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And then in April, the familiar vessel, whose outlines were as much a part of the seascape as the Gurnet or the bluffs of Manomet, vanished: vanished as completely as if she had never been. The water which parted under her departing keel flowed together. AND THEN IN APRIL THE FAMILIAR VESSEL WHOSE OUTLINES WERE AS MUCH A PART OF THE SEA SCAPE AS THE GARNET OR THE BLUFFS OF MANOMET VANISHED VANISHED AS COMPLETELY AS IF SHE HAD NEVER BEEN THE WATER WHICH PARTED UNDER HER DEPARTING KEEL FLOWED TOGETHER
er leaks hastily caulked, which was the first vessel to sail into Plymouth Harbor--a harbor so joyfully described as being a "most hopeful place" with "innumerable store of fowl and excellent good ... in fashion like a sickel or fish hook." [Illustration] All that first dreadful winter, while the Pilgrims were struggling to make roofs to cover their heads, while, with weeping hearts, they buried their dead, and when, according to the good and indestructible instincts of life, which persist in spite of every calamity, they planted seed for the coming spring--all this while the Mayflower lay at anchor in the harbor. Every morning they could see her there; any hour of the day they could glance out at her; while they slept they were conscious of her presence. And just so long as she was there, just so long could they see a tangible connection between themselves and the life, which, although already strangely far away, was, nevertheless, the nearest and the dearest existence they had known. D AND BEATEN HER SAILS BLACKENED AND MENDED HER LEAKS HASTILY CALKED WHICH WAS THE FIRST VESSEL TO SAIL INTO PLYMOUTH HARBOR A HARBOUR SO JOYFULLY DESCRIBED AS BEING A MOST HOPEFUL PLACE WITH INNUMERABLE STORE OF FOUL AND EXCELLENT GOOD IN FASHION LIKE A SICKLE OR FISH HOOK ALL THAT FIRST DREADFUL WINTER WHILE THE PILGRIMS WERE STRUGGLING TO MAKE ROOFS TO COVER THEIR HEADS WHILE WITH WEEPING HEARTS THEY BURIED THEIR DEAD AND WHEN ACCORDING TO THE GOOD AND INDESTRUCTIBLE INSTINCTS OF LIFE WHICH PERSIST IN SPITE OF EVERY CALAMITY THEY PLANTED SEED FOR THE COMING SPRING ALL THIS WHILE THE MAYFLOWER LAY AT ANCHOR IN THE HARBOUR EVERY MORNING THEY COULD SEE HER THERE ANY HOUR OF THE DAY THEY COULD GLANCE OUT AT HER WHILE THEY SLEPT THEY WERE CONSCIOUS OF HER PRESENCE AND JUST SO LONG AS SHE WAS THERE JUST SO LONG COULD THEY SEE A TANGIBLE CONNECTION BETWEEN THEMSELVES AND THE LIFE WHICH ALTHOUGH ALREADY STRANGELY FAR AWAY WAS NEVERTHELESS THE NEAREST AND THE DEAREST EXISTENCE THEY HAD KNOWN
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