a dry country. It was murky now, and the clouds hung low. "What do you see up there, Jack?" asked Frank. "Trying to study astronomy, with not a star in sight?" "There you are wrong," Jack replied. "There is at least one star in sight."
The old Terrible, 74, was ploughing her way across the waters of the Atlantic, now rolling and leaping, dark and angry, with white-crested seas which dashed against her bows and flew in masses of foam over her decks.
Lasar's business?" Again the guide answered with a shrug. He seemed disinclined to discuss the man in whom Tad Butler was so much interested. Up to that time the lad had been too fully occupied with other matters to think of the conversation he and Stacy had overheard on the Atlantic and Pacific train. Now it came back to him with full force.
Sometimes we counted the great mills as we drove up Essex Street having come over the bridge by the roaring dam that tamed the proud Merrimac to spinning cotton Pacific, Atlantic, Washington, Pemberton; but this was an idle, æsthetic pleasure.
As I shall have occasion to relate, however, in the course of the narrative, this danger became more acute and assumed at times a most formidable phase, when we had ventured outside the sphere of the earth and were moving through the unexplored regions beyond. On this occasion, having embarked, we rose rapidly to a height of some thousands of feet and directed our course over the Atlantic.
'Won't you come in? she asked, with a smile that would have drawn a sane person up the side of a precipice. Atlantic turned and ran, but the other two stood their ground. 'Won't you come up and see us? she repeated. 'There are some fishes swimming in a glass house; come and look at them.
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