A Noble Sea Game. 
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a quavering, shaking note of triumph as he shot 
up to the very margin of the beach, amid 
a roar of applause from the naked and admiring 
spectators. 
Poor old Pakia ! Well indeed art thou 
entitled to this stick of tobacco from the white 
- man to console thy cheery and venerable old 
pagan soul in the watches of the night. 
