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Poor Jack by Frederick Marryat
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where we heard the horns blowing. I had not, however, to go to such an
extraordinary expense, as "a full and particular account" had been
struck off for twopence; one of these I purchased, and then Ben and I
sat down on the bench outside of a public-house, and I commenced
reading.

"How good that porter looks!" observed Ben, after a pause, as he eyed a
man near to him who was blowing off the froth from the top of the pot he
held in his hand.

"Well, Ben, as I have bought the account of the battle for twopence,
suppose I spend the rest of the money I intended to pay for it in a pot
of porter, to drink the health of Nelson?"

"Ay, my boy, and of those who fought with him," replied Ben; "your own
father, Jack, whether he be dead or alive."

I sighed at the idea of my father being dead, for I had a great regard
for him, although I had not seen much of him. The porter was brought,
and after we had both drunk I recommenced reading. Having concluded
Admiral Nelson's dispatch and the list of the ships taken, we then came
to the loss in killed and wounded on board of the respective English
ships.

"'Vanguard'--thirty killed, seventy-five wounded; total, a hundred and
five."

"Yes, Jack, that was Nelson's own ship; and he is always to be found
where the shot fly thickest."

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