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flock of sea gulls. quite a number however
ran of the idea that they were soldiers after
they had been ducked, and expresed themselves
accordingly: professing to be serving under Capt
Jessus: and that they would "get home by and by",
and "by the way" I have the same hope, tho my
destination is Lynn while thiers. is supposed to be
some nearer the Stars. I may as well remark here
that there appearence as they poped thier heads out
of watter reminded me muchly of a school of
blackfish. One big wench weighing I should judge
somewhere in the nieghbourhood of 300 lbs, blowed
like a right whale. as she come up, haveing forgoten
to shut her mouth when she went down and
as a natural consequence swallowed near a gallon
of watter if I could judge by the size of her hole.
but after being well swabed with a cotton handker-
chief in the hands of the minister she got her breath
and hurared for Jessus with a will, throwing herself
in to as many attitueds as Fanny Eller. or any french
[stancing] master, but good by to them this time, and
that they may all soon get home is the sincere prayer and
wish of one who loves them muchley a good wayes
off. The weather is beautyfull and tomorrow we are