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H. A. (Henry Augustus) Wise
Henry Augustus Wise was a 19th-century American naval officer and author, known for his travel writings and maritime-themed works. He wrote under the pseudonym "Harry Gringo" and gained recognition for books such as "Los Gringos" (1849), which offered a vivid account of his travels through California, Mexico, and South America. Wise's writing combined personal observations with humor and adventure, reflecting the spirit of American exploration during the mid-1800s. His naval career and experiences provided rich material for his literary work, blending fact with fiction.
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CHAPTER I. It was on the last day of summer, 1846, that a large vessel of war lay in the stream of Boston Harbor; presently a dirty little steam tug, all bone and muscle, came burroughing alongside. The boatswain and his mates whistled with their silver pipes, like Canary birds, and the cry went forth, to heave up the anchor. Soon the ponderous grapnell was loosened from its hold, and our pigmy...
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CHAPTER I. SPREADING THE STRANDS. “Shout three times three, like Ocean’s surges,Join, brothers, join, the toast with me;Here’s to the wind of life, which urgesThe ship with swelling waves o’er sea!” “Masters, I can not spin a yarnTwice laid with words of silken stuff.A fact’s a fact; and ye may larnThe rights o’ this, though wild and roughMy words may loom. ’Tis your consarn,Not...
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