It must have been something like the hustle & bustle around Noah's Ark when the rains came. This Ark was a bulky, 175-ft. converted Navy patrol boat in the Oakland (Calif.) estuary. Last week she was abuzz with last-minute flurry. Women hung their clothes out to dry on a line running from mast to smokestack, crewmen tested ropes and slapped on final licks of paint, children swarmed everywhere, while men struggled to set up a wire screen at the ship's sides to keep them from falling overboard.
The Tribesman was getting ready to sail this week. Her strange and valiant cargo: 63...
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