Sport: Ships at Sea

When the flapping winds that flew ahead of the hurricane (see p. 14) circled into Boston Harbor, an ugly coal boat, the Black Point, broke away from the two tugs that were warping her away from the pier. Plunging across the dark and angry waters, the Black Point rammed her broad bow into a schooner which was straining at her moorings like a slim black horse There occurred then in the darkness a scene as gruesome as a murder: the collier leaning her weight against the trembling sailboat rammed her against the army base...

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