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 | | my boy," she said, smiling fondly on her handsome kinsman, "it's fortunate Providence made you a sailor, for you'd have been ill-fitted for any but a roving life." The third day of Valentine Jernam's stay at Allanbay was the second of April, and on that morning his patience was exhausted. |
 | | My girl, Jenny, will be waiting up for me, and getting anxious about her father." In the excitement of play, and the fever engendered by strong drink, Valentine Jernam had forgotten the ballad-singer. |
 | | My father was a reprobate and a gamester, and I knew at an early age that I had nothing to hope for from him. |
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