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There was no incident on the trip to Port Royal to which I need pay any attention.
True, we had a thunder storm with vivid lightning, which left the sailor's fireballs attached to the yards of the rigging, much to the horror of our landsman soldiers.
We attracted great notice in the fleet, being a vessel coming with her nose apparently in the water.
Consultation was had with the naval officers how our ship could possibly be repaired there, and in that consultation Captain Boutelle, of the Coast Survey, then in command of the little steamer Chancellor Bibb, gave me most effective aid. We were towed to Seabrook up Skull Creek, which was deep, but only wide enough to turn the vessel around in. The place was a sea island cotton plantation which the owner's family had deserted, an excellent place in which to encamp our troops.
It also had a small wharf to which we could fasten the ship.
There we went through the great labor of unloading everything from the hold of the vessel, fore and aft, and as we had about thirteen hundred tons of coal on board when we started, that was no small labor.
Then the difficulty was to get this water out of the
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