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# THE SACRIFICE OF NOAH ![img-0.jpeg](arke:01KJNKBS9HH63FPBKE1ZRRH30K) FTER weeks spent on board ship, how delightful to step on land! To feel solid earth beneath your feet is a joy in itself. How different, too, are the smells. How pleasantly new are the sights. On every side, brain and nerves are alive to fresh sensations. I remember how happy I felt after being twenty-nine days on the Pacific Ocean. The land I stepped upon was full of mountains. How grand, solid-looking, *fast*, they were. Nothing was rocking, swimming, tossing, or seesawing. Even at night I could undress and go to bed without holding on by one hand to the door-knob or clothes-hook. I suppose Americans call their ship bedchamber a “state-room” because they are in so uncertain a state while in them.

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