With Christ at Sea Halting on the Upward Way-And Last (Classic Reprint)
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Excerpt from With Christ at Sea: Halting on the Upward Way-and Last <p>Besides he (the owner) is, I know, a very good Christian man, and it would grieve him much to know how utterly Godless was the life on board any one of his ships. The sail ing-day arrived, and I felt for the first time the pain of parting with one of the Opposite sex who in the three weeks of our acquaint ance had become very dear to me. But my pain was, I know, very light compared with hers. We were both friendless youngsters, but I realised afterward how much harder was her lot than mine; how weary her life was cooped up in a stuffy workroom in the city of London with only the hope of meeting me again to look forward to. My sorrow was brief, for many things combined to drive it away, and I had what to me was a great boon. <p>About the Publisher <p>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com <p>This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
With Christ at Sea Halting on the Upward Way-And Last (Classic Reprint) Frank Thomas Bullen
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Excerpt from With Christ at Sea: Halting on the Upward Way-and Last <p>Besides he (the owner) is, I know, a very good Christian man, and it would grieve him much to know how utterly Godless was the life on board any one of his ships. The sail ing-day arrived, and I felt for the first time the pain of parting with one of the Opposite sex who in the three weeks of our acquaint ance had become very dear to me. But my pain was, I know, very light compared with hers. We were both friendless youngsters, but I realised afterward how much harder was her lot than mine; how weary her life was cooped up in a stuffy workroom in the city of London with only the hope of meeting me again to look forward to. My sorrow was brief, for many things combined to drive it away, and I had what to me was a great boon. <p>About the Publisher <p>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com <p>This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.