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In
another
half
hour
he
was
progressing
rapidly
,
and
,
but
for
an
exceptional
word
now
and
again
,
he
found
it
very
plain
sailing
.
Here
is
what
he
read
:
WEST
COAST
OF
AFRICA
,
ABOUT
10
DEGREES
SOUTH
LATITUDE
.
(
So
Mr.
Clayton
Says
.
)
February
3
(
?
)
,
1909
.
DEAREST
HAZEL
:
It
seems
foolish
to
write
you
a
letter
that
you
may
never
see
,
but
I
simply
must
tell
somebody
of
our
awful
experiences
since
we
sailed
from
Europe
on
the
ill-fated
Arrow
.
If
we
never
return
to
civilization
,
as
now
seems
only
too
likely
,
this
will
at
least
prove
a
brief
record
of
the
events
which
led
up
to
our
final
fate
,
whatever
it
may
be
.
As
you
know
,
we
were
supposed
to
have
set
out
upon
a
scientific
expedition
to
the
Congo
.
Papa
was
presumed
to
entertain
some
wondrous
theory
of
an
unthinkably
ancient
civilization
,
the
remains
of
which
lay
buried
somewhere
in
the
Congo
valley
.
But
after
we
were
well
under
sail
the
truth
came
out
.
It
seems
that
an
old
bookworm
who
has
a
book
and
curio
shop
in
Baltimore
discovered
between
the
leaves
of
a
very
old
Spanish
manuscript
a
letter
written
in
1550
detailing
the
adventures
of
a
crew
of
mutineers
of
a
Spanish
galleon
bound
from
Spain
to
South
America
with
a
vast
treasure
of
"
doubloons
"
and
"
pieces
of
eight
,
"
I
suppose
,
for
they
certainly
sound
weird
and
piraty
.
