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THE TWIN SLABS
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"Apparently. Seems good corroboration."
The captain turned to the other mound. Its slab was carved by the same hand.
Sacred to the memory of an
Ensign of the U. S. Navy,
whose body, washed upon this
coast, is here buried with all
reverence, by strange hands;
whose soul may God rest.
"The seas shall sing his
requiem." June the Sixth,
MXMIV.
"Billy Edwards," said the captain, very low.
He uncovered. The surgeon did likewise. So, for a space, they stood with bared heads between the twin graves.
