"No prize shall indushe me to enter dat horrid plashe again. At this time of universal havoc and despair,—when all London quaked at the voice of the storm,—the carpenter, who was exposed to its utmost fury, fared better than might have been anticipated. Would to God I had. She seemed to grow more beautiful to him and not the opposite. A scene now ensued, highly characteristic of the age, and the occasion.
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