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THE CARGO OF CHAMPAGNE.
The ship's head was laid to clear Eimeo to the north, and the captain sat down in the cabin, with a chart, a ruler, and an epitome.
'East a half no'the,' said he, raising his face from his labours.

'Mr Hay, you'll have to watch your dead reckoning; I want every yard she makes on every hair's-breadth of a course.

I'm going to knock a hole right straight through the Paumotus, and that's always a near touch.
Now, if this South East Trade ever blew out of the S.E., which it don't, we might hope to lie within half a point of our course.

Say we lie within a point of it.