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the like could form an adequate, idea of. Small icebergs were 

 swept along, roundabout, this way and that way, at a speed of full 

 eight knots an hour. On one side piles of ice were carried swift- 

 ly to the south, and on the other side ice was sweeping in the con- 

 trary direction. The turmoil and confusion seemed almost de- 

 moniac. At length the surging ceased for a while, and then it 

 began again, every thing to appearance being in readiness for a 

 race up toward Lupton Channel. And so it continued, obliging 

 us to ply the long steering-oar briskly to keep the boat in its 

 course, as we were borne along with the rapid tide. 



When we got out of the channel a fresh breeze helped us on- 

 ward until we came near 11 French Head," when it failed. Here 



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all the ice had disappeared and gone down the bay, thus, at last, 

 carrying to the great sea the mortal remains of poor John Brown, 

 there soon depositing them to rest quietly beneath the waters that 

 link together people of all nations of the earth. He now lies 

 buried in the world's great grave-yard. Nature, however, marks 

 the spot where he must have fought valiantly the last battle of 



