M&DATD

[Irving Schwartz]

<font face="HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" size="3"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.301961); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Children, at that time Philadelphia was second only to London, as the greatest of English-speaking cities. The Ships' Landing ran well up into the Town, by way of Dock Creek, so that the final Approach was like being reach'd out to, the Wind baffl'd, a slow embrace of Brickwork, as the Town came to swallow one by one their Oceanick Degrees of freedom,--once as many as a Compass box'd, and now, as they single up all lines, as they secure from Sea-Detail, as they come to rest, none. Here is Danger's own <a class="channel_keylink" href="http://www.en8848.com.cn/Article/Home/improvement/" style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px;">Home</a>-Port, where mates swallow the Anchor and have fatal failures of judgment. Where a Sailor who goes up an Alley may not return the same Swab at all." (M&D, p. 258)</span></font>
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