Chapter

1 1    |   Atlantic.~The “Chancellor” is a fine square-rigged three-master,
2 1    |        weather in early autumn is fine and unbroken, I came to
3 IV   |           a chat with me. He is a fine tall man, about fifty years
4 VI   | notwithstanding the driving rain, fine as dust, which penetrates
5 VII  |           with every promise of a fine dry day. The waning moon
6 XII  |       agony I feel at seeing this fine vessel doomed to be devoured
7 XVIII|   resembled nothing so much, as a fine York ham, of which the little
8 XXII |          the boatswain set them a fine example of endurance, and
9 XXXVI|          storm, one was Austin, a fine active young man of about