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I am not likely to forget that next morning, the 28th of August, (17). It was a fine summer's morning, and there was just a little sea on, with a strongish breeze blowing from the eastward, but not enough to prevent boats coming off from Portsmouth. I counted forty sail-of-the-line, a dozen frigates and smaller ships of war, and well-nigh three hundred merchant vessels, riding, as of course we were, to the flood with our heads towards Cowes.

At some point in our lives, many of us have yearned to be a daring rover, a swashbuckling buccaneer, or perhaps just a sailor at heart. The dream of running away to sea has captured the imaginations of countless youngsters, with some daring souls eventually chasing that dream—only to find it comes with its own set of challenges. If a boy hasnt felt a deep love for ships and the salty embrace of the ocean at some stage in his youth, he might just be destined for the shore—a fate that no true sailor would wish upon anyone! (From the introduction, by Cyrus Townsend Brady)