Shiloh
The Story.* Out of the tempestuous waters of Leghorn Harbor and in upon the pitching deck of the U. S. clipper, Witch of the West, towards the evening of the 8th of July, 1822, is tossed a frail figure of perfections angelic rather than human. Its youthful, milk-white features are serene in apparent death. David Butternut, young and gigantic able seaman, trembles at the sight. Only a few hours before he has knocked dead a man who, though an arrant scoundrel, bore just such a seraphic countenance. Now remorseful and half afraid...
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