[Illustration: The _Panay_, one of the last of the Salem fleet bound out from Boston to Manila twenty-five years ago] “Beyond all outer charting We sailed where none have sailed, And saw the land-lights burning On islands none have hailed; Our hair stood up for wonder, But when the night was done, There danced the deep to windward Blue-empty ’neath the sun.”…
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