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What?" "It is true, dear. Whom are you writing to?" "I was writing to Mr. Harrison and to madame. I want to know if they are going to Broadstairs this summer, for where they go I wish to go also; that is, if they can give me lessons." "A waste of money, Denasia. I have had a long talk with some of the men who are here with the American company. Splendid fellows!
Broadstairs boasts of one drunkard, who does odd jobs as well. He is tall, venerable, and melancholy, and has the air of a temperance orator. "Joe's one of the best chaps on the pier when he's sober," said his mate to me sorrowfully; "but when he's drunk he makes a fool of himself." This was not quite true; for Joe was not always foolish.
It took them two hours to beat back to Ramsgate, a signal having been made as soon as they left the wreck to inform the lifeboat there and at Broadstairs that they need not put out, as the rescue had been already effected.
Looking back for an instant, all hands saw the appalling sight of the vessel they had left turn on her side and sink to the bottom of the sea. With colours flying, with proud and thankful hearts they reach Broadstairs, whence I received the coxswain's telegram 'Crew all saved; sprung foremast. R. Roberts.
He was sorry to observe that she looked a trifle pale; in the autumn she must go away again, and to a more bracing locality he would suggest Broadstairs, which had always exercised the most beneficial effect upon his own health. Above all, he begged her to refrain from excessive study, most deleterious to a female constitution.
A collier, the Glide, had gone to the bottom after collision with another vessel, named the Glance such strange coincidences there are in real life and the crew of the Glide had taken to their own small ship's boat, while the crew of the Glance had been saved by the Broadstairs lifeboat.
When we read his friendly epistles, we cannot help wishing he had written letters only, as when we read his novels we grudge the time he employed on anything else. Broadstairs, Kent, 1st September, 1843.
He proved to me by ocular demonstration that he had no money in his pockets; whereupon I proved to him by parity of reasoning that I had none in mine either. Later in the day he reappeared under my window, hurling up maudlin abuse. He had got drunk on my postage-stamp! I told him to get along with him, which he did. For some time he staggered about Broadstairs in search of its policeman.
We had a good laugh over my trying on the hat when she had finished it; Carrie saying it looked so funny with my beard, and how the people would have roared if I went on the stage like it. August 2. Mrs. Beck wrote to say we could have our usual rooms at Broadstairs. That's off our mind.
Afterwards I learned that the ship's crew had escaped in one of their own boats, and taken refuge in the South Sand Head Lightship, whence they were conveyed next day to land, so that the gallant men of Ramsgate and Broadstairs had all their toil and trouble for nothing!
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