Australian Tales - Setis

since that time he had daily read his Bible; adding emphatically, while
the tears started from his eyes, and he grasped my hand with affectionate
warmth, “I vill never part vid dat Bible!”
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A few weeks afterwards, on looking over my newspaper one morning,
I was startled by seeing Louis's name in a paragraph, detailing a casualty
at sea. While stowing the jib, in a gale of wind, on board a ship bound for
New Zealand, poor Louis, in company with another sailor, was washed
overboard, and drowned.
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Reader, you perhaps know some poor fellow who is groping his
miserable way to ruin! if so, “Why don't you speak to him?”