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Text for Page 130 [03-11-1863]

              trance on the lower deck and a 
struggle through a dense crowd.
Temporarily stowing away my traps
I shook hands with honest Schell
� the best fellow of the whole crowd
and whom I was truly sorry to part
with � and then remained on deck
surveying the scene.    Hamilton had
gone off, of course, before I had got
aboard, Baker was invisible, A. G.
walked up and down on the outskirts
of the levee, but immediately in front
stood Hayes and Schell, the two
who really cared for my departure.
There was a good deal of delay in
getting off and some blundering on
the part of the pilot, involving the
damage or destruction of one of the
flanges of the propeller, but at about
11, we steamed out into the broad
muddy river, and I had left
New Orleans behind, perhaps never
to see it again.           Got chummed               
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