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For a short while under a huge tent in London I was Colonel John Weir.

I enjoyed the First Class travel. Alternately I was very much filled with consternation and dismay, flabbergasted that a vessel of considerable magnitude could fail to avoid a palpable mass of ice.

There was no hysterical cry, no pain of panic, but puzzlement and sadness as I spied a young maiden so sorrowfully parted from her husband.

She survived, but I did not not. With many others I could not avoid the final ice cold disembarkation.

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