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THE STRANGELAND BIRD LIFE 
claimed, suddenly startled. Leaping to his 
feet, he walked a bit unsteadily to the end of 
the planks he had been sleeping on. He looked 
right down into a sea of tumbling waves! 
“Well!” He scratched his head. “Well! 
Shanghaied!” And shanghaied it was. (Shang¬ 
haied is a sailor’s way of saying “carried out to 
sea against one’s own wishes.”) The day be¬ 
fore he had looked over all the crafts in the 
harbor and tried to choose between a splendid 
coastwise schooner and a great liner bound for 
the Orient, and here he was on board a poor, 
rough lumber schooner bound for some un¬ 
known place. He had gone to sleep on board 
her and she had sailed out to sea in the night. 
“Serves me right enough,” he reflected. 
“I have no business being out late nights and 
getting lost. O well, anyway the sailors on 
