The Sea-Gull Cry

The Sea-Gull Cry

The Sea-Gull Cry

The Sea-Gull Cry

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The scow lay tilted a little against the bank, near the mouth of the river. At high tide the water pressed gently against the worn planks of the hull, which would have sunk long ago if it had not been resting on the sand. The early spring sun shone down on the scow's little cabin, which was painted white, and had curtains at the windows; the gulls flew over it, and the terns rose with melancholy . . .

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