In from the troubled Atlantic one afternoon sped a blue-check homing pigeon. Down over the New Jersey strand it wheeled, dropped to rest in a loft in Manasquan. From a capsule attached to its leg a burnished, businesslike youth extracted a penciled message, scanned it, then hustled to his telephone. In no time the U. S. Coast Guard launch 'Squan Beach was scuffing its way through the breakers for a point "two and a half hours' run southeast of Manasquan Inlet." In considerably less than two and a half hours, the 30-foot fishing boat...
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