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Chapter 29—The Statistician to the Front
Chapter 29—The Statistician to the Front The next day, Tuesday, the 9th of April, the Great Eastern weighed anchor, and set sail to enter the Hudson, the pilot guiding her with an unerring eye. The storm had spent itself in the night, and the last black clouds disappeared below the horizon. The aspect of the sea was enlivened by a flotilla of schooners, waiting along the coast for the breeze. A small steamer came alongside, and we were boarded by the officer of the New York sanitary commissioners. It was not long before we passed the light-boat which marks the channels of the Hudson, and ranged near Sandy Hook Point, where a group of spectators greeted us with a volley of hurrahs. When the Great Eastern had gone round the interior bay formed by Sandy Hook Point, through the flotilla of
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